Armor: I can purify the purity of the Five Elements bloodline

There happened to be a few people passing by nearby who were also stunned and looked at Xingyang strangely.

"Is this guy afraid that he won't die quickly enough?! He just finished one game and he can't wait to start the next one?!"

"Yes! It seems that he won't give up until he dies today!"

"Perhaps they are so powerful that they use the Death Purgatory Field as a cash machine?"

Among the many questioning voices, a small voice said.

"Fuck you! The grass on the grave of the last person who had such an idea was already 10 meters high."

……

The monsters around who knew the situation were discussing Xingyang's affairs carefully, trying to find some fun in this depressing place.

Most people thought that there was something wrong with Xingyang's head, or that he was deliberately seeking death.

But there are also a few people who say that Xingyang may be a direct disciple of a certain adult and came here to hone his skills.

It is also said that Xingyang came here to make money.

There were all kinds of comments, but Xingyang didn't pay too much attention to them.

After processing, he slowly left the registration hall and walked towards the Level 3 King-level Warcraft Preparation Hall.

He is not looking for death, but has absolute strength. Of course, he is not making money, but simply getting benefits from the dice of heaven to improve his strength.

As for making money, the six top-grade magic stones in his mind space are worth 6 million low-grade magic stones even at the lowest price.

It's still priceless, enough for him to use.

Killing the high-level king-level monsters on the opposite side in battle on the death field can indirectly relieve some pressure on the Five Elements Realm.

Soon Xingyang slowly came to the war preparation hall. At the entrance of the passage, Xingyang unexpectedly encountered the three of them again.

Seeing Xingyang coming, they all couldn't help but froze.

"You... why are you here again? Do you still want to participate in the competition?!"

Black Rock Ghost Vine Beast looked at Xingyang with a confused face and said.

Because he just applied for the competition through the Mage Medal in order to avoid Xingyang, the plague god, but he didn't expect that he would get it wrong.

It seems that Xingyang also applied for the next competition, how could this not make him complain endlessly.

The Evil Wood Beast and the Miyin Soul Flower Beast also looked at Xingyang blankly, their faces indescribably ugly.

"Isn't this a preparation hall? What are you doing here if you're not competing?!"

Xingyang said casually with an indifferent look and continued walking towards the hall.

At this moment, the Black Rock Ghost Vine Beast seemed to have ten thousand grass horses galloping past, feeling extremely regretful.

Standing blankly in the passage, even Xingyang didn't react as he passed by, as if he were a black rock.

When Xingyang slowly walked into the preparation hall again, every monster in the preparation hall noticed the figure who had just left.

Many of them were stunned because they had the same idea as the Black Rock Ghost Vine Beast.

After seeing Xingyang leave, they all applied for the magician competition to bypass Xingyang.

This is good, I don’t know which unlucky guy will be interested in Shang Xingyang again.

I was feeling very anxious at this moment, praying for the arrival of the goddess of luck.

Most of the hundreds of level 3 king-level monsters in the war preparation hall must be fought today.

So even if Xingyang comes back again, they can't leave and can only pray not to bump into Xingyang.

Only a few of them came here in advance to finish the game before the seven-day game time came.

These monsters all think they are strong, but after watching Xingyang's battle, they are a little unconfident at the moment.

He slowly got up and left the preparation hall, planning to come back tomorrow or later.

What they don't know is that Xingyang is a tough guy and will probably spend most of his time in the war preparation hall.

There is no such thing as asking for leave, just rest, so no matter what day they come, they will meet Xingyang.

But they definitely don't know all this now. Xingyang has just entered the preparation hall and hasn't sat down yet.

There were thirty or forty figures who stood up and walked towards the passage leaving the preparation hall.

"Why is this kid here again!? I just applied to fight just now!"

"Me too, it's over!"

"Fortunately, I was in a daze just now and didn't apply for the competition right away!?"

……

Those who stood up and left on the field had ugly faces. Fortunately, many of them looked at Xingyang.

It was as if Xingyang owed them hundreds of dollars and hadn't paid them back. They were all hostile, which made Xingyang stunned.

But through the whispered discussions around him, he gradually understood what was going on, and felt funny in his heart.

But there was still not much expression on the surface, and he ignored the looks and the discussions around him.

He continued to sit down between Sword Grassmon and Barbarian Bearmon, waiting for the start of the game.

The death field experience was a bit damaged in the previous game and needed to be repaired. The battle might still take some time, so Xingyang wasn't too anxious.

Those who repair the site on the death field are some stone-type monsters, and the repairs are also very fast, and can be completed in a few minutes at most.

So while many Warcraft in the preparation hall were waiting uneasily, the next game information finally appeared on the big screen.

Black Rock Ghostmon VS Porphyrymon

In an instant, Xingyang saw the black rock ghost vine beast and the black and white stone-like monster with zebra patterns in another corner.

It was the competition information notification sent by the Magic Medal.

The two beasts looked at each other as they looked at the information on the screen.

There was joy in his eyes, but he gradually became nervous.

Although I didn't meet Xingyang, one will die in battle, and who can remain calm in the face of death?

Under the gaze of many monsters, the two beasts slowly walked towards the passage of the competition.

Those who applied for the competition in the hall were even more nervous at the moment. With fewer monsters, the probability of them encountering Xingyang increased.

They couldn't help but frequently look at Xingyang's position and the Magician Medal in his hand.

"Hey! Brother Demon Crocodile, are you sure you applied for the competition?!"

"I just applied for the competition, please don't let me meet you!"

The Barbarian Bear next to him whispered to Xingyang, who was closing his eyes to rest.

But there was no sign of any nervousness or fear. Instead, he was smiling and looking honest.

Xingyang also smiled slightly and prayed for him not to meet him.

After all, he had a good sense of the wild bear beast, so it would be a pity to kill him like this!

There are many people applying, but there are also many places. Black Rock Ghost Vinemon and Porphyry Beast have just left.

The battle information appeared again on the big screen in front, and Xingyang also felt like there was a flash of purple light next to him.

Seeing that it was the golden magician medal issued by Jiancaomon, Jiancaomon also stopped wiping the sword.

He glanced at the Mage Medal in his hand, then at Xingyang next to him, and finally turned his attention to the Mage Medal that flashed in the distance like a black mosquito-like monster with a sharp beak.

There was even a trace of disappointment flashing through his eyes, making Xingyang look amused.

I thought to myself: "Is this a pity that I didn't meet myself?!"

Black Mosquitomon VS Sword Grassmon.

When the Black Mosquito Beast in the distance saw the Sword Grass Beast getting up, its already dark face became even darker, full of despair.

The other monsters around him also expressed pity.

I breathed a sigh of relief, and many of their faces couldn't help but look much better.

"Did the Sword Grass Beast put so much pressure on them?! Maybe many of them were afraid of meeting them, not themselves!"

"After all, I haven't really shown my strength, and they have killed who knows how many monsters!"

Xingyang secretly laughed at himself and looked at the powerful monsters such as Sword Grass Beast, Dragon Tyrant Beast, Thousand Fantasy Beast, Tianmei Beast, and Wenjing Beast, all of which were awarded the Golden Magician Medal.