My Dark Soul System

Basai puts away the metal long whip, shakes his wrist, the long whip rises and falls like a snake, and throws away the blood contaminated on the whip to restore its original smoothness.

The breeze moved slightly, like an invisible hand stroking it, whip and curled up, he grabbed it and hung it around his waist. As he walked, the mud on his boots, naked eye, gradually dissipated as visible, and a breeze swirled around him, removing all the mud.

The wind is gone, and the silence is as before.

And Basai black clothed black boots, staring like a bell, staring at the remaining forty teenagers in front of them.

They are the seedlings selected this time. I don't know how many people will be eliminated in the future.

Although he didn't stare directly at him, Zhou Hang still felt cold all over his body, especially the man in front of him with the baleful aura after the slaughter, shrouded the boy like a needle.

The person in front of him is the Basai instructor, who they call the "evil tiger". The long whip in his hand has broken the bones of many people, and today let them see the bloodthirsty side of the black whip again.

Under the pressure of the imposing manner, Zhou Hang found it difficult to breathe. The air seemed to be filled with glue and became viscous and tenacious. It was difficult to breathe even with his mouth open. In particular, the trace of baleful aura came into the body, like a knife cut, tingling all over, and bloodshot eyes appeared under suffocation.

Basai is in the Martial Dao Spirit Realm and has awakened Martial Dao Spiritual Consciousness. He has sensed that these teenagers are on the verge of collapse, unable to withstand the attack of the killing intent, so he takes him in an imposing manner, hands behind ones back , Looked at them blankly.

Forty young people were saved like drowning people, their mouths and noses opened and closed, and they were desperately breathing fresh air. Zhou Hang didn't expect that one day it would be a good thing to be able to breathe.

Basai looked at the embarrassed people and shook their heads. They were still too immature. They received physical training, but did not accept the test of blood and fire. Today’s scene is just a reminder for them to realize The cruelty of reality, don't keep that useless innocence and kindness.

At this moment, a heavy footstep sounded from behind them, and a dozen sturdy men with the same black clothed vest and combat pants came to the front of the crowd and threw down the huge packages they were carrying.

Wrapped away from the body, there was a slight vibration on the ground, cracking the turf on the ground, and the strong air flow blew through and the dust filled Zhou Hang's eyes slightly to avoid discomfort.

Basai waved his hand, and a burst of invisible energy struck out, and the packages on the ground broke apart, exposing the items inside.

A cold dagger, a pitch-black combat vest, and a small bag of dry food wrapped in it.

Zhou Hang looked at the item in front of him, and his heart sank. This TM is not a good thing, it just means off-road action.

After all, I have more than 20 years of experience, which is not comparable to these fourteen or five-year-olds who are only trained. The mud field is just a physical competition, but this time I was given weapons, these daggers. The cold light flickered, and you knew how sharp it was at a glance.

At this time, Zhou Hang can be regarded as understanding the training intention of Black Horn. It is simple and cruel. The winner is king, and the fittest survives.

As a Combat Arena, especially a star power, recruiting people from outside will definitely not be able to meet the demand. Combat Arena is not for everyone. It is not a dead person or a desperate Martial Artist, who Willing to go up and die.

Only the fighters trained since childhood can be loyal to them and serve them.

The mud field is just a warning, let them realize the cruelty, can not win, only death. For teenagers, facing death is more effective than any preaching.

And doing everything they want has become their idea since they were young.

This is not just a fighter, it is cultivating an outlaw for Black Horn.

Black Horn Combat Arena is simply an underground casino opened by Hei Jing, the owner of Black Horn Star, a mecca for all kinds of people seeking excitement and obsessed with boxing gambling.

This is a place of chaos, Dark Land, which belongs to the underground dark market, is a gold-selling cave that has brought Hei Jing a lot of wealth.

In fact, the Star Domain where Black Horn Star is located is the Chaotic Cloud Star System. The entire Star Domain is a three-regardless zone, where interstellar pirates are everywhere, mercenaries' long land, various star fugitives and darkness The expert survives here.

Martial power is the only reliance.

With several planets, even Black Horn Star is the base of the Black Horn Combat Arena, which trains more fighters than Zhou Hang. They are all races in the starry sky, interstellar orphans, slaves, and Black Horns. All have training.

the thoughts got to this point, Zhou Hang's thoughts of leaving are even more intense. This is not a place to stay for a long time. When you come to Star Sea, how can you not see the vastness of the starry sky.

Especially genetic martial arts, Forbidden Magic is within reach here, and everyone practicing martial arts is not false.

With his small arms and legs, he couldn’t help being crushed by such a big force as Black Horn. With the system, he might be able to reach this step or even exceed it. He has confidence in this point. After all, the role of cheat should not be underestimated. .

But these will take time, especially he has not yet figured out the specific role of the system.

"ding ding dong dong."

There was a crisp sound of impact, interrupting Zhou Hang’s spiritual journey, dozens of fist sized, black crystal tokens were still kept by Basai. On the ground, crystal clear and near-transparent, glittering with fascinating rays of light, like the purest smoky crystal, the surface is carved with the logo belonging to the Black Horn Combat Arena.

An octahedral crystal line.

This is also the logo of Hei Jing himself, and it represents the glory of Supreme in Black Horn Star.

"Everyone has a Black Horn Token and a set of equipment. Take it now."

Basai's hard voice rang suddenly, and forty teenagers trembled all over, one after another. Pick up equipment and tokens before.

The previous bloody scene made the young people feel light and dare not drag.

Zhou Hang picked up a Black Horn Token, carved a crystal on one side, and carved the word "Black Horn" on the other side, it was cold as if he had picked up a block of ice.

The coolness fades instantly, leaving only a warm touch, mellow and smooth, like a good suet jade, delicate and dense.

Zhou Hang Tucao Fortunately, this starry sky does not speak foreign languages, unlike some sci-fi special effects movies, the whole universe speaks foreign languages.

This is the universal language inherited from Number 3. The starry sky is not only humans, but various lifeforms have been born from numerous life planets, and human-like bodies are only a part.

The universal lingua franca is an agreement made by the Great Universe Alliance formed by several Level 9 civilizations to promote communication.

When the teenagers took their things and tried their sharp daggers, the rest of the black clothed persons did not know where they dragged the water light, and the metal outlet was shining with rays of light, aiming at it. They have mud all over their bodies.

Basai a nodded, a huge stream of water gushes out of the water pipe in the rumbling, and the youngsters in the front row are leaned forward and backward by the impact of huge kinetic energy, and stand unstable when they come in contact with each other.

Like a hammer hit, the chest cavity was shaken, Zhou Hang groaned, staggering back two steps, the cold water wave washed away, and soon washed away the mud marks on his body.

It's really a rude method. He doubts how these teenagers survived and how strong they can endure. Is it possible that the star humans are better than the Earth physique.

The water wave was very strong, and within a few minutes, all the mud and dirt on the youngsters were washed away. Forty people stood in the puddle embarrassedly, dripping all over their bodies.

When the sky and the sun are venomous, the water vapor is steaming all over, and the heat waves are turbulent, like being in a steamer.

Basai waved one hand, the wind swept through, and countless water vapor was stirred, forming a visible water vapor tornado in mid-air, whistling towards the sky.

The wind and waves are still the same. Under the scorching sun, Zhou Hang feels a coolness from the bottom of his heart. The water marks all over his body dry quickly in the squally wind. This force shocks him. Can Basai control the wind?

The teenagers at the scene stared at Basai scorchingly. A teenager with yellow hair looked at the wind blowing in the sky and muttered to himself: "Wind Element is awakened, Basai instructor is a Spirit Realm powerhouse."

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Zhou Hang's eyes shrank. He knew this young boy, and he was ranked number 2 ahead of him.

Zhou Hang has never discovered the realm division of martial arts from the memory of Number 3, only two simple cognitions of genetic martial arts and Forbidden Magic.

The predecessor, Number 3, was only an ordinary person. Most of the teenagers present were orphans, but apparently some people had good family property and had more knowledge than ordinary people.

Can martial arts also be able to achieve magic? Zhou Hang is not clear about this difference. He has a system, but his knowledge of magic is still a rookie.

Who can count on playing a game to really learn magic, besides, can the setting of the game really be the same as reality?

The sound of the wind gradually disappeared, and the soaked clothes of the youngsters became dry. Basai watched the teenagers in front of him, each ruddy complexion, full of energy, and gradually let go of the previous blood.

"It's a pity that the killing has just begun."

Basai frowned, these teenagers do not have murderous aura, they want to survive the next selection, and want to be with those alien races. Fighting, the survival rate is too low.

But Combat Arena has its own rules, which is not something he can intervene with the Spirit Realm Martial Artist.

Combat Arena is not a charity place. They train fighters, they need to be extremely vicious people in order to win in the field of life and death and earn more benefits for them.

The sound of the aircraft breaking through the air was heard in his ears. Basai knew that the time had come. How much these teenagers can survive depends on their own destiny. If you want to go further, you must first be in this cruel Survive in the survival game.

"Rumble..."

A flying machine flies from a distance, and the fierce air current presses down from the top of the head, from small to large, and at a high speed. The sound of the airflow is deafening like the thunder.

The pitch-black fuselage presents a triangular line with sharp edges like a knife, cutting through the air waves, and bringing up the milk-white air waves. There is a dim-blue energy pattern on the bottom of the fuselage, flashing with fragments of rays of light.

The tail flames of the engine's tail are burning, the air is twisted, and the heat is amazing.

The aircraft hovered above their heads, the tail flames extinguished, and the blue energy on the fuselage swam, docking the aircraft slightly in the air, casting large shadows.

Zhou Hang was silent. This huge aircraft just flung the aircraft on Earth for tens of thousands of miles. The starry sky is prosperous. You can see a corner from the aircraft.

It has always been the restriction of transportation that hinders the pace of human exploration.

This is a Wind Hunter-class aircraft, which can only fly inside the planet and cannot be interstellar. Because the energy pattern on the fuselage is an anti-gravity device, it can only run on the surface of the planet, and the energy of the engine is not enough for interstellar flight.

But for flying on the surface of the planet, this is already the best aircraft.