League of Legends Turret
"Berserk Lottery?"
"This is …"
"A new lottery system?"
Long Fei was a little excited. Anything related to the word 'Berserk' was amazing.
"Gulp!"
Long Fei swallowed his saliva and said, "Activate Berserk Lottery!"
"Buzz!"
An interface appeared in Long Fei's mind.
There was a huge slot machine in the interface with all kinds of things on it. Every one of them was a super item, and every one of them was extremely amazing.
Game character.
Game item.
God rank treasure.
Super cannon.
It could be said that this Berserk Lottery was even larger and more varied than the Berserk Energy Value. It was enough to dazzle one's eyes.
"Wow!"
"Wow, laozi's heart! System, I've fallen in love with you. Do you want me to love you even more?" Long Fei was about to say, "Then let's have a few more Berserk Lottery draws."
Who knew that before he could finish, the system directly said, "No!"
Long Fei: …
Just as Long Fei was excited about this.
There was another wave of shock in the stands. Those people were about to go crazy.
Their brains were twisted and they couldn't wrap their heads around it.
How could a small slave do this?
Isn't this too unbelievable?
"Is this person really a slave?"
"Don't talk to me about slaves. He's my idol now. Have you ever seen such a fierce slave?"
"He's really handsome."
"Who the hell is this person?"
…
Yang Yu's face was full of excitement, "Good, good, good, Huang rank 4 … No, just now, he broke through to Huang rank 5. It's amazing that he can do this with this kind of cultivation. He's really fierce, powerful, amazing!"
The follower beside him said, "Elder, but his cultivation is too low. He doesn't meet our Yuanyang Sect's standards at all. Moreover, he's a slave without any talent or bloodline. This kind of warrior has no future. At most, he'll be a Black Rank Warrior."
Slave, status underground.
Lowly people!
Looked down on by everyone, no future to speak of.
No matter how strong such a person was, it would be useless. At most, he would be able to win a smile in the Colosseum. That was all.
It was impossible to enter a certain clan or even a powerful sect or force.
Yang Yu didn't take it to heart and said, "A Nu, don't look down on a slave. Talent and bloodline are important, but the heart to become stronger is even more important."
At this moment.
Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
The iron gates of the colosseum were opened one after another, and incomparably ferocious demonic beasts rushed out one after another. There were more than twenty of them.
"Hahaha …"
"Group battle!"
"All the demonic beasts have been released. Kill that slave."
"That's what makes it interesting."
"No slave has survived in this colosseum. Does he want to make history? Then I should give him a tight slap, hahaha … "
They didn't care about Long Fei's life or death. All they wanted was to feel good.
Who cared about the disparity in strength?
They didn't care about the rules of the colosseum. They just wanted to see the scene of Long Fei being torn apart.
At this moment.
"Rumble!"
With a loud sound, the entire colosseum shook violently and began to tremble.
All the demonic beasts in the arena prostrated themselves on the ground, letting out low roars of fear.
The audience was silent for half a second, then suddenly burst out with earth-shattering screams, "Butcher, butcher, butcher …"
With a flash, the huge iron gate was opened.
The sound of footsteps came from the depths of the pitch-black passageway. The footsteps were like heavy thunder, and with a single step, the heavy thunder exploded, causing everyone present to tremble.
The truly terrifying demonic beasts had come out!
Wang Shan He's face was cold, he stared at the important Long Fei and said with killing intent: "A small slave dares to go against my Wang Mansion?"
"I'll see how capable you are."
"Humph!"
Wang Shan He, the patriarch of the Hong City Wang Mansion.
Wang Tai's father.
Seeing his own son being killed, the anger in his heart surged. His son had been killed, and the Wang Mansion had lost face. He wanted Long Fei to pay the price with his death.
"Brat, enjoy yourself."
"Roar …"
With a loud sound, a monster with a body as large as a mountain and an ugly face walked out of the passageway with a huge stone axe on its shoulder. There was only one eye on its ugly face.
Staring at Long Fei, the huge eye widened.
"Buzz!"
A powerful force came crashing down heavily.
"Boom, boom, boom!"
Long Fei's body suddenly sank as he staggered backwards. He almost couldn't withstand the impact of the force and almost fell to the ground.
"Hahaha …"
Seeing that Long Fei couldn't take it anymore, the monster laughed out loud in excitement.
Cheers and shouts also rang out from the spectator stands.
"Butcher, butcher, butcher …"
"Butcher, butcher, butcher …"
He was the king of this colosseum.
The superstar of the entire Hong City.
His appearance caused the blood of every single person in Hong City to boil.
Long Fei swept his gaze across the entire arena and laughed coldly: "Do you really like me to be killed that much?"
He was unhappy!
It was also at this time.
Long Fei moved, "Activate Berserk Lottery!"
The lottery system started to spin.
Long Fei was multitasking. On one hand, he was on guard, and on the other hand, he was paying attention to the demon beasts in the arena. He thought to himself, "Give me something good to draw."
"Demacia!"
At this moment.
The stone axe in the butcher's hand fell.
The ground shook, and a cloud of dust rolled up from the ground.
The surrounding demon beasts started to roar.
"It's about to begin!"
"Hahaha … It's about to begin."
"Butcher, tear that damned slave into pieces."
"Kill him."
… ….
Yang Yu frowned.
A 'Nu said: "Elder, that butcher's cultivation is too strong, it can completely crush him, that slave will definitely not be able to withstand it."
Yang Yu was thinking about whether he should save Long Fei or not.
He knew that Long Fei wouldn't be able to withstand it.
The strength of this butcher demon beast was extremely abnormal. Even a ninth stage Huang Stage cultivator wouldn't be able to withstand it.
If he did not make a move, Long Fei would definitely die.
However …
In Yang Yu's heart, he also wanted to know what Long Fei's limit was.
He wanted to know Long Fei's potential!
"Huff …"
Yang Yu let out a long breath, but in the end, he still sat on his seat without moving, "Brat, let me see what your limit is."
This situation was a situation of certain death.
Everyone knew about it.
When the butcher made his move, Long Fei couldn't block it at all.
They knew.
Long Fei himself was clear that the level system of the Chaos Realm was stronger than that of the God's Martial Continent. He could use the speed of the Wind-god's Leg to kill Wang Tai.
Two small levels was still fine.
Once it passed, Long Fei wouldn't be able to kill him at all.
The lottery system was still spinning, and the results had yet to come out.
Long Fei's heart sank, and he bellowed, "Kick him first."
"Wind-god's Leg!"
Long Fei's speed was like lightning as he sneak attacked amidst the rolling dust.
"Bam!"
With a kick to the butcher's chest, Long Fei's body sank, his right leg was almost broken. The butcher did not move at all, his huge eyes stared at Long Fei, he grinned and grabbed with one hand.
It was also at this time.
"Ding!"
"Congratulations to player 'Long Fei' for obtaining 'Cannon Turret' in League of Legends'. Do you wish to release it?"
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