Diamond Jing Ming knew that Gao Zhengyang was very powerful, so he didn't dare to act rashly.
Inside the battle body factory, Diamond Jing Ming just wanted to test Gao Zhengyang's reaction and didn't really want to escape.
The Samsara of Death Challenge was extremely sacred and important.
The Tower of Death Arena was the core of Iron Battle City. After the Samsara of Death was activated, most of the city's power would be gathered. After the Samsara of Death Arena was activated, participants could only enter and not leave.
Either they passed the seventeen stages of the Samsara of Death Challenge, or they failed and died on the spot.
Apart from that, there was no third outcome.
No matter how strict Gao Zhengyang was, when he participated in the Samsara of Death Challenge, he would no longer be able to control the outside.
Therefore, Diamond Jing Ming wasn't in a hurry at all.
He had never thought that Gao Zhengyang would be able to tamper with his fire seed and control his life and death. His plan had become a joke.
The change was too shocking. Diamond Jing Ming was also shocked by the huge impact, and his fire seed no longer shone.
The change was beyond Diamond Jing Ming's tolerance.
Gao Zhengyang smiled and patted Diamond Jing Ming's shoulder. "Follow me, and you'll have a good life. You can play with any beauty you want. Hahaha …"
The fire seed of the Diamond Steel race was the combination of the soul, emotions, memories, and other aspects. It was the foundation of the life of the Diamond Steel race and the core of all intelligence and emotions.
The fire seed was a unique life form of the Diamond Steel race. It was extremely pure and rejected all foreign powers.
Within the Diamond Steel race, there was no way to control the fire seed.
Gao Zhengyang also comprehended the law of Yin and Yang and pushed the Yin Yang Space Splitting Fist to a higher level.
The pure power of the Yin Yang Space Splitting Fist wasn't stronger than a nuclear fist. Its true strength lay in the dao of space contained in the Yin Yang Space Splitting Fist.
The fire seed of the Diamond Steel race was independent and sealed. Any forceful means could only break the fire seed.
Gao Zhengyang activated the Yin Yang Space Splitting Fist, passed through the outer shell of the fire seed, and directly left the Omnidirectional Buddha Seal in the fire seed's core.
The Omnidirectional Buddha Seal originally didn't have the power to control people's life and death. But the fire seed's core was too weak and couldn't resist Gao Zhengyang's power at all.
Gao Zhengyang also took advantage of Diamond Jing Ming changing his battle body and the fire seed was in a coma. After studying for two days, he finally found a flaw and planted the Ten Directions Buddha Seal in the depths of his fire seed.
It was very difficult for the same method to be used on other Golden Steel Race beings.
However, it was enough to control the Diamond Steel Jing Ming. Gao Zhengyang didn't expect him to help, as long as he didn't tell on him.
Gao Zhengyang's proud laughter made Jin Gang Jing Ming wake up from his dream.
"If you run away now, you still have a chance to live. If you enter the Samsara of Death, you will definitely die. "
Vajra Jing Ming's hoarse metallic voice had also become much louder, and his emotions seemed rather agitated.
Gao Zhengyang said unhurriedly, "That won't do. I won't leave until I get the Heavenly Lion Claw. I want Divine Steel too. "
Jin Gang Jing Ming clenched his fists and wished he could smash Gao Zhengyang's head. At this time, he was still thinking about the Heavenly Lion Claw and the Divine Steel. This human was too greedy, so greedy that he was brainless.
Suppressing his anger, he lowered his head and pleaded, "In the Samsara of Death Challenge, the situation of the battle will be transmitted to all the banners at the same time after entering the fifteenth stage. At that time, your identity will immediately be recognized. No matter how powerful you are, it's also impossible to resist all of my race's powerhouses. "
Although the Golden Steel Race did not have detailed population statistics, no one popped out from a rock. Powerful experts were bound to have a background.
The Golden Steel Race's powerhouses could very easily determine Gao Zhengyang's other race identity.
Toward other races, the Golden Steel Race would not follow any rules. When Gao Zhengyang exited the Tower of Death Arena, he would die without a doubt.
Jin Gang Jing Ming had to persuade Gao Zhengyang to leave for the sake of his little life.
"You bunch of metal lumps, you look honest and sincere, but you actually still act shamelessly!"
Gao Zhengyang muttered unhappily. If the other party did not abide by the rules, he would not be interested in taking part in the Samsara of Death challenge.
There was still a large group of enemies waiting to be taken care of outside. He did not have the energy to compete with the Golden Steel Race.
Although Jin Gang Jing Ming was forced to be a traitor, he was still particularly protective of the Golden Steel Race in his heart.
He instinctively explained, "The Samsara of Death challenge is incomparably sacred and will absolutely not be interrupted. But even if you win, could it be that you can still charge out of the heavy encirclement?! "
In Jin Gang Jing Ming's heart, he actually did not believe that Gao Zhengyang could clear the Samsara of Death.
The continuous battles in the 17th round, the first 12 rounds were still not considered much. But starting from the 13th round, the people fighting were bound to be the most elite powerhouses.
Also, if they discovered that Gao Zhengyang was a foreign race, although the Golden Steel Thunder would not stop the challenge, the people they sent out could cheat.
For example, reaching the lieutenant general level, the Golden Steel Thunder might very well send out a general level powerhouse and be equipped with even more powerful weapons for him.
The Golden Steel Thunder himself would even go all out. His strength could rank in the top three in the entire Golden Steel Race. How tyrannical was that?
Gao Zhengyang was already a weary soldier after fighting for a long time. His combat skills and abilities had also long been seen through thoroughly.
Under this kind of situation, he practically had no chance of winning.
But Gao Zhengyang did not think so. Jin Gang Jing Ming's words made him firmer his confidence instead.
As long as the Golden Steel Thunder followed the rules, he had nothing to fear.
Gao Zhengyang was not blindly confident. He had already made arrangements. Even in the worst case, he could escape safely.
"The Samsara of Death challenge is ready to begin. Challenger, please enter …"
A big black iron lump walked into the VIP box and said to Gao Zhengyang.
"Wait here for my good news, haha …"
Gao Zhengyang stood up without hesitation and left with the big black iron lump.
Jin Gang Jing Ming scratched his iron face hard and let out a long helpless sigh.
That sigh rose and fell gently and endlessly, putting all the helplessness, sorrow, and anger of life into a sigh, making people feel sad when they heard it.
The tall iron lump next to him, listening to it, felt his legs go soft, his fire seed jumped wildly, and the black leaf oil in his body seemed to be burning.
Staying in the Tower of Death Tournament all year round, she had seen many powerhouses. But she had never seen such a melancholy little man.
That sigh had stuffed all the melancholy into her spark, and it had moved her like never before.
An indescribable commotion also emanated from the depths of the fire seed.
She couldn't help but walk over, hugged Jin Gang Jing Ming tightly, and said softly, "Don't be sad, I will love you."
Jin Gang Jing Ming was shocked. What did this big black man want to do?
As soon as he opened his mouth, it was filled with black oil that flowed out of the big black man's mouth.
The strong stench of black leaf oil seemed to have been pumped out of the sewer. Jin Gang Jing Ming almost fainted from the smell.
For the first time, he realized that his sense of smell was so sensitive.
"Get out of here …" Jin Gang Jing Ming's Black Gold Battle Body was not a white equipment. He threw the big black man out with both arms.
"Don't be sad, I will always love you …"
The big black man did not care about Jin Gang Jing Ming's rudeness and came over again.
The huge and thick black iron lump could still put on a look of deep love.
Jin Gang Jing Ming was also about to collapse. What's wrong with this world! I'm going to be played by a big black woman!
At this time, Gao Zhengyang also walked to the center of the Death Tournament Ring.
As soon as Gao Zhengyang appeared, he attracted the attention of all the audience. Including the high-level audience of the Death Tournament Tower.
All the Golden Steel race were examining Gao Zhengyang, wanting to see what kind of background this guy who challenged the Samsara of Death had.
Gao Zhengyang's disguised appearance in black battle armor was naturally not seen by any Golden Steel race. His slightly short stature surprised the Golden Steel race audience even more.
The Golden Steel race's battle body was indeed more agile the smaller it was. However, a battle body that was too small could not bear too much power, and it was difficult to guarantee sufficient strength.
Strength, strength, and flexibility had to reach a balanced value.
The Golden Steel race's top powerhouses were all around eight feet tall. This was also the height of the publicly recognized strongest battle body.
Gao Zhengyang was only six feet tall and stood out among the humans. However, among the Golden Steel race, he appeared especially petite.
Having never seen such a short battle body, many Golden Steel race members were naturally full of doubts.
A loud voice came from the sky, announcing the official start of the Samsara of Death challenge.
A nine feet tall black iron lump also walked out of the passage, holding two axes.
The lines of the black iron lump's body were very smooth, clearly different from the stocky and tall Golden Steel race members.
The black iron lump did not say anything. The two axes in his hands danced in a circle before he suddenly strode over.
Before the black iron lump arrived, the axe in his right hand had already turned into a circle, turning into a silver ring of light as it swiftly chopped at Gao Zhengyang.
Many people in the audience of the Golden Steel race opened their mouths wide.
This strike was heavy and fast, far exceeding the standard of an ordinary private. It did not seem inferior to the captain.
Gao Zhengyang did not dodge. He stretched out a finger and gently tapped the huge axe flying over. The huge axe suddenly bounced back at a much faster speed than when it had flown over.
Although the black iron lump's martial technique was powerful, its rank was too low. Faced with a sudden change, it could not dodge in time.
It could only hold the other huge axe horizontally, preparing to parry.
The two axes clashed, but the huge axe that flew back flipped again and chopped at the black iron lump's chest.
The snow-white axe blade pierced through the black iron lump from front to back, looking like the huge axe blade was embedded in it. The fire seed hidden in its chest was also cut.
Driven by the huge axe, the black iron lump's leaping body flew back several dozen feet before crashing to the ground.
The battle had just begun, yet it was over.
Many of the Golden Steel race members recalled the exchange just now, praising Gao Zhengyang's brilliant adaptations.
But no one was surprised. If he dared to participate in the Samsara of Death challenge, it would be a joke if he had to fight for half a day just for the first round.
The first private had just been killed, and the arena where Gao Zhengyang was on rose up.
Another tall Golden Steel race member appeared in front of Gao Zhengyang.
This Golden Steel race member held a thick steel spear in his hand. It looked like the steel beams used to build buildings.
He also did not say a word, raising his spear and stabbing.
Gao Zhengyang sidestepped the spear and casually slapped his opponent's chest with his palm.
With a bang, the tall Golden Steel man exploded into thousands of parts and fragments.
The second battle also ended in a flash.
Some Golden Steel race audience members who had been distracted did not even see the process clearly.
After the battle ended, the arena continued to rise.
At the same time, a voice announced to the audience: Invincible Golden Steel has passed the second round and entered the third round.
"The third round warrior is Second Lieutenant Golden Steel Lie. The battle is over, Invincible Golden Steel wins and enters the fourth round … "
Following that was a series of promotion announcements. Before the warriors defending each round could finish announcing their names, they were already killed by Gao Zhengyang.
Gao Zhengyang was like a hot knife through butter, killing all the way and arriving at the twelfth round.
The defender of this round was Brigadier General Jin Gangfeng, an extremely rare swordsman among the Golden Steel race.
In terms of military rank, Brigadier General was one level lower than Major General. But in terms of strength, he was not necessarily weak.
Jin Gangfeng was an expert among rank seven powerhouses. In order to cultivate swordsmanship, he had changed his battle body many times. His body lines were slender and round, and his height was also controlled within nine feet.
The longsword in his hand was six feet long, and the blade was as thin as paper. Just holding it in his hand, the sharpness of the blade was exceptionally dazzling.
The steel battle bodies of the Golden Steel race were thick and tough, so their weapons were all heavy weapons. Very few people used light swords.
If this kind of sword was not used well, it would not hurt others. Instead, it would easily break the sword.
The fact that Jin Gangfeng dared to use such a sword also proved that his swordsmanship was superb and extraordinary.
It was also Gao Zhengyang's first time seeing a Golden Steel race swordsman, so he was quite curious. He was not in a hurry to make a move.
"Which battle banner are you an expert from? Why have I never heard of you?"
Unlike the previous defenders, Jin Gangfeng was not in a hurry to make a move. He raised his shiny six-foot long sword and asked cautiously.
Jin Gangfeng was very proud of his swordsmanship, but he did not dare to underestimate Gao Zhengyang.
He had been watching the battle before. Gao Zhengyang had casually killed many warriors, and his demeanor of an expert with ease made Jin Gangfeng very afraid.
He had also received orders to interrogate the other party about his background.
Gao Zhengyang said, "What does it matter which battle banner? Does it make a difference?"
There was no expression on his steel visor, and his red eyes were focused, not revealing any emotional fluctuations.
However, for some reason, everyone could sense the indifference coming from Gao Zhengyang.
Jin Gangfeng did not manage to get any information out of him, so he did not waste any more energy. He was a swordsman to begin with and was not good at words, only good at expressing himself with the sword.
The six-foot long sword suddenly tapped, and a cold electric light pierced straight at Gao Zhengyang's eyes. The sword trembled slightly midway, and the sword light split into thousands of beams.
This was not an illusion. Instead, Jin Gangfeng had used his superb control to instantly slash.
The range of the sword slashes was not large, but the continuous slashes caused the sword qi to gather together, stacking the might of the sword slashes and increasing it by several times.
In terms of swordsmanship, Jin Gangfeng was undoubtedly a top-notch swordsman of the Golden Steel race.
Unlike ordinary Golden Steel race members, Jin Gangfeng did not simply rely on his strong physique to beat others. Instead, he consciously combined his body and Essence Qi, using his powerful physical control to push his swordsmanship to a higher level.
This kind of conscious control of Essence Qi and execution of techniques also allowed Jin Gangfeng to have sharper combat directness and a more brilliant combat awareness.
Compared to the human race's Rank 7 swordsmen, although his swordsmanship was somewhat stiff, he was not inferior in terms of sword techniques.
Gao Zhengyang felt that Jin Gangfeng was walking the right path. It would be hard for the Golden Steel race to become a truly strong race by relying solely on their bodies.
Unfortunately, it was easy to have such awareness, but it was very difficult to have such combat awareness.
As Gao Zhengyang's thoughts spun, his feet moved, and he suddenly charged into the layers of snow-white sword light.
With a punch, the six-foot long sword and Jin Gangfeng's nine-foot body shattered at the same time.
The fierce sword light that swept in all directions also dissipated silently.
Only the thunderous sound of the iron fist tearing through the air reverberated endlessly in the arena.
The Golden Steel race spectators on the 17th floor were all speechless.
In the beginning, they had looked down on Gao Zhengyang, who was a nobody.
Especially the name Undefeatable Golden Steel, which made many of the Golden Steel race feel particularly funny.
Gao Zhengyang killing all the way up also made most people put away the thoughts of looking down on him.
Even a famous swordsman like Jin Gangfeng, Gao Zhengyang used one move to resolve the battle.
No matter how funny the name Undefeatable Golden Steel was, Undefeatable Golden Steel this person was a true expert and did not have any funny aspects.
Although no one believed that Gao Zhengyang could clear the Samsara of Death, there was some anticipation in their hearts.
How many years had it been since anyone cleared the Samsara of Death challenge?
Although Gao Zhengyang's identity was unknown, many of the Golden Steel race hoped that someone could create a miracle and hoped to see the birth of a miracle with their own eyes.
This kind of strange thought also made many of the Golden Steel race no longer oppose Gao Zhengyang.
The audience's emotions were currently soaring, and they were getting excited.
The arena rose, and Gao Zhengyang entered the 13th round.
At the same time, the news of someone challenging the Samsara of Death also reached the Golden Steel Thunder's ears.
The Thunder War Flag Marshal, the City Lord of Steel Battle City, Golden Steel Thunder had more than 200 million powerful warriors under him, and the area under his jurisdiction spanned hundreds of millions of miles.
He sat in the Steel Battle City every day and had to deal with all sorts of matters. From the moment he opened his eyes, there was no time to rest.
When he heard that someone challenged the Samsara of Death, he was somewhat happy that someone finally dared to challenge it.
However, when he heard that the person had already challenged the 14th round, he could not help but feel angry. Why did such important news not be mentioned earlier? He could also take the time to watch the show.
"Lord Marshal, it's not that we are slow in reporting. It's that he cleared the rounds too quickly."
As the attendant spoke, he looked at the communication device in his hand and could not help but exclaim in surprise, "He has already cleared the 15th round."
Without waiting for Golden Steel Thunder's instructions, the attendant had already turned on the communication device and transferred the battle in the Tower of Death Tournament over.
In the center of the spacious steel hall, a white screen made of special alloy hung down. Light and shadow continuously converged, finally showing the scene on the arena of the Tower of Death Tournament.
This kind of long-distance light and shadow projection technology was very mature. Even distant voices could be transmitted over faithfully.
On the screen, Gao Zhengyang stood casually, his red eyes like frozen gems, without any light flickering. He looked abnormally cold and deep.
"Where did he come from?" Golden Steel Thunder looked at Gao Zhengyang on the screen and also felt that he was unfamiliar.
Whether it was the outline of his body or the aura he displayed, Gao Zhengyang gave him an abnormally unfamiliar feeling.
The attendant was quite uneasy. He had already sent people to investigate, but they could not find out Gao Zhengyang's identity.
"I can't find out his identity. However, his sponsor is called Golden Steel Jing Ming. He is the Chief of Staff of the Storm War Flag First Army. He is also a rare smart person in this generation. He was even praised by the Supreme Commander. "
Golden Steel Thunder was silent for a moment, then said, "Arrange for Golden Steel Jue Mie to go up."
Since he had already reached the 16th round, he did not dare to be careless.
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