Chapter 44 You call this resistance?"Please prepare yourselves, all Jia-level contestants, and enter the competition venue in an orderly manner!" "Repeat it again..." Hearing the voice coming from the radio, Jiang Lan waved his hand and said, "I'm leaving first." After saying that, he walked towards the competition venue. Seeing this, Wang Ye followed Jiang Lan and walked towards the competition venue. "Are you also in Group A?" Jiang Lan paused and asked. "No." Wang Ye opened the note in his hand and raised it to Jiang Lan. "I'm from Team D. I just want to see how strong you are so I can have a better idea of your abilities." Wang Ye said this lightly, but there seemed to be something hidden deep in his eyes. He couldn't say that he could tell the strength of all the aliens present at a glance, but with his instinct as a sorcerer, he could guess it almost exactly.
The only difference was Jiang Lan. Even though she was standing in front of him, he couldn't tell how powerful Jiang Lan was. In his eyes, Jiang Lan was no different from an ordinary person when he was chatting just now, but when he showed his murderous intent, he became like a ferocious beast that was ready to eat its prey. …… …… Inside the arena. Jiang Lan just glanced at his three opponents and looked towards the audience with a lack of interest. If we have to evaluate the opponent of this game, Jiang Lan can still be described in those four words. Poorly weak. It cannot be said that there was no threat to him at all. If he stood there and let those three men attack him for a few minutes, he would definitely get hurt. But obviously, Jiang Lan would never give them such an opportunity. He exchanged glances with Wang Ye in the audience and heard an impatient voice in his ears. "I'm telling you, kid, do you want to fight? Come on stage and see for yourself. Your father is here!" Jiang Lan was stunned for a moment, then his eyes turned cold and the murderous aura spread out from his body, causing the temperature in the entire venue to drop by several degrees. That's because his emotions are not affected now, otherwise, the person who spoke just now would have become dumpling stuffing. "I declare! The game of the Armored Ink Snake Team begins!" Seeing this, the referee standing outside the field loudly announced the start of the game. Jiang Lan turned his head slightly and looked at the man who had just spoken rudely. The man had a bald head and a circle of iron chains wrapped around his body, and there was a faint metallic glow on his body. Feeling the overwhelming murderous aura, the bald man swallowed hard.
He just thought Jiang Lan was a pretty boy, so he dared to mock him like that. But who could have imagined that the aura emanating from this pretty boy would be so terrifying? Although he felt a little regretful, the bald man also knew that he definitely couldn't give in under the current circumstances. Once he did, all the momentum he had just accumulated would vanish into thin air. Thinking of this, he gritted his teeth and said: "What are you looking at? I'm talking about you!" Jiang Lan let out a long breath, and his eyes turned a little red. The familiar violent emotions flooded my brain like a tide. But for some reason, although the degree of the impact this time was even greater than before, he had no feeling at all that his own consciousness was being swallowed up. On the contrary, there seemed to be a clear dividing line between the beast's ferocious nature and his own consciousness. Jiang Lan found it hard to describe this feeling. Affected, but not completely affected. Even though his desire to kill was extremely strong, he could barely control himself and not lose control completely. Behind Jiang Lan, a ferocious beast with a sheep's body and a human face slowly emerged, with a pair of huge scarlet beast eyes under its armpits, staring at the bald man. "Roar--" The beast opened its bloody mouth and let out an extremely ferocious roar. Although the sound seemed to come from the mouth of the ferocious beast, it actually came from Jiang Lan's dantian. Jiang Lan himself also had scarlet eyes. His dark pupils looked particularly creepy in the red. A pair of pitch-black nails grew at a speed visible to the naked eye. In the blink of an eye, they grew to a length of more than ten centimeters, reflecting an unsettling faint light. The bald guy had never seen such a scene before. The moment he saw the ferocious beast, his defense was immediately broken, and he frantically wanted to shout the word "surrender". But for some reason, his throat seemed to be stuck, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't make a sound. Standing next to the bald man were two other strange people. Seeing this situation, the two looked at each other, swallowed their saliva, and said with difficulty: "I surrender!" Are you kidding? They are just here to participate in the Luotian Grand Ceremony, not to risk their lives. The referee was also nervous when he saw this, and said loudly: "Jiang Lan, you are strictly prohibited from hurting anyone during the competition!" Hearing this, Jiang Lan turned his head to look at the referee, and an overwhelming murderous aura rushed towards the referee, making him even shed a few drops of cold sweat unconsciously. The bald man felt that the evil spirit around him had disappeared a lot, and he immediately raised his hand and shouted loudly: "I admit it..." Before he could even utter the word "lose", the bald man felt a flash before his eyes, followed by a sharp pain sweeping through his brain. "laugh--" The sound of a sharp blade entering flesh was heard, and Jiang Lan's nails dug deeply into the bald man's arm, and then rotated them a few times inside. However, he was very measured in his attack and did not injure any meridians. Apart from the pain, it was only a minor injury at most and did not count as a violation of the rules of the game.
"what!" The bald man howled miserably and twisted his body wildly, trying to escape from Jiang Lan. The nails on Jiang Lan's left hand instantly returned to their original shape. He stretched out his hand and grabbed the bald man's neck, actually lifting him up from the ground. The bald man used his only remaining intact arm to try to move Jiang Lan's hand away. But Jiang Lan's hands were like iron clamps, tightly holding his neck, and no matter how hard he tried, he was not shaken at all. "I think……" Before he could finish, Jiang Lan's right fingernails disappeared instantly and pinched the bald man's chin like lightning. "Click——" The sound of bones breaking was heard, and the bald man's jaw was crushed in an instant, with blood flowing out of his mouth. Jiang Lan still looked at the other person coldly, with no intention of letting go. Finally, the referee outside the field couldn't sit still anymore. Even if you are made of iron, you can't withstand such harm! If there were two more hits, the bald guy would have died on the spot. "Jiang Lan! Your opponent has lost the ability to resist. You win!" Jiang Lan frowned and pinched the bald man's neck. "Isn't this still resisting?" The bald man was originally a horizontal practitioner, and although he suffered a lot of injuries, none of them were fatal. The fear of death at this moment made him almost crazy. Although his consciousness was already blurred, his intact hand was still waving wildly, trying to break free from Jiang Lan's restraints. Obviously, the referee also saw this scene. He wanted to say that this couldn't be called resistance, but after looking at Jiang Lan, he couldn't say it out loud. He just said unconfidently: "During the competition, no one may be killed..." (End of this chapter)