My life can't be a harem game!

"Hit, hit it for me!"

The long conical spear in his hand had been stabbed to the extreme, and only waves of silver could be seen. The Centaur had used all he had learned in his life, with the only goal being to completely defeat the man in front of him.

It would be great to get rid of the others beforehand.

Both the Centaur race itself and the Knight's Spear are good at medium-range attacks. If I hadn't dealt with the other opponents first to make room on the fighting arena, I really wouldn't be able to go on now.

The speed was too fast. No matter how fast he moved his spear and horse, he couldn't hit him. It was like hitting a feather with a hammer. He was blown away without even touching the airflow. From the perspective of others, it seemed like he was suppressing him, but -

"Don't stop. If you stop the battle will be over."

The words of the man who was moving through the dense gun shadows were so clear, so clear that I couldn't say anything to refute him.

If the gun stops, you will definitely lose!

It wasn't just the conclusion he drew from the opponent's strange way of dodging. More importantly, during the charge and stabbing just now, his own physical strength was less than one tenth. Now he had to gather his strength to continue this continuous attack. If he stopped, he would definitely be counterattacked.

What’s going on with this human, why is he so fast, and why does he seem to be very familiar with his own shooting skills?

"..."

Walking in the sea of ​​silver spears, Lu Fengxian dodged the silver spear that was facing his forehead by leaning forward. He gently exerted force on his heels and rushed his body upwards quickly, dodging another sweep.

He didn't want to attract attention so he concealed his strength. He originally thought that the so-called competition was a one-on-one match. He also planned to finish the battle instantly and go back. Now it seems that his plan has failed.

Of course, he also had the choice of defeating the Centaur and then waiting for the next challenger to come up, but compared to letting the Centaur attract all the attention on his behalf, it would be too stupid to just step forward.

Can't it be over soon?

He dodged his opponent's direct attack by leaning sideways again. Lu Fengxian took the time to look at the other fighting arenas where challengers occasionally went up to challenge and were knocked down, and sighed softly.

"You look down on us Centaurs!"

It was this look that completely angered the old Centaur who was attacking frantically. Without hesitation, he stopped the attack and quickly retreated a few steps.

Lu Fengxian did not chase him the moment he stopped, but also took two steps back to keep some distance, looking at the old centaur in front of him with confusion.

"Human, what do you mean?" The middle-aged Centaur glared at Lu Fengxian opposite him and thrust the spear in his hand into the ground.

Lu Fengxian tilted his head, puzzled, "Huh?"

"Don't play dumb. Why would you look elsewhere during a fight? Do you look down on my Centaur's combined spear and carbine skills?" His eyes seemed to be bleeding. "I don't know which Centaur you fought with, but if you think that all Centaur spear skills are the same, you are totally wrong."

The other party is so familiar with the Centaurs' spearmanship that he must have fought with the Centaurs somewhere.

The old Centaur put a conclusion to the situation.

"No, I haven't fought a centaur."

He tilted his head, blinked, and then recalled whether he had ever fought with a centaur as the old man in front of him said, and finally Lu Fengxian came to a conclusion.

"This is just the first time you and I have ever met. By the way, you are the first Centaur I have ever seen."

"Then how could you dodge me so easily..." The Centaur widened his eyes, looking as if he didn't believe him.

"The moves are too simple. There is no speed to rely on, and they are not clever enough. There is no killing intent in each shot. To be honest, I also want to ask you something."

When Lu Fengxian said this, he paused, put his fingers against his head, and asked with a terrifying look, "Sir, why are you standing on this stage?"

"For victory, of course!" the middle-aged Centaur sneered, as if laughing at his stupid question.

Lu Fengxian didn't care about this. Instead, he stretched out his hands and continued to ask the other party, "Why do you want to win? What about faith? Is there any reason? Do you want to achieve your goal? Or is it just because of interest?"

"How could it be out of interest? You strange human, weak creatures like you will never understand."

The middle-aged centaur kept stomping his hooves on the ground and said angrily, "The normal lifespan of us centaurs is only eighty years. Because we die too easily, we are called short-lived by other races. After winning this strongest competition, I want to make a wish to let all Asian races know how powerful we centaurs are. You..."

He was about to continue speaking but was interrupted by Lu Fengxian's disgusting words.

"Can you shut up now?" Lv Fengxian had already slowly walked towards the other party when he said this. The disgust in his eyes made the Centaur vaguely uneasy. "Is the purpose of participating in this competition to prove to all the sub-humans how powerful you Centaurs are? Haha, this purpose, this belief, is really..."

He clenched his fists for the first time since entering the arena, and his disgusted look suddenly turned into ferocity.

"It makes me sick to the point of wanting to throw up."

He wanted to kill and stuff the head of this bastard in front of him into his big ass. I was actually fighting with someone who had such an idea, and we fought for so long as if it was a game?

It's like eating a cockroach. It's just disgusting. Disgusting...

And if you think about it carefully, most of the contestants present have the same idea. It feels like walking among a pile of cockroaches. When you think that your opponents are guys with such ideas, instead of defeating them, you would rather crush them like stepping on cockroaches.

"Those who are playing racial glory games should get out of here."

167. Successful promotion and invitation

Either he successfully walked out of the subhuman area with the medicine to cure Mengchan, or he died on the fighting stage of the strongest male competition, at the hands of an opponent with faith...

It was really my first time to go on stage, and it was really my first time to fight in such a formal setting.

The cheers of hundreds of thousands of people and the noisy environment, I have simulated in my mind many times the strange conditions that might occur to me at that time. Even being frightened by those sub-humans was within my consideration. However, I have never thought about the anger in my heart when I felt that their determination to participate in the competition was so absurd.

It's like playing a game, without any burden, it's really...

“That’s too much.”

Looking down at the Centaur lying on the ground in pain, Lu Fengxian said softly, there was an obvious dent on his arm, which was the result of the punch he had just received.

I could wait until the opponent's energy was completely exhausted before attacking. This way, I would probably not be counterattacked by the opponent, but I didn't want to see the opponent for even a second.

Get out of here, die, get out of my sight...

disappear.

"It doesn't matter how many of you come up, it doesn't matter if you surround me, just be serious and think that it doesn't matter if you kill me."

Squatting on the fighting stage, Lu Fengxian's voice was not loud, but the demihumans surrounding him could hear what he was saying. When they looked at him, they found that the other's eyes were full of rage, which was completely opposite to his squatting posture. It was a rage without a trace of hesitation.

“Puff, you, a human, actually dare to speak like that. It seems that you have forgotten your identity after just a few moves. Come, let me—”

"boom!"

A pigman climbed up from the edge of the fighting arena, grinning as he tried to announce his name, but his bloated face was kicked hard by the opponent, and the two fangs sticking out from the corners of his mouth were broken, and he fainted five meters away from the arena...

"next."

Lu Fengxian wiped the dust off his leg with the hand that was not pierced by the Centaur, looked up at the demi-humans around him, and spoke in a calm tone.

This time, I didn’t go up again.

Kicking a pig man weighing 1.5 tons away with one kick is enough to explain the problem.

Are humans so powerful?

At the same time, on another arena among the one hundred arenas, a "human" was being questioned in another sense.

"You damned monster, you are not human, you can never be human!"

"You're right, I'm not human!"

"So who are you?!"

Lizardmen are a brave, warlike and united social race. Yes, they are quite brave, warlike and united. Without understanding the situation before, more than ten lizardmen gathered together to face the emergency together.

A very good choice. Although the individual combat power of Lizardmen is not weak, they are undoubtedly much weaker than those other species of sub-humans that weigh one ton. Rather than being eliminated in batches in other arenas, it is better to work together to help a Lizardman get through the first level.

I will never be able to forget what happened just now. The human in black tights beat all the lizardmen with just his fists, making them spit blood and leave the scene. In the end, only I was left... the strongest lizardman warrior in the entire swamp lizardman tribe.

"I am not a human, I am justice, I am the archangel of justice!" said the archangel, and struck a pose he had thought of in advance, fully highlighting the muscles in his body and the huge thing between his legs. The degree of attention-grabbing was enough to reach MAX!

It seems that this guy not only has problems with his dressing, but also his brain is not normal!

"Brother, avenge us."

A spear was thrown up, and the lizard warrior took it subconsciously. He turned around and found that it was the spear that was passed to his tribe by his brothers who were knocked down by this Ben Tai before.

She once thought about taking a rest downstairs and then coming up to fight this Bian Tai for three hundred rounds using the wolf pack tactics, but was stopped by the ghost protector next to her. Although she had no objection to the difference in numbers, it was obviously too shameless to switch between them.

"If you still have those two things down there, don't give me this despicable fight."

The original words were still fresh in my mind, how could I not obey? You know, even if you count the old, young, women and children, the lizardmen can only be considered a second-rate race, which is a big gap from the first-rate races, not to mention the top of the top like the ghost race.

Since humans can't go up, let's let the weapons go up on our behalf. As soon as this idea came up, we put it into action. And it was completely different from the previous time when we wanted to go up. This time, the ghost protector next to us turned a blind eye.

"Human, we Lizardmen are best at using spears. Although it is unfair to allow you this, this is an opportunity for us to prove our Lizardmen..."

The lizardman warrior, who was obviously a head taller than the other lizardmen, grabbed the spear and swung it, creating beautiful blade flowers. He looked helpless and it seemed as if the scales on his face were about to fall off.

The opponent is obviously a human, but they still need to use the power of weapons to barely fight him. The last time this happened in the Lizardmen was probably during the Heroic Era, right?

"It's okay, little lizard, it's just a spear. Justice never cares about such trivial matters."

On the other hand, the Archangel, seeing the lizard warrior was obviously a little depressed, consoled him despite his hostility towards him, "You are so weak, evil, it will feel the same whether you take it or not."

He is poor at speaking and lacks common sense. Even if he has acquired some memories that he shouldn't have in his time, he still says whatever he thinks like a child.

"Humanity!"

With just one sentence, the Lizardman Warrior's concerns were dispelled. After a loud roar, the sharp spear stabbed directly at the Archangel's chest. No matter which direction the Archangel dodged, he had absolute confidence that he could use the wooden pole to knock him out of the field.

Let him change his self-righteous ideas first. If the protector allows him to come up later, he can fight again. If the protector does not allow him to come up again, he will win!

Unexpectedly, facing the fierce spear, the Archangel not only did not dodge, but did not even shake his body. He just stared at the sharp spear stabbing into his chest.

Ding!

A sound that should never be made when weapons collide with human flesh was heard. The Lizard Warrior's spear stood still... no, it was firmly stuck in the opponent's chest, but the spear tip that was emitting cold light could not move forward even a millimeter!

"Card....."

The unconvinced Lizardman warriors pushed forward with all their might but to no avail. Their spears were more like hitting a hill of pure steel than human flesh, and they were completely unable to move forward. Rather than piercing the opponent's body, the spear shaft in their hands was the first to collapse.

"This is impossible!"

"So, weak evil is still evil when it takes up weapons."

It’s hard to tell what expression he has on his masked face, but from his tone one can tell that he must be full of regrets.

He made a palm-shaped right hand, and then slashed hard at the spear that was pressed against his chest.

The spear that had accompanied the Lizardman warrior for many years broke horribly and fell to the ground.

"Come on, justice will strike back, little evil, please be prepared."

The Archangel made a classic muscle-flexing pose and said with a smile, accompanied by the lizardman warrior's fearful gaze and trembling sharp fangs.

Is this guy really a living creature?

..........

The first game ended with the loser's cries of unwillingness.

The time was extremely short. Compared to a one-on-one competition which takes at least three or four days to decide all the candidates, it was much faster. In just twenty-four hours, all the winners on the stage were decided. The number of official contestants decreased from tens of thousands to nearly a thousand, and most of them were not in good condition. The worse ones lay on the ground gasping for breath like dead dogs when they heard that the competition was over and all the candidates had been decided.

Compared to a one-time explosive power, it tests willpower and endurance more. The endless stream of opponents coming up from below is simply a test of the limits of your spirit. Once you can't hold on and fall to the ground, you can never get up again.

There were 937 contestants remaining, among whom people from the ten major races were all intact, standing upright on the stage until the announcement of their disbandment. Seventy percent of the rest ended up falling to the ground, 20 percent were barely holding on, and one percent were normal.

Lu Fengxian was among them, sitting silently on a hill formed by pigmen and ending his first game.

It's really annoying. I was targeted by it when I defeated the first pigman. After I defeated the second pigman, the third one appeared, and then the fourth one...

He repeated this over and over again. In order to prevent those pigmen who had not lost consciousness from attacking him, he simply knocked them out on the ring. Although the other pigmen were aggressive towards him, he still restrained himself when he saw that they were his compatriots under his feet.

This tragic situation finally occurred...

Walking down the meat mountain one step deep and one step shallow, occasionally one or two pigmen would regain consciousness and wake up groaning. Every time this happened, I would mercifully use my feet to send them back to sleep.

The person standing in front of him was a short-haired ghost girl wearing sunglasses. She was also the protector of his arena and the woman who was supposed to stop those pigmen from coming up again.

"What's up?"

I was not interested in her, but since she blocked my way back, I had to ask her what was going on.

"Nothing, I just wanted to ask how you are feeling."

"my body?"

"Yes, that body that was riddled with holes and looked like it was about to break down."

Only then did Lu Fengxian realize that his body was covered with wounds. Even his mask was torn. His right arm was injured by the Centaur's spurs, and his ribs were broken by the Pigman's punches...

pain.

I was so excited the whole time that I didn't notice it. Now that I realize it, it really hurts.