Chapter 1482 Too Cruel, Too Brutal

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"This lord said that as long as you can beat my men, you can be exempted from your slave status." Wang Yan said indifferently, "Rock is just the first one."

Shocked, Wu Bujie almost cried.

But crying is useless. Wu Bujie had to cheer up and fight the barbarian warrior named Magma again. That guy was half a point stronger than Rock, and his strength was more exquisite.

Lydia's eyes were full of sympathy for Wu Bujie, and she felt a sense of sympathy. It seemed that she had been locked in a cage and fought a life-and-death battle with terrible monsters.

Fortunately, Wu Bujie had many unsatisfactory aspects, but after all, he was born in the Prajna Temple, a famous sect in China, and his foundation was very deep. And with the support of the National Non-Government Bureau, he also added a few trump cards.

After swallowing an unknown pill, Wu Bujie's injuries recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his momentum was a little stronger.

"Bang, bang, bang~"

The battle between him and Yan Magma was still a head-on confrontation, neither of them gave an inch. Between each punch and kick, there was an explosion of energy and Buddha's light. Gradually, he showed some of the majesty of the ascetic monks of the Prajna Temple.

Ten minutes later, he hit Yan Magma's chest with a powerful elbow, and blasted its body weighing more than two or three tons more than ten meters away. Yan Magma spit out a few mouthfuls of blood, and finally failed to stand up again.

But in its eyes, it also showed some admiration for Wu Bujie.

This earth human was indeed very weak at the beginning, but as the fight went on, the momentum gradually changed.

The world of hell is like this, the bigger the fist, the truth. Only with great power can you win respect.

Wu Bujie's two consecutive victories finally won the respect of some barbarian warriors. At least, they no longer regarded him as food, and recognized that he was a powerful and capable person.

"This is a bit like it." Wang Yan nodded secretly, Director Han was right. These friends have good strength and potential, the only thing they lack is tempering.

Therefore, Wang Yan happily decided to send a barbarian warrior named Shizhu to accompany Wu Bujie to continue playing.

Rock, magma, stone pillar.

Wu Bujie's eyes were full of despair. How casual were their parents when they named these terrible barbarian warriors?

In desperation, Wu Bujie had to bite the bullet and continue.

Seven!

Even though Wu Bujie had extraordinary potential and a solid foundation, he couldn't stand such a round-robin battle. He fell down again and again, and stood up again and again. Finally, he was squeezed out completely, lying on the ground and couldn't get up again, even if he died, he couldn't get up.

"This little monk underestimated him." Even Wang Yan nodded secretly. He is really worthy of being the direct descendant of Prajna Temple and the next generation of Prajna Temple.

Next, it's Zhang Weidao.

Wang Yan had Wu Bu Jie lifted to one side, and looked at Zhang Weidao with a playful look.

Poor Zhang Weidao shuddered all over, realizing that he was going to the execution ground. But like Wu Bu Jie, he dared not not fight, otherwise he would really be eaten. There was no reason to talk to this group of terrible barbarians.

"Rock, go teach that kid a lesson." Wang Yan said coldly.

Rock? Rock again?

That's right, the barbarian warriors are thick-skinned and have amazing recovery ability. He was injured before, but after a simple treatment, he was a strong and vigorous hero again.

Fortunately, Zhang Weidao is also very powerful, and all kinds of Taoist talismans are dazzling and gorgeous. Moreover, his fighting style is very light and elegant, and he never confronts barbarian warriors head-on.

Such tactics are somewhat similar to magicians.

Of course, there is still a big difference between Taoism and magic in China. Especially the Longhu Mountain lineage, which emphasizes the dual cultivation of sex and life, has a fairly strong melee ability, and also cultivates the talisman sword.

The talisman sword is somewhat similar to the flying sword of Shushan, but it is controlled by talismans, and it is not necessary to spend a lifetime, or even generations, like Shushan to nurture a flying sword.

Naturally, the power of the talisman sword is still slightly inferior to that of the flying sword, especially it cannot reach the point where the sword follows my heart and the sword and the man are one.

But Taoism also has its advantages, that is, Taoism is diverse.

A strong man who is proficient in Taoism can adapt to any combat method. For example, if he encounters a barbarian warrior who is good at melee combat, the Taoist priest can perform various gorgeous Taoist arts, fight with him, and consume him continuously.

And through pre-made talismans, the consumption during the battle can be minimized to the greatest extent.

This battle took more than half an hour before Zhang Weidao defeated the rock.

Although the fight was not as exciting as Wu Bujie, it was also very gorgeous and beautiful. Especially the various Taoist arts, even Wang Yan secretly praised them. It is worthy of being a sect with thousands of years of accumulation. Zhang Weidao is indeed blessed by nature.

But Wang Yan would not let him relax. Naturally, the barbarian warriors such as magma and rotten wood took turns to serve him.

After a long time, Zhang Weidao fell to the hands of Wang Yan's eighth subordinate, collapsed to the ground, and refused to get up again.

Then Shentu Tianlu appeared. He was not like the first two who were protected by the sect. The only thing he was blessed by nature was his very strange and interesting ability. He could swallow various metals, constantly strengthen himself, and semi-metallize his body to form various strange forms.

In a sense, he was more like a liquid metal bioman.

This superpower can create countless miracles if used well.

Even Wang Yan, who is well-informed, has never seen a second superpower like this in the world.

It makes sense that Director Han wants to focus on training him.

Soon, Shentu Tianlu defeated the rock with his strange superpower, followed by the second and the third. After defeating nine half-step S-level barbarian warriors, he lay down exhausted, rolled up a few rocks with high metal content with his tentacles, and ate them.

With the wonderful performance of the three people, Wang Yan's current subordinates have also made a huge change in their views on the three earth humans. Even the pure-blooded Purgatory Demon Chihuo looked at them with a little more solemnity.

Half-step S-level has this kind of strength. Once promoted to S-level, it will definitely be extraordinary.

"Pah, pah, pah~"

Wang Yan stood up and clapped his hands. His ferocious demon face was expressionless. "Not bad, not bad. You three are beyond my expectations."

Zhang Weidao and the other two were delighted. It seemed that they were appreciated. Now they don't have to be slaves.

"It's a pity that you couldn't defeat my men and can only serve as slaves." Wang Yan waved his hand and said, "Lydia, put slave collars on them."

What?

They have done this, and they can only be slaves? Now the three of them have exhausted their physical strength and have no chance to resist. They cried and let Lydia put collars on them.

At this point, Wang Yan sneered, "I forgot to tell you that after wearing slave collars, your lives are in the hands of this lord. As long as this lord has a thought, your heads will explode."

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For a while, Zhang Weidao and the other two burst into tears. Hell is too cruel and brutal.

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