Madman lay on the ground and did not get up again. In the end, he was dragged down by two Steel Mane warriors. Of course, Madman was not dead. After being dragged back to the T36 viewing area, the people from Luxury Emperor were shocked to find that Madman had multiple fractures all over his body.
"What's going on?" Luxury Emperor was horrified.
It was normal that he did not know what was going on. Only the masters in the audience could see that Ding Meng had used both his hands and legs to attack Madman's seven vital points. Ordinary people could not even see his movements clearly.
This Madman, who was regarded as a thorn in Du Hong's side, could not even survive one hit from Ding Meng. In the end, it was because Ding Meng was too strong.
At this time, the entire arena changed. With the center of the arena as the center, multiple probes appeared in all directions. These probes emitted pure white energy beams that were as thin as steel wires. They completely sealed off the entire arena. It was like a steel wire net that covered the entire arena, except that the steel wires had turned into lasers.
"Brother Ding, be careful. It's upgraded to hardcore mode!" Du Hong exclaimed.
In fact, Ding Meng had already noticed these hidden things when he entered the arena. He also vaguely guessed that this would happen sooner or later. As soon as these lasers were created, the contestants would have to fight to the death. This was because no matter who accidentally bumped into the lasers, they would either be cut or burned. It was impossible for them to fall out of the arena.
The subtitles on the screen finally changed: T30 VST80!
A gap automatically opened in the lasers. Someone immediately entered the arena through the gap. After entering, the lasers returned to normal.
This time, the person who entered the arena caused a tsunami of screams from the audience. Most of them were from the Steel Mane warriors. This was because the person who entered the arena was a Steel Mane warrior with a war hammer. This person was more than three meters tall and had dark blue hair. Unfortunately, his left arm was broken at the shoulder.
Du Hong and the others looked at each other with horror in their eyes. This person from the T80 area was probably not the original intention of the T80 organization. He might be someone from the management.
Ding Meng did not underestimate this Steel Mane Warrior. To be precise, this person was a Steel Mane Elder, and his hair was proof of that. However, a broken arm was equivalent to losing half of his combat power. Even so, he still could not be underestimated.
In the Norse Empire's standards, a Steel Mane Warrior was equivalent to an Origin Warrior. The strength of an Elite Warrior was between a War Elder and a Beginner Warrior. An Elder Warrior was between a Mid-Level Warrior and a Mid-Level Warrior. A Warlord was almost always a Warlord. Only a Warlord was qualified to be a Warlord.
After the Steel Mane Elder appeared, he didn't waste any time. First, he raised his war hammer and howled at the sky. His voice was manic, and his aura was oppressive. Ding Meng suddenly felt a fierce aura coming towards him.
This was the unique fighting style of the Steel Mane race. It was similar to the Viking battle cry of the human world. When the Steel Mane warriors gathered together and roared, many weak human soldiers would be scared out of their wits just by hearing this barbaric battle cry.
When the Elder roared, all the Steel Mane Warriors roared as well. Du Hong and the other humans' ears were buzzing, and they could not help but feel a little dizzy.
This was Ding Meng's first time fighting against a Steel Mane Warrior. After the Elder roared, he raised his hand decisively. The war hammer that was almost two meters long flew toward Ding Meng like a missile. Ding Meng was not in a hurry. He dodged to the side.
At this time, the Elder moved. He ran toward Ding Meng like a war chariot. His footsteps were many times stronger than Lunatic's. It felt like the arena was going to collapse.
The war hammer did not hit Ding Meng. Instead, it hit the Splitting Net. Strangely, the war hammer was not burned by the laser. Instead, the Splitting Net emitted a large amount of energy sparks. Then, the war hammer actually bounced back. The Elder, who was running halfway, reached out his hand to catch it and smashed it down.
With a muffled boom, the war hammer hit the steel plate on the ground. A ring of air wave was visible to the naked eye. Ding Meng retreated along with the air wave.
At this time, something incredible happened. After the Elder's two strikes missed, the dark blue hair on his chest suddenly grew four to five meters long. It wrapped around Ding Meng like two bundles of rope and tied Ding Meng up.
This was the magical effect of the Steel Mane Warrior's hair. This dark blue hair was extremely flexible. Even the ordinary alloy blades of the Empire could not cut it. After being tied up, the more one struggled, the tighter the hair would become.
After Ding Meng was tied up, the Elder approached again. He raised his hand and smashed again. This time, it was very difficult to dodge.
However, it was a pity that this elder had lost an arm. After missing the second hammer strike, he stood up to strike the third time. For an expert like Ding Meng, this little bit of hesitation was undoubtedly a huge flaw.
With a loud boom, the war hammer was kicked back by Ding Meng's outer instep. The Elder reacted quickly. He used the force to support the war hammer on the ground. Then, he stretched his body and kicked Ding Meng's head.
The strength of this kick was so strong that the audience held their breaths. The sound of the metal boots breaking through the air was like a sharp whistle. It was not hard to imagine how a human body could withstand the strength of this kick.
"Peng!" Ding Meng's head was indeed kicked, and her whole body was immediately sent flying. Of course, this kick didn't cause her to fly backwards. Ding Meng somersaulted a few times in the air before landing twenty meters away. Her body seemed to be somewhat unstable.
"Ouch …"
The Steel Mane Tribe collectively let out a long sigh.
Du Hong was so scared that he broke out in cold sweat. Fortunately, this kick did not kill Ding Meng because he had bet 5000 Star Coins on Ding Meng.
He did not know that Ding Meng was "acting" at this moment. Firstly, Ding Meng wanted to see the fighting style of the Steel Mane Tribe. Secondly, he did not want to expose too much of his strength.
How many times had Ding Meng's body been cleansed by Origin Energy?
It could be said that his body was made of super alloy. This kick was nothing compared to a drizzle.
The Elder did not hesitate. When he saw that Ding Meng did not fall, he decisively flew into the air and actually used his head to hit Ding Meng, who had not yet stabilized himself. At the same time, his huge body was faintly wrapped in a layer of blue light. Obviously, he had used a powerful skill.
This time, he could not act anymore!
In the eyes of Du Hong and the others, the Elder had clearly hit Ding Meng, but for some reason, it was Ding Meng who took advantage of the momentum to throw the Elder over his shoulder.
The force behind this throw was not weak either. The Elder actually fell onto the splitting net at the edge of the ring.
There was another series of crackling sounds. The lasers from the splitting net did not cause any fatal damage to the Elder. Part of the metal armor on his back was melted, and some of his hair was burned.
Xiao Ai said, "This is where the Norse Empire is at a disadvantage. After the Steel Mane Tribe devours metal, they will also grow tempered skin. Normal energy weapons will not do much damage to them."
Ding Meng nodded to himself. The Steel Mane Tribe was indeed brave and fearless in battle. The frontline soldiers of the Empire would definitely be at a disadvantage if they fought against such a fierce enemy.
After being burned by the splitting net, the Elder was not convinced. He roared again and charged at Ding Meng at an even faster speed. It felt like this guy was going to die together with Ding Meng.
You shouldn't have come again!
Ding Meng was a little speechless. This was a typical fighting style of a ruffian.
"Pa!"
"Bang! Bang!"
White light flashed in the ring, and green smoke rose. The Elder was once again thrown over the shoulder by Ding Meng onto the other side of the splitting net.
This time, the audience knew that the Steel Mane Tribe Elder was definitely not Ding Meng's match. If he was not disabled, he might still be able to fight.
However, the Steel Mane Tribe Elder's tenacity was not to be underestimated. The Elder's hair was disheveled from the splitting net, and his armor was melting. He charged at the net again and again, but for some reason, Ding Meng would throw him over his shoulder. He was clearly prepared, but he could not avoid it.
After being thrown out again, the splitting net did not burn him anymore. A gap appeared in the net, and he was thrown out of the ring.
"Ouch!"
This time, all the human audience sighed in disappointment.
It was obvious that the management did something in the control room. They did not want the Steel Mane Tribe Elder to be injured.
In the VIP room, Lian Luo was satisfied. "What's the name of this human warrior?"
Han Xing quickly replied, "His name is Ding Meng. He's part of the Norse Empire's special forces fleet."
"Special forces fleet?" Lian Luo's expression became thoughtful. "No wonder he's good at fighting. I want this guy."
Hearing this, Sam showed a playful smile. "Then we'll go with the old rules?"
Lian Luo sneered. "This kid is at least elite level. I'll bet 'two' that he will lose the next round. You arrange it."
Sam laughed. "That's not a problem."
Han Xing's mouth twitched. The 'two' that Lian Luo mentioned was a bet of two million galactic coins. If Ding Meng lost, Sam would have to pay double. This was not a small bet.
Two million galactic coins was nothing to the big corporations in the Norse Empire, but in the Akasina concentration camp, it was enough to buy a lot of war supplies. Therefore, the bets between the two were usually made in the tournament.
The words on the screen changed again. "T30 vs ST40!"
Du Hong believed that the greatest threat he faced was from the T36 and T40 combatants. Earlier, Madman had been dealt with by Ding Meng, and Ding Meng had even taken care of a crippled Steel Mane Elder. Now, the T40 combatants could no longer sit still.
Everyone was well aware that a minor character like Du Hong had no right to share the crystal matrix.
They did not know where this Ding Meng came from. They were afraid that he was a newcomer, because they did not know how strong a newcomer was.
Soon, a gap appeared in the net. This time, it was not one person who went on stage, but three people.
"Oh no!" Fang exclaimed. "They've sent Viper, Cang Liu, and Old Ke up together."
Du Hong's face was grim. These were the three strongest fighters in T40. None of them were weaker than Meng Chen or Tong Yao. The three of them were working together to deal with Ding Meng. It was clear that T40 wanted to kick Du Hong out of the tournament.
"Brother Hong, should we bet?" Fang was very nervous. She clearly did not have much confidence in Ding Meng.
"Yes!"
Du Hong said through gritted teeth. He had no way out. All his hopes were pinned on Ding Meng. "Bet 30,000 on Ding Meng to win!"
"Hiss —" Fang felt her throat tremble. Were they going to put in a lot of money?