The huge iron gate was slowly pulled up amidst the groaning sound of the winch, and a smell of sweat, blood and sour rot that had not been bathed for a long time spurted out from the depths of Block D prison like a flood that had been accumulated for a long time.
The roars, smashing sounds, and chains hitting each other were intertwined, causing the ground of Training Ground to tremble slightly.
The T-shaped Prison was indeed in chaos. Thousands of prisoners who had been hungry for two days and two nights were opened by someone who didn't know who opened the cell door. They were like a group of hungry ghosts crawling out of hell, with red eyes, grabbing iron bars, wooden sticks, and even sharpened bones removed from the torture rack, and rushed towards the exit crazily.
"Kill out! There will be meat to eat!"
"Robbing! Robbing these stupid jailers!"
That is pure animality, madness driven by survival instinct.
The faces of the other candidates changed as they looked at the mobs coming in like a tide. Although they were experts, they were still made of flesh and blood. Faced with an impact of this magnitude, even Meridian Opening Realm experts would not be able to suppress them with their momentum alone if they did not use their deadly hands to kill people and establish their power.
"How to do this? Not killing people? Let them eat us alive?" A warden from Block G prison cursed and pulled out Waist Knife, but he did not dare to actually cut it, so he could only fight and retreat with his men, trying to defend the flank.
Zhao Kuo snorted coldly. He had obviously been prepared. He waved his hand, and a dozen of his followers immediately formed a battle formation, holding special shields and Blunt Weapon in their hands, pushing them up like a rock.
"Hit me! As long as you don't kill me, breaking your hands and feet doesn't count as murder!" Zhao Kuo yelled, True Qi cheered, and knocked away the prisoners who were rushing at the front.
This is indeed a method, but it is too slow and too tiring. There are thousands of thugs, and they have to beat them until they are weak just by breaking their hands and feet.
Just when everyone was in a hurry, Fang Mo moved.
He didn't bring any shield, and he didn't pull out the Blood Soul Blade. He just stood with his hands behind his back, and didn't even speed up his steps. He walked towards the surging crowd like he was taking a walk in the back garden after a meal.
"Fang Mo is crazy?" The Red Robe Fire Judge on the stage frowned, "Even I don't dare to blame this situation."
Li Yan picked up the teacup and hid the sneer at the corner of his mouth, "Perhaps there is something special about Fang warden? Let's wait and see."
He is waiting. Waiting for Fang Mo to be overwhelmed by those thugs, waiting for Fang Mo to be unable to resist drawing his sword to kill. As long as Fang Mo kills one, he will lose this round of assessment. If he does not kill, he will be trampled to death.
Iron Bull wanted to step forward to protect Fang Mo, but Fang Mo raised his hand to stop him.
"Just watch it."
Fang Mo walked ten steps in front of the crowd.
A One-Eyed Bandit rushed at the front, waving a thorny Wolf Tooth Club in his hand. Looking at this thin-skinned and tender-fleshed jailer, he screamed with excitement, "Where did you come from, a pretty boy! Die!"
Wolf Tooth Club crashed down with the sound of howling wind.
Fang Mo didn't hide. He just raised his eyelids and glanced at the gangster.
That left eye was as dark as an abyss.
[Prison Suppressor·Deterrence], fully open.
That is not a deterrent against a certain person, but an absolute suppression from Food Chain Apex.
That's the look in Warden's eyes when inspecting the prison cage.
The gangster's movements froze in mid-air. He felt that he was not facing a person, but a towering Demon God. There was no murderous intention in those eyes, only a kind of indifference like looking at a dead thing, as if if he dared to move again, he would immediately be driven away.
"Get lost."
Fang Mo Speak out one word lightly.
This word did not have much sound, but it exploded in the minds of all the prisoners.
The Wolf Tooth Club in the gangster's hand fell to the ground with a clang. His legs softened, and he knelt down with a thud in front of everyone. His whole body was shaking like chaff, and his crotch was instantly wet.
Immediately afterwards, a strange scene happened.
Fang Mo Take a step forward.
The row of vicious thugs in front seemed to have been hit by an invisible wall, and they all retreated. The people behind were still rushing forward, and the two crowds collided and instantly became a mess.
"Who is that?"
"It's that Calamity Star! It's the Calamity Star who demolished the house in Block C, Room Shen prison!"
"I saw him in Western Desert! He kills people for food! He is a man-eating devil!"
Fear is contagious, especially among criminals who have an instinctive fear of the strong. They may not be afraid of death, but they are afraid of the unknown fear that transcends death.
Fang Mo Every time he takes a step forward, the suffocating pressure becomes stronger.
The five Divine Treasurys in his body roared, and the auras of the five God Kings intertwined together, turning into a substantial black aura that enveloped the entire Training Grounds.
"I'll count to three."
Fang Mo stopped and stood in the center of the crowd. The surroundings were obviously crowded, but a circle with a diameter of three feet was left for him.
"Those who are still standing will no longer have to stand in the future."
"One."
As soon as the sound came out, the three hundred people in the front row all fell to their knees. This was an instinctive reaction that the leg bones could not bear the pressure.
"Two."
The five hundred people in the middle dropped their weapons and squatted down with their heads in their hands, shivering.
"Three."
The last two hundred thorns who were still hesitating suddenly felt an indescribable terrifying murderous intent locking onto them. It was Mo Qianshan behind Fang Mo who took off his mask, revealing the face that represented "Bloody Hand Butcher".
"Ah--! It's Mo Qianshan! It's that human butcher!"
The psychological defense completely collapsed.
Thousands of thugs knelt on the ground in less than ten breaths. There was no fighting, no bloodshed, only the deathly silence and the broken weapons on the ground.
Fang Mo stood in the sea of kneeling people, his clothes rustling. He turned around and looked at Li Yan who had stood up in shock on the high platform, with his signature harmless smile on his face.
"Lord Li, is the assessment over?"
"Or are there too few people in Block D prison for me to play with?"
There was dead silence on and off the stage.
Zhao Kuo The shield in his hand fell to the ground and hit the instep of his foot, but he felt nothing. Looking at the figure who was worshiped (feared) by everyone, he felt a deep sense of powerlessness for the first time.
This is not a competition on one level at all.
Li Yan's fingers were tightly clasped on the armrest of Grand Tutor Chair, and his nails were broken. His face looked as ugly as if he had swallowed a dead fly. His carefully planned game was crushed to pieces by Fang Mo in the simplest and most brutal way.
"Good! What a soldier who can defeat others without fighting!"
Python Robe Eunuch, who had been silent all this time, suddenly clapped his hands. He looked at Fang Mo, with a strange light shining in his slender eyes.
"In the first round of assessment, Block C, Room Shen prison Fang Mo wins!"
As the eunuch's sharp voice fell, the smile on Fang Mo's lips deepened.
But this is just the beginning.
He could feel that behind the door leading to the deeper Heavenly Prison, there were several pairs of more dangerous eyes watching him.
That's the real "big fish".