Chapter 207: Liefang Pirates

Chapter 207
For a fur clan like Beibo to participate in the competition, Maude felt that there was no problem.
Even if human slaves are allowed to compete in the form of beasts, Maud can actually accept it due to the constraints of several rules.
But it's too much for a human animal capable person to compete in a beast type, right?
now.
On the square ring, a mighty yellow striped tiger was pacing back and forth.
From the tiger's head, some human characteristics can be vaguely seen.
But the most showy thing is the clothes on the tiger.
This spotted tiger's entry number is 6136, and it is the most popular dark horse in the 11-to-6 schedule.
However, his opponent was a white tiger wearing a spiked helmet, and the entry number was 433.
Two fighting beasts stood on the edge of the east and west sides of the ring, and on the cross passage behind them, there was a man standing each.
In the main race after the qualifiers, the contestants with the beasts can take the stage as the [commander].
Their role is mostly to act as the eyes of the fighting beast, providing some assistance to the fighting beast at the right time.
Before Beibo was in a duel with 11 and 6, Luo also appeared on stage.
Of course, Luo was forced to take the stage.
In this case, Luo completely treated himself as an ornament, allowing Beibo to play freely in the ring.
Otherwise, with his ability to operate the fruit, even if the scope of the current development is not large, he can play the opponent casually.
Maude's gaze passed over the white tiger with spiked helmet and spiked chain on its long tail.
He remembered that the White Tiger, like Pele, were both beasts who qualified in the first qualifier.
At that time, this white tiger was not fully armed as it is now.
Maude moved his gaze away from the white tiger and turned to the yellow-striped tiger.
"Is it the tiger form in the cat fruit..."
Maude frowned and looked at the human animal capable person on the ring.
Participating in the Beasts Contest in this capacity is most likely to treat the championship prizes as something in your bag, right?
With this additional variable, the difficulty of making Pele win the championship has skyrocketed several times.
On the ring.
In the eyes of everyone, the second duel of 11 into 6 officially began.
The Zebra Tiger No. 6136 took the lead, stepping on a fierce pace, and rushing towards the white tiger on the other side of the ring.
Standing on the command channel, the white tiger owner's expression was tight, and he said solemnly: "Da Bai, avoid his sharp edge first!"
The beasts in this world are quite human and can understand human words better.
Hearing this, the heavily armed white tiger turned to one side, trying to weaken the streaked tiger's straight-line charge.
however,
Even if the charge path turns into a curve, the speed and momentum of the Zebra Tiger remains undiminished.
"Roar!"
Amidst the tiger's roar full of killing intent, the striped tiger leaped forward and threw its claws toward the white tiger.
The white tiger moved very vigorously, evading to the left, successfully avoiding the streaked tiger's landing claws.
At the same time, the white tiger controlled the tail wearing the spiked chain and slammed it at the head of the striped tiger.
The offensive and defensive transition that was connected back and forth immediately drew exclamations from the audience, and Baihu's strength could also be seen from the side.
Facing the spurred long tail, a humanized disdain flashed in the eyes of the striped tiger beast, he lifted his forefoot, and made an uncomfortable movement.
"It's just a beast..."
The striped tiger sneered in his heart, actually patted the slate with the long spiked tail shot from the sky with his fleshy palm.
laugh!
The forefoot of the striped tiger suddenly splashed with blood, which also disrupted the balance of the white tiger's body.
In this gap, the striped tiger, who didn't care about the forefoot injury, took advantage of this to slam, and slapped the spiked helmet on the white tiger's head with another forefoot.
This powerful and heavy palm smashed the spiked helmet, and then hit the white tiger's forehead hard.
Accompanied by a dull roar resounding through the audience.
The white tiger shot bleeding flowers on his head and fell to the ground on the spot and lost his life.
"My great confession!!!"
Seeing Bai Hu's miserable appearance, the master standing on the command channel suddenly knelt and shouted in grief.
Not only did he lose the qualification to compete for the devil's fruit and bonuses, but he also lost the beast on which he lived.
The Zebra Tiger who had killed the white tiger turned and left, leaving a blood mark on the slate with the wounded and bleeding forefoot.
With the recovery ability of the animal system, a few wounds can be healed in less than two days.
"Ancient Devil Fruit... I've got it!"
The spotted tiger is named Conan, and he is the deputy captain of the Fang Pirates, and in other words, he is also a big pirate with a reward of 75 million.
But in order to win the championship prize rumored to be the ancient devil fruit, he even put down his face and figure to participate in this kind of beast fighting farce that pleases the audience.
but……
Conan raised his head slightly, and the beast eyes reflected those in the audience who were cheering for him.
"This feeling is not bad."
Listening to the enthusiastic cheers from all around, Conan narrowed his eyes, enjoying himself very much.
Above the command channel, the captain of the Lietooth Pirates Group, who is offering a bounty of 98 million yuan, looked at his deputy captain slightly strangely.
We are taking advantage of the loopholes to get bonuses and devil fruits.
Don't get stuck in it.
Bertrand glanced at the undisguised happy expression on his deputy captain's beast's face, and thought to himself.
Watching the fighting stage.
Maude sighed softly.
This is troublesome.
The white tiger number 433 showed no weak combat power in a few short rounds.
Whether it is reaction, speed, strength, or even combat experience, Maud has an intuitive perception.
However, compared with the devil fruit ability of human animals, beasts of the size like the white tiger obviously have no chance of winning.
"Can Bailey win..."
Maude had no idea.
The main reason was that the White Tiger lost too fast and did not find more strength than the Striped Tiger Conan.
Also on the viewing platform, Luo coldly looked at Conan who was leaving the arena with enthusiastic cheers.
"Bebo, if you play against this guy numbered 6136 in the next match, you just retire."
"No bear!"
Beibo, with a bandage on his forehead, shook his head quickly, and the corner of his eyes focused on Bailey who was lying on Maude's shoulder.
If Bailey is not beaten severely, how can he be willing to retire?
Perceiving Bebona's demonstrative gaze, Bailey ignored it, instead staring at the back of Conan, who was about to leave.
If it is an ordinary beast, he has absolute confidence.
But if it is an animal capable person, it is hard to say.
At that time, don't miss the bonus for buying meat, and you will take your life in.
Thinking of this, Bailey tilted his head to look at Maude.
Feeling Bailey's worry, Maude touched Bailey's head with his backhand.
Without certainty, he wouldn't let Bailey take risks.
Then...
Maude thought in his mind whether to kill Conan off the court.
Those who are capable of animal...
It has always been his favorite type of prey.
Aside.
Compared to Maud and Pele's considerations for subsequent events, Luo wanted Beibo to retire very strongly, causing Beibo to lie on the ground and roll.
The act of Sapo's non-compliance provokes Luo a black line.
He can tolerate Beibo's willful behavior when he wants to participate, but he will not let Beibo take some meaningless risks.
With his eyesight.
If Beibo confronts that animal type ability person, there is no possibility of surviving.
"Forget it, let's see who Beibo will meet in the next match..."
Luo Fu'e reluctantly looked at Beibo, who was lying on the ground, and thought to himself.
He knew that Beibo was going to participate in Maude's pet Bailey.
As long as Beibo can successfully face Bailey in the next game, it doesn't matter.
Thinking of this, Luo couldn't help looking at Maude.
I saw Maudezheng looking at Beibo who was rolling in Sapo with great interest.
"..."
Luo's face shook slightly.
His face was lost by Beibo.
I am dizzy and always beat Maude to Luo. . . It even coded out the paragraph that Luo couldn't help looking at Luo. . .
(End of this chapter)