Chapter 512: Strong confrontation, four people's obsession!

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Hey, I said it wouldn’t give face to the werewolves too, anyway, my dry sister Lena is also a member of the werewolves.
The barbarian with golden armor all over his body reflected the excited and bloodthirsty expression on his face. He looked extraordinarily grim, and wiped the hot blood on the sword. It seemed to be a bit of enjoyment, but also regrets of not being able to enjoy it.
Sure enough, as the old drunkard said, this guy is a fighting madman. Fortunately, the werewolf warrior just fainted and did not cause a case.
"Victory, Barack Seattlek."
In the quiet atmosphere of the adventurers surrounding him, the angel referee's announcement was particularly striking. At this time, the adventurers seemed to wake up and whispered. Some Harogas adventurers who knew the name of Seattle, In his eyes, there was a strong vigilance.
The two golden swords in his hand flickered and disappeared into the hands of this crazy barbarian. He jumped heavily from the ring, wearing a heavy golden armor, and fell on the ground like a tank, causing a burst of wailing on the ground, and then A big step came to us.
A huge, beast-like momentum came in, letting adventurers along the way give way to a wide road, and it seemed that this heavily armed barbarian would rub it lightly and be seriously injured.
He came to me and the drunkard and took off the golden barbarian's exclusive fangs helmet on his head, revealing a big tattooed face, with a deep scar from the forehead to the cheek, and behind his head was Hanging a little braid, almost the same shape as all barbarians.
The most conspicuous thing is his tame eyes, just like the beasts-although Sister Salna's eyes are the same, but if you want to describe it, the sister's eyes are more like a cheetah, full of wildness and attack power, Bloodthirsty and calm, elegant and proud.
And Seattle grams. It is a crazy tiger. A crazy man could even brutalize and brutalize his own family.
but. This brutal tiger. After coming to the old drunkard's face, his color also softened.
"Master Kasha!!"
Big man Seattle. Grinning. Without hesitation, Cascia was given a big warm hug. The strength of more than sixty barbarians is not to say that Kasha is more than ten levels higher than him. It was so painful that he grinned.
"You are a bull. Why haven't you grown at all?"
Cascia raised her hand. Barely enough to reach Seattle's tall shoulders. Take a few pats. There was a long-awaited rejoicing of the jug in his face. Take a sip hard.
"Who said Mr. Kasha, the amount of wine has increased greatly in recent years."
Seattle wiped his nose, took out a giant hip flask that was exactly the same size as the old drunkard's hip flask, and gulped several times, and then the two masters and disciples pulled the hip flask out of the mouth. , A breath of white mist spurted out, and haha, who hangs shoulder to shoulder, laughs wantonly.
What kind of apprentice is taught by what kind of master, it is so, but it's just a little strange, why is Sarina's wine so light? Could it be that in childhood, under the brutal teaching of this old drunkard, what psychological shadow of alcohol was formed?
I can even imagine a situation like this: the cute little sister Senna in her twenties was caught by the evil old drunk with a laugh, and the hip flask grunted into her pink mouth Irrigation, can not help but a cold sweat from his forehead.
At this time, Seattlek suddenly dropped his eyes on me. The fierce beasts of the real beast scanned me up and down, timid. I am afraid that if he looks at him like this, he will be scared alive. In the past, I had nightmares for months.
"This stupid boy, half of your younger brother, is less filial than your boy, you have to polish and polish him well, wow ha ha ha--" Kasha is obviously drinking too much, speaking a little bit Tongue curled.
Go and go, who is half of your student, half of the sandbags are almost the same, you is that you are tickling your hands and want to find someone to recruit.
The big bullseye of Seattle Keling stared at me fiercely, suddenly burst out laughing, and his big hand kept patting on my shoulder. The heavy sound of "Boom-Boom-Boom -" sounded, and my feet gradually fell into Inside the soft grass mud.
I'm not going to meet the barbarian anymore.
"Yes, yes, an opponent. Sure enough, he didn't lose Master Kasha's face."
After he finished speaking, the expression on his face was suddenly filled with bloodthirsty warfare, and his lips were added. The grim expression gave me the illusion that he would immediately pull out the giant sword at the next moment and cut it towards me. The tall figure exuded a fierce momentum, and shrouded me in the attack range like a hill.
"I can't wait to deal with you!!!"
I was not scared by the vain changes of Seattle Ke. On the contrary, I was very moved. Master, I can be considered a comrade.
The little fox guys said one by one that I don’t have master temperament, and even children can’t be scared. That’s because they have no eyes. Look at Brother Seattle, you can see the essence through the phenomenon at a glance, hiding us deeply in melancholy. The master spirit in the eyes and the sullen scum was discovered, this is the wisdom of the hero.
At this moment, Seattle Ke looked at me with a greasy expression like a cannibal, and it became straight and cute in my eyes. The corner of his mouth involuntarily outlined a big smile and grinned at Seattle Ke.
"Of course it's okay to fight, I believe we will meet in the competition soon, but the masters of this game are not only you and me, you have to be more relaxed, don't let me wait."
After listening to my words, the expression on Seattle's face was stunned, and then he laughed loudly: "Wow ha ha ha ha-really worthy of Master Kasha's student, the tone is crazy enough, I like it, I admit that you are a brother, ha ha ha -"
"Hahaha, overwhelming, just so-so." I also laughed.
"That's that. What should I do if the students Kaxia teaches are crazy? Wow ha ha ha--" Kasha giggled aside.
As a result, the whole open space was filled with the foolish laughter of some three people for a while.
At the next moment, our laughter ceased, and our eyes suddenly turned, and we all looked in the direction of the side.
The posture is like a gun barrel, straight and shrouded in a black cloak. The tall paladin walked step by step, like a general on the battlefield, attracting the eyes of all adventurers.
"Master Kasha, here I am."
He stopped in front of Kasha and took off his cloak hat to reveal a handsome middle-aged face that made me quite jealous. The sharp, thin face revealed a calm and palpitating expression. The gloomy sadness is also filled with the firm eyes of the steel will, giving a kind of force of force, vowed not to look back.
Although I don’t want to admit it,
It is indeed more handsome than the ill-character Paladins like Harald and Hamars; the white wolf, who I was named a milk killer in the field, is also slightly inferior in temperament.
"Oh, you guys are here too. This time, there is a good show in the contest." Cassie glanced at Carlos with a single eye, and took a sip of wine and let out a breath of air.
This guy is not bad, watching him walk from a distant platform in a slow pace, fearing that the speed of solving his opponent is not slower than Seattle, and even a little faster. Loss is best at speed.
"Carlos, you can't escape this time. Let's fight a battle."
As Seattle looked at Carlos, the whole body seemed to be burning, muscles tensed in excitement, and the heavy body armor swelled a bit suddenly, emitting a mad heat.
I stared at Si closely, and my eyes were filled with fighting intentions, eye contact, and I pointed to him and said loudly: "Last shame, I didn't forget it for a moment, you just wash your neck and wait."
Carlos was not excited by my words. Compared to us, those cold eyes were filled with the opposite calmness and indifference.
However, I can feel that a vow of unyielding and surging war is slowly emanating from his calm expression, confronting me and the two fanatics of Seattle.
"I will win, I must win."
He glanced at the two of us and said in a very quiet tone, but the firm determination in it made me and Seattle's imposing.
"Yo, the last one is here."
When the three of us secretly confronted each other, the voice of the old drunkard sounded next to her, and the wizard in a black robe floated slowly and ghostly like a ghost.
"Master Cassia."
Old Fara's unfilial disciple, the mysterious mage who seemed to have mysterious connections with his sister, gently bent to the old drunkard.
"It's you, I remember, you are the third round of the game, right." The old drunkard, who was the person in charge of the competition, seemed to finally remember it, and patted his head.
"Roya, I didn't expect that you guys with their heads out of the way, even came to participate in the competition, this time is just right, a few of us, you can take a closer look at who is the boss."
Militant Seattlek, seeing the person is the last of the three giants, and is also known as the strongest one. The smile on his face is more happy and crazy. The more masters, the more excited he is.
"Roya, I didn't expect you to come.
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Carlos nodded his head at the opponent, and seemed to be slightly surprised at the arrival of the mage. Is it really so strange? Is this guy's face written "I don't actually want to come to the competition"?
"Even if you are Roja, I will never give up the first position."
Carlos seems to have some scruples about Roya's strength, but the tone is still full of undoubted firmness, Yushen kills God, Yumen Slayer, is probably the best portrayal of Carlos now, although he does not understand why I'm so obsessed with the championship throne, I don't know Carlos, but intuitively I don't think he came for the ten drops of divine potion.
"Carlos, Seattle, I haven't seen you in a while. You are still the same."
The mysterious mage nodded at the two of them, and then glanced at me, I don't know why, I always felt that this mage looked a little weird when looking at my eyes, it was really strange, I didn't hook her daughter.
"I'm not interested in the number one position, but if you block it in front of me, it will not be polite." The mage named Roja looked at us and said with a firm tone.
With their different reasons for obsession, the four of us looked at each other in four corners. We all exude huge self-confidence. As a strong person, no one will cherish his own strength, no matter what obstacles ahead, we must Crush one by one with your own hands.
A storm is brewing in the center of the site. Sensitive adventurers seem to feel that the sky is directly down. The end of the world is generally suppressed by this impending storm, and even a breathless feeling.
"These four are the strongest in this game?"
Far above the grass, a pair of thorough eyes were watching the majestic sound with a huge divine power slowly echoing in this storm.
"How does the messenger feel?" Akala's mouth twitched, smiling.
"The four are all pseudo-domain-level strengths, and they are indeed much stronger than the last competition. I look forward to the rise of humanity again." The voice rang again, with a slight admiration.
"Yes, I hope that forces will get rid of the continent completely this time." Akara, with a mysterious smile, gently nodded and returned to silence again.
"Cough, that... Roya's game seems to be starting."
The old drunkard on the side coughed softly, interrupted this huge confrontation, Roja turned back again, gently nodded to the old drunkard, and then drifted away.
"Cut, this guy doesn't mean anything at all." Seattle Kee whispered slightly.
"Hey, old drunkard, is that mage's name really called Roya?" Seeing that everyone was no longer interested in playing cross-eyed, I turned my head and asked the old drunkard who seemed to be hiding something.
"That... is that how it is called now." The old drunkard's eyes gurgled a few times, clearly showing an intimate look.
"What is "this is now called"? That is to say, this is not his real name Luo?" I couldn't help rolling my eyes to express serious protests about the old drunkard's words.
"You can say that, anyway, if you want to know his real name, just ask him in person, if he is willing to tell you." The old drunkard tilted his head slightly and drank, intending to avoid this topic.
"Isn't it mysterious? Isn't that a name? Is there anything to hide? Like the unpretentious uncle Ben, who can't change his name or sit and change his surname, Wu Fan." I said disdainfully, then pointed my finger at myself.
"Ask yourself, just ask yourself, what's so great?" He said, and he followed in the direction of the imposter Roya's Hidden Mage (Seattle-Creek).
Of course, if the name is false, and see if his strength is true, I don’t think that the impersonating mage, along with the other two giants of the Fallen Alliance, will refuse to give his real name, but will tell me even half a sentence like me. No one said anything.
"Anyway, I have nothing to do, I will go and see."
The barbarian Seattlek, his arrogant arms around his chest, followed with carelessness, and Paladin Carlos, probably also bored, paused and took steps.
When we find the mage's ring, the game is about to start, and he is against a druid, our old home, Amen, really an unfortunate guy, pray for him, hope
Roja can start lighter.
When the angel referee announced the start of the game, Roja did not take any action. Facing the Druid in all distances, he stood quietly and did not know what expression the face under the cloak hat was. Mysterious look.
The Druid was just a little stunned, and he reacted. He expressed his dissatisfaction with his opponent's despising behavior. He made a big move, three wild wolves acting as cannon fodder, a fiercely poisonous flower vine known as half an assassin, and The erratic oak wise men flashed one by one, and then his body suddenly soared into a werewolf.
The druid and the wizard faced each other. In the elementary language, I felt a bit of a big sword in front of Guan Gong. This druid seems to want to use the speed of the melee group fights that are more common with the mage, and greet each other.
From summoning a mad wolf to transforming into a werewolf, it is only a momentary effort. It seems to be a little faster than me. It fully demonstrates the advanced skills of this sixth-order druid in summoning and transforming skills.
Roja was still standing quietly (in fact, I was pregnant with his feet in the cloak and did not touch the ground), a look of joy and anger, as if I did not know that the druid had rushed over with his ghost wolf.
Fast, very fast, the three ghost wolves scattered around, circled, and surrounded Roy with the druid. Roy screamed, and the figure suddenly accelerated again, running straight towards Roy.
At this time, Roja almost recovered, and the right hand in the cloak raised a thirty-degree angle, pointing slightly at the ground. While the druid secretly warned, a ring of flame suddenly sprayed from the ground, there would be no time at all. The reactionary druid ghost wolf, even the fiercely poisonous flowers and vines in the ground, all rushed into the air.
The right hand continued to lift, and as the sky above Roja's gesture seemed to burn up, it became red and clear, and the overwhelming heat waves, even through the protective energy shield of the ring, can clearly feel outside, Not to mention the druid and his pet in the center of the red cloud.
The red flames shining Loyana's figure covered by the cloak also grew taller, and in our eyes became the sun-like flames. The flames can be launched by raising the hands and feet to destroy the world.
Countless hot red dots, we can see clearly in the burning sky, can not help but dumbfounded that some red dots turned out to be the most basic skills of wizards, first-order fire bombs, everyone has a ridiculous feeling in their hearts, as if to see From the mighty large caliber muzzle, a small smoky stone popped up.
However, these fire bombs are better than a large number, densely covered the entire sky, there are few hundreds, and they are still being formed. As the saying goes, ants bite elephants, and their power cannot be underestimated.
Fisting lightly, these floating fireballs in the void, like long eyes, shone over the druid and his pet, and surrounded them tightly.
What surprised the adventurers even more was that the power of these fire bombs seemed to be condensed, and unlike other fire bombs, the explosion was gone, but one by one, like a water mass, they gradually merged and finally condensed. It became a huge hot molten ball, completely wrapping the druid and the poor pets.
It seems a simple and casual method, but looking at the sudden and sudden changes in the faces of other mages around, it is absolutely not easy to do this. Without absolute thorough understanding and mastery of the magic of fire, it is impossible.
When the smelting ball was withdrawn, the pets had no ash left, and the druid fell from the sky in a scorched body, and passed out in a coma, leaving only the oak wise man with no attack on the field. Innocently circling around the owner.
It's not that the druid is too weak, but the wizard Luo Yaqiang, it seems that two simple magics, in fact, contain a lot of manipulation skills, so he can suppress the druid so easily, so that he has no skill in the body. Show room.
"Victory, Wizard Roja."
With the loud announcement of the Angel Referee, Luo Ya's figure flicked out of the ring and disappeared in the eyes of everyone.
"Cut, this guy, really hides his head and shows his tail, so there is such a thing." Seattle grams smacked in dissatisfaction, spit out the grass roots.
Indeed, it seems that in addition to seeing the impersonating Master Roya, the ability to manipulate the flame to an extreme, it can not see anything else.
However, the two skills revealed by the light show are already incredible. The last trick of countless fireballs, I don’t need to say more. The skill of the previous trick that drew the druid high is enough. Alert.
What kind of skills are derived from it? Is it the mage's fire wall technique? It's possible, but Fire Wall can really do that? The eruption is more powerful than my 9th-level volcano, and it is several times faster.
If it were me, with the improved volcano explosion, I would not necessarily be able to hit the werewolf Druid at such a speed, let alone hit his summoned pets.
Even if it happens to hit, it is impossible to have such power, flying it up to tens of meters of altitude, and falling into a short stiff state! !
The simpler the thing, the more unfathomable the opponent is, the mage's fire wall technique can be transformed into a Druid volcano explosion, and the power is stronger and faster than the authentic volcano. From this point, it is It can be seen that the difference between Yallo and me in the field of flames is different.
Of course, there is no need for the druid to compete with the mage for magical attainments. As I said earlier, it’s all about the axe, and the level of Roja and I are still more than 20 grades, and the combat experience is less than the other side for decades. Even with the help of soul magic, it is normal to have such a gap.
On the contrary, if Roja is good at fire spells, I can breathe a sigh of relief~EbookFREE.me~ Even though Roja is stronger than Carlos, I have more confidence to defeat him.
The key to having such confidence without him is mutual restraint. Just as Carlos’ speed flow can restrain my blood bear from transforming, my blood bear transforms, and it is also very immune to fire. Yaluo’s flame No matter how powerful the magic is, it has to bear a few big discount tags on me.
Of course the same, my fire tricks, even the blood bear energy cannon, will also discount Yaluo’s damage, but one advantage that cannot be reversed is that my blood bear state and life endurance are stronger than Roya, a wizard. Hundreds of times, if he spends time with me, for a long time, the custody is that the arm can not be screwed on the thigh, only the defeat.
After learning this, I felt happy, hoping to meet Roja, the impersonated mage, a little earlier than my sister, and give him a good lesson.
Having said that, the person in charge of the competition is the old drunkard and Lin Ya, do you want them to move a little bit in the group round of the top 16? Well, this is indeed a means to consider.

It is this momentum that everyone is cheering and getting tickets! ! >