Chapter 1565: victory

In this way, in the stalemate between the two, more and more wounds appeared on the body of Kanzaki Yuri.
"The referee, we will admit defeat in this game." At this moment, KING's voice suddenly sounded, and Martin said loudly to the referee and the host.
"Sister KING." Bansaki Yuri’s expression changed, and some of the voices were unwilling to say.
Contrary to her, Baroque is flexible and retreats backwards, and looks like a good one.
"Be obedient, the little dance will help you revenge." KING said with the majesty of the big sister.
"Okay." Kashiwazaki Yuri said helplessly, then turned his head and looked at the fire dance. He shook his fist and danced. "Remember to help me learn this guy."
"Do not worry, you will look good." I jumped into the ring and laughed.
"The women's fighting team conceded defeat, the winner is..." Martin announced in a timely manner.
"The next round, by the women's fighters, I don't know the fire dance, the battle, ... the team's Baroque." Then Martin announced again.
"Strange guys, you just have to pay for the price of your actions." Wearing a red and beautiful Ninja suit that is unique to the fire, the fire-fighting figure stands upright, pointing a finger at Baroque.
Baroque did not answer, but just opened the offensive position and silently watched the fire dance.
In the vicinity of the ring, the Ryuba’s boxing team’s Kashiwazaki and Kashizaki, and the rich second-generation Robert, who loves Kawasaki Yuri, rushed to the side of Kashiwazaki who was under the doctor’s treatment and treatment bandage, and KING. Together, or the face of the tiger, or the care of the face, comfort her.
"Begin." At this time, Martin, who is ready to see both sides, announced loudly.
As soon as the voice fell, I did not know that the fire dance and Baroque had changed in a breath, giving people a strong sense of oppression.
Then, I saw that the fire dance figure was half-turned, and the feller shot the folding fan in his hand to Baroque.
Folding fan flies out. Rotating, and in the process, a flame suddenly appears on the folding fan.
Baroque jumped horizontally and escaped the butterfly fan. Just after that, another fan burning with flames flew over to him.
Baroque is impossible, and has to continue to avoid. At the same time, I cleverly approached the fire dancer himself.
Soon, Baroque appeared in the vicinity of the fire dance.
However, at this moment, I saw the shape of the fire dance, and swayed the tail of the pendant below the waist, bringing out a hot red flame and hitting Baroque.
In the case of no emergency. Baroque immediately took the dragon dance.
"Snapped."
The iron mask flew from Baroque's face and fell to the ground a few meters away from him, making a messy sound. Immediately, Baroque was beautiful, as if the legendary prince-like face was presented to the world.
"Wow."
A burst of exclamation sounded immediately in the cabin.
Baroque twisted the spit into the mouth and contained the blood in two consecutive backflips. I never got rid of the fire dance.
After returning to the unknown, the face of the fire dance flashed a bit of annoyance, and then without hesitation, quickly threw three folding fans with fire to Baroque, and then rushed to Baroque with the spinning fan.
"Flower Butterfly Dance."
Baroque jumped vertically and evaded.
I don’t know how the fire dance jumped up, revealing a pair of straight thighs and slamming into Baroque. Baroque raised his arm and blocked the embarrassment of fire dancing. I don’t know that the fire dance has fallen, and the left foot hooks the back of the waist. Together with the heavy objects hidden inside, they kicked the baroque.
Baroque arms crossed and continued to resist.
Only then, a strong breath broke out from the fire dance, and then burst into flames, like a flame-like ignorant fire dance single arm half bent in front of him, turned into a pointed, quickly loaded to Baroque.
"Must kill. Bees!"
"boom!"
The muffled sound rang, then the flame burst open, and the hot high temperature flocked to Baroque's body, burning him into a blush.
"Humph."
Huge pain. Baroque made a sigh and fell back.
I don't know if the fire dance stepped back and still set off the offensive posture, watching the Baroque falling to the ground.
Baroque’s enthusiasm climbed from the ground, and looked deep into the fire. He turned to the host Martin and said,
I admit defeat.

"Hey?" I don't know how the fire dance heard a strange look on the face, and some did not quite understand why the guy opposite chose to admit defeat.
However, Baroque did not answer her question. She turned and walked down the platform and replaced the ascetic from India, Bald Darsim.
"...the team's Baroque admit defeat, the winner is the fire fighting dance of the women's fighting team." Martin announced in a timely manner, then turned to look at the unknown fire dance that still stayed in the ring. "I don't know the fire dancer, you choose to continue." The game, or give up the game, played by teammates."
"Continue." I don't know if the fire dance didn't even think.
"The next round, the fire fighters of the women's fighting team, the match, ... the team's Darsim player." Martin answered the voice loudly.
I don’t know that the fire dance and the Dassim, who had stepped into the ring, stood three meters apart, and they stared at each other.
In an instant, a dull breath spread from the two.
"Begin!" Martin yelled as he turned his eyes around the two men.
If you fall, I don’t know that the fire dance still throws a folding fan, and I use the butterfly dance to start the attack on Darsim. Opposite, Darsim looked unchanged, agitated the gang, and the mouth spewed a flame.
"boom!"
The two intersected and they burst open.
Then, Darsim pressed the upper body and stretched out his arms. It’s just that it’s unacceptable that Darssim’s arms are like two soft rubbers, which stretched fiercely and straight into the body that didn’t know the fire.
I was rushing forward and I didn’t know how the fire dance expression changed. I immediately went to the side and escaped the attack of Darsim.
Followed by the fire and dance, and turned to Darcy in an arc. Darsim lifted his legs and smashed it like a soft rubber. However, I have already seen the strangeness of Darsim, and I don’t know how to make a fire dance expression. I once again turned around and bypassed Darcy’s attack and rushed to him.
Darsim twisted his waist and turned his upper body to the fire. He put his hands to length and hit them out.
I didn’t know that the fire dance jumped up, and then a strong breath erupted from her, so that the body that did not know the fire dance quickly burned, turning into a huge steamer in her tumbling, facing Darcy Go on.
"Must kill, dance of Mole."
Due to the prolonged hands and feet, Darsim, who was temporarily unable to move and defend, had a slight change in his expression. He also burst into a force, bulging the gang and the chest, and like a juggling artist playing with fire, he spit out a flame.
Compared with the flame that was shot out before, this flame is even bigger and lasts, like a group of fire clouds that burned to the falling fire.
"boom!"
When the two fires intersected, they were heeded by the power given by their respective users, and then they were blown up in a roar, forming a flame that spread out to the surroundings.
However, despite this, I did not know that the falling action of the fire dance continued, and continued to collide with Darsim.
"boom!"
The head and chest were slammed into the body by the ignorant fire troupe. Darsim immediately fell back and fell to the ground not far away. However, because of the relationship between the two fires, I did not know that the flame power and heat of the fire dance were greatly reduced, so I did not bring the flame injury in addition to the impact damage, which caused Darsim to reduce a lot of injuries.
Darsim stood up and stood up from the ground.
Then, Darsim's feet were long, pushing the body across the space to appear in the sky above the fire dance, and both hands hit, and the extension also became longer, and attacked the fire dance.
I didn't know that the fire dance was rushing forward, letting Darcy's attack rush to him, swaying the body, and slamming the waist behind the waist to the body of Darsim.
"Dragon Dance."
Darsim put his hands on the ground and took back his feet in a downward force. At the same time, he also escaped the dragon flame attack that did not know the fire dance.
I did not know that the fire dance turned and threw out my folding fan to Darssim, who was contracting her body.
"boom!"
The high-speed spin of the folding fan hit Dassim's chest, causing his movements to stagnate.
I didn’t know that the fire dance was like a foot, and quickly reached the front of Darsim’s body. I held each hand with a hand that I didn’t know when it appeared in her hand. At this time, the folding fan that had been completely opened, like a dance, turned the body and put a hard folding fan. Hit Darssim.
"Hey."
Darsim was beaten continuously.
Then at the last time, I didn’t know that the fire dance suddenly slammed my body and made a dragon dance.
"boom!"
The tail of the hidden object was slammed on Darcy's cheek without the knowledge of the fire dance, and he flew out and fell heavily on the ground.
Darsim’s eyes were dizzy and he could not climb up from the ground immediately.
"10, 9, 8..." Martin started his countdown in a timely manner.
But just as he had to count, Darcym shook his head and stood up again from the ground.
Seeing this, I don’t know if the brow is not wrinkled by Kacha.
"Your lord is really powerful, and he is poor and conceited." Darsim put his hands together on his chest and leaned down, saying with a whisper of Buddha's surprise.
"Amount..." I don't know the fire dance and other fighters who watched the two fight.
No way, who is called Darsim’s dress is too different, with a necklace wearing a skull on his chest, which makes it impossible for anyone to imagine that he is not a vicious and wicked person at all, but an enlightened person. There is a sorghum!
"Women's Fighting Team, win!" Finally, Martin, who had come back to the world, announced with a loud voice.