Chapter 1212: Selected in Fujian and Taiwan (43)

Chapter 1212 Selection in Fujian and Taiwan 43
Admittedly, the bonding ability of medical gels is definitely not strong, and it is usually impossible to break Nimiz. But Nimitz's body has been drawn into countless small wounds in the collision with the rocks, and now these wounds are bleeding! It is the blood of these Frost Giants that makes the plan appear to be a variable!
The blood of the Frost Giant is a very powerful refrigerant even under normal conditions. When they encounter the air, they will immediately exert the freezing effect, which has nothing to do with the consciousness of the giant! They were originally designed to help the Frost Giants to suppress bleeding and have a self-protection mechanism that is very similar to platelet coagulation!
However, the excellent bloodlines of the Frost Giants have plagued Nimitz at this moment! The huge mass of medical gel will condense after freezing and become a medical emergency bandage! Do not! - It's not so much a "bandage" as it is a "gypsum"! They are made of high-molecular material. After freezing and crystallizing, the molecular structure is extremely tight, and it can firmly fix the broken bone of the injured person, that is, it can not be easily destroyed by using a lot of strength! !
The mixture of medical gel and the blood of the Frost Giant instantly turns into the last and strongest shackle of the giant Nimitz, and the exhausted giant can never break the of this shackle! ! What's more, the sticky material not only affects the force of Nimitz's arm due to slipperiness, it also begins to stick the surrounding rocks, sticking more and more rock to Nimitz's arm. on! It is no longer possible for him to escape the collapsed stream by throwing the reaction of rock making!
"No-!!" Nimitz exclaimed, and he became a huge stone ball and became bigger and bigger, and fell into the Red Sea with the rocks!
Boom. The falling boulder ball collided with the sea and made a wonderful muffled sound like a drop of water falling into the lake. The force was unexpectedly much smaller than expected.
The bee of the bee has already passed out the testimony that the examiner can't wait: "The giant Nimitz is separated from the battlefield. The winner has been divided, the winner, the Warcraft hunter Albert!"
"Huh" realized that he had won the moment, and Albert was relieved that the whole person was soft on the ground.
"喵~" The Holy Spirit White Tiger also solved the return of the opponent and turned it into a little white cat, appearing in front of Albert in looming.
"Working hard, Xiaobai. Come back." Albert smiled lightly. A white light emerged from Albert's body, instantly blending with the phantom of the separated white tiger, and quickly indented into Albert's body and disappeared.
The transport boat has now sailed to the battlefield and separated into two parts, one flying to the sea to search for the whereabouts of the giant Nimitz, while the other part of the transport boat is responsible for picking up Albert. When the tiger boarded the transport boat, the staff on the boat did not stop to cast a strange look at the tiger.
Not only that. After the tiger returned to the deck, the candidates on the deck also cast the same strange look on him. Needless to say, these people’s ideas are just scorning Albert. Albert, who is able to make the Holy Spirit, is simply a cheating existence. It is unfair to let this guy take the test.
But people will never think that everything just happened is just a blind eye. The Holy Spirit White Tiger is just a phantom. Without a little bit of actual attack power, Albert is relying on his own strength to defeat a strong opponent like Nimitz.
Of course, other candidates are not clear about the details of Albert, so they will have some suspicions. The Baidiwei group was very clear about the tiger's bottom, knowing that Ayre defeated his opponents with his own strength and a little wit.
So, when Bedieville saw the wounded tiger, he just cast a warm gaze: "Win it, Ayr."
"Hey, it’s a fight, but it’s really troublesome! That kind of opponent, I don’t want to meet again in the future!
Albert complained about the frostbite left arm: "No, the arm is completely numb, I have to Go to the medical room to check it out."
He hastily gone.
"The little tiger has grown up too." Paramitis looked at Albert's back and smiled: "When you meet a powerful enemy that is far superior to your own, you can still be in danger, not because of despair. Losing the war, not getting angry because of panic, this is the first step to growing up as a great warrior."
"Yeah." The werewolf also gently clicked on his head: "The key to truly determining the outcome is not the difference in strength between the enemy and the enemy, but whether you have the ability (resources) you have in your hands. If you can It’s not impossible to make the most of what you have, to beat a strongman who is several times stronger than yourself."
On the side of Safir silently listened to the dialogue between his father and the werewolf youth, and kept everything in mind. One day in the near future, Safir will have to challenge his father, Paramitis. In order to overcome the father who is ten times stronger than himself, he must start to conceive tricks.
(One day, let my father look at me as much as I like, praise me, and praise me.)
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At the same time, Seglader also returned to the deck on a transport boat. Looking at his relaxed look, the knockout seems to have progressed smoothly.
"Win it?" Paramitis was a little surprised. Slagard’s game was not brilliant at all, people never turned their attention to the big screen over there, and the attention of the Betdiville group was distracted by the fierce battles between Albert and Elaine. Did not pay attention to the battle of Seglad. I didn't expect Segrad to win so easily and plainly.
"Oh, I won the battle." Seglad smiled bitterly: "If it weren't because my opponent was a chattering fool, I could have won a quicker embarrassment. Oh, yes, this is a trophy."
He took out the handle of a weapon from his pocket and stuffed it into the hands of Bedyville.
"Is this?" The werewolf stunned for half a second.
There is no blade, full of metal texture on the handle, with a complex mechanical structure. This is a well-made light sword, although it has been partially destroyed, but the person who knows the goods can still see its true value. It should be the weapon that SGL has snatched back from the opponent's hand. Although it seems that it is against morality to use hard grabs, there is no hard and fast rule to rob the opponent's weapon.
Segrad saw the shining light in the eyes of the werewolf, knowing that Biddeville wanted the lightsaber very much, and then went on to say, "Don’t Mr. Bedieville always want to use the lightsaber? Why do you use it? "
The werewolf hesitated for half a second before he hurriedly said: "No. This is the trophy that you won through the battle. It should belong to you."
"If I dispose of it, I would have planned to dismantle it into many parts and use it for the reinforcement of everyone's weapons." Slaged himself showed a look of regret: "Is this really okay?"
Bedyville shrugged: "This is your spoils, you have the right to decide how to dispose of it."
"When the Betwell" re-inserted the lightsaber back into the hands of Sygaled, the Leopard youth looked at the slightly broken lightsaber and fell into meditation.
About half an hour ago, the second group of the third round of the knockout: Viscount Lusford vs. Seglad.
Before boarding the transport boat, Safir whispered to his brother Seglade: "Lusford? It won't be the famous weapon manufacturer family"
"Maybe." Seglad said indifferently: "Even, I have to defeat him."
Yes, everyone in the industry should know the Lusfu family. For the Sergeant craftsmen who set their weapons as their goal in life, the Lucifer family, the largest arms manufacturer and seller in Europe, is synonymous with the most successful weapon craftsmen. The Lusuf family's arms factory is the most authoritative sacred hall of the industry for any weapon craftsman.
It is strange that the young masters of the Lusfu family did not sit at home and run a huge family business. Instead, they ran to such places to participate in the trials of the Knights of the Round Table.
However, no matter who the opponent is, Segrad can't lose. He has a wish that must be reached anyway, how can he be brushed down in the first game of the knockout?
When riding on the transport boat, the Leopard youth could not help but secretly looked at his opponent. Viscount Lusford is a person who exudes extravagance and is known to be a rich child. His handsome and thin face, the neatly groomed blond hair, and the light, clean and neat light armor of the body gave a sense of awe. A young man with a head! Even after a week of arduous round-table trials, the elegance of the Viscounts of Lusford was not cleaned up, but the Viscounts added a resoluteness. The strength of this person is not bad!
No, it should be. Although Seglader did not pay special attention to the Viscount Lusford before, the Viscount was ranked far before Seglad. The reason why they arranged for the first round of the knockout was not because of the strength of Segrad, but because of the strength of the Viscount Lusford, the organizers originally intended to let Lusford advance at least three games to advance! It should be said that let Segrad encounter such an opponent in the preliminary round, but the unfortunate youth of the Leopard!
No. It’s no longer a problem to hesitate now. Seglad subconsciously clenched the handle of Lunao Steel. There are weapons he personally made in hand, and there is a blessing of Luna Steel series weapons. He should be a winner in this battle!
At this time, the Viscount Lusfu also noticed the "glass" weapon in Segrad's hand, and could not help but smile slyly: "What is that? Actually, it is a layman to take this kind of fragile weapon like glass."
Seglad did not answer. The hidden strength of Luna Steel’s weapons cannot be understood by outsiders unless they have personally experienced it.