When Tang Wen came on stage carrying a bag of stones and a long knife on his back.
The Awakened Blood Spear was sitting on the ground, holding a metal flask in his hand and pouring liquid like medicinal soup into his mouth.
His eyes were red, and it was obvious that the continuous bursts of supernatural powers just now had put a considerable mental burden on him.
"The ground is cold, stop sitting!" Tang Wen looked sincere.
The people around were stunned.
Why do you still care about the enemy?
Tang Wen said again: "Kneel down! Come on, come to my side."
"you wanna die!"
"Ha! Come on! Start right away. If you're a second late, you were born from a turtle!" Tang Wen sneered.
The Awakened One was furious, but he immediately came to his senses: "Am I going to be fooled by such an obvious way to provoke generals?"
He smiled ferociously and stared at Tang Wen's handsome face that made him disgusted. He thought to himself that he would stab his throat first and never let this pretty boy admit defeat.
Tang Wen said disdainfully: "What's the way to stimulate the generals? What's the point of taking an extra five minutes of rest? I think you just want to be a grandson!"
He had three bags of stones with him, covertly and covertly, and his fighting style was different from those before.
He speculated that he should be least affected by the opponent's ability.
So I feel confident and keep scolding.
The awakened one looked at him with murderous intent, no longer in the mood to go into silence to regain his energy.
How could he, the proud man of heaven, have ever suffered such an insult!
A few minutes later, stones were thrown into the sky.
The Awakened One smiled coldly, saw that Tang Wen also had stones in his hand, and sneered, "Children only throw stones when they fight."
He didn't notice and finished the sentence by himself.
Commander Zhao, including Zhou Bing who insisted on coming over to watch the competition, all had very unnatural expressions on their faces.
Bang, the stone fell to the ground.
The competition officially begins.
The awakened one was about to say harsh words again.
Suddenly, a terrifying roar sounded in my ears:
Buzz, buzz, buzz!
As soon as Tang Wen came up, he shot with all his strength, sonic boom-level stones, three consecutive shots.
The Awakened One's expression changed drastically, and he quickly raised his shield to protect his face!
Bang, bang, bang!
It was like being hit head-on by a battering ram.
The awakened one took seven or eight steps back to the edge of the ring before he could withstand it.
He was furious, so sinister, so sinister!
Before he could say anything, the sound of breaking through the air sounded again.
He shouted hurriedly: "Strain! Strain!"
After shouting twice, I felt dizzy.
After all, although the superpower is strong, it must be supported by mental strength.
He had been fighting for so long today, and his energy was already running low.
But the power, as usual, works really well.
When he saw the annoying pretty face, he frowned and waved his hands, as if he didn't dare to vote again.
In fact, just when he shouted that he was injured, Tang Wen's experience panel flashed.
Nothing happened.
Tang Wen shook his hands to make sure everything was as usual.
But something moved in his mind, and he crossed his arms and pretended to be very uncomfortable.
The feet retreated in panic.
"Slippery feet!"
If you leave the ring, you lose! The Awakened One wanted to kill Tang Wen. How could he be allowed to give in easily and leave?
Snapped!
In panic, Tang Wen lost the bag of stones.
"Haha! Idiot!" The awakened person laughed loudly.
Not to mention his opponent, even Commander Zhao shook his head: This Tang Wen is still too young and lacks combat experience.
He took two steps forward, ready to save people.
Everyone in the Flame Camp felt it was a pity: if the other party's superpower hadn't been too abnormal, Tang Wen might have been able to win.
Wu Tian, who was on the same team, clicked his tongue and felt that Tang Wen should not throw away the bag of stones, but rather scare the opponent.
Tang Wen quickly retreated.
The awakened one shouted: "Slip!"
At the same time as he shouted, he jumped up and took action. The bloody spear was like a bolt of lightning, piercing the air and heading straight for Tang Wen!
Apparently, he wanted to replicate the scene from the First War.
If Tang Wen, without a shield or a sword, fell down, he would definitely be nailed to the ground by his spear just like before!
"not good!"
Commander Zhao and others exclaimed, as if they saw tragedy happening again.
"Tang Wen!" Zhou Bing's eyes turned black.
Between the lightning and flint.
Tang Wen suddenly stopped panicking and dodged the bloody spear. He reached into his waist and took out another bag of stones.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh,
Sonic triple shot.
"That's impossible. Ah!"
Change comes too fast.
The awakened ones were shocked!
He was in the air and had not yet completely landed. Facing Tang Wen's attack, although he reacted quickly and used a shield to block his body, he could not help but ignore his head and hips in his haste.
The left foot exposed outside the shield received a solid hit.
As if being hit by a large-caliber hand cannon, his left foot shattered into pieces, splattering everywhere.
When, the shield falls to the ground.
Everyone was shocked by this reversal, with their mouths open and their eyes showing surprise, like stupid geese.
Tang Wen showed no mercy and hit the bottom of the shield with a speeding stone.
After the loud noise, the awakened man staggered, and the bottom of the shield hit his feet hard. The shield tilted, and his forehead was exposed.
At this time, he finally understood what happened and screamed: "You are not affected by my ability, you are not affected by the bad luck spell. This is not allowed..."
Snapped!
Before he could finish his sentence, pebbles flew towards him, and he suddenly felt a lightness on his head, giving him a cool feeling like a shaved head.
Then the whole person and the shield fell to the ground.
Everyone didn't look at him, they all subconsciously stared at his flying Tianling Cap.
Tang Wen turned around and smiled at Zhou Bing, who was in a daze.
Zhou Bing didn't look at Tianling Gai. She looked at Tang Wen, with the sentence echoing in her mind: You are not affected by the bad luck spell!
The scene was quiet for ten seconds.
"Ah! Win! Win!"
In the phalanx of the Flame Camp, everyone started cheering.
The big man Zhang Lin jumped up and wanted to give An Lei next to him a hug.
However, he was frightened away by the other party's eyes and had no choice but to turn around and hug his captain.
"damn it!"
General Zhou was surprised to find that the old black ghost was unexpectedly not angry.
No one from the Black Mountain camp came forward to collect the body.
Instead, it was the middle-aged man who could tell his age just now, who led people out with a dull look on his face.
"Master! Master! What should we do?"
General Zhou has extraordinary ears and his face changed slightly: "He is not one of your people. Who are you looking for?"
Hei Laogui lowered his voice: "Things are getting serious. The water here is very deep and your camp can't bear it. In this way, you can leave the kid in the ring to me in private! Maybe this matter won't affect you!"
When he said this, General Zhou felt relieved. If it was really a big deal, the old black man would have already taken action.
He urged with a smile: "We won, you master!"
The old black ghost pressed his temples.
In order to invite this young ability user to do this game, they spent a lot of money.
Now that people are dead, it seems that they may not be able to get the three-and-a-half-year mining rights of the coal mine.
Godfather Montenegro, can you spare me?
His heart was heavy and he kept thinking about something.
His eyes drifted to Tang Wen who was picking up the bag of stones, and the corner of his mouth twitched. If this kind of genius is not killed as soon as possible, what are you waiting for?
Waiting to be engulfed by the Flame Camp?
Sneering in his heart, he made a decision.
…
The contest continues.
boom!
In the Black Mountain Camp, those who entered the arena with shields felt that what they hit was not a stone, but a mad cow and a strange beast.
He couldn't stop backing away, even with his shield, he retreated outside the ring and sat down.
Tang Wen won two games in a row.
The third person came on stage and rolled two stones out.
Three more people entered the ring one after another and quickly rolled down.
Tang Wen won six games in a row.
"Win, win!"
"One wears six! We are on the same team!"
"Tang Wen is awesome," Zhang Lin shouted loudly.
An Lei's eyes were full of admiration, she raised her spear high and cheered along with everyone.
Tang Wen was patted on the shoulder excitedly by everyone.
Everyone who patted his shoulder vigorously couldn't help but frown. Why is this kid's shoulders so hard?
He came to Zhou Bing and raised his head slightly.
"Sister Bing, we won!"
"You're not affected by the Doom Spell?"
Um?
Tang Wen frowned and nodded slightly doubtfully.
Sister Bing, your concern is a bit biased, right?
