On the ring, Musogen and Fankou stood opposite each other, both looking very serious.
For Musogen——
This is a great opportunity to improve yourself! He didn't want to worry about that much. Anyway, the loess was buried up to his neck, so what else was there to talk about?
Give it a try!
For Fankou——
He secretly thought: "If my opponent were anyone else, I would still consider showing mercy. But if it were Mr. Mu, there seems to be no need to stop! Let me see how much you weigh!"
On the city in the sky, a strong wind blew against my face.
Everyone in the audience felt the chilling atmosphere from their posture, and couldn't help but get excited.
Mayumi looked at the two of them and said with a smile: "Before going on stage, Mr. Banguchi and Mr. Mu were still very casual. Once they got on the ring, they obviously became serious."
Blood Rose smiled and agreed: "We have seen Mr. Mu's abilities before, but what kind of power Mr. Fankou has is still a mystery."
"Are you ready?"
In the audience, Zuo Chang asked loudly.
Fankou and Mu Suogen nodded at the same time, Zuo Chang immediately struck the gong in his hand, and with a flick of the god's finger, an hourglass on the table immediately turned over, and fine golden sand fell down.
It takes exactly one minute for the sand inside to leak out.
Mu Suogen didn't hesitate at all. He raised his hand, and there was a pillar of yellow sand in his sleeve, and he attacked Fankou straight with an extremely heavy momentum!
Fankou didn't hesitate at all. He stood on the spot and punched out, smashing the pillar of yellow sand into pieces!
but……
Musuogen's offensive continued uninterrupted, and countless fine sands filled the air like mist, covering the sky and the earth.
The yellow sand did not fly away, but instead swirled around Fankou under precise control. But in the blink of an eye, Fankou's ankles, knees, shoulders, wrists and other joints were covered with fine sand, entangled like a cocoon.
Fankou collapsed the sand cocoon several times, and the yellow sand re-condensed at a faster speed.
This was repeated several times, and thirty seconds passed quietly, but Fankou didn't even make a decent attack, and was always restrained.
"Precision technique."
The people watching in the audience are all good players. The only one who is worse is probably the one with character.
Regardless of their combat effectiveness, their vision is online.
Mu Suogen showed strong sand control skills, and his use of magic power seemed to be "incredible" and extremely sophisticated.
Compared with him, Fankou seemed a little immature.
The god looked at the battle situation and said very straightforwardly: "There is no need to fight at all, the difference is too much."
Zuo Chang opened his breath eye and nodded in agreement: "Mulao used to work under the Shenyin Society. He traveled to various communities and engaged in subversive causes. He must have rich fighting experience; in comparison, Fankou is from 1555 Diplomats are weaker in combat capabilities, which is reasonable."
For some reason, Aloe felt a little uncomfortable after hearing Zuo Chang and Tianshen's comments.
But it seems impossible to refute.
She just said: "Fan Kou's combat ability is at the middle level among the adventurers of the Twelve Realms... However, he is good at hand-to-hand combat with great destructive power and vitality. Mr. Mu's sand magic Just restrain him."
Bai Lin put his hands behind his back and said: "Mu Lao won so much that Fankou didn't even find his true body."
One minute passed quickly.
After the sand in the hourglass drained out, Musogen immediately stopped attacking.
Fankou, who had been fighting Huangsha the whole time, also stopped. He looked at Mu Suogen in astonishment. He didn't expect this old man to be so good at fighting!
The minute just now was so long. Fankou tried to break free several times, but could not break through the entanglement of the yellow sand.
From beginning to end, he was restricted to the same spot, unable to make any effective attacks!
Fankou barely maintained his demeanor and said, "Oh... I admire you! Mr. Mu, your strength exceeds my expectations."
"Accepted."
A voice sounded beside Fankou.
On the side of Fankou, he suddenly found that the "Musuo root" facing him suddenly collapsed and turned into fine sand and scattered on the ground.
The real Musogen appeared from the air, standing behind him!
In an instant, a feeling of shame arose spontaneously.
"When? I...I didn't even notice!"
They are both adventurers from the Twelve Realms, but their combat qualities are completely different!
"The outcome is obvious, no need to discuss it anymore, right?"
Zuo Chang looked around and saw no one objecting.
He announced: "The winner Musogen! Who is next, let's draw lots."
Bai Lin subconsciously looked at Aloe.
Aloe pretended not to notice, but secretly thought in her heart: "Mr. Bai Lin seems kind, but in fact he is probably the one with the most conservative ideas. Is he worried about me coming forward? I won't."
Zuo Chang's rules are very clear.
Lots are drawn only once, and the next opponent of the winner of the first game is the winner of the second game.
In other words, if Aloe comes forward now and wins the game, it means that there will be a "root master" between her and Musogen.
It was obvious that Bai Lin was looking at him at this moment, with a hint of warning.
He didn't want to see that kind of scene.
but……
"On the other hand, being silent at this moment is also expressing my attitude. Mr. Bai Lin, your concerns are groundless. I will prove to you that I am a smart person."
Aloe is motionless!
"General, let me try."
Seeing that no one came forward, Feiniao took the initiative to speak.
"Can."
Zuo Chang raised the cardboard box in his hand. Feiniao twitched his hand and frowned immediately!
She looked at Bai Lin and unfolded the paper: "White Scale Knight, my opponent is you."
Bai Lin had no expression on his face and said: "Admiral Asuka, you are very lucky. Our competition does not need to go on. I suddenly realized something yesterday - I actually cannot accept the source of God."
Asuka was startled.
Zuo Chang was also startled and asked curiously: "Why?"
"Because of heretics. General, have you forgotten? I once converted to Shura Dao for strength - recently, I have clearly felt that the power of Shura Dao has become more active. At this moment, I am afraid it will not be very good to accept a new kind of power. .”
"..."
is not it?
Zuo Chang lowered his head and looked at the god.
The god looked upright and said: "Don't look at me. The reason why heretics are 'heretics' is because they 'do not belong to this world', and I am just the god of this world. I don't know much about the power of heretics. I only know a lot about them." Danger."
Zuo Chang frowned, the unknown always makes people uneasy: "Bai Lin, is there anything unusual about you?"
Bai Lin shook his head: "I don't think so. It's just that in the dead of night, I can feel the breathing of the heretic evil spirits getting clearer and clearer...other than that, there is nothing else."
Shouldn't this be a warning?
Zuo Chang felt a little uneasy, but even the gods didn't know what heretics were, so how should they investigate?
He could only put it down for the time being and said: "Okay! In that case, Asuka wins - who is the third one? Come and draw lots!"
(End of chapter)
