Garcia is suspended in mid-air.

Faint gray ripples emanated from his body, spreading in all directions, making him look like a god.

Cuilande, the king of elves, stood opposite him holding double blades.

"I know you are very powerful, but I will still try my best to kill you." Cuilande said.

A sarcastic look appeared on Garcia's face: "It's ridiculous, I haven't fought with a mortal for a long time. Now with the help of this mortal body, let me tear all of you ants into pieces."

The battle begins!

Cuilande disappeared directly from the place.

In the sky, meteors hit Garcia hard.

"It's a very common star technique. Too many races know this technique. You want to defeat me with this technique? How sad!"

Garcia sighed and pointed.

Arrows flew out of the quiver on his back, rushed into the sky, and turned into a shower of stars, directly blasting all the meteorites into pieces.

"Got you!"

Cuiland suddenly appeared behind Garcia, twisting the two blades in his hands toward his waist.

——If this is hanged, Garcia will be cut in half directly!

Garcia turned around, pulled out a dagger from his waist, and collided with the opponent's double blades for seven or eight consecutive rounds.

Boom!

Cuilande was kicked out by the opponent.

"My understanding of the skills of all sentient beings is ten thousand times deeper than yours," Garcia sarcastically said, "Go to hell."

In the sky, the arrows that were constantly flowing all turned around and pointed at Cuiland.

At this time, Cuilande was still kicked into the air and could only barely resist with his sword raised.

Sudden changes occurred——

Dang Dang Dang!

Three bells ring.

Immediately afterwards, a group of staff members walked onto the ring and signaled both combatants to retreat to a corner.

Garcia froze on the spot.

He raised his head and looked at the arrows in mid-air, only to see that the arrows were also floating.

——The law forcibly interrupts the battle!

"I'm obviously going to win, why is the game interrupted? What's going on?"

Garcia grabbed a staff member and asked with a gloomy face.

"This player, your first game is over. It's rest time now. Take the time to rest."

the staff member said.

Garcia looked across.

I saw Cuilande sitting on a chair in the corner of the ring, with four staff members standing next to him——

One releases healing spells to him;

One beats the drum, releasing a secret spirit-enhancing technique;

The third handed Cuiland a glass of freshly mixed energy drink, and then wiped his sweat with a towel;

The fourth staff member——

Damn it, isn't this the referee?

How did he become part of the opposing coaching staff?

I saw Wu Xiaode clenching his fists, standing in front of Cuilande and roaring loudly:

"Hit me hard! Do you understand?"

Cuiland took a sip of the drink and said hesitantly: "I know, but he seems to have a very high level of skill -"

"He is indeed very strong. Even when you were fighting, I could hardly see him, but you seem to have forgotten something." Wu Xiaode said.

"What?" Triland asked.

"No matter how powerful it is, this body belongs to all living beings." Wu Xiaode said.

Cuilande fell into deep thought.

"Do you understand? Without this body, it cannot come. Even if you exchange wounds with it, its body must be destroyed, so it has nothing to do." Wu Xiaode warned.

"I understand." Cuilande nodded heavily.

He glanced at Wu Xiaode in surprise.

Why does this person know so much after only watching it for a few minutes?

——Who does he usually fight against?

Dang Dang Dang!

The bell rings.

The second round has begun!

Members of the coaching staff jumped off the stage one after another.

A beautiful woman with bulging front and back walked around the ring holding a sign.

There is a big "2" written on the sign.

The second round has begun!

Cuiland walked to the center of the ring in high spirits and waved to Garcia:

"Come again!"

Garcia stood there and fell into silence.

"Trash, don't you dare to fight me?" Cuilande, the king of elves, provoked.

Now Garcia couldn't help it.

He rushed forward and fought with Cuiland again.

This time Cuilande did not dodge at all, trading injuries with Garcia, and fought dozens of times back and forth like a storm.

"roll!"

Garcia punched him and knocked him away. He spat out a few mouthfuls of blood on the ground and could hardly stand up.

"I have figured out your moves, now I am ready to face the fate of death!"

Garcia said with a ferocious smile and stretched out his hand again.

Countless arrows flew towards Garcia——

Dang Dang Dang!

The bell rang again.

The arrow stopped motionless in mid-air!

The second round is over!

The staff swarmed in and began to clean up the blood stains on the ring.

A host in a suit walked up to Garcia and said politely:

"Dear viewers, this is really a wonderful game."

"Before the game, everyone was unanimously optimistic about this Garcia player. I heard that many people have placed heavy bets on him. Now let's ask him what he thinks of this game."

The host raised the microphone to Garcia's mouth and asked: "Garcia, they all say that you can win the game at any time. Do you think that is the case? Or does the opponent actually have a chance to beat you?"

Any chance of beating me?

That mortal actually has a chance to beat me? Are you kidding me?

Garcia organized his words and said coldly: "Actually, everyone's eyes are sharp. My opponent played very poorly today, and there was also a problem with the timing of his shots. Even though I fought dozens of rounds just now with injuries.

, but there’s one thing you must not have noticed.”

"Excuse me, what is it?" the host asked curiously.

"Although they were all exchanged for injuries, I avoided the vital points, and the areas where I was hit were just some muscle tissue." Garcia said.

"What about your opponent?" the host asked.

Garcia smiled contemptuously and said: "Go and see, he couldn't avoid my blows. I hit his vital parts, such as his chin, bridge of nose, neck and kidneys."

"Sure enough, you are still more skilled." The host said sincerely.
To be continued...