[Part1·Rock Musician]

"It's my turn! Horse-faced weirdo!"

Ah Xing’s whole body is radiating heat——

——Gloria's holy blood and his immune system were fighting each other. After the red stone man entered a state of rage, his cardiopulmonary system began to work overclocking due to the surge of adrenaline.

The muscles are congested and the whole body is sweating. If you clench your fists slightly, you can feel the violent heartbeat.

In this state, the overall output of Meteor's body essence will increase by about 30%, and the holy blood of the immortal will quickly flow to every cell - I'm afraid it won't take long, maybe ten minutes or half an hour, he will

Becoming Gloria's blooded servant, he wanted to say goodbye to his identity as Homo sapiens.

This is the most common form when General Weeping uses knight combat skills to deal with blood-giving monsters. In [Etiquette Class], we have seen this furious posture where the muscles all over the body are congested with blood, and the latissimus dorsi, shoulders and neck are swollen and heated along with the arms.

When Gloria saw this scene, the crying general's spiritual pressure was like a ball of hot red flowers, which began to burn violently in the arena. The rising sweat and moisture continued to emerge from the man's shoulders and head.

, when he came into direct contact with the soul power attack of [Stayed Gone·Gone] - this kid was injured.

Although there was only a little skin trauma, the debris that fell from the stone ball's skin still caused damage to the meteors. They directly tore open the stab-proof clothing, swept away the clothing fibers and skin, and opened up a colorful flower like a beast's claws.

Blood flower.

The smell of blood drifted into Gloria's nose, and she immediately felt relaxed and happy.

——Whether it's cooked delicately and slow-cooked, or skinned and eaten alive.

——Whether it is made into a collection of blood slaves to enjoy slowly, or it is made into a specimen for collection in a museum.

——This is top quality!

Gloria thought this way - the essence of the crying general is so tempting! As long as he maintains the furious state of his blood racing, it won't be long before he will completely belong to me!

For Meteor, this gambling battle must be resolved quickly, because Duran has no dice——

——The horse-headed ghost's soul power can be rewarded by accumulating the number of rounds. And the large-scale control of Bailan Singer cannot even be avoided by the judge, and every round must accept the confrontation appraisal of this enchanting singing.

The longer they delay, the stronger their combined skills become.

In this circular arena, there is enough time and rounds for the horse-headed ghost's [Stayed Gone·Gone] to charge up its soul power. This time, it was just good luck that the meteor could block this beast's superiority die.

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But what about next time? What about next time?

If the stone ball is allowed to be charged for three rounds, the horse-headed ghost will have three dice opportunities to make advantageous rolls. At that time, can Belloberg and his brute strength really be able to stop it?

What will it look like? How big will it roll?

Not to mention how to avoid this terrifying crushing attack, Duran would die under the boulder because of the fate of [Sing For Me·Sing For Me].

So Ah Xing decisively chose a wave of ALLIN (fight to the end), and he quickly poured hemostatic gel into the other ear. At this moment, everything became vivid and bright, and regained its color!

Breaking free from the shackles of rounds and no longer hearing the song of the harpy, he wanted to turn the complicated gambling game into a simple fight to the death. The enemy's strongest attack surface is this stone ball. As long as the horse-headed ghost is eliminated, the remaining

The White Orchid Song Girl below does not have the killing efficiency of the ending meteor!

Ah Xing entered a state of flow, his thoughts became clearer and clearer, and controlling his anger had become his instinct - just relying on that ring-shaped sword! It's not enough to cut off my head!

For the crying general, the flow of time has returned to normal. He walked with his sword in one step, covering a distance of more than twenty steps in just two seconds, completely blocking out the song of the harpy and unable to hear the sound of the Hunter King.

plate.

When he raised the sword, his broad back stirred up a bloody wind with the blade. When he completely left the ground, his right arm concealed his intention to chop, and his charging and leaping execution movements were full of tension! He was flying close to the ground like a fighter plane.

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The two palms worked together, completely touching the weight ball at the tip of Belloberg's sword! The slashing force was like a meteor falling to the ground! The blade with a thousand-degree temperature left a dark red tracer in the dark arena!

Without waiting for the confrontation dice of both sides to land! From the perspective of the horse-headed ghost, under the influence of [The Power·Power], the crying general's movement of charging, leaping and slashing was so slow! But so terrifying!

Although he has the ability to think at super speed, it is precisely this kind of battle rhythm of thinking and responding at a constant speed that makes him break his defenses, and he feels a deep sense of powerlessness in his heart!

He was frightened, and was completely shocked by the simulated body of the Meteor Knight's combat skills. The sword slaughtered thousands of his compatriots, and the sword-wielder did not show any sympathy or empathy when killing monsters - yes

A violent butcher who emerged from the Shura field after many battles.

It is precisely because of this too long thinking rhythm and this repeated observation that the full glory of Meteor was completely exposed to Mr. Bohua - this is almost a kind of mental torture.

"Can you avoid it?"

"Oh my God! He's flying over!"

"How did you do it? He...he..."

"Why can he jump so far all at once! Why?! Is this really one round of mobility?"

"Old Bones! Help me! Help me!"

The horse-headed ghost screamed miserably and even began to blame the referee.

"You must be secretly helping him! Right! Why can he block his ears? This is a foul! Why!"

"If there was no round limit... wouldn't he be able to..."

While the meteor was lingering in the sky, Old Bones floated to the horse-headed ghost to appease the blood-giving monster and prove his innocence.

"I didn't help the crying general in private. From the time he sacrificed his life to charge and jumped to the time you started talking nonsense, only a short period of 2,455 milliseconds passed. If I weren't an old fool, I have the ability to count time.

If it’s still there, then that’s the number.”

"On the contrary, my [The Power·Power] is still helping you, Mr. Bohua."

"You have enough time to make countermeasures and think carefully about the response plan. How to take this sword?"

"For the crying general, he has already broken the boat and poured all his courage into just a few minutes or tens of seconds. He is not in the round and gave up what [The Power·Power] gave him.

Super-speed thinking ability.”

"Perhaps for a red stone man, too much thinking is a bad thing. Courage comes only in a flash, and momentum is unsustainable. Too much thinking time consumes his concentration, sword accuracy and attack

The quality will go down - the crying general knows his strengths and weaknesses."

"His actions are the answers he gives, Mr. Bohua."

"There should be one thousand one hundred and thirty-three milliseconds before the sword edge hits your head, which is one point and one three seconds. Because of your fear, you have wasted too much time. You can't escape no matter what."

This is the sword."

"Now you can only place your hope on the dice and give your life to Gloria Sebastian."

After saying this, Old Bones deliberately stayed away to avoid the dirty smelly blood splashing on him later.

I have to say that these words of the judge awakened Mr. Bohua. This horse-faced monster gritted his teeth and rolled the dice of fate!

For meteors——

"——Pfft!"

The blade of the sword is like a hot knife passing through butter! It cuts into the horse-headed ghost's shoulder! The strong bone that hangs on the chest!

Ah Xing didn't even look at the throwing result. For him, this was a familiar combat environment and a familiar duel process!

The two dice stopped rotating completely, and after verification, they were the same number, both [10] points!

The big sword that was originally heading towards the head of the horse-faced monster was originally a one-hit jump kill, but Bohua twisted his body to avoid it, and then it turned into a one-sided beating!

Gloria's soul power can indeed save the horse-headed ghost's life, but what happens next? I'm afraid he won't have a turn!

Ah Xing kicked the horse-headed ghost on the stomach, and wanted to draw his sword and strike again.

When Bai Lan saw this, he immediately came to the rescue. The ring-shou knife fell almost at the same time as Ah Xing took out his leg, but General Crying did not dodge. He did not react so quickly and did not have so many distracting thoughts - on the contrary, it was [The Power·Power].

The various characteristics brought about by action rounds gave him a very clear understanding.

Although his thinking speed has slowed down, it is definitely not as fast as the two blood-giving monsters. It seems that [The Power·Power] is helping these two troublesome enemies, but there is a hidden condition that will not change.

The action rounds of Bai Lan's singing girl and the horse-headed ghost are fixed. Bai Lan can only act after the horse-headed ghost makes a confrontation and completes its actions. This is an iron law written by the soul power of [The Power·Power].

Meteor hardly had to think about how to play this turn-based game, and simply ignored Bailan's attack round, because the confrontation die was bound to take effect. Even if there was no confrontation action, there was a 50% chance that Bailan would not be able to cause any damage with this sword strike.

Hurt - This is another iron rule written by Gloria Sebastian.

He has figured out the rules of this game and is trying to use the rules to violently break through.

The long knife left a moderate cut on Ah Xing's calf tibia, and the blade stopped just as it cut into the bone.

Azing didn't care about the pain at all. He couldn't wait for Duran's turn of action and kicked the horse-headed ghost away. The moment Beloberg regained his freedom, he raised his sword again and struck with a steady step!

"Next round!"

Duran's voice echoed in Meteor's mind, and it was through the spirit body of [Wham Rap·Mr. Wham] that the sound was transmitted.

"I am still affected by this mind control, so I have to continue walking six steps to the southwest!"

"Cry General! It's back! It's back!"

"The stone ball that you pulled away and moved to the other side! It has rolled back! It is coming towards me! My body is out of control!"

"I'm afraid you can't hear what I'm saying in your current state, Bu Liuxing! Bringing me into this duel is 100% wrong..."

"I can't see Sissi anymore, I will die!"

When Dulan talked about this, his heart was filled with despair.
To be continued...