"You are so brave to show up here after being so seriously injured... But don't even think about running away this time." The butcher said coldly.

Zhou Ming walked forward slowly: "Excuse me, what are the key factors that determine the outcome of a battle between conjurers?"

The butcher stepped forward, the musician began to play the piano in the air again, and the businessman placed the invisible magic loan mark on Zhou Ming's body.

The surrounding spectators closed their mouths one after another, waiting for the show to begin.

The gentleman stood in front of the crowd and followed the hunter's movements with his eyes.

He whispered to the female thief beside him: "Mr. Hunter is really extraordinary. Although he was seriously injured, his momentum was not lost at all. Isn't this called a loser-no-loser formation in the Yan Kingdom?"

Female thief: "It feels a bit strange. He was injured too badly. Would it be useful to just freeze the wound with ice?"

If you just look at the appearance of both parties, there is no doubt that the hunter is at an absolute disadvantage. But for some reason, the hunter now exudes an unparalleled confidence, which is incompatible with his seriously injured appearance.

All the spectators had a strange impression. The hunter seemed to have become stronger, and the confidence shown in every move he made could not be faked.

The man with the four golden words "Master of Mind Reading" on his head said to the people around him: "If there is no accident, the hunter is probably crazy, unless he has become an S-class magician in such a short seven days.

How else could he win?

But it seems to me that he really thinks he can win. This guy is serious. Look at his steps and strides, and the rhythm of his hands and feet. He keeps walking forward, approaching the butchers and the others, without any hesitation.

.

This proves that this was no bluff, that the distance was exactly what he wanted, and the guy didn't see any harm in doing it."

"There are no absolutes in anything. Maybe the hunter will encounter some adventure outside in the past few days?"

"Adventure? Do you believe that there is such an adventure where you can become stronger without going crazy?" The mind-reading master asked with a sneer.

The man shut his mouth obediently. Everyone knew this problem well. If such an adventure had really happened, the world would not be like this now.

Such a probability is not non-existent, but it is very slim, approaching zero.

Zhou Ming continued to walk forward, and the three butchers also noticed the change in Zhou Ming's aura. Before coming here, they had learned about George's true strength from the holy monk, and the surviving witches had also sent a reply. George

Died in Lingnan.

According to the descriptions of the witch and the knight, Zhou Ming's strength was not overwhelming. Although George lost, the strength of both sides was comparable.

The serious injuries on Zhou Ming's body at this moment also prove this point.

Knowing this information, they still dared to show up here because they were fully prepared, but Zhou Ming seemed to have some unknown trump card.

Of course, the butcher still looked down upon Zhou Ming. Even when Zhou Ming was in his heyday, he took two sluts against three and fled, but now he was alone and seriously injured, so there was nothing to worry about.

What he is most afraid of is the two people who are also from the top. The last time they broke the rules, the Dawn of Gods fell behind in terms of principles. Now the managers at the top of the altar are keeping a close eye on each one.

However, they didn't expect anyone to make a decision so quickly.

What to do? Should we fight? Or should we retreat temporarily?

The butcher's eyes quickly swept over the sumo wrestlers and the scholars rushing to take the exam, and various plans flashed through his mind. On the one hand, he was afraid of these mysterious forces that suddenly appeared, and on the other hand, he was unwilling to give up the idea of ​​killing the hunter.

Excellent opportunity.

The holy monk had a very high opinion of George. George sacrificed his life in exchange for serious injuries to the hunter. If he had let him go, wouldn't George's sacrifice have been in vain?

Moreover, the current situation is very favorable to them. The hunter was originally not as strong as them, and now he is seriously injured. In his team, there is also the merchant, the strongest ace in a protracted war.

This kind of battle was like a lion fighting a rabbit. No matter how he thought about it, he could not imagine the possibility of losing.

The only variable...

The only variables are the sumo wrestler and the scholar rushing to take the exam. Both of these guys are on the fourth level, and their abilities are very mysterious.

"Oops~ What a headache. It's a good thing that hunter brother likes competition, but isn't it bad to get so close to your opponent before the start? It's easy to lose the competition." The sumo wrestler used his unique

His tone was to persuade Zhou Ming to come back.

However, Zhou Ming did not stop at all, and even took a sudden step, closing the distance instantly!

In an instant, the sumo wrestlers and the scholars rushing to take the exam rushed forward. No one knew what they were thinking, but they were probably scolding the hunter for his recklessness.

Although the two of them appeared on the side of the hunter, they did not want to have a real confrontation with the butcher. After all, the person behind the butcher was a very special existence even at the highest altar.

The beautiful melody played by the musicians sounded in the space, and the sacred golden light once again surrounded the butcher.

Zhou Ming raised his sword and aimed it at the butcher. Countless lines of blood spilled out from the butcher's body, forming a complex defensive net. The butcher himself raised the butcher's knife with his right hand and swung a bloody blade with his left hand.

Everything happened in a flash, and the sumo wrestlers and the scholars rushing for the exam had no time to support them. The audience standing around witnessed all this, and there was no time for comment and conversation, but everyone came to the same judgment in their hearts.

The hunter was too aggressive in this attack. Even if the sumo wrestler and the scholar rushing for the exam were masters, they might not be able to catch up. After all, the butcher was by no means an ordinary person.

Zhou Ming's big sword slashed down, and the butcher's blood blade had already touched Zhou Ming's face. The blade of the blood blade swept away the cold air. From an extremely slow perspective, as the blood blade was close to Zhou Ming's cheek

, a layer of light white frost climbed onto the scarlet blade.

White frost spread on the blade, spreading like snowflakes. When the bloody blade was three centimeters away from Zhou Ming's cheek, the white frost had already covered the butcher's entire bloody blade, and the blood knife turned into an ice knife.

A layer of hard thin ice appeared on Zhou Ming's cheek. The frozen blood knife collided with the thin ice. Small cracks spread on the blood knife. The cracks spread and expanded in the direction of the impact, breaking all the way from the blade to the back of the blade. Finally,

The whole knife fell into pieces.

Everything happened in the blink of an eye. In the butcher's eyes, he just swung his knife, hitting Zhou Ming's cheek accurately and quickly, but inexplicably, the weapon he condensed with his own blood formed ice and shattered.

"How can it be!"

The surprise diverted the butcher's attention, but Zhou Ming's sword had already fallen. The high-speed vibrating defense net made of blood threads did not block Zhou Ming's sword.

That sword was like a mountain bearing down on the top, falling continuously, splitting the blood web!

(End of chapter)


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