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Chapter One Hundred and Thirty-Six Chapter A: Reasons You Can't Give Up

After the referee finished speaking, Ma Baoguo and Nightingale both left the field. A man in a white coat came into the field and took Nightingale away, presumably to take care of his wounds.

Ma Baoguo walked up to Moore with a face of shame without raising his head. Moore did not get angry but asked if Ma Baoguo had been stabbed.

"Mr. White Wolf, what weapons do you need?" Seeing this, Santia remembered that Annick had never said that he was good at any cold weapons, but judging from the first scene, being punched by Annick was comparable to being punched.

An iron fist.

"Just give me an iron rod. I have other weapons." In fact, Annick wants a stab-proof suit or full-body plate armor, so that he doesn't have to worry about being stabbed. But obviously this kind of armor is not allowed, otherwise the opponent will

You can vote directly.

"Okay, just wait a moment." Santiya said and walked backstage.

"Whatever my second sister offers you, I will give you twice as long as you go on stage and admit defeat." After seeing Santiya leave, Devin quickly asked.

"Five hundred pounds, but there is one condition. You are Mr. Devin, right? Are you worried about the player you have chosen?" Annick asked rhetorically.

"Haha, of course I'm confident. It's just double insurance. It's a thousand pounds. You can just pretend to admit defeat and go up and get a knife. The medical expenses are not included." Devin continued to open the price.

If he hadn't agreed to Emma's promise to help her investigate the case, he would have received a thousand pounds for being stabbed, which would be much better than the last time he was injured and had nothing to do but was suspended from work for half a month.

"Sorry Mr. Devin, I think the Karedi family is about to have a new head, a female head." Annick rejected Devin's proposal.

"You chose it yourself." Devin also left after listening.

"Be careful with Devin, he will do whatever it takes to achieve his goals." Moore reminded him when he saw this. Ma Baoguo, who was next to him, also went backstage to change his clothes.

"Thank you Mr. Moore, I don't think I will lose unless the opponent switches to a pistol."

Annick is still very confident in this. Nightingale is just ruthless, and her skills may be considered as outstanding among ordinary people. He can clearly see every move she makes without opening the pupil of weakness.

"I hope so. If you win, can you tell Santia? This Mr. Ma hopes to open a martial arts school. Our Kaledi family can also do some land business."

This Mr. Ma is much better than the one on Earth. Annick nodded and said he would try his best to help.

"Thank you, Hunyuanmen Ma Baoguo." Ma Baoguo clasped his fists to express his gratitude.

"You're welcome Mr. Ma, have you heard of Tianyan Sect in Selis?" Annick then remembered that the old man in front of him should be from Selis.

"Tianyan Sect?" Ma Baoguo hesitated for a while.

"I've never heard of it. Those who can be called sects in Selis are all personally granted the title by the emperor, and they are usually given a mountain as their fiefdom. That's why I've never heard of this sect."

"So all the organizations called Zong are very big organizations?" Annick asked.

"It's a very large organization. There are only a dozen sects in Selis, and there are quite a few of them with natural powers like Mr."

That is probably the extraordinary person from the East. The sect is similar to the church in the West, but it seems that the official power in the East is far stronger than the religious sect. Annick came to the conclusion.

"Here, I didn't find the iron rod. Can you think of this?" Santiya took out a wooden stick, thick at the top and thin at the bottom, and converged at the grip.

"Baseball bat?" Annick asked tentatively.

"Yes, I got you a bat made of iron birch. It is no less powerful than an iron rod."

Annick took it and tried it. It was still quite heavy. If he pushed it with all his strength, he would definitely break his bones if he hit it.

"Isn't it too harsh?"

"Have you cherished the beauty? Don't forget that you won 500 pounds." Santiya reminded.

"I'll try my best not to hit hard." Annick nodded and slowly walked towards the ring. People on both sides made way for him.

"Ladies and gentlemen, tonight's finals are about to begin. I would like to invite Mr. White Wolf No. 4."

Annick jumped onto the stage, and the bat in his hand obviously caused a burst of laughter from the audience.

"Isn't this white wolf too confident?"

"Boy, are you here to play ball?"

"Did the detective become a star?"

"Okay, I'll invite the No. 2 Nightingale contestant next."

The blood on Nightingale's forehead was wiped away, and the daggers in her hands seemed to have been replaced by two.

"Next is a dagger vs. stick showdown. Both of them are in the second game. I won't go into details about the rules." The referee continued to hold the bell and was about to ring it.

"Wait a minute, I still have a weapon that I haven't taken out yet." Annick signaled.

"Oh, the White Wolf player seems to have some secret weapon, as long as it is a cold weapon for close combat." Hearing this, Annick took out the blood-devouring weapon from his waist. It was gray and inconspicuous.

"White Wolf player, are you sure you want to use this knife?" The referee visibly hesitated at the knife. It looked shorter than a fruit knife. It would be difficult for even a non-doctor to recognize it as a small scalpel.

"It's a knife, I'm ready."

"Hahahahaha." There was a burst of laughter from under the ring.

"He's getting serious." Emma had seen the performance of the Blood-Slicing Bomb. Although she didn't know whether it was a magic item or a holy object, it was definitely not comparable to the dagger in the opponent's hand.

"Okay, the finals will begin soon. Three two, one. Ding!"

As the bell rang, the referee jumped off the ring decisively. Both of them were holding sharp weapons in this fight, and he didn't want to be accidentally injured.

"Why do you want to participate in this kind of competition? You have no chance of winning." Annick was not in a hurry to attack first, but asked about the opponent.

Nightingale still didn't say anything, and directly pulled out the dagger, holding it with both hands ready to stab it.

Annick noticed that this time the dagger was glowing with a dangerous green light, which was completely different from the previous one which was all silver and white.

Is it poisonous? Annick came to the conclusion that he couldn't take it anymore, otherwise he wouldn't know if his body could withstand it.

Nightingale saw that Annick had been standing still, so he approached decisively. When he was only two steps away, Annick moved.

"Ugh!" The sound of the bat breaking through the air was heard, and Annick made a sweeping sweep. Unlike the previous whip, the bat was a rigid body, and the speed of force propagation and action on the rigid body was obviously faster.

It was almost over if he was hit. In fact, Nightingale watched the game through the crack in front of the door. The strength of the thin-looking man in front of her was simply terrifying.

Nightingale hurriedly retreated, but Annick quickly caught up with her after missing her blow.

With an upward move, Annick used the stick as a sword and aimed at Nightingale's right wrist.

Seeing this, Nightingale held the dagger in her right hand horizontally, trying to block the blow.

"Dang!" The dagger in Nightingale's right hand was knocked away and flew directly to the ceiling.

"You should admit defeat. You only have one dagger, and your strength and speed are far inferior to mine." Annick was still trying to persuade the opponent.
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