How could Zhuo Yifan not know his little plan? In fact, the so-called convention is based on the premise that both parties have equal strength and status.
For example, a weak existence like the Feiyu tribe has no right to mention the contract at all. They just come up and beat them up. Who cares about your contract?
But Zhuo Yifan and Tongtian are different.
At least, they proved their strength.
Only those with strength are qualified.
"No problem, just pick out the masters and we will follow."
Zhuo Yifan said indifferently.
Although there are fewer people on my side, but with the evil star Tongtian, nothing will be a problem.
This guy also has countless blood pills in his pocket, which can be used to replenish energy at any time.
In this era, there were no alchemists yet, and all kinds of genius treasures were dug up and eaten immediately.
What I usually carry with me are just some ordinary hemostatic drugs. Where can I find such high-end products as blood pills?
There was a commotion in the dark camp, and they quickly selected their players.
The warriors of this era all speak with strength, especially for warriors born in heaven and earth, talent plays a big factor.
Generally speaking, body shape is the most intuitive manifestation of strength. The taller you are, the more essence you will absorb from heaven and earth.
Soon, 9 players were selected, all of them big men.
Except for the Hell Demon King and Peng Fei, the other seven people are also strong men who are about one foot tall.
They look very rough, with bulging muscles all over their bodies, and are ten times more terrifying than the Terminator.
The nine people looked at the two people in front of them, and they all smiled sinisterly.
Although Tongtian has shown extraordinary strength, he is still a child after all. How much energy can a child's body store?
Zhuo Yifan, on the other hand, has never done anything, but he looks very ordinary and does not seem to be a master.
If you lose all nine games, it just shows that the opponent is strong and not unfair.
The Demon King of Hell raised his hand, and a warrior with a big ax came out.
His big ax is somewhat similar to Pangu's divine axe. They both look very primitive and look like they are made of rock. There are some strange marks on it that look like runes or they have been polished too rough.
This big man was more than three meters tall. He stood like a hill and said angrily: "Who dares to fight against the Demon King's general Bru?"
His contemptuous eyes immediately aroused Xiao Tongtian's anger.
This little guy is like a powder keg now, he will get angry if you don't provoke him, let alone such a provocation.
"Big man, don't say I didn't give you a chance. If you kneel down and beg for mercy now, you can still save your life. Otherwise, don't blame me for eating you." Tongtian pointed at Blue with his hand in an old-fashioned manner. Compared with Blue, his small body was more powerful.
It brings a huge contrast and makes people laugh.
"Little brat, don't be so arrogant. I think you lack education. Let me teach you how to be a good person later."
Even though he had never been despised by a child at this age, how could he tolerate the provocation of little Tongtian? The big ax hit his chest hard, making a roaring sound, and he was extremely violent.
"Hmph, it's just a big bull, no difficulty at all."
Tongtian snorted coldly and leaped up.
The Demon King of Hell shouted: "Be careful, this kid is very fast."
bump.
Before he finished speaking, Blue had already taken several steps back and touched his chin angrily.