The game on the stage was still going on. Bister stood there motionless and looked at the opponent quietly, but the opponent couldn't move. Even though his whole body was full of strength, he couldn't feel any sense of security.
"If you don't practice enough, no matter how powerful you get, you won't really become stronger." Bist looked at the other person and said coldly.
"You are strong, but I also have reasons why I have to fight." The other party used his rationality to control his body and took a step forward, but this step already made him sweat like rain.
"Brother! Let's not fight, okay? I'll be their slave and concubine. Brother, let's go home." A little girl about seven or eight years old cried outside the ring.
"Is this your reason?" Bist looked at him with pity. Bist withdrew his momentum and killing intent, and the other party fell to his knees directly. The ghost and god had been forced back to physical strength, and the bloody sword was dispersed.
Even the hands holding the sword were shaking.
"I don't have much time. I have an unkind request. Can you accompany me to take care of my sister? She is my only concern." The other party's power is dissipating. Only half of the time has passed, but he can no longer control it.
, his vitality is passing rapidly.
Bicester turned to look at the old man. He wanted to help, but he was still a little unsure about paying attention in this situation. Everyone around them heard the conversation between the two. The old man nodded and agreed.
"I will take care of her like my own sister." Bist looked at each other reluctantly. The two looked at each other for a long time. The other party suddenly raised his head and laughed. It seemed that he was no longer worried, and his laughter became smaller and smaller.
, until it stopped, and the other party just left. The little girl ran over crying, hugged her brother's body and cried loudly, and everyone around her shed tears of sympathy.
"Is victory really that important? You have to sacrifice a person's life to gain it." Bist looked at Qiao Si coldly.
"They are just tools, the stepping stone to my success." Qiao Si said with a sneer. He despised Bister's unnecessary compassion. In his mind, the result is the most important.
"Aren't you going to collect his body?" Bister asked with a frown.
"Do I need to recycle a useless tool?" Qiao Si looked at Bist sarcastically.
"I will crush all your successes." Bist said angrily. This was under the old man's order. Simon had taken back the other party's body and also brought back the other party's beauty and gave it to Lux.
take care of.
The game continued, and the man in the steel helmet who came on stage on the other side actually looked much stronger than the player just now, and his equipment was more sophisticated. It seemed that this was their main player.
The competition officially began. The man in the steel helmet was also a berserker. He was extremely proficient in the manipulation of ghosts and gods, and the speed of condensing the blood sword was much faster. Judging from the energy revealed, each of them had a strength of about one purple star. He was an incredible talent.
"Is this a stepping stone to your success?" Bister looked at Qiao Si with a sneer.
Before Qiao Si could say anything, Bist disappeared from the spot. The next moment he appeared in front of the man in the helmet, aiming at the opponent's abdomen with a very fast kick, and the opponent didn't even have a chance to react.
He flew directly out and landed exactly on the chair he was sitting on just now. However, the powerful speed and force caused the opponent to smash the chair and roll it far away.
"You'd better put your pedal away yourself." Bist said coldly, he was very angry now.
"You!" Qiao Si looked at Bist angrily. He was boasting just now, but the next moment he was instantly killed by his opponent. He didn't even have a chance to react. This was a naked slap on his face, and it was extremely loud.
"Bist is so violent, why haven't I noticed it before?" Kuang said in surprise. Mr. Long and Mr. Lin were also a little surprised. They couldn't keep up with Bist's speed just now.
Bister looked at Qiao Si coldly and said, "Let me see your next tool."
The man in the steel helmet was instantly killed, which caught everyone by surprise, and the audience was even more excited to watch.
"Moxi, be careful, just use that one, this guy is very powerful." Bo Tao said to his grandson.
Moxie is the eldest son of Qiao Si and the eldest brother of Grace and Jace. He is also a berserker. Among the entire Bot family, only Jace practices Devil May Cry. The others all chose berserker. He did not enter.
Instead of studying in Bao Bao, he chose the same path as Kuang, entering the World of Warcraft Forest to experience on his own, but the difference was that he was alone.
And Kuang is a team. Rigorous training has also made him strong. At the age of only 23, he already has the strength of a purple three-star. According to this momentum, he can reach a purple five-star before the age of 25, and his combat power will definitely exceed that of ordinary people.
A swordsman, even now, his strength is not inferior to that of a practitioner who has achieved high-level titles.
Moxi walked onto the ring silently and looked at Bister coldly. He always maintained his full alertness.
When the competition started, Bist did not want to move as fast as before to kill the opponent instantly, but waited for the opponent to make the first move. And he looked at Qiao Si with contempt, completely ignoring the opponent. This was naked contempt.
"Is your son also your tool?" Bist said mockingly. Qiao Si's face turned red with anger but he couldn't say a word.
"I am your mistake for being ignorant." Moxi looked at Bist with a sinister smile, but he didn't know when there was an extra scroll in his hand, but it was too late. He had already crushed the scroll, and Bist
There is an obvious feeling of being locked in.
Bister felt the restless elements around him, especially the power of thunder and lightning, which was extremely violent. Large black clouds began to gather in the sky of the entire arena, blocking the sunlight. The world suddenly darkened, as if a storm was coming.
It was normal. Bister looked for the magic circle again. It is impossible for any scroll to be activated without a magic circle. As long as you see him, you will know what scroll the other party is using, but he did not see it around. Looking at the posture, it is definitely not something.
Little magic.
"Look at the sky." Someone shouted, and everyone looked up. They saw an unforgettable scene. A huge magic circle, reaching the point where they couldn't see the boundary. The lines on the magic circle were so complicated that they could see it.
It's so dazzling. If someone can fly into the air and look at Hope City from a distance, they can find that this huge magic circle plan covers more than half of Hope City, because this magic circle has made the entire Hope City panic.
"Single-target forbidden curse - Divine Punishment?" Menil said in surprise. Although she was not sure, the power was definitely at the forbidden curse level.
"Are you crazy? This is a forbidden curse! Do you want to destroy Hope City?" the old man shouted at the other party angrily.
"This is a single-body forbidden spell. He is the only one who has trouble." Qiao Si said happily.
"We admit defeat, we admit defeat!" Jay shouted loudly to the referee.
"Your player doesn't seem to have any intention of admitting defeat, and only the player can admit defeat personally." Qiao Si smiled sarcastically.
"It's useless, they can't take back the spell, and this spell has already locked me." Bist was still calm, and he was estimating the time it would take for the spell to take shape.
"No!" Lacus shouted hysterically. If Simon hadn't pulled her up and rushed forward, would she have to watch her son disappear from her eyes this time? Everyone was extremely worried, but this time they were facing
Even Mr. Long could catch the forbidden curse.
Bist's whole body was focused, without any distracting thoughts in his mind. Suddenly, his whole body was ignited with black power. This power was very violent, but there was a quiet sense of disobedience in Bist's body. Bist clasped his hands together,
Black energy surged toward the hands, and the hands separated. The black energy was pulled into threads. The threads began to weave in the sky as if they were spiritual. Soon, a pattern of magic patterns was formed on Bist's head.
"Void carving?" Menil looked at Bist in surprise. Although she didn't know what kind of magic pattern Bist drew, she was sure that Bist used void carving. This has not appeared for many years.
She was sure that all magic pattern masters could not do this now, but he actually saw a living example.
The black magic pattern was suspended on Bist's head. He mobilized his energy to pour into the magic pattern, and the magic pattern gradually turned into gold. There was a flaw when Bist used black energy, that is, he only
He can use black energy. He cannot feel any elements in the air. The body cannot produce physical and mental energy. Moreover, once black energy is activated, it cannot be used for a short time even if other energies are immediately removed. Fortunately, it is still a kind of energy.
Energy can be converted by the magic pattern structure.
The roaring sound of thunder and lightning has been heard from the sky, and everyone around him fled in panic. The whole scene was like the end of the world. In the end, only two families and the referee were left around the ring. If the referee hadn't been responsible, it would have been impossible.
Also ran away.
Bist, who was surrounded by this black energy, looked in the direction of his family and said something, but the sound of thunder and lightning covered everything. Bist smiled slightly, and a huge beam of light came down, hitting Bist accurately.
Bister was instantly buried by the beam of light. The world suddenly became quiet, and Qiao Si's face showed a smile of successful conspiracy. He did not believe that anyone could survive the frontal bombardment of this forbidden curse.
The bombardment of the light beam lasted for five minutes. Even Moxi who released him was a little scared. At such a close distance, he clearly felt the attack power contained in the forbidden spell. He even took a few steps back to avoid fear.
It was affected. And the Lester family was all filled with grief and indignation. I didn’t expect that the other party not only used that method for the position of city lord,
medicine, and sacrificed a human life, and now he even used the forbidden curse. There was a trace of joy in Kuang's heart. If he went on stage, he would face the bombardment of this forbidden curse. He was timid. Who could face such a forbidden curse?
Unable to be timid, Lux had already fainted when she saw Bist submerged by the forbidden curse, while Simon also burst into tears.
The bombardment of the light beam finally stopped, and the world became bright again. The old man searched for something in the place just now, hoping for a miracle to happen, but the sudden light made all eyes unable to see clearly.
"Bist!" Menil was the first person to recover her vision. She was surprised to find that Bist was safe and sound. Everyone recovered their vision one after another, and they all clearly saw Bicester and Lester.
The family was surprised, but the Bert family and the referee were horrified. Bicester survived the bombardment of the forbidden curse!
Bicester was wrapped in a golden mask. Bicester clasped his hands together, and four identical magic patterns were suspended around him. The magic patterns exuded a faint golden color, and there was a black energy line in the center of each magic pattern.
Connected to Bister's clasped hands.
"Holy Light Barrier!" Menil recognized these four magic patterns at once
This is the only defensive magic pattern that Bist has mastered among advanced magic patterns. In fact, Bist used a total of 5 holy light barriers before and after. The first one was the one he condensed at the beginning, in order to buy him time to form it.
These four, and have always maintained the infusion of their energy, otherwise he would really be able to survive. Now he has very little strength left, but he does not dare to relieve his current state. Once he is relieved, he
You will fall into weakness, and then everything will be lost.
"I told you, it's okay." Bist looked at everyone and said with a smile, and then broke the link with the magic pattern. The magic pattern in the air slowly disappeared, and the light also disappeared. Bicester's originally strong black
There is only a thin layer of energy left covering the whole body.
"It's such a waste of money. You even used the forbidden spell, but your failure is doomed." Bist looked at Qiao Si with a smile. Qiao Si was speechless and his facial muscles began to twitch involuntarily.
Bist concentrated all his strength on his left hand, and then slowly formed a sword. However, this sword was much longer, about one and a half meters. The black energy flickered on and off, making it appear extremely unstable. Compared with
Bister used the index finger and middle finger of his right hand to lightly trace the blade. The black energy was slowly fixed, and a shiny black long sword took shape in Bister's hand.
"The game is not over yet." Bist said while looking at the opponent. The next moment he appeared next to the opponent. Years of combat experience allowed Moxi to react quickly, retreat very quickly and summon the Ghost and God Condensed Blood Sword.
"The response is good, but... too slow!" Bister waved the black knife in his hand, and Moxi watched in horror as one of his arms flew away from him. His left hand was neatly cut off from the shoulder, and he
I didn't even feel any pain, Bist's knife was too fast.
Ah! Blood spurted out from the broken arm, and severe pain began to erode Moxi's nerves.
Bister walked towards Moxi expressionlessly, looked at Moxi who was kneeling on the ground, and then looked at Qiao Si's Bo Tao who looked shocked. He raised the knife and dropped it, and Moxi's other arm also
Cut off by Bister.
"We admit defeat!" Qiao Si finally reacted, but now both of his son's arms have been severed. If the treatment is quick, they may be able to be reattached.
"In this arena, either one will fall out of the arena, or one side will admit defeat. There is no third way to end it." Bist looked at the other party and said coldly. This is what the other party just said. When he heard Bist's painting, he was
He was speechless. Things changed so quickly that the referee was unable to react and stood aside at a loss.