"Boy, don't blame the uncle if you are the undead. You can only blame yourself for being overestimated and dare to challenge me." The Berserker's axe slowly favored the audience's gaze, and someone had already closed his eyes sadly.
I can't bear to watch such a young life fall.
"Haha, it's not the first time that I'm overestimating myself, and it's not bad for you this time." The imagined blood splattered everywhere, and the axe of berserk fell into nothing, and the figure of Suifeng was lost in front of me.
The berserker turned around in surprise, and Suifeng's fist had already swung in front of him, and it hit his head firmly. The berserker was blasted with stars and staggered backwards. Suifeng shook his numb fist,
Bows left and right, sweeping at the Berserker one by one, sweeping nearly ten shots in succession on the Berserker, and a few shots were swept on his head. Even if it was a steel and iron body, it would be Suifeng.
A few shots were shattered, let alone flesh and blood. The Berserker barely stood on the stage at this moment, and his axe had already fallen to the ground, his body was shaking, and even a child could push him down. Suifeng did not let the Berserker go
, swept across Qianjun, swept the Berserker's chest, and swept him heavily on the ring.
"Kill him, kill him..." There were shouts one after another in the stands. Everyone longed to see blood and even more eager to see death.
"Bored." Suifeng shook his head helplessly and squatted down beside the Berserker: "How are you? You can't die?"
"Well, why are you okay? I have suffered severe internal injuries. You can't be okay. You are still so young and not so strong." The berserker asked in surprise, without fear because of the coming of death.
He is used to death, so he can face it calmly.
"Nothing is impossible." Suifeng shook his head and continued calmly: "Remember, Suifeng will become the strongest warrior in the mainland, and it is impossible to die if you say it."
The Berserker looked at Suifeng blankly, and finally smiled relievedly, completely believing his words: "Take it, kill me."
"Why should I kill you?" Suifeng asked in confusion: "Do I want to kill you? Are you threatening me?"
"No." The Berserker replied subconsciously.
"Since there is nothing, why should I kill you? If you lose, you will lose. Why do you die at any time? Is your life so worthless?" In the Berserker's surprised eyes, Suifeng muttered impatiently, clasped his ears and buzzed with impatience.
"Hey, you can't go down yet, do you still want me to carry you down? I will carry the next challenge."
"Thank you." The Berserker said gratefully, got up with difficulty and walked off the stage.
Suifeng looked at the leaving Berserker and sighed. He recalled that he was really seriously injured just now and could hardly move. But he suddenly thought of the colorful balloon. Since he had used it once during the exam, he might as well
Once he used it, he pulled out the colorful dou balloon and cured the internal injuries in his body. As for external injuries, it didn't matter, so when the Berserker came over, he could still maintain calmness because he had completely recovered.
Suifeng's long whistle also contains the meaning of gratitude. If the colorful balloons did not obey his own command at that time, then he would have died. Fortunately, this did not happen.
"Next is yesterday's champion mage's appearance." The etiquette officer's mechanical voice announced that the challenge continued. When he heard that yesterday's champion mage's appearance was yesterday, Suifeng was so happy that he could just try the strength of the magic gun in his hand.
"Damn it, it's not malnutrition?" Suifeng's first impression was that this kid must have been born in the famine era.
Not tall, pale and thin, walking shakingly, and wishing that the gust of wind would blow him away. Suifeng asked the etiquette officer in disbelief: "Hey, brother, are you not mistaken? This guy is the champion of yesterday? That yesterday
Are all the challenged women?"
The etiquette officer almost fainted, coughed and calmed down and replied: "Yes, it's him, the challenge began."
Suifeng looked at the mage teasingly: "Brother, be careful, don't hurt, oh, was your family very poor before? It must be, otherwise you wouldn't come to the arena to make money now."
I saw that the mage's face changed from red to green and then blue, which was faster than the level of fighting spirit, but he just said nothing.
"Damn, it's a dull gourd." Suifeng cursed viciously in his heart: "You are so dull, you can't make a fart for a long time, and you can't find a woman in your life."
The face of the monk Hulu was still improving the level of fighting spirit, but he was not idle in his hands, nor did he see him chanting magic. With a wave of his left hand, he flew towards Suifeng with a big fireball. Suifeng was fearless and swung his spear.
When he met, he didn't even turn on the fighting spirit. "Buzz." The spear emitted an invisible force, tearing the big fire ball apart, and the torn fire element was instantly evaporated and disappeared by the spear.
"Demon..." Before the Manhulu finished speaking, Suifeng rushed to say, "That's right, the Demon Free Spear is here to try it today. It seems very good. Let's have a few more fireballs to let me try it."
Monkey Hulu's face had stopped at the highest level of Dou Qi purple. He didn't talk nonsense. He raised his hand and threw two magic tricks out. He still had a big fireball in his left hand, and his right hand was an electric-type electric ball.
"Damn, the dual-type magician." Suifeng evaporated the fireball again, and the electric ball was hidden behind the fireball. He thought he was finished. The spear was a good thing that was conductive. Even if it was not electrocuted, he would have to be paralyzed.
Suifeng was wrong. The electric ball was torn apart like a big fireball, and the current was absorbed by the spear and transmitted to the ground along the tail of the spear.
"Baby." Suifeng kissed the gun excitedly and looked at Du Hulu proudly: "Boy, if you still fight if I have magic equipment, don't you surrender?"
"No..." Suifeng thought he was going to say he would not surrender, and said in admiration: "I know I want to lose but I still beat you. It's a good thing, I will let you lose more brilliantly."
The fighting spirit of Sufeng was instantly displayed, and the spear in his hand quickly rotated, just like a chimpanzee back and forth. The spear turned faster and faster, and finally Sufeng shot the spear out of his hand. The muffled gourd looked at the spear flying towards him and was invisible.
The magic in his hand kept slamming the gun, but unfortunately the magic exemption effect absorbed all the magic.
Just when the long robbery was about to hit the Du Hulu, Suifeng grabbed the spear with his left hand and hit Du Hulu's belly with a punch. Suifeng raised Du Hulu's head and asked with a smile: "Do you admit defeat?"
"No..." Dulu's forehead was covered in sweat, but he insisted on saying no.
"Good, I like it with personality." Suifeng said before Menhulu again. Menhulu's face changed again, and Suifeng's second punch also hit his stomach.
"Do you admit defeat?" Suifeng asked again.
"No..." Suifeng stopped talking, just greeted Du Hulu until he hit him on the ground and couldn't get up. Suifeng asked again: "Do you admit it or not?"
"No...no...no...beat...big."
"Damn." Suifeng fainted. It turned out to be a stutter. He just thought he refused to give in. It turned out that this kid had always wanted to say no to fight.
Suifeng looked at the silly gourd on the ground that was beaten into a pig's head and said apologetically: "Sorry, I didn't know you were stuttering. If I had known I wouldn't have put such heavy hands. So are you, what have you said
No, I won’t say I’m going to admit it.”
The muffled gourd was lying on the ground, swollen head, unable to say a word, his eyes were filled with tears of grievance, and his heart was crying: If I hadn't stuttered, could I have instant magic so easily? Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo
I have long wanted to say no to fight, but have you given me a chance to speak? I was anxious and kept saying no. I didn’t know how to admit defeat.
"Why are you crying, the big man?" Suifeng used his dirty hands to wipe the swollen face of the muddy gourd, and he shivered in pain.
"You can take something from the champion the day before. I want this necklace." Suifeng's eyes pointed, and he saw a necklace in the dug gourd's close-fitting suit. The chain looked very special, unlike what everyone usually wears.
It is golden or silver-gray, but dark green. I picked it off from the body of the silted gourd and found that there is a pendant under the chain. The pendant is in the shape of a green leaf, and the patterns on the leaves are clearly visible. It seems that water droplets are stuck on it, but with your hands
When I touched it, there were still small serrated teeth on the side, which looked extremely delicate.
"This pendant is good. She will definitely like it as a gift for Ling Shuang." Suifeng was happy and ignored the tears behind him: "My, that pendant is mine." He could only stay in the scene.
I cried in my heart, who told him to stutter?
Ling Yun punched Suifeng, who came back, and said, "I was scared to death just now. I thought I was going to collect the body."
Suifeng closed his hair and replied proudly like a big rooster who won the battle: "I am a person destined to be a strong man on the mainland, how could he die easily?"
"Tsk, the mainland's strong man? Let's talk about it if you can pass my sister Wang." Ling Yun looked disgusted and vomited.
"This...this..." When Suifeng thought of Ling Shuang, he was still quite afraid, and was not sure if he could handle Ling Shuang.
Ling Yun leaned into Suifeng's ear and whispered: "Don't blame me for not reminding you, Ling Shuang's birthday is during the Chinese New Year. You used to go home for the New Year, so you were avoided. This year is different. You must have been intern in the army.
You can't go home. If you can't celebrate her birthday well, then you'll be done."