Chapter 719: One to Three
Surrendering without a fight, the "defenders" surrendering without a fight, which is unique in the history of the previous 36 underground summits, is equivalent to setting a precedent!
Full fryer!
Thomas, on the other hand, was very calm, switched places with Ferdinand, and then sat on the floor, closing his eyes and saying nothing, as if the restlessness of the scene had nothing to do with him.
Freud smiled wryly, glanced at the somewhat unbearable faces of Lucifer and other high-level leaders on the assembly side, and sighed helplessly in his heart, Thomas's move was whether it was because of injuries, tactical considerations, or other reasons, but as a defender, he took the stage to accept the challenge, but surrendered without a fight, which in itself is a stain that has been criticized, especially in the underground world where the strong are respected, not only will he lose the face of Thomas personally and the arbiter, but also the conference will be humiliated, and in disguise, it will also lower the gold content of the three emperors and five kings.
But no matter what, the fact that it is a done thing cannot be changed, the conference will continue, the next turn is Death Valley Sheringham, he chose to challenge Bolton, the strength of the two sides is close, more than 50 rounds of fighting, and finally ended with Sheringhan's narrow victory, this time, both sides are hugely consumed, Bolton was also seriously injured, as if he lost the strength to fight again.
Next, the first empire gold marshal Berust appeared, he hesitated for a long time, and finally chose Sheringham, Sheringham hung up the exemption card, and took the initiative to abstain like Thomas, but unlike Thomas, he got thunderous applause from the audience, which is obvious to all, in the last battle with Bolt, this one did his best.
On the contrary, although Berust temporarily sat on the royal seat, the people in the First Empire in the audience seemed very silent, and half of them even cast disdainful glances at him, in their hearts, Berust's challenge should be Ferdinand, a traitor!
Thatcher said with a cold face: "You are so disappointing, it is a shame to be with you." ”
Berust, who was just about to start, looked at her sideways, and a slight smile on the corner of his mouth: "Thatcher, he is a subordinate, is it wrong for me to leave the opportunity to you?"
Thatcher mocked: "Is it interesting to say such things to me? Nowitzki will be eliminated early, and I will have a fierce battle with Ferdinand, who else will you be the leader of the First Empire?"
Berust was thought through, his face did not show a trace of embarrassment, and said in a voice that the two could hear: "Thatcher, the strength of the wheel of seniority, that position should have belonged to me, don't forget, Ferdinand is a subordinate under your command, I don't make a move against him, at most let some people have a grudge against me, it's not a big deal, when I take the position, I will naturally be able to subdue people's hearts, and if you don't make a move, it will be pointed out by thousands of people, let alone the upper position, I'm afraid that it will be difficult for you to continue to stay in the First Empire... I'm kind enough to remind you, I always feel that this guy Ferdinand is hiding his strength, good luck. He shook his head with a smile and walked away.
The next one, the killer alliance blood phoenix, a gorgeous fox coat, a hot figure, and a charming appearance, is this a natural stunner for men, since his debut, there have been more than 1,000 lives on his hands, half of them, after death, she was skinned and cramped, digging out her heart and lungs, ruthless in her heart, cruel in means, and making people talk about it.
And after the blood phoenix, it's Thatcher's turn.
"I'm going to challenge the three of you with a one-on-three approach. Just as the blood phoenix's eyes were circulating and choosing the object to challenge, an indifferent voice sounded, which immediately attracted countless eyes.
It was a brown-skinned man, who looked to be in his thirties, with a thin build, a wooden expression that gave people a lifeless look, and was the challenger with the lottery number nine after Thatcher.
A loose practitioner with the same name as the ancient Egyptian mythological Hades: O'Lelis.
Aurelius pointed to the blood phoenix, then to Thatcher, and finally to the dragon king on the king's seat, the meaning was very clear, one person singled out three people.
This scene is so familiar, in the last conference, the inconspicuous Night King drew the number five, challenged four people at the same time, and won the king in one battle!
The audience was amazed!
Freud paused for a moment, and asked with some uncertainty, "O'Lelis, are you going to challenge the three of Blood Phoenix, Thatcher, and Dragon King at the same time?"
O'Lelius nodded silently.
Biscondi looked at the Night King with interest and smiled, "Hehe, interesting, King, that kid won't be in the same vein as you, will he?"
The Night King glanced at him, shook his head, and a trace of worry crossed his eyes, as far as his induction was concerned, although O'Leiris was indeed in the realm of the Great Perfection of Ning Dan, he should not break through for a long time, and his breath was still a little vain, so how could he have the confidence to use one against three?
There must be demons when things go wrong, and it doesn't hurt to watch the excitement in normal times, but now, the three people challenged by Olysses include Thatcher, which has to make him worry about it.
You must know that this kind of challenge is about life and death nine times out of ten, just like the last conference, if he is not more than eighty percent sure, he will definitely not rush to launch it with a pride and impulse.
The audience, the First Empire, the Killer Alliance, and the Dragon Group, together with more than two or three thousand people, all threw their unkindness at O'Lelis at this moment, not only what, but the latter's behavior was a kind of contempt for the leaders of the three parties.
That's right, at the last conference, the Night King was born with one enemy and four enemies, and the battle of the king shook the audience, and thus began a legend in the underground world, but is the legend so easy to replicate? How many years does it take for the Night King to produce such a demonic character in the underground world? Can this Oclysses who appeared out of nowhere be compared to the Night King?
The devil believes it!
Of course, they didn't bombard excessively, but just came out a few words of catharsis one after another, no matter what, the people who can stand on the stage today are all the strongest of the strong after the selection of layers and layers, regardless of the forces to which they belong, in terms of personal strength, they are really not qualified to question.
Blood Phoenix narrowed his eyes and stared at Aurelius quietly, and after a moment, the corners of his mouth curved a slight arc: "Interesting, I have no reason to refuse." ”
Thatcher also nodded: "I'm okay with that." ”
The Dragon King stood up from his seat.
On this occasion, in this challenge mode, even if the other party is a Dao realm powerhouse, there is no reason not to accept it.
Soon, the two sides came to the center of the high platform, the dragon king was in the center, and it was a simple arrangement, he attacked the middle lane, the blood phoenix was responsible for the left side, and Thatcher was responsible for the right side, and the two girls nodded without thinking about it.
"Boom!"
With Freud's order, the three dragon kings released their true anger and launched an offensive in no particular order, and O'Lelius still stood in place, giving people the feeling that he was not ready, and he didn't have time to react, no one noticed, and a grim smile flashed from his eyes.
(End of chapter)