As the players entered the ring, the surrounding audience cheered like a frying pan, the colorful flags waved, and the shouts shook the sky, for these warmongers with excess physical strength, such a wonderful high-level game can make their blood more vigorous and crazy, which also reflects the simple belligerent wind in the sanctuary, the fierce atmosphere, a kind of thriving, like the spring breeze is slowly unfolding in the sanctuary. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

His Majesty the Pope, who sat at the top of the gladiatorial arena, could feel the boiling feeling of the people on the field in the early stage of this wonderful game, every contestant on the field was a leader who had passed the test and overcome obstacles, their temperament, their spirit, and their fighting spirit, one by one, like the rising sun in the sky.

Seeing this, the high-ranking Pope smiled, a little bitter, a little sweet, a little Mona Lisa...... So much so that the chief priest Alex, who was sitting at the bottom of the table, couldn't help but ask, "What is His Majesty the Pope laughing at?"

"What do you see?" the Pope did not answer the chief priest's question, but asked rhetorically.

When Alex heard this, he was stunned for a moment, then looked at the court, pondered for a moment, and then said with a little hesitation, "I saw that Dismusk was able to defeat Kiruti and then advance to the semifinals." He really couldn't figure out what the Pope meant, so he could only follow the Pope's instructions and look into the field, and the only thing he could see was related to the Pope's smile......

"Hehe~ Alex, my brother, don't be blinded by the high position, your overall view still needs to be experienced, in the vast array of soldiers in the audience, I see hope, I see peace in the future. ”

Alex smiled with him, but his face was a little embarrassed, and what he said was very idealistic and noble......

The following contestants also entered their own rings, this is a fierce game, the result is unpredictable, eight players, four games, and the referee's strategy of taking the same time, which can make the excited spectators around a little dissatisfied, but that is the decision of the chief of staff, although everyone is a little dissatisfied, but one by one is like a man with a tail between them, can only use silence to carry out irrelevant protests, which of course by the referee red... Bare...... Naked ignored.

Although the four matches were intense, most of the people liked the "hateful" atmosphere, and they did not hesitate to watch by the side of Dismask's B ring.

"Musk, I'm very optimistic about you, you watch these many people cheer you on, let Kiruti taste your awesomeness. ”

Dis Musk never thought that Yuri, who had been following Saga since he returned to the Sanctuary, would appear in front of him at this time, did she really want to watch her own game? Or did Saga and Shura have a one-sided game without suspense, looking at the two small dimples that Yuri laughed at, Dis Musk was puzzled.

"Why are you here, did Saga dump you ......?"

"you, Saga said that your mood was a little wrong last night, I came to see me dragging a junior brother of 2580,000 yuan to be beaten all day long, don't let me down!" Yuri directly gave Musk a roll of the eyes, and then said to him viciously, and after finishing speaking, he clenched his fist and gestured, but his face was red like a red apple, which still betrayed her mood at the moment.

Dismask smiled, and he stopped talking, Yuri is still the same Yuri, although he has now learned to hide his deep shyness with his teeth and claws and pompous expressions......

"Hey, boss, don't forget the agreement between us!" At this time, a female voice suddenly came from the side, and Yuri couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, what kind of rhythm is this.

A girl with a white and black striped mask walked up to Dis Musk, naturally stroked Musk's black shirt, and whispered, "My lord, you must do it......"

The corners of Dismask's mouth twitched involuntarily, looked at the little hand of the green-haired girl in front of him who was touching his chest, and then looked at Yuri who was standing upside down next to him, and couldn't help muttering, "I should have changed into a light-colored dress yesterday, so that it is easier to color, and black is a little embarrassing." ”

At this time, the referee of Ring B blew the whistle that the game was about to start, and Dismask nodded slightly at the second daughter and wanted to walk forward.

"You can do it!" The green-haired girl took a step back and looked very seriously at the man who turned around in front of her, Dismask listened, his figure paused, and then strode forward, the sun shone on her face, leaving a black wide back, at that moment, Sharna seemed to go back to seven years ago, when she was a little girl, looking at the back of the cynical and arrogant teenager, although it was slightly more immature than now, but it gradually coincided together.

"Who are you?!" Sharna, who was still looking at the back in a daze, was suddenly awakened by the questioning voice next to her, she turned around, looked at Yuri with a cold expression, and couldn't help but laugh and said, "Who am I, I'm the little brother of Master Dismask!"

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Dismask walked into the ring with a deep face, Kiruti on the opposite side was already standing there, gearing up, leaving only a pair of bloodthirsty red lights under the red mask, constantly flickering, and the mouth kept making a sound from the depths of the throat, with a faint green light like a hungry wolf encountering prey in his eyes, his body trembled with excitement, and after a while, there was a heavy breathing sound, the breath did not look very stable, but it was very dangerous.

Dismask's eyes were fixed, and his heart was full, it seemed that Sachar was right, Kiruti was not here to fight, but to fight hard, and from that pair of bloodthirsty eyes, Dismusk understood the tone of this battle.

"Okay, gentlemen, you can fight at will without affecting the bottom line of your life, and now, the game begins!!" said the black-clad referee standing on the side, waving a small flag.

Hearing the referee's speech, Dismusk was stunned, this tone was very familiar, just now when he got into the ring, his attention was always focused on Kiruti, he didn't look at the referee at all, his eyes couldn't help but glance at the referee, and found that it was actually the bearded Kigas, the referee of the first game, which can be regarded as an acquaintance.

At the moment when Dismask's stunned moment, he was seized by Kiruti, his figure flashed and disappeared in place, and the next moment, bursting flames appeared in front of Dismask, like a lion in the grassland, fluffy and long beard, majestic, with a bloody mouth, biting his prey......

Dis Musk was shocked by the momentum of the other party, only a few years have not been seen, Kiruti's flames have burst more and more, if the flame momentum of Kiruti on the court a few years ago is the low roar of a domestic dog, a contradictory feeling of release and contraction, then now, Dis Musk can clearly feel that this burst and beating flame contains the owner's bloodthirsty will, which is like a hungry wolf in the wild, although the cry is small, the threat is big.

The body's reaction is always much faster than the brain's will, just when Kiruti's flaming straight fist was about to get closer, Dismask's figure was like a leaf in the wind and rain drifting in the sea, rubbing Kiruti's fist wind hard, and there were bursts of exclamations from the sidelines.

Dismask, who dodged and retreated to the other side, browled slightly, and there was a hot feeling on his face, and he stretched out his index finger and gently brushed the hot patch on his cheek, and a little red clearly appeared on the white fingers.

Although it was only a little red, it seemed to be more dazzling than the sun in the sky, Dismask's pupils shrank suddenly, and he looked at Kiruti not far away, his eyes burst into flames, and Kiruti also made a chatter and strange laugh in his throat under the cover of the mask, as if celebrating his revenge for the punch.

The corners of Dismask's mouth crossed an arc, the pale blue gas exploded like a blowout at the fist the size of a stone, and Kiruti in the distance also stopped screaming, and the eye sockets on the mask could clearly see the beating mass of corpse gas in the reflection of his eyes, Kiruti was very familiar with this color, and he had many nightmares when he was familiar, and his face was broken a few years ago was a surprise brought by this strong corrosive gas, and now he saw this gas again, and the owner who had this gas。

After a moment of silence, Kiruti screamed as if he had gone crazy, and then his whole body erupted into a raging fire, engulfing the whole person, becoming a burning fire man, the burning red flame burst out and a little spark continued to float in the air, visually more like a kind of flame wings, and the sparks sprinkled on the ground had a kind of volcanic rock breath.

"Phoenix!?" whispered to himself from the throne. As Alex went to the audience to assist Chief of Staff Osama in refereeing the game, sitting next to the Pope at this time was the Grand Registrar of the Templar Order, Antonio, who couldn't help but feel a little more jealous when he looked at Kiruti when he heard the Pope's muffled words.

With the strange scream, Kiruti let out a terrible flame, dodged and rushed towards Dismask, leaving a long flame ash in the ring, and Dismask on the side did not show weakness, the powerful corpse qi instantly filled the whole body, the pale blue gas blurred his figure, at the moment when Kiruti sprinted, there were several dark blue air pillars flowing out of the huge corpse gas, but it hit Kiruti's body, like a water droplet met a furnace, made a sound, and then vaporized and disappeared.

The next moment, this red and blue, a huge ball of flames, and a corpse air mass, collided fiercely, like a comet crossing the sky, leaving a piercing sound of breaking the sky, and the extremely fast and strong friction erupted with huge energy, infinitely spreading and advancing in all directions.

The pope, who looked down on the overall situation, subconsciously straightened up, his eyes kept staring at the collision of the two different colors, and directly ignored the other three games, while the grand captain Antonio next to him stood up directly, and said with a trembling mouth, "This is a battle of fate that is incompatible, Your Majesty ......"