Chapter 478: Who Might Deal With It

Master Li is first on the roster, and there are many people who know his name, but few who have seen him in person, and even fewer who know about him.

If a person knows very few people, either he is ranked very low and there is no need to know if he has no grades, or he is very high and no one knows.

As far as Shafa is alone, He Ningyan is difficult to parry. Imagine if Jehoshaphat could make a dozen doppelgangers, each of which could attack with a triangular thorn?

Lyle became interested: "If you go back, Illusion, can you deal with him?"

Illusion thought for a moment: "When I also become a senior master, I can try." I'm a fantasy, he's a doppelganger, if I use a doppelganger, I'm definitely not as good as him, and the illusion plus the doppelganger makes it difficult for him to distinguish between truth and falsehood, maybe it's okay. But you have to wait until I get up to the level! Actually, you can deal with him too, no matter how many doppelgangers he has, he doesn't have as much hair as you, and his hair is all rolled up. ”

"It's hard to say, if he conjures up more than a hundred doppelgangers, even if my hair is all curled, and he makes seventeen or eighteen, I won't have time. Lyle looked at Bill, "This thing Bill should do." ”

Bill is speed, and Joshaphat is not as fast as Bill.

Bill was a little proud: "That's nature, even if he makes more than a hundred clones, I can kill them in an instant." ”

Amos said lightly: "What about a thousand, ten thousand?"

Ten thousand? Bill was stunned: "No." ”

Amos smiled, "There was once a person who had a skill that was to conjure cotton. He has two skills at the same time, conjuring cotton and weapons, such skills can only cooperate with others, and basically use the skill of weapons, who will want cotton. When he went up one level and reached the intermediate master, he was already able to compete alone. ”

After a slight pause, he said slowly: "It's not a weapon that conjures, it's cotton." The cotton he conjured could fill the entire competition space, and it could also be very tight like a boulder. The opponent is either suffocated to death by a full load of cotton, or crushed to death by a cotton block... He was able to deal with Jehoshaphat. ”

If you make a lot of cotton to fill the competition space, or use boulder-like cotton, no matter how many pieces of real body doppelganger are smashed, you can really deal with it.

"Who is he?" Amanda asked curiously.

"Dead. Amos sighed slightly: "I have long been dead, and I was burned to death during the competition." ”

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and then couldn't help but smile bitterly. Cotton is afraid of fire and burns at a point.

Amanda laughed: "How did he pick an opponent, he should partner with you or Charlie." ”

Sometimes, skills that don't matter can be turned into quite powerful skills later, when the quantity accumulates into qualitative changes. So if Bill and Jehoshaphat compete, it's uncertain, it depends on who is strong enough, just like Illusion and Jehoshaphat.

"In fact, if you want to deal with it, Andre has a better chance. Bill pointed to Andre next to him: "As long as he hides in the enchantment and solves the clones one by one, if one of Joshaphat's clones is destroyed and Jehoshaphat's physical strength can be weakened, he will have a chance to win." ”

Andre sneered: "Even if I make a hundred, I will kill them one by one, when will I kill them?"

"Then take your time, see him thinner than you, eat better, and see who can consume whom. Bill's words made Andre roll his eyes.

Andrei asked angrily: "Then what are we better than, and who can endure hunger and thirst?"

"It's stamina, oops, it's just an analogy. Bill's words made people laugh and cry, but there was no reason to refute them for a while. When competing, it is the level that determines the big head, and the rest is the ability to use skills, intelligence, physical strength and endurance, and even luck, and sometimes there are indeed low-level people who can defeat high-level ones.

"Drink, drink~" Juan, who was drunk, was sent back. He was carried by two stout young women, left and right, and thrown on one of the bunks.

Juan's dark face, along with the roots of his ears, was red, his mouth was slurred, and he usually stuttered when he was excited, but this time it was even more powerful, and he couldn't even tell what he said: "Come, come to beauty, beauty, come to drink, drink... ”

The two Indian women had a slight look of disdain on their faces, and then glanced at the other men in the room with affection, especially Huang Weiguo and Alpha, who saw that they didn't say anything, and turned to leave.

The Indian women here have the power to choose men and are willing to bear children for strong men. In rainforests with poor medical care, child mortality is high, and the stronger the father, the stronger the child. You can't get the protection of a man, but as a mother, you can get the protection of your child, and the child you give birth to is more reliable than that of a man.

The warriors who will die in battle tomorrow can be favored by women, and they will take the initiative to go without the chieftain's orders. So the more similar Huang Weiguo and Alpha are naturally the first choice, and Juan...

At this time, Juan was lying with his eyes closed, waving his hands from time to time: "Beauty, beauty, come, I don't look good, but, but... ”

How many women like it? No wonder it's thrown back, not all men want it.

Huang Weiguo, who was laying this floor, sighed: "It seems that I am going to shop another one." ”

Bill teased, "You can also find those two beauties, I think they will be happy to take you in." ”

Suddenly everyone laughed, and Huang Weiguo was a little embarrassed: "What are you laughing at, who laughs again, believe it or not, I'll go out now, let them come back, and help you match." ”

At this time, the men couldn't help laughing, and there was a laugh of "hahaha" on the side, which was Amanda's. He was grinning and laughing unscrupulously.

Feeling Charlie stabbing her, Amanda didn't stop: "What, hahaha, the beauty won't want me anyway." Hahaha... ”

Huang Weiguo's face was not very good-looking: "The beauty doesn't want you, there are still many warriors, and someone will definitely like you." ”

Although it was just a joke, but really ran out to tell which man that this Indian man was moved, and then he couldn't get to compete with his rival Charlie to the death, wasn't it a trouble? Amanda quickly reined in, but couldn't help it, so she simply covered her mouth with her hands, lay down and pretended to sleep, but her whole body trembled and betrayed her.

Charlie smiled embarrassedly, which could be regarded as a hello. Don't look at the monk's face and look at the Buddha's face, his girlfriend is this virtue, bear with it.

Still on duty at night, but no one slept well that night. It's too noisy outside. The Indians sang and danced, celebrating the victory and tomorrow's duel.

The sky was bright again, and the fiery sun was rising again.

The Black Eagle Chieftain and the sorcerers of the tribe, dressed in full suits, stood on a high place, and recited words very carefully towards the sun, scattering corn kernels from time to time. And all the people below knelt down, and raised their hands high, and threw their hands to the ground with their heads.

I really admire their beliefs, in fact, it's good to have faith.

After praying, it was the main event, and the two warriors competed.