The mob agreed.

This was not Su Shen's expectation at all.

In other words, it is not wise to guess this kind of thing, after all, this is the urine nature of the mob.

On the contrary, when the thug rushed out before, the situation of another thug young man pulling him to speak caught Su Shen's attention.

He has good hearing.

By the wind, he could faintly hear something.

That man, dissuading the previous mobs.

From Gu Qingluo, Su Shen knew that that person was Danba.

A smart, cautious yet bold thug.

Su Shen began to realize that this might be the one he had been afraid of: a rare thug who was willing to use his brains.

The content of the next negotiation between Danba and Su Shen confirmed this.

Tamba proposes that Takusha can be played, but the spectators must be far enough away from both sides of the duel to ensure that the duel is played in absolute fairness.

If any other Terran or Rioter intervenes in the battle, the other side is deemed defeated, Takusha is canceled, and the other party can evacuate in time.

Su Shen agreed.

He didn't intend to play any tricks in this regard, but the other party's caution proved that this was not an opponent who could be careless.

Perhaps his previous series of practices were not at the behest of the high priest.

After the permission of both parties, Su Shen, Gu Qingluo, He Yuandong, Danba, and Men Tiano retreated into the distance together.

Retreat to a sufficient distance.

Retreat to a distance where it would take them a while to reach even if they ran with all their might.

Only two people were left at the scene.

Wang Doosan and Ferraro.

Yes, Wang Doosan was the participant in this duel.

For this reason, Su Shen made a lot of effort to convince everyone.

At this moment, under the hunting banner, Wang Doushan and Ferraro stood against each other.

Looking at Wang Doushan, Ferraro grinned, revealing his white teeth: "Will the weak human race finally have the courage to stand up and duel? It seems that you are the strongest among them." But you're too fat, and your real strength isn't something that a pile of rotten meat can show!"

Wang Doushan pursed his lips: "I didn't know that the mob clan also talked so much. ”

"It's just a final message to the deceased. Ferraro's arms shook, and he soared with a strong fighting spirit.

He shouted:

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"Die!"

In the wild roar, the fist wrapped in the chill of death blasted out a hurricane rage, surging towards Wang Doushan with unstoppable momentum.

Wang Doosan smiled.

Faced with this punch with the power of horror and destruction, Wang Doosan responded with the same attack.

"Roar!"

The same roar, the same punches.

The flat ground kicked up a thick smoke and dust, coiling and whistling out the fighting spirit.

Rumble!

Iron fist collision.

Rolling waves of dust swept out.

A mountain of force erupted from the center of the collision, and the next moment, two figures flew up at the same time.

Wang Doushan flew to the peak, slammed to the ground, stepped on the ground with big feet, and the earth roared, bringing a violent earthquake.

Ferraro, in contrast, was much more agile, he rolled in the air for more than a dozen heels, unloaded the terrifying power from his opponent, and landed easily without a trace of dust and smoke, showing an amazing control of power.

This confrontation is a chess opponent.

Ferraro looked at Wang Doushan, with excitement in his eyes: "Your strength is much greater than I thought, it seems that it is not all fat." ”

"Didn't you say that it was the last sentence?" Wang Doushan said contemptuously.

The two looked at each other, and at that moment, iron-blooded battle intent flashed in their pupils at the same time.

"Howl!"

Together, they roared and charged at their opponents, swinging their fists and unleashing their wildness and wildness.

So on the earth, the dust and smoke soared, stirring up an iron-blooded frenzy.

Watching the fight between the two from afar, even Danba had a hint of surprise in his eyes. Although it is not that the Terrans have never produced fierce people, when a human race is really fighting against a Templar warrior with its own strength, it still feels a little shocked in his heart.

But because of this, Danba was a little relieved.

Conspiracy always unfolds when the strength is inferior to the opponent, and when the power is strong enough, the conspiracy is meaningless.

A Terran has shown strength to stand up to the Templars, which may be why the Terrans dare to use Takusha.

If that's the case, Danba isn't worried.

The last thing the mob is afraid of is the hard work of real swords and guns, if it is lost in a fair competition, there is no resentment in death.

Men Tiano next to him suddenly said: "This fat man's strength is good, but if you think you can rely on this level of strength."

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To beat the Ferraro Warriors would be a big mistake. For Ferraro, it was just a warm-up. ”

As he spoke, he glanced at Su Shen provocatively.

He hadn't forgotten that it was this guy who had sneered on them before everyone entered, and it was Moli Khan who told him to kill them first.

If he hadn't been in Takusha, he would have rushed up to kill this emaciated Terran by now.

Su Shen sneered disdainfully at Mentiano's provocation: "Oh, yes? But for our people, this is not even a warm-up level." ”

Mentiano's face sank: "Don't be ashamed!"

Su Shen replied with a bitter sarcasm: "Oh, you can still speak idioms." ”

Gu Qingluo couldn't hold it anymore, covered her mouth and sneered.

Mentiano wanted to say something, but was stopped by Danba: "Don't fight with the Terrans, that's their specialty." All we need to do is kill them!"

Men Tiano nodded and stepped back.

At this time, on the dueling field, the situation changed dramatically.

Perhaps a little tired of such a brutal way of purely competing for strength, Ferraro roared after separating from Wang Doushan again, and the totem patterns on his whole body began to shine.

Unlike the thugs that Su Shen had killed, he was all when he showed up.

The blood-colored fireworks burst into the sky with the help of totemic displays, condensing a huge and magnificent pattern in the sky above Ferraro's head.

A red-eyed wolf!

The totem patterns of the mob clan are not randomly combined, but combine into a complete whole after reaching a certain level, and turn into a real totem, which is the so-called guardian totem.

In the era when there was no Source Energy Temple, the Guardian Totem represented the power of the Tyrant Clan and was the direction of their development.

It's just that most of the tyrants have to go at least to the Boiling Blood Realm to condense a complete Guardian Totem, and Ferraro has already done this in the Qi Induction Realm, and even done it perfectly.

The huge red-eyed wolf in the sky raised its head and let out a loud roar, some like the bloodline phantom of the bloodline nobles, but there was a difference.

The hideous image, the majestic momentum, represents a terrifying force bursting out.

Ferraro's entire body swept up with a flaming current, making the entire space unreal.

"Die, Terran, Red Wolf Fury!"

The red-eyed wolf in the air roared and pounced.

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