When Grim stood in the middle of the field again, he immediately sensed the domineering momentum coming from the opposite Mark. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

In the previous life on Earth, domineering people may have been just a metaphor, but in this high-demon world where even spiritual belief can become a powerful force, the spiritual coercion and domineering like substance can indeed be truly felt.

Through the feedback of the chip, Grim preliminarily judged that the opponent's strength and physique may be above 17 points, and the mental power may be slightly lower, with 16 points.

With such a powerful physical and spiritual condensation, Grim suddenly felt like he was in the whirlpool of a powerful storm in nature. There was even a slight tingling and burning sensation on the skin on the front of the entire body.

Grim frowned.

It seems that he must improve his mental strength as soon as possible, otherwise just by coming face to face with a senior apprentice, he will feel like he is under strong air pressure and cannot breathe.

This is also because Grim's rank is too low. If he had the strength of an intermediate apprentice and was able to combine his elemental power and spiritual power, he would be able to form a personal protection similar to an energy field. When the time comes, if you encounter an enemy who is stronger than you, you will not be as naked as you are now.

Mark the Thunderbolt Tomahawk is a sturdy man who is 2.5 meters tall, with a broad body and strong muscles, and even if the huge tomahawk behind him is not held in his hand, the unifying fury is still undiminished.

At this moment, he looked at Grim, who was a little thin, and couldn't help laughing.

"Boy, you are very kind! I know that I will be abused if I come today, but I dare to come, hahaha...... I like it. ”

Grim squinted slightly, endured all the discomfort caused by the difference in rank, and choked slightly.

"It's too early to say whether it's a win or a defeat. I hope that Master Mark will show mercy to his men for a while!"

"Haha...... It's easy to say, it's easy to say. Even though they all said they were going to break your legs and feet and crush half of your bones, my Mark liked you. Good boy, it's quite relieving that you can make Kuroki's living dead faint. Hehe, I'm happy today, it's enough to break your two legs. This little bit of flesh and skin pain is a welcome gift to welcome you into the camp!"

"Uh......" Breaking your legs and hands may not really be an incurable injury here, but the pain of the treatment process is unavoidable. Therefore, listening to the other party talking about such a "hurtful" topic in a gifted tone, Grim could only roll his eyes, thinking that he was farting.

"Hey, are you all right? I'm going to start a war here after the bet is counted!How long are you going to let Lao Tzu prepare?" Mark was obviously also in a hurry, rubbing his big hands and shouting at the sidelines.

And on the sidelines, it was still crowded and lively.

Crowds of high-level apprentices and would-be wizards gathered around Mensa and loudly announced their bets.

"170 magic crystals, bet on Mark to win!"

"230 magic crystals, bet on Mark to win!"

"90 magic crystals, bet on Mark to win!"

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Erected on a huge fluorescent stone slab on the sidelines, the number of magic crystals pressed on Mark's side doubled, and soon reached a high of 3680. On the other side, under Grim's name, there were 700 magic crystals hanging alone.

This is still a sum pressed by Grim himself, otherwise everyone is betting on one side, I'm afraid this bet is really difficult to achieve.

Today's odds are nowhere near as exaggerated as yesterday's. After everyone's unanimous measurement, the bald head Afu took over the gamble, and the odds given were 4:1. With such a gamble, if Grim loses in the hands of Mark, in addition to suffering from flesh and skin, he will also have to bear a lot of gambling debts. At that time, I'm afraid I will have to sell myself to the camp and slowly repay the task!

For the group of battle maniacs in the camp, whether they make money or not is a trivial matter, and killing this newcomer's spirit is what everyone is most happy to see.

However, just as the voice died down and the bald Ah Fu was about to announce the start of the battle, a low and hoarse voice suddenly sounded.

"300 magic crystals, I will win over Grim!"

Although the sound was not loud, it suddenly froze the atmosphere in the venue like a cold current, causing everyone to freeze for a moment before remembering the owner who turned his head to look at the voice.

Kuroki?!

It turned out to be Kuroki!!

At this moment, everyone had a sense of disambiguity that the world was spinning and day and night were reversed. This...... How is this possible? It's not surprising that the whole camp is beating Grim's victory, but it shouldn't be Kuroki! Aren't we helping him get rid of his anger?

Just as everyone was gaping their mouths wide open, stunned, another voice suddenly sounded in the crowd.

"I also beat Grim to win, 270 magic crystals!"

Kevin!

Everyone gasped, and the expressions on their faces were wonderful. As today's dealer, the bald Ah Fu felt that today's sun was a little dazzling for the first time, and the magic crystals stacked on his side were a little less cute. Although he didn't have time to study those god-chatter prophecies, he also vaguely felt that today's gamble was a little beyond his control.

glared at Kuroki and Kevin viciously, and the bald Ah Fu couldn't wait to shout loudly.

"The bet is set, I declare, now the battle begins!"

With Ah Fu's order, the two sides immediately made a big move.

With a swipe of the strong man's big hand, the battle axe behind his back appeared in the huge palm of the fan-like hand, accompanied by a crackling thunderclap, and countless blue arcs flickered around him.

Under the powerful electric current induction, Grim, who was 100 meters away, could smell the smell of the stinky electricity burning the air in the venue.

Even though he was extremely confident in the Demon Crocodile Hunter under him, Grim still didn't dare to block the long-standing blow of the Thunder Tomahawk Mark. Stamped with his right foot, and under the desperate urging of Grim, the Demon Crocodile Hunter was already sneaking underground at the fastest speed.

Filled with strength, Mark let out a deafening battle cry from his back to the sky, and launched a savage charge at the rapidly descending demon crocodile with a footstep that shook the ground and the mountains. His steps weren't heavy, but with each step, he left a shallow pit in place covered with cobweb-like cracks. He didn't take a big step, but he rushed in front of Grim before the crocodile was completely gone.

With a whining of the wind, the crocodile's long, thick tail covered with thorn sarcoma flung at it, colliding with Mark's thunderbolt-filled tomahawk.

There was a bang, followed by a splatter of shattered dirt and gravel and a small lightning storm that burst out suddenly.

Grim's body swept up in the dirt by the native hunter sank completely, and he narrowly escaped the splash of dirt and lightning. Everyone could see clearly that before the demon crocodile dived into the ground, most of the long tail of the back half of its body had disappeared, and it looked extremely miserable.

At this moment, Mark stepped on the ground with both feet, jumped high with the force of impact, and was in mid-air, suddenly with a violent shout, and threw the battle axe with all his strength, and the target was the place where Grim's body disappeared.

There was another earth-shattering bang, and the thunderbolt tomahawk slammed into the ground with a blinding lightning storm, instantly smashing the ground into a huge crater more than half a meter deep. The lightning storm that burst out suddenly continued to flash at the bottom of the pit, burning the dirt, sand and gravel into a glass-like substance.

Such a violent blow, let alone a frontal confrontation, is to be swept up by the aftermath, and for a junior apprentice, it is either dead or injured.

In everyone's keen spiritual perception, the life energy representing Grim fell suddenly, and more than 2/3 disappeared in an instant.

But fortunately, the earth still took more damage for him, and he only suffered some concussive aftermath, so the strong man Mark's thunderous blow did not kill him in seconds. This made everyone in the audience shake their heads and sigh regretfully!

If that Mark had been a little faster and more powerful, maybe that kid named Grim would have been smothered directly in the shallow underground.

The junior apprentice wants to challenge the senior apprentice? That's a joke! It's really going to be true, Grim can't even take a blow from Mark. Probably only scrap wood like Kuroki would be tossed to the ground by a small junior apprentice!

Bearing the bewildered, sarcastic, or disdainful gazes of the crowd, Kuroki hid his face in the shadow of a dark hood, and only a pair of dark green ghostly fires danced faintly, not knowing what he was thinking.

Only the black hand Kevin's face was cloudy and uncertain as the battle situation changed.

Mark's furious lore at the beginning of the game almost scared Kevin's soul away, to be honest. The bet of 270 magic crystals was Kevin's hard work in the past two or three years, and he was counting on changing himself to a good enchanted dagger. This has to make your brain hot, and you will be smashed into the mud pit inexplicably, wouldn't it be a loss for the bottom pants!

What does that Grim have to rely on? With that magic crocodile, I'm afraid that as soon as he shows his head, he will be smashed into a pile of mud by the powerful Mark. Boy, boy, you must not trap me, otherwise Lao Tzu will block your door every day!

However, at this moment, Grim is hiding in the ground and vomiting blood.

The blow that was so powerful that he was really hurt. If it weren't for the fact that he saw the opportunity quickly and desperately sneaked deep underground, I'm afraid that the blow just now would have expelled him from the field. Even so, just the huge shock transmitted by the ground squeeze made him vomit three liters of blood, and he almost couldn't afford to collapse.

Sneaking quickly in the dark underground, taking advantage of the small space propped up by the Earth Demon Golem, Grim quickly dealt with his injuries. Only then did he throw out the new golem that he had obtained after a night of hard work last night, and he drove the crocodile hunter to float upwards slowly.

Sure enough, Mark had been prepared for Grim's underground sneak attack. The leather boots on his feet were obviously odd, inspiring eerie magical fluctuations that made the ground beneath him rock-solid, blocking out all earth-based sorcery cast by the crocodile hunters.

In the end, Mark of the Thunderbolt Tomahawk simply sat cross-legged in the middle of the field and shouted with disdain, "Boy, from now on, your attacks in the underground will be useless to me. If you still want to fight, give it to me! If you want to consume, then I will spend it with you. I don't believe your puppet creatures can last that long!"

Before he could finish speaking, Mark jerked up and re-grasped the tomahawk in his hand.

On the ground less than a hundred meters away from him, the Demon Crocodile Hunter was slowly rising to the surface, Grimson's cold eyes staring at him.

"Good boy, you're interested. Let Uncle Mark teach you what it means to fight today!"

With that, Mark's body was once again filled with blue free arcs, and the big axe swung and rushed up with a howl.

"Didn't you always want to see my methods? Okay, I'll let you see it right now. Grimson sneered, raised his hands in the air, and shouted, "Come out, my berserker!"

With his call, the entire field instantly collapsed.