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Now the situation in the arena is very obvious, the remaining three people, two are Yucai, one is the star of tomorrow, although it seems that Yucai's victory is more likely to win the championship, because after all, the two of their own people can exchange tactics or save physical strength in a certain aspect to eliminate the enemy together, but in fact, the people who are not Yucai know very well what kind of means to defeat the star of tomorrow Yucai, whether it is a trick or a strong interference, or even an injury for an injury is a helpless means, but look at Yucai Although he won, what is the price? Buck is just getting out of bed now, although Jenny has been treated, but the mental wear can not be recovered with a few magics, although Holm has rested for a while, but that battle will also make Holm's self-confidence be knocked down a lot. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

There are no weak people, and every battle will be a superposition of blood and tears. As for Malkem, not to mention how powerful he is as a scout, just the perception of the war and how to adjust himself to restore his state is definitely much stronger than the people who cultivate talents.

Fortunately, in order to let the players enter the best competitive state, it can be regarded as a compensation for Yucai, and he took a whole day off, and the melee of the three was carried out every other day, which gave Yucai a little opportunity to adjust. "Holm, I want you to release water on Jenny, and do your best to ensure that Jenny is in the best condition against Malkem, and at the same time, you are the first to face Marchem, and your task is to find out Malkem's strength as much as possible, and report to me, we are studying it in a targeted manner, and if possible, try to cause mental damage to Malkem. Luo Muye said to Holm in the meeting, "Boss, I don't like to hear what you say, why do you want to release the water, wouldn't it be nice to have a good fight, I'm a battle dwarf, and why don't you believe me, Malkem I think I can beat it up, and I'm not a soft persimmon." Holm muttered discontentedly. "Malkaem has been hiding his strength, you can't see that I can, and this is the most terrifying person in Tomorrowstar, the terrible thing is that he has too many lives on his hands, and there is no way to compare him with a terrible newcomer like us who has experienced little combat and has not experienced much death. Of course I hope you win, but I know very well that you can't! It's going to take a little time to bridge the gap between you, and if you still think I'm the boss, do what I say. "Annoying!" Holm pushed away the table and turned to leave, he was really a little upset, it seemed that Gru had said that Malkem was a little terrible, no matter how high his martial arts were, he couldn't be so cautious with a hammer. "Alas" Luo Muye sighed and smiled at Jenny, "Please." "I'll try my best, he's strong," Jenny said solemnly, without guaranteeing.

At this time, in the lounge, Malkem gently put a willow flute to his lips, blowing gently, a pleasant tone came from his lips, Malkem closed his eyes and didn't know what he was thinking, the body on the rocking chair swayed gently with the breeze, letting the breeze sweep through the ends of his hair with a trace of freedom. Suddenly, the music stopped abruptly, and Malkem opened his eyes, and at this time there was a footstep, "Hello, please come on, the game is about to begin," the waiter bowed slightly and said softly. Malkaem nodded at the waiter, stood up and moved, and put on a confident smile and walked out the door.

And here, although Holm was a little angry and puzzled at first, but with this trust and understanding of Luo Muye, he knew what to do, pinched the little clay figure that a dwarf girl gave him just now, his mood became high, he was fully armed, straightened his helmet, smiled at the mirror again, picked up the battle axe leaning on the door and threw it on his shoulder, and walked outside with a smile. This match will break out between two fighters who are prepared. What kind of spark will be sparked is something that no one can predict.

The floodgates opened as scheduled, and it was Malkem and Holm who appeared.

"Finally meet Malkaem!" Holm staggered up with the axe, and was about to unload the axe from his shoulder, rubbing the blade of the axe with his hand, and quietly playing with an axe flower to show his understanding of the axe, Malkam looked at Holm's show-off behavior like a child, just smiled and shook his body, "Jingle bell" It was the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground, and it turned out that Malkaem was carrying a load in every game, as if it was a game, and the winner or loser had already been decided at the beginning. "Well, it's so much easier, how many seconds do you think you're worth?" said Marchem, raising his head in Holm's direction. "Your uncle, I'm a weak chicken, what are you?, tomorrow will be a garbage disposal station, you garbage lives in the world, in addition to smearing the reputation of the barrier tomorrow, if I had you find yourself a septic tank and bury yourself..."No matter how bad the words are, if you follow Luo Muye for a while, you will also become a poisonous snake's mouth. Hearing Homeby's chatter without the slightest desire to stop, Malkem's face became darker and darker, his eyes no longer playfully pupils shrank, and "very good" suddenly released like a spring that had been pressed to the limit when the words fell. The "poof" one ejected, and the speed was even more amazing than Alice's. Home's brain reflexively allowed him to block, but it was too late, and there was a noticeable disconnect between the speed of his brain and the body's response. Malkem chose a left hook this time, and the huge fist hit Holm's helmet fiercely, making a "bang" sound, which made Holm directly beaten a little confused, Holm couldn't help but shake his head and was really beaten a little north, but Malkam did not carry out the next attack, and after swinging that punch again, Malkem chose to return to his original place, watching Holm shake his head there. This provocative moment made the newly recovered Holm's heart cool to the bottom, it turned out that Malkem was so strong, although it was ruthless, but it also inspired Holm's belligerent heart to fight the dwarf, Holm hung his big axe on the back waist, but his hands touched the armed belt on the chest, which was a dozen axes he specially prepared for himself, who said that dwarves have no long-range attacks, Holm glanced at Malkem and jumped back, and threw out the two small axes he had just taken out without hesitation, and his hand did not stop and touched the other axes, one towards the head and the other towards Malkem's legs, and the speed of the axes quickly made a sharp sound of breaking the air, But Malkem is even faster, the trajectory of the axe is completely in Malkem's eyes, slow like a snail's crawling, Holm thought that even if the flying axe technology he figured out could not be successful, it would make Malkem a little messy, but the result disappointed him, Malkem was still so light and light to dodge, and even used his afterimage to pose a few poss to taunt Holm, who was very annoyed to see Holm, who was originally jumping back to open the distance and constantly throwing the axe, was deformed by the excited action. He slammed his feet on the ground, not retreating, but staying where he was, reciting the incantation. Are some dwarves starting to play magic too? So there was a strange scene on the field, one posing with an afterimage there, and the other stopped in place and started chanting incantations. Home's stop made Malkem frown and put away his playful thoughts, and an acceleration appeared in front of Home, and kicked Home's knee fiercely, Marchem also thought that the dwarf's chest was thick and armory, it was better to target the knees that lacked protection, that is, cut off the dwarf's mobility, and there was a certain amount of damage, even if Home's reaction time to change the lower limbs was far less than the speed of the upper body. "When" A sound of metal colliding, Holm's weird smile, made Malkem realize that he was fooled, Holm didn't chant a spell at all, he just quietly tore a magic scroll petrification, or he used it on himself, he had already calculated it, he knew that his speed could not fight with Malkem, so he just waited for work, let Malkem get close, and then just judge the general direction to hit his own attack, this time did give Malkem a big surprise, although Malkem was successfully kicked up by the close-quarters, but this kick successfully lifted the petrified Holm from the negative state, and the effect of petrification also made Holm immune to the damage of this kickHolm didn't take the axe with both hands, but the moment he approached, he immediately formed a fist with both hands and attacked Malkam at the same time. "Hmph" Malkem snorted, these two punches hit Malkem solidly, but Malkem didn't choose to retreat, since he was close, the opponent had to pay something, right? Malchem is a very unique person, although he can use a lot of magic, but in comparison, Malkem needs to deal with scouts, and he is more proficient in breaking defenses, debuffs, and interference magic, and there is very little direct damage, just like this time Malkem chose two debuff magics, one is the Great Law of Slowness, and the other is the Light of Destruction. Holm felt so heavy that he seemed to have a hard time lifting his arms, and his armor seemed to be transparent and no longer protected from anything. Holm could only use the strong physique of the dwarf to choose to resist hard, hoping that the time of the magic would pass quickly, and Malcolm did not stop after the magic was cast, but a roundhouse kick, with the other foot and a horizontal kick, this kick hit Holm's helmet from the other direction, and Holm was directly shorter, and Holm was jumped on the ground, and his body made more contact with the ground. The whole head hurts and cracks. Although he was still dizzy, Holm struggled to get up, and at this moment, a pair of big feet stomped on Holm's waist fiercely, causing Holm's body to be stepped on again and let out a painful gasp. Holm is not such an easy person to compromise, when those feet stepped on his waist, Holm boldly used a trick, the scorpion swung his tail, and his legs bent upwards and stared, which was something that Malkam did not expect, although the strength was not very large, but it also made Malkam have a stumbling back. It was this small gap, Holm endured severe pain, a lazy donkey rolled out of that dangerous area, stood up with difficulty, took off his helmet and rubbed his head, he looked at a deep depression in the helmet and a small hole that had been broken, but there was a palpitation in his heart, if there was no helmet protection, I am afraid that he would be dead now. Malkaem just stumbled and didn't lose his combat effectiveness Seeing Holm recover, he squinted his eyes, and then accelerated again to give Holm a little more color, but as soon as he stepped together, he felt that something was wrong, not that his speed slowed down but that he was not very easy to rush, why? Because Holm threw the axe like a fool, Holm didn't look at the trajectory anyway, he just threw it in the sky, still threw it horizontally, threw it vertically, threw it at his feet, threw it upside down, this random littering made Malcolm hesitate a little, this kind of littering without a trajectory will make the impact a little troublesome, such as the few thrown into the sky, although they know that they will not fall on themselves, but what if they fall and hit other axes? There was a rebound just now that almost hit him, so why do useless work, Malkem didn't believe that the axe on Holm's body was infinite. Malcam stood there and watched Holm's performance, Malkem's act of throwing axes bought himself a few seconds, and as soon as Holm stopped, Malkem did not hesitate to rush over, but this time when he was about to make contact, Holm successfully dodged and gave himself a slap, the surprised Malkem thought it was his own mistake, and he didn't believe in evil again, but the ending was the same, and he was slapped again, and Malkem immediately changed his moves as soon as he saw that the situation was wrong, but he didn't know what happened to Holm, and then every move of Malkem Holm could defend and even make a small counterattack, and this kind of continuous accumulation of counterattacks, there are more large and small wounds on Malkem's body, which is completely unexpected, Malkem did not expect at the beginning, and finally seized an opportunity, Malkem pushed Holm away, "Enough! What kind of move is this" Malkem roared, "The 7th set of broadcast gymnastics he taught," Holm said, and pointed to Luo Muye, who was laughing brightly and brightly in the audience. This broadcast gymnastics seems useless, but it is an excellent move to static braking, I thought it was just to strengthen my body, but I didn't expect it to shine in the competition, but Luo Muye didn't expect that at the second impact, Holm was a flash of inspiration in his head, he just wanted to try it, he didn't expect it to be so easy to use, he just needed to combine those weird moves. "You forced me" Malkem took a deep breath, his body began to redden, and the temperature around him suddenly rose a notch, and suddenly Malkem turned into a fiery red ball, and hit Holm who had just set up a defensive stance, and the two were immediately overwhelmed by the red, and no one could see what was going on inside. After a long time, the red color faded, revealing the figures of the two inside, Holm had fallen to the ground and fainted, while Marchem was on his knees coughing up a mouthful of blood, looking sluggish. The referee hastily announced the result, but fortunately Holm did not die, but was stunned by the heavy impact. The worried crowd in the audience breathed a sigh of relief.

The next day's game was even more unexpected, because Holm, who returned from injury, played against Jenny, who was also a talent, and the two looked at each other and smiled after coming on stage, "Monsters, humans, weapons" The two of them each made a gesture, Jenny chose the human, and Holm chose the weapon. So Jenny wins. Just such a simple game similar to rock-paper-scissors decided the result of Holm's third Jenny's promotion. What about a wonderful game that makes the audience speechless, and says that it is a good game? If the battle is like this, then the world is really too peaceful.

"Boss, how much stock do you still have in your stomach, I want to get stronger!" Holm, who stepped down, stopped Luo Muye and asked. "A lot, but some are not with you," Luo Muye waved his hand and said helplessly. "How do you know if you don't try?" Holm stopped Luo Muye without giving up.

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