My match ended first, and I went to the players' lounge on the sidelines, although I didn't suffer any pain, it can be said that it was a completely one-sided game, but the priest sisters were still very enthusiastic to come over and use fatigue-relieving magic on me, I have to say that these magic made me feel comfortable all over my body, soft bones. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 The info seems to be the comfortable feeling of just waking up from a good night's sleep, and the careful greetings of the pastor's sisters.

Ah, the whole person is immersed in a feeling of happiness.

The priest class in charge of treatment in the main venue is more considerate and professional than the previous ones in the East and West venues, and there will only be one priest in the previous venue who will take the time to help you with a simple treatment, but now as soon as each game is over, there will be a top priest class in the mainland dedicated to healing you alone. In order to make every player have the best condition in the competition. This kind of serious feeling of great health care is really wonderful. I live an otaku life in this world, and I don't know what kind of experience I will have in those health clubs, but I think it is definitely more enjoyable without this.

Ahem, I'm really talking about serious health care.

Yes! If I can become a brave man today, when I form a team in the future, I must find a pastor with big breasts and good skills.

My heart made up my mind at this point.

If swordsman is a profession in this world with a relatively disproportionate ratio of men and women, then the exaggeration of the ratio of men and women in the priest is equivalent to the treatment of a boy after you go to the kindergarten teacher profession in this world.

In this way, under the care of the big sisters, I enjoyed the next few tragic games. It was nice to be out of the way, but I didn't think about it right away.

After a few rounds of rookie pecking at each other, the girl I've been waiting for for a long time, Cynthia Keai, is finally about to begin.

Sure enough, no matter how many times I watched it, I felt that this girl was really heroic and sassy a little too much, she was wearing a simple assistance that seemed to be very convenient for movement, but the material could see the fineness of these clothes, and the crop top shorts seemed to show off the capable abdominal muscles after training, which made people feel very sexy, but the only regret was that they could only go to B's bust. Is it only that the breasts have not received the inheritance of the sister at all? There was no fear in her expression, nor any nervousness, but a kind of confidence from the strong.

Her opponent looked quite ordinary, with sloppy hair scattered like a vagabond, wearing a gray robe, and looking like a civilian adventurer, with an unattractive appearance and a relatively thin body.

But his eyes were terrifying, and he didn't react much to Cynthia Coai, who would be amazed by anyone who met for the first time.

It's better to say that this is the reaction I saw for the first time from before the game even started.

From beginning to end, there was an ominous, emotionless look in his eyes, or a look at the dead.

Contemptuous, indifferent, merciless, hateful eyes.

Anyone who is stared at by him will feel a sense of danger, and this person will feel a very bad feeling.

Blake Reilly couldn't help but feel alarmed about him, too.

But Cynthia Kelai didn't think much more about such looks.

The hostile and malicious eyes were the ones she was most familiar with, and she would not be afraid of a woman with this level of deterrence.

[Is that woman that powerful?] was able to stand in the ring of the quarterfinals. ]

[Don't laugh at him as just a woman, I watched her game yesterday and this person is just like a monster.] ]

[Even if that's the case, this woman doesn't have much chance of winning now, right?] ]

[I also watched the game of the man next to her yesterday, and all the enemies he encountered were defeated by him with a single blow.] ]

[It's that his eyes are too terrible, this person is definitely not simple.] ]

The audience talked about it, it seems that unlike the righteous friends, the strength of this man who is also dressed as a civilian explorer is not simple, and his strength is currently bottomless.

I remember on the bracket table, the man's name was Phart Kirk.

At the signal of Blake Reilly, the game began.

As soon as the gray-robed man came up, he stabbed directly towards the vital point, without any pity for the jade.

The action is swift and ferocious, and it really makes people feel overwhelming.

But Cynthia Keai, on the other hand, reacted faster, not only dodging his attack perfectly, but even before the follow-up of his move could be activated, she countered his attack in an instant, struck the sword on his wrist, and immediately launched a series of attacks.

Instantly stop the offensive of the preemptive enemy and create its own offensive.

Generally speaking, if you meet an ordinary opponent, you have already lost when you are hit by Cynthia Keai on the wrist, and the sword will be taken off because of the subconscious inertia of the human body, but this gray-robed man held the wooden sword tightly, but in the first round of the fight, he was hit by Cynthia Keai with six swords, if it is an ordinary swordsman duel, he will not die and will already be covered in bruises. Judging by the blow he took from the wooden sword and the loud sound of his body expanding, Cynthia Keai can be said to have dealt a painful blow to him, but he forced Cynthia Keai away with a horizontal slash, this person's ability to resist blows can be described as quite extraordinary.

However, the way to win this tournament is not to score points, although the referee will announce the victory to the player who already has a big advantage, in other words, if the opponent cannot be knocked unconscious or surrendered, or the opponent is forced out of the court, then the approval of the referee on the offensive side becomes the key to winning the match. The way most of the games end is also decided by the referee, otherwise this wooden sword tournament will really be out of play.

Although the man in the gray robe looked unscathed, this series of blows made Cynthia Keai score in the judges' hearts a lot.

And the blow of this gray-robed man does not look simple, and his emaciated posture is very contrary, the friction between the wooden sword and the air when he swings the wooden sword makes people feel very bad, and I heard that the previous enemies were all solved by his blow, if Cynthia Keai is affected by such an attack, I am afraid the end will not be good.

Everyone couldn't help but sweat for her, and if she was hit by such an attack, she couldn't say that she was a girl, and an adult man would immediately fall unconscious on the spot.

It would be impossible to dodge all of his attacks and defeat such a man who is very resistant to blows.

Sure enough, in the midst of an entanglement, the gray-robed man slashed at Cynthia Keai and roared out, she blocked with a wooden sword, the wooden sword was cut in half, and the upper half of the sword flew high into the air and fell on the sidelines.

The mutilated wooden sword, which was reduced to the hilt and half of its body, also fell to the ground from the shock to Cynthia Coai's arm, and she immediately made a backward roll, and sat on the ground, her left hand covering her right hand, as if her right hand had been sprained by such a blow.

Everyone was starting to feel that the game was getting anomalous, and they were talking about why the referee didn't stop the game, and the man was already too abnormal in this meeting between the same level.

Blake Reilly doesn't seem to be in a hurry, with his rich experience, he should have understood the anomaly of this match, but he seems to be still expecting Cynthia Keai's strength, and deliberately let the game go on.

Cynthia Coai was now cornered on the edge of the room, a sprained right wrist that prevented her from exerting her strength, and the gray-robed man was getting closer, and she had no way back.

The gray-robed man didn't give him any respite, and the wooden sword in his hand smashed like an axe towards Cynthia Coai, who looked helpless on the ground. If you are hit by this blow, it is not the result of lying down for a while and being fine.

However, Cynthia Khao immediately tripped the gray-robed man with her foot, and the gray-robed man did not lose her balance, and she could only do a side roll on the ground and retreat to the gray-robed man's left side.

The gray-robed man's wooden sword slammed into the ground, breaking into several sections.

Cynthia Coai took the opportunity to get up, put her foot on the joint behind his knee, jumped in mid-air, and made a beautiful backflip to a safe position in the center of the venue.

And the gray-robed man was as motionless as a mountain again, and the joints behind his knees were under the pressure of a girl jumping, and finally he fell to the ground and fell into the mud.

By the time the gray-robed man got up from the ground and turned around, Cynthia Kelai had somehow recovered the mutilated wooden sword that had fallen to the ground, though it looked pitifully short in her hand now. However, the way she held the sword now was very strange, she held the blade of the wooden sword in her left hand, instead of the hilt, which is the blade of an ordinary sword, and sprinted towards the gray-robed man.

The gray-robed man raised his fist to greet her, and everyone held their breath at this time, this girl's behavior was too fearless, and after experiencing the destructive power of this man, she still wanted to confront this kind of person head-on, and this man's abnormality had made the battle with him more like a gamble.

Cynthia Keai jumped high into the air, slipped from the air and approached the gray-robed man, and the gray-robed man's fist also smashed towards her figure mercilessly, but the surprise was that the girl actually dodged the punch in mid-air, and hit the sword surface of the wreckage of the wooden sword hard in his face with her left hand. And the emaciated figure of the gray-robed man was still able to stand firm in the venue, but because he was hit by this gorgeous blow, he could not be said to be unscathed, and now his consciousness should have been knocked out of the clouds, and his body was twisted and tilted to the left by this heavy blow.

Cynthia Keai, on the other hand, held her position smoothly without pause, grabbed his right arm and guided him around, now on the edge of the dojo in front of her, and behind her was the gray-robed man who had not recovered from the blow.

She pulled the arm of the gray-robed man, bent down and let her body form the principle of leverage, and smashed the gray-robed man out of the field with a standard and gorgeous back throw, although the gray-robed man has a very abnormal concentration, but the weight is still a normal man's weight, and he was thrown out by this skillful move while his consciousness was still unable to react in pain, although the gray-robed man seemed to occupy an overwhelming advantage, but it was Cynthia ... But Ai's consciousness and strength are even helpless existences.

Whether it is physical skills or swordsmanship, it is very strong, as if it can attack no matter what angle and position, as long as the offensive starts for ordinary people, the game is over. There is also terrible judgment, reflexes, and offensive awareness.

Just like the competition between amateur players and professional players, even if the attributes give amateur players some advantages, they will eventually be beaten by professional players because of the gap between operation and awareness and experience, and this is the situation now.

And if I use the same power as the man in the gray robe, too powerful, I will also be questioned by the audience.

I couldn't help but feel that the future was dark, and I had to use my acting skills to create the appearance that my victory was the result of hardship, and at the same time to knock down such a girl who was almost inexplicable. If this situation develops, I am really going to lose my identity as a demon king, lose my qualification to become a brave man, and become an SB who lost my wife and lost my soldiers?

Everyone in the audience was also dumbfounded, followed by thunderous cheers and exclamations, and everyone was amazed by her battle, and at this moment, they truly understood how powerful this girl really was.

The flowing clouds and water, the dizzying counterattacks, all the moves and moves are so beautiful.

[The winner is, Cynthia Koai!] ]

Blake Reilly also announced her victory with a very agreeing expression, as if for him, this seemingly thrilling victory was only expected by him.

[Impossible!] No way! No way! No way! Impossible......]

The gray-robed man who fell to the outside of the arena began to get excited, and his expression became very strange and hideous. I kept chattering.

[How can I lose here!] How can it! How can it! How can it! How can it! ……]

[Lose a ]

He entered a state of uncontrollable and exuberant exhilaration, incoherently refusing to accept the fact.

[Hughes SSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS I'm not a man anymore! ]

He howled angrily at the audience, and in a moment his body began to turn pale blue, his muscles swelled, and his body became massive, turning into an inhuman form.

[It's a demon!] ]

[How did the Majin get in!]

[Damn the Devil!] ]

The people in the audience also began to become uneasy, and they all watched this scene restlessly.

He jumped to his feet, a hole caved in the ground of the venue, and he rushed in front of Cynthia Kair, this time the disparity in strength was really too great, if he hit Cynthia Kair, Cynthia Kair would be killed on the spot.

But Cynthia Coai looked indifferent, and in the face of his hateful and distorted eyes, she still looked awe-inspiring. Even with the body does not react in any way.

However, she was still standing in the arena unscathed, because Blake Reilly was already in front of her, and the fist of the mutated gray-robed man was firmly clasped by him.

She knew from the beginning that it was Blake Reilly's duty to protect her personal safety, so she stood still a little too calmly, but if she moved, it would cause trouble for Blake Reilly, who was trying to protect her.

And her eyes are also indifferent, even if it is the hostility in front of her, she can deal with it very calmly.

Blake Reilly twisted his arm, and the sound of bones breaking and his screams of pain rang out.

Then a kick was made to his jaw, and he was exaggeratedly kicked into the air.

Blake Reilly shouted.

[Sanction it!] ]

Archers who were lying in ambush around them shot specially made arrows from all directions. A man in a gray robe who was kicked into the air without falling, although now that his gray robe has been torn by his huge body, it doesn't seem reasonable to continue to call him a gray man, but I don't want to call him a naked man.

In an instant, his whole body was shot into a hornet's nest. The trait then exploded. The light erupted in the air, illuminating the entire field for a moment, but the range of effect was still limited to a radius of 5 meters. It won't cause any accidental injury, except for accidentally being blinded or something.

After the light disappeared, the gray-robed man could not even leave the residue of his body, and disappeared into a wisp of blue smoke from people's sight.

It should be said that he was summarily executed.

And the whole series of actions, from the gray-robed man being kicked into the air to being eliminated, didn't even happen in three seconds, and this was still an emergency.

Although the gray-robed man's previous behavior was already obvious, I couldn't help but gasp if I thought about the end of my being caught.

All of them didn't react for a short time, and some even asked.

[Where is the Majin?] ]

This kind of cleaning efficiency is really embarrassing.

And in an unknown corner of the audience, a black-robed man was not surprised by this scene at all, as if he had seen something that was naturally expected.

Sneering.