Chapter Seventy-Five: Did I Give You Face?

Barry looked at the stubborn girl, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, and a smile appeared on his pale face. He said to Lilith, "After the trial, let's all be girlfriends if we are all safe." ”

Listening to Barry's sudden words, Lilith was suddenly stunned, then a soft smile appeared on her face, nodded and said, "Okay!"

Barry's face was also filled with a happy smile at this time, and he walked up to Lilith with slightly heavy steps, picked up the purple-black short blade made for him by Dirk in his hand, and smiled at the crowd around him, "Come on!

At this time, Barry no longer had the slightly humble attitude that he had followed behind Dirk before, at this time he straightened his waist and looked at the people around him, there was no trace of cowardice in his eyes, but there was infinite fighting intent in his eyes.

Lilith looked at the man in front of her with a happy smile on her face. This broad arm completely obscured itself. Like a big umbrella to protect her from the wind and rain, it gives her an infinite sense of security.

And the members of Class D who came around all stopped when they saw Barry's state at this time, and they didn't know why this young man, who had been extremely weak before, was so confident at this time.

After all, they are just a bunch of children, and no one wants to be the first to be eliminated, so this is the current stalemate.

Charat looked at the people who stopped around him, and shouted in his heart, and hurriedly said, "Classmates, is it that he eliminated your friends before, or has he been sneaking up on us before." If we continue to do this, more of our compatriots will suffer. He's a demon, we're going to get rid of him now, we're going to purify him!"

"Fight for our people!" shouted the crowd along with Zarat.

After speaking, Charat took the brunt of the attack and rushed straight towards Barry and the two, and behind him appeared a spirit wearing armor and carrying a halberd. The movements of the two people were the same, and the six-pointed star under their feet shone with an iron-gray light, which reflected the war halberd in their hands and looked shining.

Everyone watched as Zarat was charging forward, and for a moment they were also aroused by the blood of battle, and they all closed together towards Barry.

Barry watched the movement around him, watching the crowd begin to move, and the hand holding the short blade increased his strength. At this time, her eyes were unusually sharp, and there was only one person in his sight, which was Charat who took the lead in rushing forward.

From the moment she and Lilith first entered this demon seed land, they were sniped by this person and his classmates, which caused the current situation. Barry did not refute Charrat's demagogic statement, because he knew that it was useless to refute here.

Now what he wants in his heart is to eliminate the person in front of him and die with him.

Unexpectedly, when Zarat was halfway there, he actually slowed down his pace. He wasn't stupid, he knew Barry's idea of dying with him, and he didn't want to be eliminated so quickly. In his eyes, these classmates are tools that he can use, and he must not be injured.

In this battle system, all eyes are on Barry, and no one notices that their current leader is slowing down and sending them to Barry like cannon fodder to feed the enraged tiger.

Seeing Charat's actions, you laugh and say, "I said Charat." Don't slow down, didn't you say you want to purify me?

When Charat heard Barry say this, he further confirmed Barry's idea of wanting to die with him, and said in a cold voice, "Hmph, just because I told the truth, is your goal on me? ”

"After our class kicks the two of you out of this trial, the other two people of your Heavenly Chosen Group will be our next target, don't worry, soon you will be reunited outside, and then become the laughing stock of the whole school. Let you know that our Class D is the strongest. ”

Just then, an angry voice came from the sky.

"Hehe, did I give you face when I stepped on the horse!"

Hearing this voice, Charat looked around in amazement, and he knew who the owner of this voice belonged to. He didn't believe this man could get here so quickly.

As he observed, a red point of light appeared in the distance and rushed into the crowd like lightning. The swift figure stirred up the sand on the ground, like a bright red stream rushing into the battle with a tail flame, and for a time the battlefield was dusty.

Charat had no doubt that this red pop target was the spirit behind his chest, releasing an iron-gray light, which was several liters longer and stronger, forming an invisible protective film around his body, and his own defense appeared more solid.

At this time, Charat looked unusually panicked, and kept shouting, "Stop him!

But when the surrounding students reacted, the red meteor had already passed by them, and a white light flashed, and the talisman weapons on several students teleported their masters out of the trial. Among them, several students were also affected, and these two students were directly swept away by the wave of qi caused by the figure rushing past.

The red meteor is a figure, and it can be vaguely seen that he is wearing a black glove on his right hand at this time, and there are dense red and bright red magic patterns flowing on the glove.

Yes, that's when Dirk arrived. In the distance, Du Ke had already heard Charat's words, and also understood Barry's situation at this time, and in anger, he directly embedded a spirit bullet, entered a state of fighting spirit and anger, and rushed directly to the battlefield.

Looking at the defense that Charat had just laid down, a disdainful smile rose on the corner of Dirk's mouth, and the momentum of the forward rush did not decrease, and the sighing grip of his right hand released a bloody red light, and the red meteor smashed straight into the defensive circle under Charat.

There was a loud bang, earth and rocks flew, and the violent explosion shook the ears of everyone around them into a brief period of deafness. When the dust fell, everyone saw that Dirk's fist had broken through the thin protective shield, and Charat's halberd had been broken in half, and their previous great squad leader was lying on the ground spitting blood from his mouth.

The ground where Zarat was located before was sunk for half a meter, and Zarat didn't know whether he was alive or dead at this time. But the shield did not activate, proving that he was not mortally wounded.

It's just that the state of Charat now is really too miserable, with blood constantly spilling from his mouth and his eyes dim. He was coughing violently in the crater that had been blasted out.

Dirk slowly stood up, stretched out his left foot, stepped heavily on Charat's chest, lowered his head slightly and looked at Zarat and said, "Did I give you face when I stepped on the horse? Dare to come to our brother's trouble. Did I tell you that if you dare to come, I won't be able to go back?"

"Demon, you are the demon, you are the demon! Let go of our squad leader, quickly!"

"Are you trying to kill him?" shouted the surrounding D-Class students.

Dirk stepped on Charat with his left foot and slowly straightened up, stared at everyone, his cold gaze swept around, and said, "No matter what this guy told you before, now you hurt my brother, so don't go." ”

"Caught the vial. Apply it to the wound and it will heal in no time. Then he heard Dirk's voice ringing in his ears. Barry nodded excitedly, and a smile of excitement spread across his face, the boss finally arrived.

Dirk said, "Sorry for being late, there's something delayed. Rest assured, none of these people can leave. After saying that, he turned and shouted in the direction he was rushing from, "Do it!"

At this time, there was still a person standing in the direction where Dirk was coming, and this person was waving a battle flag in his hand.

Behind him stood a spirit who was also waving a battle flag, and the spirit was dressed in aristocratic attire and waving the battle flag at the same frequency as the young man in front of him. This ancestor has a resolute face, his eyes are shining with wisdom, and with the aristocratic clothes on his body, he naturally gives people the majesty of a superior person. The thin figure in front of him was also set off by this ancestor and appeared a little heroic.

As the battle flag danced, the spirit whispered frequently, and the young man also sang a complex and profound intonation.

After a few seconds, his tone became louder and louder, the frequency of the battle flag waving became faster and faster, and a white aura slowly spread from around the young man's body.

The aura does not cover a large area, only a radius of twenty meters with the boy as the radius. But because of this young man's position, the aura can envelop seven or eight people.

Everyone who passed by the aura thought that they would be attacked by something, and they all stroked their bodies, but when they found that there was nothing unusual, they all showed laughter.

"Haha, I thought it was something, but it turned out to be just pretending. ”

"Flag dance, hahaha, this is the first time I've seen this kind of spirit. ”

"I'm afraid it's not because the skill has failed, it really scared me. ”

Suddenly, one of them shouted "No, he's Leon from Class C......!" and before he could finish speaking, a change of thought occurred.

Their feet cracked, and tidal hermit crabs crawled out of their feet frantically.

In just a few seconds, there were already about thirty tidal hermit crabs within the twenty-meter range, and they all stared at these students with red eyes.

With the dance of the battle flag, the milky white aura gradually turned blood red, and the low roar from the mouth of the tidal hermit crab crawled towards these students one by one.