At this time, all everyone is waiting for is Soros's admission of defeat, this strength gap is like a chasm, Soros is good, but he can only say that his fate is not good, and he ran into the young master of Monta Airis.

Admit defeat, no one will look down on him.

The pain was so severe that Soros could no longer feel his left arm, and he tasted it again, the helplessness that was as terrible as Shura's.

Every night he had nightmares about himself having to bow his head and kneel again, so he went crazy about training!

Soros roared, using all his blood and bones all over his body, but his right arm could no longer withstand such pressure, his skin cracked, and blood was seeping down, but Soros didn't feel it.

Recognize? When is the end of losing?

The muscles were agitating, and the Peloponnese quietly watched Soros's movements, and a layer of red appeared in his armor, and the other party was playing with his life.

Bloodbone Jin has a combat method that can overdraw the body, and can burst out with incredible power, which is also the killer weapon of Otis, with this critical attack method, he can even defeat opponents stronger than him, but there is a price to pay for using this power.

Soros's body was soothed with a terrifying blood.

Peloponnese stretched out his right hand, "I'll use fifty percent of my strength." ”

The right hand suddenly clenched, as if a momentum was pinched and exploded, and suddenly exploded, at this time, Soros had already thrown away his big sword, his body trembled violently, his eyes were tyrannical, and suddenly burst out, as if the strength of the whole body and the blood of the whole body were concentrated on the right hand, and his right hand seemed to be stained with blood.

The Peloponnese also had a hideous smile on his face, which was what made sense.

Rumble...... Bang...... The ripples of invisible power exploded, and the bodies of both of them did not move, and a few seconds later, the armor of Soros's right arm cracked, and his right hand instantly hung down, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, and he fell to the ground weakly.

Peloponnese slowly wiped the blood from his face, glanced at Nebero, and turned to leave.

The average level of competition is not his appetite at all, he craves the strong, the strong opponent, for the crazy warrior, fighting is a pleasure, an addiction that cannot be relieved, Soros can arouse him a little feeling, but he can't have fun.

The two knights hurriedly carried Soros down, and Lu Yao hurriedly took the medical staff for treatment, without Lu Yao before, she could only be medicated and bandaged, and now her healing battle song can indeed be relieved to the greatest extent.

This, of course, also aroused the curiosity of the nobles, and it was indeed magical.

As soon as the Peloponnese returned to the throne, the people around him subconsciously kept their distance from him, what a monster this is, it is simply bloodthirsty waiting for the opponent, whoever encounters him may really be unlucky.

"Peloponnese. Monta Airis, win! ”

Nebeiro couldn't see any expression, a loud voice sounded, followed by a round of applause from the audience, of course, this is only for the Peloponnese first, and also for the Montaairis family first, no matter when, even if the empire is decaying, the Montaairis family can always be trusted.

They are a small group of people in the empire, in the private words of the aristocracy, Monta Iris is a miserable rì, in peacetime, but what about war?

"In the third game, Buenavin vs Lan Ling."

This is a battle between Fox Hunters, the fox clan is rich in Shadow Hunting, and there is no shortage of world-famous genius Hunters in history.

Buenavon and Lan Ling are also considered to be the best of this generation.

"Come on!" Zou Liang said with a smile.

"Although she is a beauty, who let it be such a critical moment, she can only give up the beauty." Buenavin said with a smile, if it was before the epiphany, I'm afraid he really didn't have such a good mentality, and Lan Ling's strength was not necessarily weaker than him.

Murphy shook his head, this kid ...... The others were not as relaxed as Zou Liang and Murphy, and since the Peloponnese tried their skills, everyone felt a heavy pressure and didn't know who their opponent would be.

Zou Liang and Murphy are very casual, as long as they don't meet in the first round, but it's all up to Nebero, if he plays ruthlessly, no one can do anything.

However, Zou Liang felt that maybe it was not big, and with Nebero's self-confidence and pride, and in front of so many people, he would not do such a stupid thing.

Buenavon and Lan Ling both stood on the stage, and Zhihu winked at the people, and the little one was very lively.

"Wouldn't the fox have taken a fancy to each other, looking at him with a look in his eyes that isn't quite right."

Zou Liang whispered.

Murphy shrugged, and almost choked Zou Liang to death with one sentence, "You know more about women." ”

Zou Shenstick coughed a few times, where is this?

Lan Ling was serious, she was extremely serious about this battle, and with Nebero's order, Lan Ling's forehead flashed, and the beautiful Shadow Hunter Armor was already on her body.

…… It was also used as a small round shield.

Zou Liang is not surprised, with the strength of the Engraver's Guild, it should also be studied thoroughly.

Buenavin also hurriedly put on the armor, in the face of such an opponent, he was careless, as soon as the armor appeared, he felt a chill, the cold light swept across his neck, Buenavin quickly shrank his head, and hurriedly flashed, but Lan Ling did not let him go, such an important game, it is impossible not to be serious about the beauty of the fox clan.

Buenavin didn't enter the battle state at all, Lan Ling's strength was not worse than him, or even stronger, how could anyone who could come here do it without a few hands, like Joyna, what about Lan Ling?

Lan Ling's speed is not necessarily that fast, at least not in terms of speed, when ...... Slowing down the rhythm a little, Buenavin began to fight back, this kind of occasion is not a blind date after all, it is not only him who is not ashamed, not to mention that Buenavin is not Greg.

The dagger's sharp counterattack, the attack of the Hunter is not as fierce and powerful as that of the warrior, but it is full of danger, and the moves are all directed at the vital point.

Buenavin is giggling on the surface, but when he really wants to fight, he will not show mercy, even if he wants to pick up a girl, he has to defeat the other party to be able to bubble, and the girl of the beast clan will not accept a man who is not even as good as herself.

The fox classmates want to show their beauty with a very gorgeous victory.

The dagger is not about contact with the opponent, the blade directly kills the opponent's knife technique, this kind of attack can be in the hand with a little carelessness, but Buenavin has shown a lot of experience and accuracy, and he is extremely controlled.

Lan Ling's performance is like a jīng spirit, and he is not in a hurry to fight hard with Buenavon, the battle of Shadow Hunter is full of silent danger, Buenavin's knife technique is in full swing dazzling, and gradually achieves suppression, his knife speed is obviously faster, and after a few minutes, Lan Ling is forced to be a little slow by this extremely suppressive attack.

Buenavon was not polite, his dagger glowed with a cold light, and he obviously slashed towards the place where the blue spirit's belly armor could not protect.

Although it is not a vital point, once it hits, the battle is basically over, on the other hand, Hunter has the heaviest success rate, and other drug hazards are easy to dodge, but the abdomen is the most difficult to move.

…… A mutation has occurred.

Lan Ling's waist unexpectedly twisted beyond imagination, as if there were no bones, and he pulled back a few centimeters stiffly, and the beautiful little waist made an incredible move, and at the same time, in this situation where the body could not turn, the arm was flipped more than 200 degrees, and the dagger struck back at Buenavon's neck.

The fox secretly screamed in his heart that it was ruthless enough, and his body leaned back violently, striving for a glimmer of time, and the general hunter had to adjust his body to attack in both directions, and it would take more than a second, but Buenavin still underestimated Lan Ling.

Lan Ling's body does not have any dead ends at all, in the case of twisting his waist and reversing his right arm, his body can still lean forward, and his left hand is a dagger to kill, just to kill Buenavon, whose body has been tilted backwards to do the old Buenavon.

Life and death are at stake, Buenavin didn't dare to play around, his body was obviously unable to move, but as if he had been pulled by someone, he moved back more than ten centimeters stiffly, and his face was a little red.

Even the ability to use it hurts in such a sudden situation.

Only god-level skills like Zou Liang are pure and do not require any preparation, and other types of abilities are also a kind of consumption to the body in a hurry.

But Lan Ling didn't intend to give Buenavin any chance, his body twisted and attacked without hindrance, as if there were no bones at all, not to mention, it was a little weird, but his posture was extremely supple, and Buenavon, who had finally escaped the catastrophe, could only push again and again.

Shadow Hunter doesn't have a perverted and strong body like the Peloponnese, and the battle between Shadow Hunters doesn't have to be fatal, and when they are injured to a certain extent, the battle is over.

The unrelenting attack made Buenavin hold his breath and almost couldn't slow down, so he could only dodge again, but Lan Ling took the opportunity to attack fiercely, blocking Buenavon's rhythm step by step, so he didn't let him make this breath comfortable, suppressed, kept suppressing, and her attack became more weird,...... It's simply an all-round attack without dead ends, and the body is sometimes as soft as a slim, and sometimes thrown out like a whip.

Buenavin had no image at all, rolling all over the ground, the battle of lightning and flint did not stop at all, Lan Ling's cold attack as always, his body burst out in an instant, and the two daggers strangled at the same time.

This is a nirvana attack.

The two daggers burst into dazzling light, which was a violent blow that Buenavon could not stop in this situation, which could no longer be defended with all his strength.

And at this time, Zhihu showed a smile on his mouth, the dagger went up, and something wonderful happened, there was no fiery collision as imagined, Buenavon's dagger seemed to carry a force, along the generation, Lan Ling's dagger suddenly deviated out, because the momentum was too strong, the dagger almost cut himself, and the body was already distorted, and at this time it was completely entangled.

jǐng Zhao appeared, the subtle hairs on his neck stood up, and Buenavon's voice came from his ears.

"Miss Lan Ling, are you free tonight, I want to treat you to dinner."

The dagger had been gently placed on Lan Ling's neck.

In the third game, Buenavon won.

I don't know if it was the stimulation of the blade or I was taken aback by Buenavin's boldness, my face flushed, and I didn't look back.

Buenavin returned, smiling and high-fived Zou Liang and Murphy.

"You kid can, you dare to chase women in this kind of place!" Murphy really admired it, he usually thought Buenavin was a calm person, but he didn't expect to do such a thing.

"Hehe, this kind of place has a high success rate, I see a play." Zou Liang said, it seems a little improper, but in fact, this kind of exciting feeling can leave a deep impression on girls, especially the girls here, who are not enjoying the treatment of the stars holding the moon, they must make strange moves.

"Haha, we all said so, and my confidence has doubled." Buenavin was overjoyed when he heard this, and looked at Lan Ling on the other side, but Lan Ling didn't look at him.

Zou Liang smiled bitterly, and he was in love...... I didn't sort out all my troubles.

The VIPs were whispering, obviously this one couldn't be compared with the previous two in their opinion, Lan Ling's special ability lies in the soft body, and the whole body has no dead angle attacks, which is really helpful in assassination, because people will always ignore some seemingly impossible angles, but in a head-on battle, this effect will be greatly reduced, and Buenavin won't be special.

However, it still attracted the attention of people with a heart, such as the president of the Shadow Hunter Guild, and the final blow was quite interesting.

Nebero glanced at the audience, and everyone looked at him, who will be in the fourth game?

Those who haven't fought yet are a little gearing up, and the raging fighting spirit can indeed affect the people around them, and everyone has been waiting for this day for a long time.

"Arthur vs Pacrotti."

As soon as the words fell, everyone became interested, this can be regarded as a "famous" high priest, breaking the tradition of the Holy See that has been sealed for hundreds of years, and being directly promoted from a probationary priest to high priest, accompanied by a series of incredible deeds, from a small place where birds don't poop to fame dìdū, which is definitely not something ordinary people can do.

As we all know, the two skills that Arthur relied on to become famous are also the two abilities that gave him today's status, one is the war song, which defeated the strongest war song high priest in the Shenyao Province, and the other is the soul engraving, which helped the Holy See reverse the unfavorable situation, and now the soul engraver's guild has resumed swinging between the Holy See and the consuls.

More or less everyone present knew something inside,...... It's just that he doesn't do what a good high priest does, what is he doing here???

Who is Patroti?

It is true that in the Tygo clan of Monga, Monta Iris is unrivaled, but in the entire beast clan of Monga, there is only the Monta Iris clan.

This is not to say that there are no other powerful forces other than Monta Eris, on the contrary, as the two most powerful beast clans in Monga, the Tygo are not much weaker than the Rhine, and Patroti belongs to such a wealthy family.

A real wealthy family, every generation has a Jinyao-level warrior, and there have been dark gold Taigo warriors in history.

Patroti. Lucas, this is in dìdū, and in the empire is a wealthy family with strong roots!

The Taggo are relatively introverted, while the Rhine prefer to be flamboyant, which also causes the Rhine to prefer to engage in the Six Lions of the Empire and the like, but the Tygo will not engage in this kind of thing.

When you see the strength of a Rhine, it is basically the same, but you can never judge the strength of the Tygo by fame.

Not only do they live up to their name, but they will surpass their fame.

Patroti. Lucas took a steady step forward, he had been waiting for a long time, when the Peloponnesian domineering punch, he felt that his blood was going to boil, and it was definitely a great joy in life to be able to fight with such an opponent!

When Patroti stood in the middle of the court, the tiger eyes were full of strength, and the restrained fighting spirit had been irrepressibly diverged, and it was conceivable what kind of attack his opponent would face.

Zou Liang also came to the field, and when he landed, there was a burst of discussion, this figure ...... With this look, does he want to sing Patroti to death with a war song?

Everyone knows that the war song is relatively damaging to demon beasts, and the encouragement to warriors is relatively strong, but the killing is weak, and now it is a duel, and there is no escort,...... Not to mention the knights present, even the VIP seats are all talking to each other, and those men and women of the younger generation are even more pointing.

Thomas looked at his apprentice quietly, and was also a little worried in his heart, although the title of Holy War Knight, it was not earned through combat exploits, with the Lucas family's xìng style, it was obvious that he would not be waterproof on this occasion, and he could not afford to lose that person.

"Brother Arthur will win!"

Just when everyone was talking, a delicate voice sounded, which attracted people's sideways, who was so bold.

Anne stuck out her little tongue and quickly hid behind Ernest, Ernest's big man was indeed more than enough to cover her, everyone looked at it as a child, and it was so cute, and no one cared.

"It's Subaru's granddaughter, a weird little girl." Benedictine XV laughed and couldn't help but feel good when he saw Arthur appear.

"Your Majesty, this Arthur is also a talent, this battle is a bit dangerous, otherwise, let me take care of it, in case Arthur is injured by mistake, it is not good."

Sanchez suddenly laughed.

The presidents of the three major professional guilds and the leaders of the major families were all smiling and silent, obviously the archon was in a trap.

The Pope smiled even more amiably, "Arthur, the archon is afraid that the battle will hurt you and lose a member of my Holy See, what do you say?" ”

Zou Liang took a step forward and bowed slightly, "Your Majesty, my beast clan is brave and mighty to shock the world, if you are afraid of being injured even in a duel, how can you go to the battlefield!" ”

"Hehe, that's a good point!" Sanchez immediately shouted, "Pacloti, you have to go all out and dedicate a battle to everyone!" ”

"Yes!" Patroti muttered.

Frankly speaking, Patroti didn't plan to go all out, it was easy to get hurt by mistake, but the archons said so, if he held back, he would fall into the bravery of the Tygo.

What's more, even Arthur himself said that standing here, he is a warrior, and if he doesn't even have this bit of courage, he will look down on each other.

The smile on Sanchez's face has regained its calm, and the goal has been achieved, but the Pope did not stop it, but he was very surprised, is he so confident?

A smile appeared on the corner of Greg's mouth, he didn't expect that Lord Sanchez couldn't sit still, such a small person was worthy of His Excellency the Great Archon to use such a small trick, which was enough to save face.