Chapter 15: You Won't Have Something Sick?

"Wait!" Chen dragged and shouted at him.

The ghost dragged the scythe, his footsteps stopped, and he turned slowly, looking at him in bewilderment.

No one in the entire ghost world dared to shout at him!

I'm afraid this little ghost is a little floating!

The ghost mourner immediately looked hideous, and his tone was cold. "Before I change my mind, get out of here!"

Chen dragged his hands on his waist, and shook his legs, he deliberately showed a twitchy expression and said, "I want to challenge you!" ”

When the ghost mourned heard his words, he was stunned for a moment, and then laughed.

He looked this red hair up and down carefully, his soul power value was less than one thousandth of his, he had just ascended to the first stage of the divine soul talent, and he still had to challenge him, this was simply death!

"Challenge me? Are you a yarn? I could kill you with a single finger. ”

Chen dragged his neck, squinted at him, and said in a flirtatious tone: "What, are you afraid?" ”

At this time, the ghost mourner was so happy that tears came out, and his body couldn't stop shaking.

"I'm still afraid of you? Hahaha, you don't weigh it yourself, you compare it with me with 50,000 soul power points? ”

Chen had expected him to say that.

He's right, comparing his soul power with him, isn't it like an egg hitting a stone? He still knows this in his heart.

Therefore, you must not compare your soul power with him!

"Who said that I want to compare my soul power with you, I want to compare with you and others."

"Compared to the others?"

In this ghost world, there is no one who is not afraid of him and is afraid of him.

When the other goblins met him, they either ran away or walked around the road.

However, instead of being afraid of him, this red-haired man challenged him?

It's fun!

The ghost mourned his eyes full of surprise, and at this time, he became very interested in the red hair in front of him.

"I'm just playing with you, so what do you want to compare?"

Than what?

Chen dragged and didn't come up with what to compare for a while?

He suddenly saw that the ghost was skinny and weak, it shouldn't be heavy, and it was estimated that the strength was very small.

That......

He thought for a moment and said, "Let's compete in wrestling, whoever knocks the other person to the ground first loses." ”

"Than wrestling?" Ghost Mourning has never played wrestling games with other ghosts, and usually, when he sees ghosts, they are all one-size-fits-all and very boring.

He had never played this wrestling game before, but he really wanted to try it at this time.

However, when he thought that if he wanted to get close to this red hair, he might be controlled by the divine aura on his body, and he hesitated a little when he thought of this.

Seeing that he hesitated, Chen dragged him and used the agitation method to provoke him. "What, scared?"

"Ridiculous, I'm still afraid that you won't make it?" After the ghost mourned finished speaking, he received the lock sickle in his hand to the meson space.

[The meson space is a virtual warehouse space cultivated by high-level demons and monsters, which is specially used to store weapons and equipment, money, magic weapons and other items. It's similar to Chen's pretending system warehouse, but it's not as advanced as his. 】

Chen picked up a stick and drew a circle with a radius of 2 meters on the ground.

After the circle was drawn, he threw away the stick, patted the ashes on his hands, and said: "Let's compete in this circle, and if we are squeezed out of the circle or knocked to the ground by the other party, we will lose!" ”

The ghost mourned without saying a word, and walked into the circle slowly.

Chen Tu was still not at ease, he didn't forget to set a rule.

"Both sides are not allowed to use soul power, and whoever uses it will lose."

He stressed again uneasily. "Whoever uses soul power at that time will be a scumbag!"

The ghost mourned that he was timid and wanted to retreat, and said with a little intimidation in his tone:

"Are you better than you? If not, I'll kill you right now. ”

"Let's get started."

Chen Tutuo is about the same height as Ghost Mourning, but in terms of body size, Chen Tuotuo looks a little stronger than Ghost Mourning.

The game begins.

Chen dragged his body half-bowed, jumping left and right, his eyes staring at each other vigilantly, catching the opportunity.

The ghost mourner followed him in circles, fighting wits and courage.

Suddenly, Chen dragged and preemptively rushed towards the ghost, his left hand on his shoulder, his right hand grabbed his belt, and pushed him backwards.

Chen dragged out a surprising victory, exerted force in time, and wanted to directly push him out of the circle.

Unexpectedly, the ghost mourner only took two steps back, and they froze.

What I didn't expect was that although the ghost mourner was thin, his strength was not small.

At this time, the ghost mourned against him.

Chen dragged too close, and his body still exuded the aura of the spirit from time to time, and the ghost was lost quickly, otherwise, the consequences would be unimaginable.

He held his breath and used all his strength to drag Chen out of the circle, and he was about to push him out of the circle.

At this time, Chen dragged a clever man, imprisoned the ghost mourner's neck with both arms, and tripped him with his right foot.

Ghost Mourning almost tripped over him when his center of gravity was unstable, but fortunately he reacted quickly and used all his strength to break free of his arm.

However, in the process, he took a deep breath.

By the time the ghost mourners reacted, it was already a big deal.

Suddenly, he felt dizzy, his body went limp, and his vision was blurry.

Boom!

The ghost collapsed to the ground.

Chen drags: ??

Chen Tutuo's face was full of confusion and saw that the ghost was delirious, as if he had taken medicine.

"I didn't do anything, why are you soft?"

Chen dragged and kicked him. "Hey, hey, what's wrong with you?"

Suddenly, I saw a ghost, and my head was splitting, and I was rolling on the ground over and over again.

Chen Tutu was surprised: "Damn, you won't have an attack." ”

The ghost mourned and roared, "Stay away from me. ”

Chen was so frightened that he didn't dare to approach him.