"Whoa!" , Ice Giant Charlie's thick legs swept through thousands of troops with an incomparably sharp blow, raising countless snowflakes and sweeping towards Bob fiercely. The strong man didn't dare to carry it hard, let out a strange scream, jumped backwards, and jumped out of Charlie's attack range.

"Collapse Strike!" , He roared angrily, his toes hit the ground, jumped high again, and slashed at the thick shoulders of the ice giant with the lightsaber in his hand, but the corners of Charlie's mouth showed a contemptuous smile when he saw this.

I saw the ice giant take a step forward, and his body as strong as granite stiffly carried the heavy slash of Bao Swordsman's momentum, and he didn't seem to care at all.

"Click!" After the dull crash, only a shallow trace appeared on Charlie's skin, and it quickly returned to its original state, while Bob felt numb and took a few steps back from the shock, with a little horror on his face.

The giant's frost armor was so hard!

However, how could the belligerent berserker give up so easily, that Bao Zhuangshi twisted his neck, dredged his muscles and bones at will, and soon began the second round of the competition, for a while, the two fought in the dark, and it was difficult to solve.

On the other side, the sharpshooter Kaede was playing the role of a battlefield reaper, and rows of toy soldiers launched a brave charge at him, but they fell to the ground one after another as if they were cutting wheat.

Halfway up the mountain, Yang Jian and Hans were sitting on a snowdrift, both holding a small and delicate teacup with a steaming mist coming out of it, drinking and chatting there. A charcoal fire was burning nearby, and a kettle of boiling water hung from a tree branch above it was constantly heated. Sissi on the side was squatting on the ground, staring at it, and once it boiled, she would refill the cups for the two tea guests.

"I say, Hans", Yang Jian half-squinted, as if enjoying the nourishment of the top-grade green tea on the tip of his tongue, "Look at that Bao Swordsman, is the true strength hidden in his body about to awaken."

"Well, it should be soon", Hans gently sucked on a small sip of tea, and then blew away the tea leaves that floated on the surface.

"When this vote is finished, Bob will definitely go to his teacher and find a way to awaken."

"Okay", Yang Jian glanced at the berserkers who were fighting fiercely at the bottom of the hillside, then put the teacup on the snowdrift, he turned his head to look at Bliss who was standing beside him.

"Sisi, now it's our turn to appear," Yang Jian said, taking out a black velvet top hat from the storage ring, lightly touching it a few times, and putting it on his head. He took out another black cloak, draped it over his body, and held a charred black cane studded with diamonds in his hand, and made a few brisk turns on the ground at the end, leaving deep and shallow snow marks.

Then, with his cane, Yang Jian and the Night Messenger walked along the path of the hillside, unhurriedly and slowly in the direction where the Heart of Guardianship was. Along the way, there were toy soldiers around him from time to time, but Yang Jian and the others seemed to be invisible, and they didn't attract their attention at all.

The point is, the sharpshooter's flamethrower always hits the toy soldiers' butts with unmistakable accuracy, sending them running wild in a panic.

In the middle of the valley a few hundred meters away, it was empty, and there was only a huge icicle that stood out like a barb, piercing the ground like a barb, and the thing sealed in it was Yang Jian's target this time - the heart of protection.