Chapter 450: The king with a strong mouth should always be careful of the action
After several deathfights in the past, it was finally Mo Qianying's turn and Night Stalker's turn to play, unlike those teams in front, when the two of them appeared, the audience at the scene did not react, and they all stared at them, as if they were observing what kind of three-headed and six-armed monsters they were, and they would go all the way to the quarterfinals.
The truth disappointed everyone a little, after all, they were so ordinary-looking, except that one wore a mask and the other wore a hood to look mysterious, there was nothing worth noting.
As soon as the two of them walked out of the arena, they noticed that something was wrong with the atmosphere, they looked up and found that everyone was looking at them with a slightly frightened look, and they all lowered their heads and did not dare to look at them the moment they stared at them.
"Look at it, just because you have mistaken your reputation, the outside world is about to rumor us as the big devil who destroys the world." Mo Qianying said helplessly to the night owl.
The night owl glanced at him, clasped his hands and said, "Don't talk to me, you don't have to do anything yourself, don't think it's just me." ”
Mo Qianying shrugged his shoulders and said that he couldn't refute it, and was about to speak, but a familiar voice suddenly sounded next to him.
"Hey! You two have a good job! If I see you being slacking off, be careful that I go back to settle accounts with you! ”
Mo Qianying followed the sound and found that Ayi was lying on the railing and waving at them, and the audience who were closer to her on both sides looked sideways and stepped back with a very frightened look.
Obviously, Ayi's words to settle accounts with Mo Qianying and the others frightened these onlookers, and they couldn't understand why this woman was not afraid of pitch black, and she looked like she was very familiar with them.
Yes, the pitch-black twin is the temporary nickname for the duo of Ink Thousand Shadows and Night Stalkers, and this way of naming is typical of the random style of the system, but it is very straightforward to say the direct characteristics of the two of them.
"Why is she here?" Mo Qianying looked at the night owl suspiciously.
The night owl folded his hands and turned to the side, and said hesitantly, "It's a bit complicated to explain, anyway...... How so? She said she wanted to come and cheer us on, but I couldn't help it. ”
"You kid looks so happy!" Mo Qianying raised her eyebrows and looked at him, and found that the night owl had changed back to that fierce gaze, so she whistled to avoid his gaze.
On this side, Mo Qianying and Night Stalker were joking with each other, and on the other side, their opponent had already arrived on the field. Unlike when Mo Qianying and the Night Stalker appeared, when the two barbarian warriors came on, they caused thunderous cheers from the audience. The entire Colosseum seemed to be in an unprecedented atmosphere from this moment on.
This kind of vastly different treatment made Mo Qianying a little dissatisfied, although he didn't care at all whether he was treated well or not, but this great contrast between the front and the back made him feel like some heinous villain, and he looked very obscene in front of the hero-like appearance on the opposite side.
"Humph! Wait until you die under my super invincible I love you, and see if you can still be so arrogant. Mo Qianying said angrily.
"What is super invincible I love you?" The night stalker looked at him in amazement.
Mo Qianying showed his artifact dagger and said with a wicked smile: "It's my new weapon, I call it super invincible I love you, how about it?" Doesn't that sound terrifying? ”
The night owl was silent for a while, and it took a long time to hold back a sentence: "Your taste is really wonderful." ”
Mo Qianying looked smug about the night owl's complaints, and it seemed that he didn't know what shame was at all, but as Mo Qianying's teammate, the night owl didn't seem to want to stay with him, and walked directly towards the opponent who was still cheering from the audience.
Seeing that he started to act, Mo Qianying stopped playing treasures, and quickly adjusted his state, temporarily stuffed his playful heart back into his stomach, and squinted his eyes to look at the two opponents opposite.
These two people were obviously different from those Ichisui power-type units they had encountered before, one of them was emaciated and wearing a full set of silver metal armor, and it was impossible to tell what weapon he was holding in his hand, but the whole person invisibly exuded a sharp aura, which was somewhat similar to the night owl wearing a full set of black light armor.
Another tall middle-aged man, with two dark circles under his eyes, his face was pale, and in addition to carrying a large scythe taller than him, he was wearing only a torn black cloak. Seeing him walk forward step by step with his scythe in both hands, no one was surprised even if he fell directly to the ground in the next second.
However, it was these two strangely shaped opponents that made Mo Qianying feel a hint of danger, a feeling that she couldn't see through the true strength of the other party at all. And this so-called inability to see through the real strength, in fact, Mo Qianying's experience is completely ineffective, and he has never fought against this kind of humanoid monster with strange equipment and settings.
While Mo Qianying was looking at them vigilantly, the two people on the opposite side were also looking at Mo Qianying and the Night Stalker vigilantly, although their thoughts were not revealed on the surface, but when they saw the Night Stalker walking straight towards them, they couldn't help but stop those inconsequential movements, and put on a fighting posture that could be triggered at any time.
The Night Stalker still walked towards the two of them with his unhurried steps, and only a pair of eyes showed a cold gaze on his face covered by the iron armor ghost's face.
"I heard that the two of you are monsters who have made the whole city panic in the bloodbath promotion battle." The emaciated man in silver armor let out a hearty laugh, "To be honest, I've been looking forward to fighting you guys for a long time, after all, it's been a long time since there has been such a strong newcomer here in Shenshi Mountain, and this should have been a happy thing." ”
Speaking of this, the silver-armored man suddenly let out a sad sigh: "But you shouldn't go on a killing spree here, although we are all murderers and fanatics, not all of us are so heinous. Some of those you have slain are other people's sons, some are other people's fathers, and their families are still waiting for them to return! ”
The silver-armored man's voice was a little choked, and his infectious voice made the surrounding audience also full of sadness, and even more so, they couldn't help but bow their heads and weep. However, the night owl still walked towards them, its cold gaze as always, as if it were statues without emotion.
"You two demons!" The man in silver armor roared, "My battle with you today is not for myself, but for the sake of those comrades you have slain, we once enjoyed the joy of dueling together, it is you who have turned this joy into bloody fear, and I vow to restore this twisted world to its original state!" ”
The silver-armored man looked excited, and the surrounding audience also stood up one after another, giving the warmest support.
Mo Qianying was stunned when she saw this scene, the corners of her mouth twitched, and she whispered, "Why do you sound like we are villains...... Who wrote this neurotic plot......"
At this time, the night stalker had already arrived less than ten meters in front of the two opponents, and he didn't have any nonsense at all, and directly swooped over, so fast that he left a series of afterimages behind him.
The silver-armored man wanted to say something, but the night owl had already rushed in front of him, and he didn't know what attack he used, only to hear a loud bang, and the silver-priced man flew out and smashed on the iron cage railing of the Colosseum, knocking these arm-thick iron railings directly into the bend.
The entire Colosseum suddenly fell silent, as if it had been suppressed by his thunderous blow.