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Vivien's face tightened, and her fists clenched tightly in her sleeves.

Thinking back to the battle just now, it was almost all Silver Fox pressing Rex to fight. After Rex's water fighting qi encountered that strange silver flame, he couldn't shake it at all, but was forced back by force. Rex was passive from beginning to end, powerless to fight back, and was finally smashed by a fist-sized fireball and rolled his eyes and fell to the ground.

The girl looked down and thought about it seriously, then looked at the six cars seriously, and secretly thought: It seems that it is also very important to be able to hold the hands of the car for fifteen minutes......

Soon, another strong man stepped forward.

This is a young woman with a cold and arrogant face, tall and thin, long legs and thin waist, flat chest, and a long face that is not much different from a man, and her narrow eyes are constantly burning with majestic fighting spirit. That look in his eyes is clearly telling everyone around him: Let's fight! Let's fight! …… Let's have a hearty fight!

She strode forward, didn't look at the other five cars at all, but looked directly at the white tiger, and shouted, "You are the number one powerhouse in the Mucheng car, right?" Well, that's you! ”

The voice of the young woman's warlike spirit resounded in the hall, but it almost made Durand fall on the spot.

When did such a superb product come out on the big 6? How can such a person survive in the dark world? In the face of the white tiger, it doesn't matter if you don't need to be honorific, the white tiger probably won't care about this kind of thing. But you don't even look at it, and choose an opponent who you can't beat purely with a fighting spirit, isn't this looking for abuse?

Durand sighed, thinking to himself that this woman had absolutely no hope of being chosen. The City of Shepherds can have hunters who actively seek out abuse, but there must not be vehicles that actively seek abuse. If this young woman is allowed to be the chariot of the herding city, wouldn't she have to clamoring to fight with the Yonghui Knight Domain for three days?

The tragedy of the young woman was a foregone conclusion, and it took only one minute for the White Tiger to end the fight.

I don't know if it's because the young woman didn't call "you" with "you" before, the white tiger's last punch knocked her out directly, and then threw it aside, seeing that the hearts of everyone present twitched slightly.

Immediately after that, a third dark powerhouse came out of the crowd, this was an old man with a loose expression, and he was still dressed in colorful clothes when he was old. He seemed to be quite confident in his own strength, and after a casual look, he chose the purple squirrel. Durand even suspected that he didn't care what kind of profession the purple squirrel was, so he made a casual choice.

The eagle still needs to fight the rabbit with all his strength, and your strength is not too strong, so you still come out and pretend to be forced?

The purple squirrel ended the battle in half a minute.

After the battle, the old man's face was as gray as ever, both sides were obviously using the strength of the seventh-level peak, and he didn't even last half a minute. He was also used to a smooth journey, and suddenly suffered such a big setback, it was a little difficult to accept for a while, and he was lying on his back, and his bloodstained lips kept moving, and he didn't know what he was muttering.

The purple squirrel clapped his hands and slowly restrained the purple wind that lingered around him. She glanced at the old man coldly, and said in an extremely indifferent and cold tone: "The city of shepherds does not need a car that is arrogant and can't even figure out how many pounds and taels they have. ”

The old man's heart was broken, and he dragged his body back.

At this point, the first three strong men who stepped forward to fight were worse than the other, and the first Rex was the best one, at least he made a serious choice and did his best in the battle. But even then, he only lasted five minutes. The second brain-dead militant young woman held out for a minute. The third place, the arrogant old man lasted for half a minute.

The faces of the powerhouses present were not very good-looking, most of them were already standing in front of the threshold of the eighth level, and a few of them had already stepped into the gate with half a foot. They always thought that even if they weren't level eight powerhouses, their actual combat effectiveness would not be too far behind, but looking at the three battles in front of them, many people asked themselves if the situation would be better if they changed places? The answer made their faces pale slightly.

The Castle of Makki is about strength, combat, energy use, and timing...... and other aspects of the grasp is not comparable to them. The two sides did use the same level of strength, but their combat effectiveness was very different.

Kent is not nervous at all, on the one hand, he is also an eighth-level powerhouse, in terms of real strength, he can also rank in the top two or three among the six cars, on the other hand, because when he was at the peak of the seventh level before, he was definitely an outlier in the seventh-level peak, different from the three guys who went up just now. Regardless of the essence of the Sage's soul, let's just say that his lich body, although he was unable to move before, was absolutely strong in terms of absolute strength and defense!

He thought for a moment, reached out and took the sledgehammer he was carrying, moved his muscles and bones for a moment, and was satisfied to hear a series of crackling sounds from all over his body and the sound of the nail leaves on his body colliding with each other, and then walked out of the crowd and walked towards the car of the six herdsmen.

"Huh? This old guy can't help it so quickly? Durand seemed a little surprised and straightened up slightly.

Vivien looked at Kent's back, and always felt that this guy was somewhat familiar, but she shouldn't have seen this person before today. The girl's gaze suddenly fell on the black sledgehammer in Kent's hand, and her eyes gradually brightened - wasn't she in the Blue Spirit Castle when she was put down by a guy in a black robe and armed with a sledgehammer? Thinking that this strange guy was here with Duland, Vivien confirmed her thoughts even more.

"Original...... Is this the guy it turned out to be? I was stunned by this guy?! The girl gritted her teeth.

I saw Kent walking slowly in front of the six cars, except for the white tiger, the faces of the other five Mucheng cars became a little awe-inspiring. Even the white tiger was a little more serious, her gaze fell on the ancient armor on Kent's body, stopped for a moment, and then looked down slightly, and then looked at Kent's two legs, her eyes seemed to change.

As if taking a slight breath, the white tiger slowly retracted his smile and stared at Kent for a long time, as if he knew him for the first time.

After a long time, her face turned indifferent and she said, "Kent. Choose your opponent, Minethiel......"

After a pause, she actually added, "If you can, I'd love to see you choose me to fight you." I've always been very interested in a powerhouse like you, who has just advanced to the eighth level. Of course, if you don't dare, forget it. ”

"What?"

"What's going on?"

A group of dark powerhouses were surprised, and the other five cars were also secretly frightened, they didn't understand how the white tiger, who had always been calm and peaceful, could suddenly become a little aggressive. Even Kent himself was stunned. He was silent for a while, his eyes glanced slightly in Duland's direction, but now Duland's face was flat and did not say anything.

Kent thought about it seriously for a moment, then laughed, nodded and said, "Since you have taken the initiative to invite, wouldn't it seem very useless for my old man to refuse again?" Hmph, come on, if you use the seventh-level peak power, you may not be stronger than me! ”

So the White Tiger calmly got off the field and ended the battle in fourteen minutes.

Kent stiffened and fell to the ground, and the sledgehammer was long gone, but flew far away in the middle of the battle.

He smiled bitterly, it seems that he is still a lot away from the guy at the peak of the eighth level, it's over, and he will be embarrassed by the adult. But this damn woman is too ruthless! I...... When did I provoke her?

The white tiger glanced at Kent condescendingly, turned around and retreated, and said lightly: "Next." ”

Kent got up a little disgraced, not daring to look at Duland.

He had also boasted to Durand that there would be no problem with this selection, but he was repaired by the White Tiger for unknown reasons, which made the old lich really not know where to put half of his old face.

In fact, Durand didn't think there was anything, if Kent really became a member of the Mucheng car, it would be basically impossible to overpower the White Tiger in a short period of time. He also roughly understood the reason for the White Tiger's gaffe just now - Kent's lich-like legs were taken from the ninth-level Sun Elf, and unfortunately, the White Tiger was a Sun Elf, and the only non-human in the Pastoral City Car.

If it weren't for Duland's insight, he wouldn't have known. Even the other Mucheng cars probably didn't know.

At this time, there was a new change in the selection, and the strong people saw that even the eighth-level Kent couldn't last enough for fifteen minutes, and their faces relaxed a lot. As a result, one after another strong men kept coming forward, and then they kept being put down.

The only exception was Edson, who silently stepped forward to report his name, and actually picked the White Tiger again, and was the only person after Kent who dared to pick the White Tiger as an opponent.

Durand immediately cheered up and watched.

The battle lasted for a full fifteen minutes, and the small and white fists of the white tiger and the big rock-black fist of the Sandson sandbag kept colliding, and they were actually evenly matched!

Duland's eyes are getting brighter and brighter, and the power of insight has been used to the extreme, and he quickly sees a lot of content. Hudson's fists were so powerful that they surged like huge waves, and the muscles in his arms could be seen squirming in a strange way, converging all the strength of his fists before slamming into his opponent.

The white tiger is a typical point-breaking face, her small fist is like an awl, every time the heavy force hits it, she easily pokes a hole, and then further disperses and disintegrates.

Durand didn't say a word, analyzing the process of the battle between the two sides in an all-round way, and the ten fingers of his hands subconsciously moved quickly. In just a few minutes, he's copied quite a few of the ways Hedson fights.

White Tiger and Hudson are both not retreating,-for-tat fists. Their degree is fast, and they don't know how many times they get it right in fifteen minutes. After the last collision, the white tiger's body shook slightly, and then stood still, but Hudson took a small step back, and a faint flush welled up on his rugged face, which quickly faded.

At this point, the two sides made a judgment.

Everyone present was stunned, almost unable to believe their eyes.

"I ...... Am I right? ”

"Who's this big guy? He actually fought with Lord White Tiger to a close draw?! ”

"Could it be that he is also an eighth-level powerhouse? There are two eighth-level powerhouses in this selection? ”

Kent stared at Edson as if to make out the flowers in the other man's face. Until now, Kent still can't see that the other party is the same as himself, he is also an eighth-level powerhouse, and his strength seems to be better than his own! He was defeated after holding out under the White Tiger for fourteen minutes, and this Hudson, he actually fought hard for fifteen minutes before taking a small step back!

With Edson's deposit, things that were originally certain suddenly became extremely variable. Kent knew that if nothing else, he had a big opponent in this new car selection.

"But who is this guy? How come I've never heard of it? "Kent has been lurking in the Shepherd's City to strike iron all these years, while Hudson is wandering in the Big 6 Dark World, so the two naturally don't know each other's situation.

At this time, Kent looked at Hudson, but Hudson did not look at him.

The giant exhaled a long breath of turbidity, didn't say anything, but took a deep look at the white tiger, his eyes were faintly depressed, and then silently retreated between the strong, and turned into a stone without saying a word.

At this point, there were only five people left who had not yet fought.

Vivien took a deep breath, felt that she had adjusted to her best, and stepped forward.

She didn't blindly believe Kent's previous words, but relied on her own judgment to make a choice. Her gaze drifted from the purple squirrel and the bobcat, and finally landed on a gray man, and the girl said with great seriousness, "The opponent I have chosen is...... Lord Grey Snake. ”

"What?" Kent was stunned on the spot, and then said angrily: "What is this little girl doing? Didn't I ask him to choose a bobcat or a purple squirrel? actually chose the gray snake, isn't this looking for abuse! ”

Since the first round of selection, the White Tiger, the Purple Squirrel, the Silver Fox, the Black Panther, and the Lynx have all been selected, but the Gray Snake is standing there alone, and has never been chosen.

The main reason is that among the strong people who participated in the selection this time, there are almost no missionaries, necromancers, spirit warriors and other people who are good at soul attack and defense. As for the gray snake, he may not be the strongest in the chariot of the herding city, but in terms of soul means, except for the white tiger, I am afraid that no one dares to say that he can crush him. An eighth-level necromancer, the warriors will basically take a detour when they see it, although the warriors are completely able to fight against soul attacks with their own will, but in the face of endless soul attacks, it is easy to have a sense of grievance in the quagmire.

Vivien is only a seventh-level fire elemental warrior, and she may suffer some losses in terms of will, in this case, how could she choose the gray snake?

Bai Hu frowned slightly, and asked more: "Have you thought about it?" ”

The girl nodded solemnly.

"Well, since it's your own choice, let's get started." The white tiger waved his hand lightly.

ps: I have a very important exam tomorrow, and the old book will wait until the end of the exam to write a chapter, and I am very grateful for the monthly pass that may be innocent! This new book doesn't break. That's it, I have to continue to work hard after uploading......