The arena is not open to the public, but Zhao Gao and Mai Linglong are not worried. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info With the strength of the eighth child, he has him one-on-one, whether it is Zhao Gao or Mai Linglong, he is not completely sure.

Angered the eight, that's a man with his own BGM!

Sure enough, a moment later, Lao Ba walked out of the arena with a solemn face. The shield in his hand was gone, and there was no clue from the team's information bar.

It's just that out of three battles, this one of his was the first to finish, and in the standings, the old guy's team topped the standings with one point.

"The mouth on the other side is a little stinky, but it's really a man, as soon as he got inside, he punched me seventeen times, and then he happily admitted defeat." Lao Ba raised his fist and danced, and the opposite side was not to be outdone, but unfortunately it probably touched some pain, and he hung down weakly halfway through the swing.

The feathered man's phalanges have been shattered head-on by the old eight in the fist, and he is being urgently recovered by the team's treatment.

"Yaksha, how did you get defeated so quickly?" The Brahma team was treated by a woman with a bare left arm, but her whole body was wrapped in a thick gauze skirt, and most of her head was covered under a face scarf, revealing only the long left side of her face, which looked less like a human face and more like a horse.

"Kinara, we underestimated our opponent, that man's specialty is also strength, and he is not below me." The feathered man known as Yaksha has a gloomy expression, and being defeated head-on in his best attributes has dealt a serious blow to his confidence.

"Isn't he holding a shield?" The horse-faced woman's hand glowed green as she spoke, and her mouth began to pray incessantly. The green light quickly attached itself to the nakshatra's finger bones, and gradually the nakshatra's fingers returned to their original state, and the injury was quickly healed.

Yaksha clenched his fist hard and moved his fingers, everything returned to the state he was in before he entered the arena, and when he heard Kinnara's question, he said hatefully: "The people of the Ark Space are too cunning, and his strength is far superior to mine, so he deliberately took a shield to confuse me, and after entering, he put away the shield again, and I impulsively competed with him head-on, without using any skills, and I lost." ”

"The other party's strength is far superior to you?" A short man in a short shirt turned around slightly and asked. Yaksha's height is also that of a medium-sized person, but when the man looks up, he can see Yaksha's outstretched hands, as if he is a dwarf. He held a piccolo inlaid with gold in his right hand, and on his left arm was a large multicolored snake with a triangular head just above his neck.

"That's right, seventeen attacks, and I haven't won a single one in the verdict." Yaksha touched his fist and replied. He was still very convinced by this, after all, his strength had exceeded seventy-five, and he was also one of the few existences in the entire Brahma space.

"Every time you win, ......, then the opponent's strength has exceeded eighty, how is this possible?" The snake man looked surprised, and the snake head next to his head showed a surprised expression at the same time, and spit out a long purple tongue and made a strange sound.

"Mohu Luojia, can't you make your strip more stable?" Yaksha was obviously a little annoyed by the Serpent Man's questioning, questioning the strength of the person who defeated him was questioning him, which was already an insult to him.

Moreover, in terms of caste, the other party did not question his qualifications at all.

The large snake on the left arm of the coiled snake man known as Mohu Luojia had obviously sensed this hostility from him, and the snake's head was raised slightly, making a defensive gesture.

"Da Zhixing, he is not an enemy." Mohu Loga patted the snake on the head to calm it down, and then said to the Yaksha, "I'm not targeting you, I just want to say if the other party has any weighted skills that you used at the beginning, and you didn't use any skills and fell into the trap of the other party. ”

His idea was immediately accepted by everyone in the team, and the strength of the Yaksha was well understood, and the possibility of such a thing completely crushing him head-on was a little too low, so it seemed that Mohu Loga had put forward this opinion as a more reasonable explanation.

Yaksha touched his head, and he felt that this seemed to be the case, and his expression that was originally just annoyed immediately became furious, and it was even more hateful to look at the swaying appearance of the old eight.

The green tendons on his body all bloomed, and he swung his fist heavily from his chest down at a ninety-degree angle in the direction of Lao Ba.

This stands for "I'm going to kill you vile bastard!" in his cultural etiquette! ”

The eighth thought that this was some kind of special etiquette, so he solemnly returned the salute in the same way, and then turned to Zhao Gao and said:

"I'm afraid the opponent's true strength is above me, but I have a gifted bonus and a bonus on equipment, and I have an absolute advantage when all the head-on collisions occur, he probably thought that my strength was far superior to him, so he admitted defeat after seventeen punches."

This is probably the real reason why the eighth thinks that the other party is a downright man.

Zhao Gao smiled bitterly, he didn't see the battle between Lao Ba and the fat black man, his understanding of Lao Ba's description was completely different, and the angry eyes of the dancing on the other side verified his idea, and the truth of the facts was probably a little different from what Lao Ba imagined.

"Old eight, I'm afraid the other party doesn't sympathize with you......" Zhao Gao tried hard to keep his mouth shut, the eighth looked in the direction, the flames shot out of the feathered man's eyes were afraid that they would be able to melt steel, and the action of the eighth man returning the salute just now completely angered him. Although the language barrier, his current gesture has explained everything, and if he exaggerates a little, he will have to take off his pants and expose the second child to the extreme means to make the ultimate insult.

"Admitting defeat in it, and coming out like this, what does this Ah San mean?" Mai Linglong was also puzzled. Although she doesn't think that she is a hero and cherishes a hero like Lao Ba, but if she loses, it is too inferior to use this method to disgust people, how can the other party also be on duty, so she can't afford to lose so much.

"He's not throwing in the towel." Zhao Gao had already restored the whole thing, and said to the eighth, "You guys are right for seventeen punches, how do you feel?" ”

"I don't feel anything." Lao Ba scratched his head, the blood return that came with his equipment had already filled his blood, so these seventeen punches didn't hurt him at all.

Now Mai Linglong understands.

"You ignore a problem, the two of you have similar strength, and you don't need skills to attack empty-handed, I'm afraid it's similar, and if you have a judgment advantage, I'm afraid the damage will be higher, there's no problem." Zhao Gao nodded Lao Ba's chest and said, "However, your main attribute is physique, and your equipment should be more than one level better than him, your blood volume should be more than five times that of his, and your defense should also have this number, what does this mean?" ”

"You can't see each other's health bars in the arena." Mai Linglong also shook her head, in the usual battle, it is Zhao Gao's talent combined with the skill "Soul Link", everyone can clearly see the data blood bar, but this kind of solo arena does not have this kind of service, so the eighth can only be roughly estimated.

Lao Ba's mistake was to take it for granted from his own point of view, seventeen punches to attack, he was just like a fart and nothing happened, but the feathered man's blood bar was already half empty. At this time, it was not that he wanted to surrender, but that if he did not surrender, he was afraid that he would be killed by honor.

"That's not ......" The eighth child who understood looked at the feathered man who jumped up and down, and his eyes couldn't help but bring contempt.

"The bad thing is that you took the shield to go in, and the other party thought that you used means to trap him, and he was hard-hitting." Mai Linglong also sighed and said.

The truth is often the most direct fact, but unfortunately the other party is unwilling to believe it, then there is no way.

During this time, the individual battle in the other two spaces had also been fought, Mai Linglong stood up, patted Lao Ba's aggrieved little shoulder, and said, "Don't be depressed, I'm ready to go." ”

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