The big red guy beckoned to Sosa, who shook his head and said, "You go first." ”

This is the right strategy, he is very different from the enemy, active attack is to find death, but what about passive defense? The results are mostly the same.

After all, he is just a mortal little white face, even if he is the person chosen by Michael, how can he compare to me?

The demon test subject stepped in front of Sosa, and another punch was thrown, he didn't dare to kill Sosa, so this punch was more like hitting a fly.

With a twinkle in Sosa's eyes, he dodged the punch, his sword piercing the demonic subject's wrist. Then, he flipped over and stood on the enemy's arm, the demon subject let out a cry of rage, and grabbed Sosa with his other hand, but Sosa did another backflip to reach the demon's shoulder.

I was dumbfounded.

Not only had the boy been transformed by the Rangers, but it had been so successful that he was incredibly light, as if he could fly into the sky at any moment. And the sword in his hand is even sharper than Mjonir, and what kind of metal is it?

If he easily wins the demon test subject, where will my face go?

I yelled, "This kid is on your shoulder, shoot him to death!" ”

Michael and Legang stared at me, and I immediately changed my words: "Come on!" Sosa! ”

The demon made a big move, his body whirled, trying to shake Sosa away, Sosa's body was unbalanced, and he fell backwards, and I shouted in my heart: "That's it, take advantage of him to lose control, give him a solid punch, and end the fight!" ”

In an instant, Sosa pulled a special bomb out of his bosom, stuck to the demon's shoulder, and leaped into the distance. A burst of fire, a loud bang, and a demon's scream, Sosa circled like an ice skate, stopping ten meters away.

I shouted, "Isn't that a foul?" Bombs were used. ”

Chris said: "Minor foul, one warning. ”

I said angrily: "I was sent off after just making a gesture, and he only got a warning in exchange? What is the use of this warning? ”

Chris replied: "He's still fighting, you're humiliating your opponent after the fight, the plot is different." If he throws a bomb at the enemy after a fight, do you think I'll not drive him out? ”

I still wanted to argue, and Michael laughed, "Are you jealous?" Then he cried out, "Well done, Sosa! ”

The biggest problem now is that I'm really jealous, but I can't show it too obviously, and the compromise is to shut up immediately.

The demon test subject rushed out of the flames and pursued Sosa fiercely, but Sosa moved like a rabbit, fluttering like a frightening wave, tossing and turning with unusually graceful and rapid movements, the demon test subject could not catch Sosa, but was stabbed by his sharp blade one after another, and finally, Mai Zong sighed: "Forget it, Shirion, forget it." ”

The Sherion was no longer impulsive, he turned back into a human, covered in wounds, and made an elegant salute to Sosa, saying, "I accept defeat, my skills are not as good as others, and I am willing to bow down." Sosa reached out to Shellion and helped him up, and the two looked at each other and smiled.

I am disgusted by this false etiquette, but in front of me is a hateful enemy who has just fought a great battle, and after victory, I have to shake hands and make peace? When did we become such hypocritical animals? It's me..... Most of them will be sent off again.

This is the merciless persecution of a true disposition.

Chris said: "Sosa's victory in this one, congratulations, heroic boy, the only thing left is Narre, the son of the Marquis of Legang, do you want to challenge Sosa?" ”

On the stage, there was another extremely good-looking teenager, his complexion was slightly darker than that of Sousa, but his long hair, obsidian-like eyes, and slender and slender physique also made people think about it. I remember that it seemed that similar punishments in ancient times seemed to start in three years, and the death penalty was capped....

Hey? Why did I think of that? Ink is black, am I innocent and infected by that filthy mask?

Narlei nodded and said, "Sosa." Sosa looked at Narre, smiled and said, "Narre." ”

It seems that they have known each other for a long time.

I sighed: "Brother Legang, I can't think of it, I can't think of it." ”

Le Gang looked at me coldly and said, "Can't think of anything? ”

I said, "Michael, I don't think you'll be so good." ”

Le Gang took out a knife and began to manicure his nails, but as he repaired, the nails grew longer and sharper. I looked at Michael, but I saw Michael smiling at me, his lips showing sharp teeth, his mouth was really red, red as if he had just drunk blood....

I simply fled to Maxwell's side.

Maxwell nodded at me, behaving like a pharaoh of ancient Egypt and a king of the Middle East, and said, "What a pity, Mr. Longinus, that you will be defeated." ”

I said, "I don't feel sorry for myself, it's a loss to the nobility that I wasn't chosen." ”

Maxwell laughed, "Indeed, Sousa, Narre, the two most gifted teenagers in the black coffin, are truly pitiful and admirable. ”

I said, "The most gifted teenager?" ”

Shouldn't that be me? Oh no, I'm not a teenager anymore.

I asked, "Maybe it's because I'm unheard, have they been famous for a long time?" ”

Maxwell replied, "It is well known among our bloodline that the intelligence and intelligence, the will and cultivation of these two young men are outstanding. The Archon Missouri coveted them and tried to snatch them from Michael and Legang to become his own heirs, but unfortunately this was not fulfilled. ”

So, maybe Legang killed the former consul to avenge his brother? If Betty knew about this secret, I don't know how much entanglement and embarrassing the story would have been written. Of course, it is more likely to lead to death, so it is better not to tell her.

I asked, "They were remodeled by Valkyrie United?" ”

Maxwell said, "Yes, they have undergone the most advanced experimental improvements, better than your lady's." ”

"After becoming a blood clan in the future, will there be rejection?"

"It's not clear yet, I'm not good at the technical side."

On stage, both Narray and Sosa ditch their blades, and Sosa says, "Let's make a bet, Nelly (that's the nickname), and whoever loses will give the winner a year's Tucker ice cream." ”

Narre laughed and said, "Will the winner become a nobleman, and will he still have an appetite for ice cream?" ”

Sousa said: "That's the winner and the loser eat well." As soon as he finished speaking, he struck forward, and struck Narray in the face with a boxing stance, and Narray avoided it diagonally, and his body deftly reversed, and he countered with a backward pedal like a cat, hitting Sosa in the abdomen, who floated away like a butterfly, unloading most of his strength.

They are all young and vigorous, advocating offense, not defending, preferring to take risks and gamble, even if they fight to get the upper hand, so that their opponents will also suffer. Moreover, their martial arts movements are mastered perfectly, and their every move is both elegant and smart, which is really a pleasing and hearty decisive battle.

Sosa's Western boxing techniques, coupled with some free fighting routines, balance offense and defense, dexterity and fierceness. Narre, on the other hand, is like an elegant feline, with unflinching and fantastic movements, always capable of launching unexpected counter-attacks, full of threats and variety.

From time to time, Sosa would punch and kick Narre, and immediately he would be thrown over the shoulder by Narre, and after the beating, their expressions were annoyed, but they were very happy, and their fighting spirit became more and more high, they were not fighting for their lives, but playing with friends who had grown up together.

They began to fly up the walls, chasing after me, borrowing on the soft curtain, as if the light had no weight. They were so engaged that they forgot about their fathers and nobles who were there. It was they who were immersed in it and gave us an extremely wonderful performance.

After all, they are human beings, and they are tired from an hour of fierce attack and defense, and suddenly, they are hand-to-hand fighting, scuffling together, their beautiful bodies are intertwined, sweat makes their skin shiny, and the collision of muscles makes a drum-like sound, just like a freshly baked, tender and juicy medium-rare steak, which makes people yearn for it, makes people hungry, makes people seem to become poor vagabonds, and wants to take risks for a full meal....

Maxwell said, "Mr. Longinus, are you sick?" ”

I wiped my saliva, wiped away my smile, and said, "Sick? I'm not sick, I'm fine. It's that this theater is too hot. ”

Maxwell said, "But if it's too hot, you should sweat instead of..."

My nose was cold, my nosebleeds were falling, and I sighed, "Look, is it too hot?" ”

Maxwell laughed, "Say whatever you want." He sighed again: "Young beautiful boys, always beautiful and delicious, I can understand Missouri, looking at such outstanding flowers, anyone wants to take them for themselves, to see what kind of fruit can bloom, to taste whether their blood is as sweet as honey..."

His smile made me realize that he was also a vampire, and there were few normal people in this room, and I quickly said goodbye to him, and he nodded goodbye.

In this way, when I was young, I was also a well-known handsome descendant in the village, but fortunately I was not seen by this group of blood clans at that time, otherwise I was afraid that I would not be able to escape the doom and keep my innocence, after all, once I entered the palace gate, it was as deep as the sea.

On stage, Narre crossed his feet, strangled Sosa's neck, and grabbed him by one of his arms. Sosa had no strength, but he couldn't admit defeat. Narlei shouted, "Give up! ”

Sosa shouted, "Never! ”

Narre sighed and let go of Sosa, Sosa grabbed backwards and fell into the air, Narre dodged and hid aside, and said: "You can't win against me, because in the previous battle, you have been consumed, admit defeat, you still have the year after tomorrow." ”

Sosa laughed, "What about the ice cream from that vintage?" ”

Narlei smiled and said, "I can't deny letting you all of you here, and hearing you clearly." ”

They approached each other, hands clasped. If it were me, I would have asked Narlei to eat a monkey to steal peaches at this time, and I would definitely be able to turn defeat into victory, but unfortunately this high-sounding duel did not allow this sharp killing move.

Cristina said: "Son of Le Steel, Narre wins!" ”

Everyone applauded heartily, and Legang said to Michael, "I'm sorry, brother. ”

Michael sighed, "Well said, brother, everything is easy to say." ”