Gradually, the nightmarish screams in the ring gradually dissipated, and the roar full of savage atmosphere became smaller and smaller.

The collision point between the two did not hit more violent sparks, which made everyone relieved and a little disappointed.

The young man, who had curled up on the ground and curled up in a ball, stopped rolling and looked around with a blank expression, his face so pale that there was no trace of blood, and he was drenched in sweat and gasped with difficulty.

"People are terrible, and there are some things that you can't say in your life. ”

Moro pressed the placket of his clothes, looked condescendingly at the young man lying on the ground, and said with a blank face.

The young man subconsciously shrunk his neck, his heart palpitated, and his hands were still shaking from time to time.

Moro is so terrifying, he can face the old beastmaster without falling behind!

However, he is also cold-blooded, and he is also merciless to himself, if it weren't for the old beast king to stop it, the final result would probably be even worse, even so, the young man also cast a thick shadow on his heart.

After this episode, everyone saw the ruthlessness of Moro's methods, and even if he was matched in the subsequent training, they subconsciously skipped and rematched.

Fang Yang was also in the audience in the ring, blowing the northwest wind for five days, and being a melon-eating crowd for five days.

On the last day of training, Lu Wu challenged the old beastmaster, and the old beastmaster happily accepted the battle.

This is the final battle of the five-day sprint training, and the excitement is better than the one when Lu Wu and Zhang Xin fought each other.

Everyone finally saw the true face of the old beast king dueling beast.

It was a giant beast wrapped in patina metal, with a long subway chain trailing behind its huge, hard paws, colliding violently with the lava of the ring, and even producing sparks, and the ground trembled even more when it walked.

This is the legendary Titan!

This titan is nearly ten meters tall and weighs at least tens of thousands of catties!

The nine-winged bird with nine bright tails is like a pet in front of it.

Absolute domineering, absolute momentum oppression, this is the first feeling that the old beast king's dueling beast gives to everyone.

But in the next hand, it almost shocked everyone's jaws, the titan is huge, but the reaction speed is extremely fast, and the feeling is extremely sharp, like an old and spicy hunter, every time before the nine-winged bird attacks, you can guess its offensive position, and even take the lead!

From the very beginning of the battle, whether it was strength, reaction or experience, the nine-winged bird was completely suppressed and has been in a passive situation, and the Titan has completely controlled the rhythm in the ring.

At this moment, Lu Wu finally realized the strength of the original Beastmaster, the suffocating offensive rhythm and the ability to control the ring, so that she didn't have the slightest power to fight back!

"I lost. ”

Lu Wu took the initiative to admit defeat.

At this time, her smooth forehead was already covered with fine sweat.

"You didn't lose, kid. ”

The old beastmaster looked at the young girl in front of him with satisfaction.

To tell the truth, at one point he even had the idea of accepting disciples.

But she didn't have anything to teach her, and she was able to win so neatly because of the combat experience and offensive rhythm she had learned from thousands of duel matches.

Lu Wu is worse than himself, and it's just time.

In time, he believed that Lu Wu would definitely grow into a stronger duelist than him!

Unfortunately, the most stingy thing for them now is time.

"Your Excellency the Beastmaster, may I ask you what the system score of your strongest battle is?"

Although Lu Wu admits defeat, she is still a little unwilling, she is not a person who gives up easily, after she saw the gap in strength, the most gentleman is not a sense of powerlessness, but a fighting spirit that wants to surpass!

"The strongest battle? That was more than ten years ago, and the score should be above 90,000. ”

The old beast king recalled and couldn't help but sigh, "Now that I'm old, maybe I'm only in my early sixties." ”

At its peak, there were more than 90,000! There are still more than 60,000!

Everyone couldn't help but be speechless, what kind of terrifying strength this is.

You must know that the advancement standard for a legendary gladiator is the system score of 10,000 combat power!

Even if the people in the field are basically super A-level or above, their ratings cannot exceed 30,000!

And Your Excellency the Old Beastmaster, at the peak, the combat power was completely crushing them, and even now it is twice as much as them!

The last training session is over, the sprint training is over, and tomorrow is the start of the Duel King of the Beasts Tournament.

At the last moment, eleven players, including Fang Yang, all gathered together.

"Tomorrow the duel is going to start, and I should have said something encouraging at a time like this, but to be honest, I'm not sure, so I don't know what to say. ”

The old beastmaster said in a solemn tone.

"What I must tell you is that tomorrow you will face an unimaginably terrifying opponent, with the support of a giant group behind them, and the strength is definitely beyond our imagination. ”

After a pause, the old Beastmaster laughed self-deprecatingly, "Even my combat power at my peak is nothing more than this for them, the life forms of the four King Kong dueling beasts of the Beast Gang have evolved to an unimaginable level, and their combat power will not be less than ninety thousand. ”

When everyone heard the news, they looked at each other and changed color.

The old Beastmaster had no reason to scare them, it was absolutely true.

This news added a trace of gloom to the hearts of the originally excited people.

"But what I want to say is that combat power is not everything. ”

As soon as the words turned, the old beast king's eyes were bright, as if he had condensed a sharp edge.

"Combat power is just a judgment of strength made by machines, so I never believe this, because in my first duel match, I won an opponent who was a full 3,000 more powerful than me. ”

"At that time, I knew that combat power only represents the objective strength level of the duelist, and it cannot determine everything!"

"The more no one believes in you, the more you believe in yourself and do it, that's a hero!"

In the end, the old beastmaster's words became excited, and his cloudy eyes couldn't help but become rosy.

"In the dueling arena, the one who stands last is the winner! We will not lose, and we must win! For the sake of countless duelists, but also for ourselves!!"

The old beastmaster's last words were almost hoarsely roared, "Victory!"

Everyone couldn't help but be infected by the old beastmaster's excited and tragic emotions, and then thought of their current situation, and their noses were sour.

The Beast Gang just wants to make them admit defeat, they want to make them bow their heads, they want to make them surrender.

But behind them was a cliff, and there was no way back.

In this way, they can only fight, even if no one looks at them favorably, they can only fight!

They can't lose, and they have to win!

"Victory, victory, victory......"

Everyone let out the roar that had been hidden in their hearts in unison!

Although there are only ten people, the voices that gather together are angry and bullfighting, shaking the sky!

In the corner, Moro looked at the crowd who were so excited that they roared with a trill, and sneered in a low voice, "A bunch of ignorant fools. ”