In the audience, the Pope and the President both had different faces, and they were able to see what had just happened that Curry and the others could not see. So they also knew that the attack on Snowmark was not just a coincidence.

"Yes, kid. "He would use the venom from the skin of the poison dart frog as a dart, the reed rod and the reed spike as a blow arrow, and quickly set up a trap, and he would have taken advantage of everything that could be used in this environment," the Pope lamented. ”

"His timing of his attacks is also very appropriate, every time he attacks when the opponent's vigilance is the lowest, it is like stabbing in a gap, he is experienced and his judgment is amazing!"

"But what I'm most interested in is his 'hidden', this is the first time I've seen this unique technique of using concealment. President, you are well-informed, can you see where he comes from?"

Pissarro smiled and shook his head: "This technique is a variant of the basic chanting technique 'Six Forms', and it may be a technique developed by some people living in the jungle who have studied it specifically for jungle hunting. ”

The Pope nodded.

"However, no matter how much it changes, the basis of this 'hidden' technique is still the 'six forms' of the teacher, so this child must have some relationship with the teacher, but he may not know it himself, what he is learning is one of the basic skills of the teacher, and it seems that he will only ...... this one."

"Your dark horse is really extraordinary. ”

"Your first person is not bad, he can deduce from such a small amount of information that the opponent is an ordinary person with no telekinesis. This analytical ability alone also shows that he has the talent of a leader. And his mobilization was so effective that you can see that the kids were all like they were stimulated. ”

"Haha, Curry is a member of the Boy Scout Stormtroopers in Sulla, maybe he trained it in his military career. Now that he has assembled an army, in the face of such a large army, I wonder how long Ruluga Snowmark can hold out?"

"How long? It seems that you don't believe that the Pope will last until the end. ”

"Haha, although he has repeatedly surprised me, but as an ordinary person, he has his own limits after all, before he could still take advantage of loopholes to kill a few people, but now, the children have awakened, and his secret has been exposed by Curry, I really can't think of any other opportunities in the future, with the small means of those hunters? Those crude flying spears and bows and arrows are okay for hunting, but against those who are able...... Hehe. The Pope shook his head.

Pissarro narrowed his eyes and groaned slightly.

"So is the Pope interested in raising the ante?"

"Raise the stakes?"

"That's right. Pissarro stroked his gray beard and smiled. "I can't think of any tricks he can play, but the escape from death just now has shown his potential. I always have a hunch that maybe he won't be the champion, but his presence will make this assessment very exciting. ”

"You also think he won't win the championship, but you still have to bet on him?"

"I don't think he will win the championship, it's a common sense analysis, it's my 'reason' judgment, his opponent is too strong, and he is a big army, it can be described as an elite gathering, can he shake this army with one person? I don't think it's possible. But in the world of the capable, not all results correspond to strength, how many famous seniors are as brilliant as the stars rising, but they are as weak as falling down, and they are not guaranteed in the evening, and they die at the hands of the young. My 'emotion' tells me that he has a huge amount of power, just like a stone falling from a high mountain, wrapped in huge potential energy, and wherever this stone hits, whatever it hits, it will cause a huge shock or even subversion. You've had a moment when you felt like you had to do something, even if you were going to lose. That's how I feel now, and I think this kid deserves a bet!"

The Pope looked at Pissarro, infected by him, and his eyes also glowed with a rare look, and his whole temperament changed little by little, as if he was a few years younger. Pissarro's words reminded him of his youthful years, of those heroic acts of recklessness, recklessness, and recklessness.

"Okay, then double the stakes! It's rare for the elder to have such a Yaxing, how can I not accompany him to the end?"

"Okay!