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Cold, even arrogant! But it's an arrogance that no one can respond to.

Who would have thought that such a pinnacle competition of the Yama people would evolve into such cruelty and bloodshed?

This is no longer a competition, but almost a simple slaughter!

With ten to one, in such a huge number of people, this group of Yama's Heavenly Pride was directly killed by three people in just one round!

Shame, this is a shame for the Yamas!

Frey was furious, he was touched to the bottom of his pride.

So he rushed out, unleashing all his strength.

The muscles of the storm bulged visibly, quickly filling every gap in the mechanical suit.

The swollen muscles were pale in color, like the pale of dried blood.

Frey swung his right fist, his power making it painless to him, tight muscles locking up every piece of his shattered bone.

The sharp alloy steel spikes shone with a cold glow, like the sharp claws of a beast.

Rumble!

However, a fist of white bones hit him even faster.

Frey snorted, his face flushing slightly.

Syllable!

However, he suddenly held Fan's arm tightly, and the full activation of his ability made his strength improve again, so Fan's fist could not be easily withdrawn.

Burst!

The sharp steel spikes finally stabbed into Fan's body, and the force caused fine cracks to appear in the hard bones.

But that's not all, the sharp thorns are like bullets out of the chamber, and suddenly they shoot out like lightning!

Suddenly!

A piece of broken bone fell lightly to the ground, and at the same time, there was a drop of crimson blood.

The steel spikes finally pierced the bones!

"Do it!" Frey roared and locked on Fan's body tightly to exert all his strength.

"You're looking for death." The low and hoarse friction, and the broken left fist.

Rumble!

Everyone saw the shock ripples created by the attack.

Rumble!

Frey's body twisted abnormally.

Rumble!

The mechanical suit emits an overwhelmed **!

Even so, Frey still didn't let go of his palm.

The ability gave him a brief lack of pain, pale and abnormally protruding muscles, and cushioned one deadly punch after another.

His tactics were successful, coming from the attacks of others, and finally landed on Van Van.

"You forced me."

There was no hesitation in the scarlet pupils.

Tremors, overclocking.

The dimmed red light, like flowing lava, with the blood spilled, outlined a cruel picture.

No one could see what was happening in those three seconds, because everything was so fast that it was unbelievable.

Bang!

The end of everything lies in the ferocious head hammer at the end!

Frey finally let go of his hand, the violent thump confusing his nerves and disintegrating his mind, the intense vertigo finally taking away the last bit of his thoughts.

In the huge arena, only a lone figure with white bones attached to it remained.

There was silence, in fact, and the silence had been going on for a long time.

If this is the end result, then for all the Yamas, they would rather be silent forever.

"He won! Father, he really won! "That's probably the only cheer for the winner, and it comes from Angelil.

Angelil was excited, almost overwhelmed with excitement, Van really won, and so impeccablely!

Her choice was right, so she was finally able to escape her predetermined fate, and Byron, who had sunk, was finally able to have hope of rising.

However, when the excited Angelil tried to share her joy with her father, she got a picture that was not what she expected, and her heart slowly sank.

And following the gaze of Firang, whose expression was low and solemn, Angelil slowly opened her mouth.

"Poof."

Van staggered and fell, falling on his back.

The white bones are rapidly receding, even the knotted muscles.

But it was not of his will.

The world is shaking, for him now.

But he knows that this is not a sequelae of using overclocking.

Vertigo and exhaustion were there, but they shouldn't be so strong, so strong that they almost broke all his strength!

Cold, extreme cold, cold enough to freeze his blood!

After losing his form, the pain finally returned to his body, and Van pulled out the steel thorn embedded in the muscle, using all his strength.

Hollow, this is the message that the weight gives back to him.

White took over all his sight.

"Doesn't it taste good?"

This is the disgusting voice of the day.

"As I said, power alone can't solve all problems, and sometimes you really have to rely on that." Bai Bai Ci pointed to his head.

An injection needle was inserted into Van Van's neck.

"Enjoy the downfall, loser." Bai Ci laughed softly, and then the laughter grew louder and louder, until it became the only voice in the room.

"Ice source! How can you have an ice source! Firan roared with rage, his hideous expression and bloodshot eyes.

"Who is it! Who betrayed the family! ”

"Impossible, this can't be!" Angelil kept shaking her head, she couldn't accept such a result, the huge gap made her almost unable to think.

She would never have imagined that Byron's chronic poison in Brahman's body would be shown in such ironic ways.

The Ice Source, Byron's secret weapon to victory, is also the true source that has supported Byron's existence.

The latent source of ice is nothing, it is neither absorbed nor excreted, and it poses no threat.

It will periodically attack at the end of the incubation period, and of course, when it is combined with another trigger, it will immediately do its job.

It can destroy the receptors of all ability cells in a short period of time, making powerful transhumanized warriors instantly become the most ordinary ordinary people.

The most important thing is that once the ice source is excited, its effect is irreversible!

The so-called antidote to Bingyuan is nothing more than a drug that can guide its excretion, and it is powerless against the permanent damage to the capable cells.

"You think you've won, do you?" Zhao Yancheng's sarcastic voice seriously irritated Fei Lang's ears, "I said it, his end has long been doomed." ”

"You're flouting the rules! The Yamas would not agree with such an outcome! Philan roared loudly.

"Flouting the rules? No, no, no, all of our plans are done under the constraints of the rules. It was you, Byron, who poisoned you, not us. ”

"Haha, haha!" Zhao Yancheng laughed rampantly, as if he had seen the funniest joke in the world.

Philan glared at everyone with a fierce rage, anger and betrayal, his old body trembling, his clenched knuckles clattering, but this was the only way he could vent.

Daylight wins, and he is the only contestant standing. So Bai Fengao nodded with satisfaction.

"This is really your Bai family's style of doing things." Flake snorted, seemingly dissatisfied with the final result.

"Our Bai family only cares about the result, as for the process, is there any point?" Bai Fengao put on a smile that only a winner can have.

"Zhao Yancheng, you really want to kill him with your own hands."

"Am I going to waste the family's interests because of a dead man?" Zhao Yancheng responded lightly.

"Hopefully you won't." Bai Fengao narrowed his eyes, with a faint sarcasm.

"Alright, my future in-laws, it's time for us to talk about Byron's promise." Bai Feng looked at Fei Lang condescendingly, with a posture of a superior person.