"Where's the thing? I don't think you'll like the pain of flesh and skin. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info" Looking at Rick, who was kneeling on the ground in pain and gasping for breath, Van asked lightly.

"Hey." At this time, instead of realizing the consciousness after the defeat, Rick laughed inexplicably, "Do you think you will be able to find something if you win against me?" ”

"It's long gone with me."

Van squinted, slowly grabbed Rick's hair, and asked, "Where the hell is the thing?" ”

"Want something from you? Go to the third floor and get it yourself, I'll give it to Muzel. Rick's expression was painful, but his tone was overtly mocking.

You can't get your stuff back, Muzel promised to let me enter the third floor next week, hehe, when I also join Muzel, believe me, I will definitely make you regret it. His horror is simply not what you can imagine! Rick's voice was filled with hatred.

Van paused for a moment, no one knew what he was thinking, and then he suddenly increased the strength of his hand, and dragged Rick's hair to pull him off the ground, "His horror is not something I can imagine?" I remember you said the same thing about yourself before. ”

"Don't worry, you'll join Muzel." Sanskrit's tone slowly changed from flat to cold, even mocking, "For someone who is about to share your fate, you should indeed come together." ”

Rumble!

After Van finished saying this, he directly slammed Rick's head into the ground! The red blood wet the soles of Fan's feet, and he shook the drops of blood in disgust. Rick just fainted, he was very measured, but he didn't expect Rick's resistance to attack would be so weak, compared to the mutant body he had before, the difference was too far.

If that were the case, then he was suddenly not interested in the upcoming fight between Muzel.

"Is this what is called the ability to mutate? I wish you could be different, otherwise, I think I'll be disappointed. Van suddenly uttered the thoughtless words, "You've been watching it long enough, Muzel." His eyes then stared straight into the shadow at the top of the staircase, the being who had been standing for an unknown amount of time.

The battle in the arena couldn't help but stop, and the successive downfalls of the leaders had already demoralized the soldiers on the second floor, and the extremely tenacious tenacity of the Mousse group made them helpless. Even though there was a big gap between the two sides in terms of physical fitness and numbers, they were helpless against this group of tightly united tribal warriors, but they were slowly consumed a lot of living strength.

Muzel's sudden appearance gave them an immediate reason to stop fighting, if even their own leader couldn't survive a few moves in the hands of Van Fan, then why should they fight him?

The battle between the strong can naturally only be left to the strong.

Van was also a little surprised by the resilience of the Mousse group, the strange battle formation did give him a lot of surprises, but he thought about it and was relieved, the resilience of the tribesmen was notoriously strong, and on the battlefield, no one would be able to resist pressure better than them.

"You are indeed very strong." Muzel walked down the steps step by step, and more and more players began to appear behind him, all of them were fierce, and they could be seen from the cold eyes of them, "But you shouldn't be so arrogant." ”

"I don't know if you're strong, but what I do know is that you shouldn't have taken my package." Van sneered in return.

"You said it was your package, how can you prove it." Muzel doesn't stop, the things in the Van package, Muzel will not return it to him anyway, don't say it's him, anyone's first reaction when they see those things will be to keep them, because the value of those things is indeed immeasurable.

After hearing this, Fan first paused slightly, and then suddenly sighed, "Why are you always like this, you don't always know what to say before you completely fall." ”

"This is the pride of the Empire." Muzel's tone was very serious, and at the same time, he finally walked down the stairs and stopped.

"yes, your stupidity, too." Van shook his head imperceptibly.

Muzel obviously didn't hear Van whispering, and thought he had nothing to say, "You are a qualified warrior, I can let you join us so that you can have a chance to stand out in the confrontation within the Shuma family." I don't care about the harm you did to my brother, or the way you put him underground. ”

"As long as I give you the package?" Van smiled sarcastically.

"You can understand it that way." Muzel had a serious expression.

"Do you think you'll be able to keep those things?"

"If you can keep it, I can."

After hearing this, Fan was stunned again, and only after half a salary came back to his senses, "In this matter of arrogance, I am indeed not qualified to compare with you." ”

"Alright, activate your abilities, don't waste any more time." Van had finally exhausted all his patience.

"I don't need the ability to use it against you, I'm not one of them." Muzel gestured to Rick, who had fallen to the ground.

"Yes." Fan nodded in agreement, but then the taste changed, "You're a big prawn." ”

In the face of Fan's contempt, Muzel's eyes narrowed vigorously, and he suddenly rushed out with a loud voice, "Then let's see who is the shrimp!" He threw his fist hard.

Bang!

The two fists collided on board! The dull sound was like a sledgehammer hammering in the heart, and the listener couldn't help but breathe, and the two of them took a few steps back, their eyes becoming solemn at the same time.

Muzel deserves to be the strongest fighter here, but this simple punch embodies too many things, skill, strength, speed, he has everything, much stronger than everyone Van has encountered before, or it is not as simple as more than one or two levels at all. What's even more rare is the angle of his punch, if ordinary people want to fight back, they will definitely not be able to gather enough strength in a suitable posture, but unfortunately, Fan is not an ordinary person.

"It's kind of interesting." Muzel clenched his fist, and the punch seemed to be evenly matched, but in fact he still had the upper hand, which could be seen from the rhythm of Fan's slightly chaotic breathing. Ke Fan caught this punch, but his breath was fluctuating, which was somewhat unexpected by him.

There is a reason why Muzel deliberately despises Fan, when he first met Fan, that strong sense of crisis affected him to make many problematic choices, and was even considered a sign of weakness by his subordinates for a time, which made Muzel, who couldn't stand the slightest doubt, angry.

This flushing of anger was no more direct than a direct victory over Van Lai, but Muzel was cautious, he kept trying to provoke Van and silently observed the battle between Van and Rick.

Rick's rout was a bit more than he expected, but the reason for Van to win was nothing more than more strength and speed, and Muzel thought he had more of them.

Compared to Muzel, who only clenched his fists, Fan shook his arm, as if he couldn't bear the overly strong reaction force, "You are the same, you can indeed be regarded as a big shrimp." ”

"Arrogance!" Muzel thought that Van was stubborn, "Go up and take them all down." He turned to his men.

"You think the Colosseum is a one-man battle? Today I am not only going to defeat you, but also your team completely, so that you will know if I am qualified to keep your things. Muzel's eyes flashed.

"So what are you waiting for?" The statue finally cushioned his arm and said a leisurely word.

"Drink!" Muzel yelled and punched Van in the face, but Van narrowly avoided it and countered with a punch.

Muzel is indeed strong, in the face of Van this heavy punch, he turned back with his left hand and blocked it directly, and his right hand immediately changed direction and hit Van in the face again.

Van moved his hand back, and with the same left hand, he held Muzel's right fist, and his right fist waited for the opportunity to strike again.

The fight between the two was inseparable for a while, and the sound of bang was continuous, which was quite a bit of a chess opponent.

But when the two were fighting heartily, Muzel suddenly roared, and his body was nearly half taller! Unexpectedly, his mutant ability was activated!

"Fall! You shrimp! The huge fist blocked all the trajectories of Van dodging, and in such a close fight, Muzel seized the most critical moment, and he had to make this blow Van no longer have the power to fight back!

The cold fist wind blew Fan's face in pain, Muzel's mutant body surpassed Rick too much, and at the interface of his knotted tissue, there was already a growing bone armor!

The huge fist is more like a huge heavy hammer, Muzel only used a light force, and there were already unbearable cracks on the ground, which was not at the same level at all compared to the dents made by Rick, and if such a heavy punch hit, it was the best estimate of broken tendons and fractures.

When faced with such a punch, Van once again seemed to be stunned and motionless, but in the moment before the fist and his body, Van who had completed the process of condensing his strength suddenly took a half step forward, which not only allowed him to successfully avoid Muzel's attack, but also allowed him to punch the opponent in the heart!

Half-step kill! Play the same old trick.

Just as Fan's fist was about to touch Muzel's body, the mutation suddenly rose!

Muzel also stepped forward about half a step forward suddenly, allowing Van to graze his chest with a blow in the air!

"Don't think you're the only one who can kill Caroline, so will I!" Muzel sneered, all his arrangements were waiting for this moment!

Rumble!

The huge fist finally smashed into Fan's body with no avoidance, and the heavy force knocked Fan's body a full two meters off the ground!

Fan fell heavily to the ground, supporting the ground with one hand, and a wisp of light purple blood slowly flowed from the corner of his mouth, he, injured!

"Chief!" Mousse and his subordinates shouted in panic, and the originally solid battle formation inevitably showed holes.

"Take care of yourselves!" Van spat out a mouthful of bloody phlegm in a low voice, and slowly got up with his hands on the ground.

"Do you still have the heart to care about others? It's better to protect yourself first. Muzel looked at the crumbling Van with an extremely mocking expression, and the confidence and contempt in his words could no longer be hidden.

"How? The taste of half-step killing is not pleasant. ”

In the face of Muzel's taunt, Fan gently wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, "It's indeed a bit unexpected by me, but if your lame pace can be regarded as a half-step kill, will the Grand Duke Caroline, who pioneered him, be ashamed to see people?" ”

"Hmph, you're still stubborn! I'll see how long you can scream! Muzel dragged his heavy and tall body and walked into the Van step by step.

"Huh." Fan suddenly exhaled softly, and he began to shake his arm again, but the difference from before was that he shook more and more, faster and faster! Until.

Tremor!

"Now that we've had enough of the mini-games, let's get started." (To be continued.) )