After Fang Lin defeated the last No. 13, his personal number had been raised to No. 12, but at this time, he had slipped to No. 14, and it was only four or five minutes since he entered the duel space, and someone had already defeated the person in front of him, ranking among the top with the number of net wins, and the fierceness of the battle could be imagined. And this is also the characteristic of the combat of the mentally powerful elders, both sides are not good at dodging, the skill is huge, and the victory or defeat often depends on the moment of the skill bombardment.

This pre-battle reserve space was Fang Lin's exclusive privilege as the defending champion, and after the newcomer entered Fang Lin's space, the space flickered, and the small silver scales flashed above the heads of the two of them and disappeared. The number on Fang Lin's mask is number 14, while the number of the reincarnation on the opposite side is number 22.

At this time, a beam of light was projected from above, and the beam was so bright that it felt as if it had cut through the darkness. The black clouds below the cliff were surging and agitating, trying to roll towards the beam, as if the greedy python was about to pounce on the rich prey, but it could not pounce up, as if an invisible barrier had blocked the black cloud that was so thick that it seemed to have substance.

THE BEAM OF LIGHT SWIRLED UP AND DOWN FANG LIN'S BODY, AND FINALLY STOPPED AT FANG LIN'S NECK, WHERE IT WAS EXACTLY THE CORE OF THE +7 CYBORG ANDIGOS HE WAS WEARING. Then a projection shot down from the sky, and in the cliff space between the two, a large transparent display screen appeared, listing the shape, color, effects, equipment conditions, and other details of the core of the +7 robot ANDIGOS.

A loud voice rang out in the space.

The 14th proposes a bet pattern to the 21st, and if you want the 14th to fight, you must make a corresponding bet of equal value. If you don't have enough equipment/items/points, you will be forced to draw the most valuable equipment/items on you.

After the draw, the equipment on your body will continue to be useful for the rest of the battle, but the last name items will be frozen and cannot be used.

The winner will get the bet, and the loser's bet will be forcibly lifted if the equipment is soul-bound.

If you reject the staking mode, you will be forcibly evicted from the space and reassigned to the opponent with the same number of points.

Number 21 looked at Fang Lin standing with his hands in amazement, his mask only covering his nose and eyes, and he could see what words were muttering on his lips. But it doesn't matter if he yells loudly, although the distance between the two is only 30 meters, the nightmare space is strictly forbidden to exchange information before the war. It's a pity that he has to face Fang Lin, a guy with a very terrible intelligence, and just by lip shape, Fang Lin can interpret what he said:

"Damn, how could this guy make such a thing? Isn't it possible to go to war unconditionally? ”

"This chain is really good, if it is combined with my skills...... That's perfect, damn it, what should I bet on him? ”

"It's an opportunity, but why haven't I had this before? It's better not to make a fuss, since the Taliban are going to compete for the title of thunderer, then I have a good chance of getting a candidacy. ”

As the 21st said this, he had already made up his mind and slowly disappeared into the space, obviously choosing to avoid the battle. Fang Lin closed his eyes, he didn't care a little, for him, it was best to avoid the battle that could be avoided at this time, and when there were five people left in the end, it was the time for him to fight with all his might.

Then two more people entered, namely No. 5 and No. 31. After seeing Fang Lin on the 31st, he hesitated for a moment, and after carefully looking at Fang Lin's bet, he thought twice before leaving. However, as soon as No. 5 saw Fang Lin, he immediately chose to leave as if he had seen a ghost, and before leaving, he still took out Fang Lin's equipment as a bet and memorized it by taking pictures. Apparently this number 5 knows that only the defending fool has this authority.

The fourth man who came in was dressed in a black robe, and even his head was shrouded in it, as if it had been a sacrifice from the Middle Ages, and although his back was slightly hunched, he was very calm, and in his hand he held a staff made of wood, which was very simple and rough, and the tip was swollen and raised, as if it had been stripped of its bark and leaves.

The number on his mask was surprisingly low, it was 127, this person looked up at Fang Lin, his eyes seemed to be ignoring everything, and the bet that Fang Lin took out could not let him take a second look, but chose to accept it without hesitation, but this person carried a large number of points, and directly chose to use points as a bet.

Suddenly, a silver balance tilted towards Fang Lin appeared in the empty space again, Fang Lin's necklace was placed on the left, and a tray was placed on the right, and the fourth person who came in injected 10,000 points into the tray on the right side of the scale, and there would be an extra chip in the tray, and the balance would be tilted a little more to the right, and when the chips were added more and more, the balance began to tend to be balanced. After the last 127 paid 150,000 points, the silver balance was restored, and "the bet was balanced!" "The voices in the nightmare space thundered." You will enter the battle, please choose the terrain of the battle! ”

Because Fang Lin considered that the enemy was likely to fully know that he was the defender of the title, in the process of eliminating the terrain, he abandoned the relatively complicated terrain. And No. 127 is silently giving up all of them.

……………

The breeze blew, and the two of them appeared at the same time on a square, which was quite wide, showing a stepped descending slope, with seven fountains in the center of the square from top to bottom, and grassy lawns on the left and right, with a gentle slope of 30 degrees downward.

Fang Lin stood in front of the bronze statue in the middle of the square, while No. 127 stood on the lawn of the lower square, their clothes blown so excited that they flew backwards, almost wanting to fly away with the wind. The square is full of tourists, and there is melodious music resounding, and the fountains in the seven fountains are splashing up and down with the sound, up to more than ten meters high, and then falling melodiously from the air, like mist.

As soon as the protection time passed, the No. 127 immediately raised his hands to the sky, and after entering this battle space, he would have covered everyone's body with a layer of camouflage clothing, but as soon as No. 127 appeared, the camouflage suit on his body immediately exploded with a "pop"! Revert to the medieval costume, wearing a black one-piece robe. Even his mask was rolled up, revealing a half-wrinkled old face, as old as the bark of a tree.

The square where the battlefield cut into was dusk and evening, and a large group of people next to No. 127 were writhing to the melody of the music, dancing and exercising. Seeing such a strange person as him appear, most people were just surprised but not afraid, and some even thought that he was making a movie or a new trick played by a beggar!

Then the red light flashed in No. 127's eyes, as if it was a very fierce hungry beast preparing before hunting, and then the heads of all the people within ten meters of him exploded together, but the mixed flesh, bones, and brain marrow did not fly, as if there was an invisible film around it!

Then a terrifying ball of flesh and blood with a diameter of more than ten meters naturally appeared, slowly spinning in the air, and finally condensed in height, slowly rotating above the hands raised by 127, there is no doubt that the power of this blow is extremely terrifying! And Fang Lin had already leaned down and sprinted over at high speed, looking like he was going to intercept No. 127's actions before he could knock this skill out!

Fang Lin's momentum was like a wolf and counterattacked.

However, he suddenly found that No. 127's eyes were closed! A faint mist of blood emerged around No. 127's body.

A thought flashed through Fang Lin's mind, and this thought poured out of his mind, and when it was fed back to his body, he closed his eyes tightly! At this time, No. 127 had already entered the range of Fang Lin's spiritual impact, but Fang Lin's spiritual impact only caused the enemy to snort from his throat, and the flesh ball spun faster, and it also produced a great suction, involving those innocent tourists who were running in terror in the distance.

"Mental shock actually only caused damage? Immune to stun? Fang Lin's facial muscles twitched, he subconsciously wanted to open his eyes, but found that as soon as his eyelids opened a line, he felt like his front was being smoked by the smoke of tear gas, and the pain of fire burning. It is conceivable that the consequences of completely opening his eyes can be imagined, fortunately, Fang Lin still has the ability to detect his mental power, and he can grasp the surrounding environment quite effectively, but he immediately found that the scenery detected by his spiritual power is very hazy, just like the scene reflected by the turbulent water waves, full of distortion and hazy, and has suffered strong interference, if the effect of the Fool's Pupil is still there, then this interference can be removed, but .........unfortunately, "This terrifying ability can be said to be close to something like "realm", Deprive the enemy of the most important visual aspects of their five senses! ”

"Then....... this No. 127, like me, is undoubtedly the same as me, and he is the one who was forbidden to participate in the war before....... the chosen one!"

(To be continued)