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Yuan Ai nibbles the pie boringly:

"It's so boring, I can't come to Xiaomao to play in the next game, and my opponents are so weak chickens, I gave up before I started, or Xiaomao is lucky, there are spicy opponents in every round. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info”

Songming:

“……”

At this time, the bookmaker's winning rate for Songming's third game has been given, reaching an astonishing 1 to 9, that is to say, Songming's winning rate has finally reached 10%, and before the start of the first game, Songming's odds of defeating Pu Huanzi to advance from the G7 arena are-

1 loss for the entire dungeon.

The major media even exaggerated the tense atmosphere of the game to the extreme, and even called it a "fateful duel", and even gossip newspapers dug up the triangular relationship between the two against Ye Lan, as well as Pu Feili, the younger brother of Pu Huanzi who had beaten Pu Huanzi in the samurai academy; What's even more surprising is that Scalli, who was originally in the G72 arena, actually defeated a master of the Feather Realm in a reversal and unexpectedly advanced to the third round of G7-

In other words, Songming may encounter a scene with more than one enemy.

Song Ming sighed lightly:

"It's more than 1v again, I can't take a break if I want to, I'd better practice the steam four-style......"

Fei Ya's face became solemn:

"You didn't fully recover from the injury you had in the first round, and you added a lot of new injuries in the second round...... And I always feel that this third round is not as simple as I imagined, so you better rest early. ”

Song Ming was stunned:

"Hey, don't you need to prepare tactics?"

Fiya chuckled, mixed with a sigh:

"I'm not as easy as the two of you, there are still a lot of tasks to investigate, and the next opponent needs you to fight it with real knives and guns, the so-called tactics, adapt to the situation."

Songming slight sweating:

"Then I'd better go to sleep."

……

Samurai Academy, Foreign Affairs Cabinet.

Pu Yu, Pu Huanzi and Pu Feili's uncle and nephew are gathering together.

Pu Yu's face was slightly drunk:

"Phili, I didn't expect you to advance to the third round, my uncle is very happy."

Blaschglioli looked proud:

"That's nature, I haven't touched the person I want to kill, how can I leave easily."

Pu Yu was a little cautious:

"After all, you haven't had time to feather, so don't hold on in case of danger."

But Blaschglioli was in high spirits:

"With my brother here, what danger do I have, not to mention that Qi Yu just sent someone to give me an invincible dao weapon, this is a killer weapon that he regretted not being able to use when he fought with Song Ming last time, with such a divine weapon in hand, it is not impossible to kill Song Ming alone!"

Pu Huanzi was sharp:

"Feili, you want to grab the credit, but the last head must be taken by my brother, I have to let Ye Lan, the **** watch his lover die tragically in my hands, I am not interested in this **** heart at all, I want him to hate me, bite me, catch me, and then watch me be raped."

Pu Yu smiled weirdly:

"As a man who grew up on the tip of the original beast's teeth, your taste is really a little heavy...... But you also have to be careful, after all, even the six bishops were defeated by that kid, don't be impulsive, you two must plan your tactics carefully. ”

Pu Huanzi sneered:

"That's called fighting? The six bishops, except for Mr. Colin, are all garbage, maybe they deliberately released the water, just to let me kill this idiot myself...... My side already has a perfect plan, and Songming will definitely die this time. ”

……

The time came to 7 o'clock on the 30th.

With deafening cheers, the third round began at the same time.

Song Ming didn't step on the time point dojo this time, but came ten minutes early.

This time, he didn't bring a single bed to pretend to be forced, but came with a coffin.

That's right.

Song Ming came this time with a crimson Dao talisman coffin, which comes with a one-button cremation function, which is very valuable.

The audience was in an uproar.

Among Songming's six opponents, four of them began to tremble as soon as they saw the coffin, one of them said the word "abstain" in a daze, and then left the venue in a panic, and the other three looked at each other, and after a while, they also nodded and abstained, and left the field one after another.

In the end, only two familiar faces remained.

[Pu Huanzi, male, height, age 66, chief disciple of Wutang outside the Samurai Academy, eighth order of grass and wood path feathering. 】

[Pu Feili, male, height, age 38, chief disciple of the Merry Path of the Samurai Academy, Merry Path Kaiyuan Completion Tribulation Realm. 】

When Purfiglioli saw Songming, he gritted his teeth:

"Songming, today is your death."

Song Ming smiled and patted the coffin made of PC plastic in his hand:

"Death? I'm sorry, but I only have a coffin, so you can squeeze it. ”

Pu Huanzi laughed coldly:

"Songming, it seems that your arrogance is far superior to your strength, don't think about me and the opponents you met before, do you think you can defeat the six bishops with your strength alone? No, they gave you to me! ”

Song Ming sighed lightly, feeling that this brain hole was a little strange, like a breeze blowing on a grassy slope:

"That's a good point, but I still suggest that you listen to the advice of experts, and fly a hundred meters high as soon as possible, that place is very safe."

Pu Huanzi sneered and was silent.

Publili's face sank, and the sword slowly rose, and finally flew to a height of more than twenty meters before stopping, and then immediately pinched:

"You can taste the power of this poisonous fog first, Merry Channel, Fog Lock Maze."

As the name suggests, in the blink of an eye, a thick fog enveloped the entire field.

The fog is dark gray, has an excessively sweet and pungent taste, and has a refreshing feeling that people can't stop smelling.

After Song Ming took a deep breath, he felt paralyzed, so he began to try to hold his breath, but it was useless, and the poisonous mist always drilled straight into his body from his ears and nose, and even from the pores of his skin.

Pu Huanzi did not move in the fog at all, and sneered:

"If you hadn't broken into the rules in the last round, you think you would have survived? Now that the loopholes in the rules have been filled, do you think you'll survive me? ”

Song Ming was stunned, and while slowly walking towards Pu Huanzi, he threw out his classic sophistry:

"If you are alive, can you live dead?"

Pu Huanzi was also stunned, and after a while, he turned to laugh wildly:

"You can try it and you'll know, I don't know how thick the sky is - the grass and wood road, the dance of the wooden dragon!"

With the sound of chanting, a huge yellow wooden dragon fell from the sky, and appeared in the dense fog, opening its teeth and dancing claws, rolling and swimming in the dense fog, like a Chinese dragon calling for wind and rain in the clouds, but the wooden dragon spit out not wind and rain and thunder, but constantly shooting out huge poisonous wooden arrows.

"Actually, if I have a dance partner, I love to dance."

Song Ming could only see vaguely, but he heard it very clearly in his ears, so after dropping such a sentence, he immediately shaved his feet for a short distance in a row, avoided the arrows one by one, and jumped up in the direction where the wooden dragon pounced.

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Preview: Chapter 0223, Eleven-way Serial Explosion Talisman

(To be continued.) )