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The broken bamboo knife swept in an instant, fast and ruthless, like a lightning bolt with yellow in the blue!

The stone threw out of his hand, Wu Ming leaned back, his back almost touched the ground, and he rolled again, which narrowly avoided it. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Bang!"

In the explosion, just where Wu Ming was originally hidden, a huge gap was smashed into the hard rock, and the stone chips were splashed, and the sound was amazing.

From the ringing of the mobile phone, to the perception of being attacked, to the dodge and counterattack in one go, it only happened in a short moment of lightning, and that had already made Wu Ming sweat. Wu Ming was not injured, but was swept away by the air flow brought up by the bamboo knife, which had already made the tip of his nose sore and numb, and his eyes were also swollen vigorously.

Although he had long known the strength of the panda zombie, Wu Ming was still surprised that the weight of that casual blow was so heavy. Thanks to years of combat training, the extraordinary speed of reaction and the control of the body are completely subconscious, otherwise any move that is a little slower will have unimaginable consequences.

Next to the rock, the massive body of Resister 1 poked out and looked at it with a hideous face. On the left half of its eye-catching cheek, there was the sharp stone that Wu Ming had thrown.

It did take a hit, but Wu Ming's all-out blow did not achieve the expected effect of hurting the enemy, but only made it even angrier. Resistor One is probably going to give up attacking the contestants, as it has found a real challenge, a real danger that can hurt it.

"Answer the phone, I'll deal with it!"

Furukawa's voice sounded calmly, and at the same time, Wu Ming only felt that there was a flower in front of him, and the blind man had already flashed out, and the katana in his hand stabbed straight into the head of the zombie panda.

"Be careful!" Wu Ming sent a reminder, and at the same time reached into his arms and took out an antique mobile phone.

The phone is still ringing, and the caller's information is clearly displayed on the screen: Chief Drunkard.

It's Kita!

Except for him, no one else can dial this number, it's only been five or six days, could it be that the terrifying alien demon has completed his energy replenishment so quickly, and took the initiative to call to contact, just to agree on that life-and-death duel?

Wu Ming steadied himself, carefully observing the battle situation on Furukawa's side, while quickly thinking about how to respond.

Furukawa is clearly at a disadvantage!

That blind man is already very good, in Wu Ming's opinion, no matter in terms of the flexibility of his steps or the accuracy of his shots, Furukawa will not be inferior to himself in the best condition, even if he is placed in the Fresh Meat Arena, if the use of consciousness energy is forbidden, he will definitely be an extremely powerful competitor.

It's a pity that in addition to fighting skills, Furukawa's hidden special abilities have not been effectively applied, perhaps he has put that ability more on the perception of the surrounding environment, and he can still move freely in such complex terrain conditions, probably thanks to this. But that was not enough, if he couldn't apply his enlightenment to battle, Furukawa could still only be called a master who surpassed ordinary people, and there was still a world of difference between him and a high-level consciousness fighter.

And this fight alone will be extremely dangerous, because his opponents are superior in strength and speed.

It's not human, it's a beast that has lost its mind!

But Furukawa could still support it, and Wu Ming could see that despite the incredible power of the bamboo knife wielded by Fighter No. 1, Furukawa had never collided with it head-on. He's been dodging, taking advantage of all the natural conditions around him, including the craggy rocks and the zombie contestants who are on the sidelines.

Furukawa's mind is clear, and that is his greatest strength. Thinking about it, it was precisely because of this that he took the initiative to take over the important task, and did his best to deal with the zombie panda in order to buy time for Wu Ming to answer the call, after all, understanding what the purpose of the unidentified murderous creature was the key at the moment.

"Hey!"

Wu Ming pressed the answer button and put the phone to his ear fiercely.

"Hmm...... How are you? ”

The tone coming from inside was a little weird, and Wu Ming couldn't have imagined that the first words of the alien murderer were actually hello.

"Chita, is that you?!"

"Uh...... Ha ha...... Haha......"

He smiled, his voice flickering and flickering, presumably holding the phone up in front of him in triumph, and then putting it back to his lips.

"Speak, Kita!" Wu Ming saw that Gu Chuan was forced to stumble again, and was almost hit in the shoulder by the bamboo knife wheel, and his heart couldn't help but become more anxious, "Long story short, what do you want?!" ”

"Hmm...... You, Wu Ming. Kita was still smiling, but his words finally had some meaning.

"Yes, it's me, or who do you think you're talking to!" Wu Ming was a little impatient, he felt that this seemed to be a joke at all, Chita should not have mastered the alliance language yet, at the moment it was more like a beginner was looking for someone to practice conversation.

"Call? Belch...... Yes, calls. I, Chita......" Chita paused, Wu Ming wished he wasn't looking up the book, "I...... Hostages, two! ”

"I know you took them!" Wu Ming almost yelled, "I'll go find you, I'll definitely kill you!" ”

"Looking for you? Kill you? "Kita was repeating Wu Ming's words, and it seemed that she had encountered new words again." Well...... You, ah! He laughed strangely again, as if provoking Wu Ming was also a great achievement, and the sentence he followed was more understandable, although not grammatical.

However, Wu Ming didn't bother to answer again, because Guchuan was in danger!

Fighter No. 1's three swings of the knife finally forced Furukawa to retreat, so he had to make a dangerous move, jumping towards the cliff, hoping to use the branches that protruded beyond the rock wall to put his feet on it, and then jump to another protruding rock. I didn't think that the branch had already dried up, and it would break off as soon as I stepped on it, and if it wasn't for Furukawa's quick reaction and grabbed the rock wall, he would have fallen down and shattered his bones.

The panda zombie had already forced over, and in the next second, it would swing a fatal blow to the ancient river hanging in the air, Wu Ming could no longer stand idly by, so he had to pick up a stone and throw it over, still shouting in his mouth: "Here, your enemy is here!" ”

Resister One's attention was successfully drawn, but Kita on the other end of the line was confused.

"The enemy is here?" He imitated Wu Ming's words in a strange tone, "Kita...... Not looking for you, you come to me. ”

"Damn bastard!" Wu Ming scolded, eager to throw the phone off the cliff. But the panda zombie was rushing at a rapid pace, and Wu Ming didn't have time to use even a simple action like waving his arms, so he had to pull back with all his strength, using the huge rock beside him as a cover, and dodging the powerful attack in a roundabout way.

Resistor One was furious, and it seemed that in the countless competitions it had competed in, it had not encountered such a difficult opponent, and not only did it fail to achieve anything in its several sorties, but it was stoned in the front door. That little skin injury is still secondary, and the point is that its authority has been challenged like never before.

Most of the scuffles around the arena stopped, and a considerable number of those strange-shaped zombies had already come to the fore, and they didn't care about hiding their bodies anymore, but watched curiously. Probably in their remaining consciousness, they also felt that what was happening in front of them was a bit incredible, because the two foreign contestants had obviously not been certified by the organizing committee, and their costumes were too neat.

The ultra-extreme rush and the distraction of the mobile phone call made Wu Ming a little unbearable, the most obvious being that his wheezing was significantly aggravated, which made the other party on the call feel excited.

Chita was also gasping, and the frequency of his breathing could be synchronized with Wu Ming's, but he could still spare some breath to continue his inexplicable speech: "You, Wu Ming...... Help me. I'm here...... Whining...... I'm in the house, waiting with them ......."

"Where are you?! Tell me, where are you waiting for me!? Wu Mingfei yelled as hard as he could.

Chita's words were indeed about to fight, but the location of the appointment was not clearly stated, and listening to what he meant, it seemed that he was about to hang up the phone, so how could Wu Ming accept it?

"Wait a minute, you repeat it...... Do you understand, Kita?! ”

The busy sound started, and before that, there seemed to be two strange laughs.

This joke is too big!

Wu Ming had no less contact with the Kiata people, but he could guarantee that those terrifying creatures definitely didn't have such a sense of humor, they were more direct, more murderous, or at least never like this.

There's no doubt that Kita is tainted and ruined by the messy TV show of humanity that has ruined the integrity of the Chiata Star Hunters!

In the frustration, Wu Ming pressed the call button, but remembered that there was no number stored in this phone, and all that could be dialed was an inexplicable voicemail - this is really a living hell, old Jose didn't think he joked enough when he was alive, and he went to another world, and still left an incomparably headache and trouble.

"...... in the house" Wu Ming was stunned, thinking to himself where to find such a room, where lived two poor humans who were fed like pets, and an alien demon who was transforming into a human form and had just learned human pranks......

The crisis was still around, Wu Ming actually ignored it, and the angry Fighter No. 1 had already broken into his back.

Obviously, Fighter No. 1 has had enough, and the outsider in front of him who is disrupting the order of the competition must be eliminated immediately!

"Buzz!"

The bamboo knife was wheeled again, faster and more powerful!

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