"Really...... It's so touching!I wish you and the princess happiness, and you must win the next match!" Martial artist C wiped a handful of tears - the knighthood that dragged the seriously injured body to the competition for the sake of the captive princess was too dazzling, and his persistence in proving his 'way of martial arts' was much dwarfed in comparison. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"Someday, though, I'll be as steadfast as you!"

After shaking Zane's hand, Martial Artist C abstained.

"Oh, the dominant martial artist C actually chose to abstain, the 'Avengers' squad is simply too lucky, it seems that Lady Luck is on their side today. ”

Despite the lack of emotion in the arena, the presenter tried to rekindle the atmosphere in the audience.

However, his efforts were ultimately in vain.

Following the upset in the last game, the final victory of the "Avengers" squad made some nobles lose a lot of money again, and the entire audience was immersed in the sadness of losing money, and the clutter was thrown away, and they didn't even bother to take care of the host who was dancing alone.

No one knows why a-for-tat battle turned into a friendship first debate tournament, and the two men holding hands on the court had clearly developed some kind of spiritual friendship.

It was definitely the ugliest game since the Colosseum was founded.

"However, the next game will definitely not disappoint you again!"

When the host saw the list handed over by the waiter, there was a look of disbelief in his eyes, and he thought that the waiter had taken it wrong, but after confirming it repeatedly, the latter was still convinced that this was the result of the draw - "The two sides of the second game are the 'Demolition Maniacs' team...... and the Mask Kid squad!"

There was a dead silence in the arena.

Could it be that they are mistaken, in fact, today is the day of the finals?

The nobles looked at each other, and after the rules were changed, there were only four groups that had the strength to advance to the finals - except for the "Mask Boy", the rest were the teams under Mafoa, Augustine, and "Slave Owner" Bruno. They weren't surprised that any of these four teams would enter the finals, but they didn't expect two of them to encounter it now.

This is unprecedented.

"The first to play is Bamuson, known as the 'Demolition Maniac', and the 'Mask Kid' team sent the 'Sheep Village Warrior' Lios!"

Bamuson's appearance naturally caused another round of boos.

But apparently the name that Lilith came up with before she came on the court was not much better, and it was only before she appeared on the court that she heard that every popular player needed a title, so she reported the fake name she had made up with Richard before without thinking. And the moment he heard that Lios was reported, Lin Qiu's face darkened by half.

I lost my momentum at the beginning!

"Tsk, it's not the 'Mask Kid', it's a delicate little girl. Bamuson's tone was full of regret: "I would have wanted to blow him up to the sky with my own hands." ”

As the number one criminal in the imperial capital in recent years, he will not do anything to dissuade his opponents in the arena. He wished that all his opponents would hold on until the last minute so that he could complete the "fireworks show". Whether the opponent is a strong man or a weak woman, it is the same in his eyes.

Ravenhall reminded Lilith: "Little girl, it will take me a while to analyze the principle of his ability, until then, dodge his attacks as much as possible!"

In the eyes of alchemists, any ability in this world can be interpreted with knowledge, Ravenhall lived in the early days of the Akarandu demon tide flooding to the southern continent, when various kingdoms had already appeared different degrees of monster attacks, and out of research, he had captured many monsters to study them.

In his research, he found that the so-called ability is nothing more than a variant of the form of energy use.

Just as sword skills are the way for knights to use energy, alchemists through alchemy, and monsters through their innate channels. As for the engraving, it is the product of humans "suppressing" the talent of monsters into themselves. Several are essentially the same, but in different forms.

Because of this, as long as he deciphers the way Bamuson uses energy, he is sure to sever the connection between Bamuson and the engraving.

"Boom-"

At the beginning, Bamuson preempted the attack, and the green ground slime formed a chain explosion. Lilith was prepared, she dodged out of the explosion, she moved in a few steps in front of Bamuson, the long sword burning green broke through the blockade of the smoke screen, and stabbed Bamuson in the throat.

Ravenhall didn't expect Lilith to attack at the beginning, and he had no choice but to urge the "Ink Fire" to cooperate with Lilith's attack.

The tip of the sword was approaching, but the viscous green liquid formed a thick film in front of Bamusson, and the green flame cut through the viscous barrier at the same time, and there would be a steady stream of liquid to repair the burned defense film. A rancid smell hit her face, and Lilith felt sick to her stomach, and she drew her sword out, widening the distance between the two.

This brief encounter left Bamuson with a look in his eyes.

He didn't expect anything from Lilith, Spitane wasn't the place for a delicate little girl, he had planned to use the chain blast to finish off the opponent directly, but he didn't want the other party to not only avoid the explosion, but also counterattack.

He knew the strength of the slime very well, and its defense power was enough to resist the notching power below the purple level. And the dark green flame burned away some of the slime so easily.

It wasn't an ordinary flame, and this little girl's strength didn't seem to be an ordinary streetwalk.

The discovery only excited Bamuson, Spitane was his stage, and he didn't want his fight to end so dullly.

The first collision between the two was just the appetizer of this match, and it was no less intense than the most intense one before. The aristocrats' unhappiness was swept away, and they watched intently the two men's every move - this was already a championship-level contest.

"You just extracted that slime. Lilith asked in a low voice.

She didn't want to smell the stench a second time.

Ravenhall was stunned for a moment, and then he understood Lilith's intentions, and the thick film was undoubtedly the essence of Bamuson's energy. It seems that the little girl who signed the contract with him is not a brave and unscrupulous person.

"Good, but I'm going to work hard and I can't help you on the offensive end anymore - give me ten minutes!"

Ravenhall can't remember how long it's been since he's been so excited.

"Leave me alone, just do your research. ”

Lilith said, flipped backwards again, and the place where she was before exploded again.

The battle has just begun!