Ling Che swallowed the foam of his lips and walked into the arena with a pair of arrows and bows on his back—arrows and bows were a weapon that Albert was familiar with, and he had contacted this kind of project before, and it was best to consider it a weapon for this game.

But the real reason for this was that Ling Che had never admitted the fact that he couldn't use anything other than arrows and bows.

"The third game is finally about to begin......" Eric, who was standing next to him, sighed, and then smiled wryly,

"This time, I heard that my father will come to watch my game in person...... If you don't behave well, I'm afraid you'll really be ......."

"No, you can work hard!" Ling Che said.

"Yes, yes, though ......," Eric muttered quietly,

"It's not possible, though...... This time, I'm going to play alone again......" The first game was Xiao Mo's play, Ling Che muttered to him for a long time before the opening of the game, what Betsy told them to pay attention to, and then casually found a position in the lounge where they could see the arena clearly, sat down and began to look at a picture of the weaknesses of the poisonous gas wyvern that Avino listed for him.

The one hundred and twenty-third battle of the Book of Che Yu The familiar opponent is in the hand, please wait a moment,

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