Seeing such high enthusiasm from the audience, Sava couldn't help but look forward to it. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info He was curious how the hell Hanfka had made so many humans popular for him.

Opposite the five challengers, a floor tile slowly sank, and the shouts on the scene became stronger, Yaya couldn't help but be teased by the atmosphere of the scene, pulled off the hat of the cloak, and shook Sava excitedly: "Your pigman apprentice, the popularity is really high, I have never seen a human cheer for an orc like this!"

The ears of the two fluffy cats twirled, but the attention of the surrounding audience was on the fighting ring, and no one paid attention.

"Wind Demon, Wind Demon, Wind Demon, Wind Demon......"

With the rhythmic call of the audience, Hanfka slowly rose to the fighting ring.

It was still a round face, but it was not bloated at all, but it had a straight and sharp aura, and it was still a young face, but it was not green at all, but there was a calm full of confidence.

There was only one ear, and this ear had no skin, only a dull red. With a few new scars on his face, it is conceivable that many of these 95 victories must have not been easy.

Ignoring the hustle and bustle of the audience, a pair of eyes swept over the five opponents like two cold bolts.

Sava noticed that none of the five challengers looked at Hanfka, but quietly avoided Hanfka's eyes.

Sava couldn't help but put on a smile - it seems that the ninety-five consecutive wins have really polished the strong heart of this little pig guy!

"Hanfka!" the mecha host shouted, his tone showing admiration: "Although you are an orc, you have earned the respect of the city with your fearlessness and strength! If these challengers cannot shake your glory, then you will go to the imperial capital to face off against the powerhouses of the entire empire! At this moment, do you have anything to say?"

Hanfka's expression was calm: "If you want to say anything, save it for after the victory." ”

"Hahahaha. It seems that our wind demon is as ruthless as ever!" The mecha host didn't feel embarrassed at all, laughed and said, "Then I'll just read out the rules of the competition!"

The noses of the challengers were crooked, and they thought that the host would ask them what they had to say, especially a few humans, who began to play their stomachs from the time they were waiting to play, and even thought about their tone and expression, striving to be hideous and domineering, and first overwhelm Hanfka in aura.

I didn't expect to skip this link directly.

"The rules of the game are - there are no rules!" accompanied by the host's sensational roar, and the scene once again boiled. "Then I declare, the game begins!"

The moment he shouted the start, the mech strode back and gave way to the playing field.

With a loud roar, Weiss took a few steps forward, a big jump, his sword in both hands behind his head, his body almost bent into a bow, and flew towards Hanfka.

Mobi, who was activated at the same time as Weiss, also strode forward, the huge iron claws raised high, and stabbed forward violently, almost the giant claws flew towards Hanfka with his strong body.

With a finger of the Aymor staff, a flame close to black condensed into a thin line, which swept past Weiss and Morby like lightning, and shot at Hanfka first.

Weiss is on top, and his muscles and muscles are violent, and it is not difficult to imagine how swift this sword will be when it is slashed out!

Moby was below, his body almost parallel to the ground, and he lunged towards Hanfka's body, his huge claws closing together like a handleless sword!

Amor stole a trick and began to chant secretly before Humphka was on the field, and at this moment, his strongest single attack magic suddenly unleashed, hitting Humphka's front door!

The combined attack of the three human challengers is extremely tacit, and it is obvious that they have been fully communicated in advance!

Yaya covered her mouth in surprise, for fear that she would scream, and she found that if she changed herself, there was no other way than to rely on her speed to retreat sharply.

But now it's a game, not far behind Hanfka, is the iron cage.

The climax of the game was brought down almost from the first moment of the start.

Then, Hanfka moved.

He threw out his flail and faced the black poisonous fire that was as fast as lightning!

The flail spun rapidly in the air, sweeping the thin lines of poisonous fire into a flood of flames, and the flail itself was corroded and burned.

"Good!" Sava exclaimed, his eyes lit up.

Wess and Moby are very embarrassed.

They were doing their best! And now, if they didn't stop at once, the fire was in front of them.

The poisonous fire of the Poison Fire Heavenly King Amor, even if it sticks to a little, will burn like a maggot on the tarsal bone, and it will never die.

Moby screamed, and plunged his paw into the ground, and the metal floor cracked instantly, and almost half of him followed suit, and the blood cut by the shattered floor was dripping with blood.

Weiss was even more miserable, he was in the air, and under the full force of the jump, he could barely dodge and flew towards the black firelight, and in desperation, he had to take out the sword in advance!

Drink! Weiss roared wildly and slashed out his long sword, the sword was filled with his flame fighting aura, and the powerful sword momentum instantly split the poisonous fire, and then he saw Hanfka.

To be precise, he saw the top of Hanfka's head.

Iron Head Impact!

The audience was stunned.

They knew better than the fighters in the game.

The three challengers launched a powerful combo at the start of the match. Then, Hanfka threw the flail and struck the black flames in all directions, cutting off the view from both sides for a moment.

At this moment, without knowing the opponent's moves, Hanfka did not hesitate to cast an iron head strike, straight to the black flame.

Moby buried half of himself in the ground with one claw, and Weiss slashed the flames with a sword, and was hit headfirst in the stomach by the flying Humphka, and flew forward with him.

If it had been sooner, Hanfka's head would have been shattered by Wess with all his might, and if it had been a little late, Wess would have managed to cross the Black Flame and pick up all the flaws.

Neither sooner nor later, at the moment when Wess unleashed the flames with all his strength and the upper half of his body was exposed, Hanfka's head was firmly on the ground.

He was covered in purple light, and flew forward against Wess, who was already spitting blood—and in front of them was the cage of flames that Amor had shot for himself.

Weiss let out a long howl of pain, and his back was directly filled with flowing blue flames, and in just a moment, the poisonous fire spread rapidly.

Weiss hit like a fireball, and Amor roared wildly, where could he care about the life and death of his companions, and the round shield in his left hand suddenly swung outward, knocking Weiss out hard.

Then, Hanfka's fist arrived.

The cage of flames was not an iron cage after all, and at the moment of cauterizing Weiss, the strong wind pressure caused a hole in the cage, and Hanfka directly drilled into it.

A punch slammed into Aymor in the jaw.

Amore's jaw cracked terribly, and his whole body flew backwards involuntarily, and from his wide open mouth, shattered teeth flew out.

Aymor flew upside down from the cage of flames, and the turquoise flames, which did not treat his master favorably, ignited the battlemage.

The two large humanoid candles at the scene let out screams of pain while swirling with soaring green flames.

The most terrifying thing is that Aimore and Weiss themselves have not weak flame resistance, after all, one is a cultivator of poisonous fire, and the other is a warrior of fire-based fighting spirit. But Amore's poisonous flame is known for its corrosiveness.

Aymor finally knew why every opponent who died at his hands let out such a terrible howl.

Only now he doesn't enjoy it at all.

Wess had been burned into a fireball, and Amor still had the last of his sobriety, and he reached out of his staff in the firelight, and a barrage of green fireballs shot towards Humphka.

This is the fireball technique that he usually stores in his staff, and the purpose is to instantaneously cast magic at a critical moment.

Death, I will die with you!, and then, the green flame completely burned through his body, obscuring his vision.

So he didn't see Hanfka extremely calm, pulling out Moby like a turnip, and throwing it at the flying fireball.

The screams turned into three people.

In a matter of seconds, the three challengers who were clearly colluding unleashed a powerful combined blow, which was reversed in an instant, turning into three screaming and burning candles.

And Hanfka lost his blade and stood in the middle of the field with his bare hands.

The elven brothers glanced at each other and took up their weapons.