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"Little master, don't make any more despised moves!"

The man's heart was anxious, and he kept praying. □ ○ ◇Tomato Novel -'-.-f-q'x-s''.-c-o'm'

And at this time, there is a new change in the ring.

Asa, who was pale because he couldn't control the "Sword Demon", felt his eyes light up after hearing Nichols' words.

If Nichols can be allowed to admit defeat directly, there will be no other creatures in the ring except himself, and the "Knife Demon" will naturally return to the black knife.

While not drinking blood would make Black Knife less compatible with Asa, it pale in comparison to the consequences of killing Nichols.

Thinking of this, Asa immediately whispered to Nichols: "If you admit defeat now, I can take back the sword demon and let you live." ”

"Throw in the towel?"

Nichols' crying came to an abrupt halt, and he repeated the words "towel", the expression on his face constantly changing.

Bang!

At this time, the sword demon had already dismantled to the twelfth aura, and the floor of the ring was covered with crystals formed after the spell aura was shattered.

The crystals glowed in the sunlight, but it was such a gorgeous scene that made Nichols shiver and feel terrified.

His lips twitched slightly, and a look of compromise appeared on his face.

Then he said words that made the face of the man on the high platform change greatly. □ Tomato □○△ □ ''-.-f-q'x's--.-c'om

"I ...... Admit defeat. ”

As if he had lost all his strength, Nichols lowered his head deeply, not daring to face the gazes cast around him.

Asa breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, at this time, there was no so-called joy of victory in his heart, only the joy of the rest of his life.

He secretly thought in his heart that before the next round of martial arts, he must feed the black knife first, otherwise it would be troublesome for this kind of out-of-control situation to happen again.

"Asa won and advanced to the semi-finals. ”

The black-clad referee glanced at Nichols, a hint of disdain flashing in his eyes, and quickly declared Assa's victory.

After Nichols walked out of the ring in despair, the "Knife Demon" stopped attacking, let out an unwilling roar, and then turned into a puff of blood smoke and poured into the black knife.

Asa snorted, his face a little pale, and the black knife that had not drunk blood looked extremely irritable, trembling in his hands, and making him feel a pain to the bone.

"You're hurt?"

The black-clothed referee noticed Asa's face and spoke in surprise.

In the contest just now, Nichols should not have succeeded in attacking Asa.

Could it be that using a black knife will have a backlash?

"A little injury, out of the way. ”

Asa took a deep breath and said lightly, he had used his own strength to suppress the black knife, but he still needed to find blood food for it as soon as possible. △ △○Tomato△▽ Net --'.'f'q-x-s''.-c-o'm

Thinking of this, Asa didn't linger any longer, and after stepping out of the ring, he left the arena directly.

It's not like the place where he wanders, where he can kill people at will, and if he wants to replenish the blood food for the black knife, he can only go outside the city to hunt demonic beasts.

On the other side, Nichols, accompanied by the priest, returned to the man's side.

"Little master!"

The man took Nichols from the priest's hand, and when he saw him like this, he also felt a pang of distress.

"Little master, don't be discouraged, you are still young, this session is the top eight, and the next session may be the champion. ”

"And Lord Leander has already promised to teach you spells, and with your teachings, you will definitely not be worse than that Asa in the future. ”

The man spoke comfortingly, and at his words, Nichols' face gradually recovered, and he seemed to regain his confidence.

But......

"I'm sorry about taking Nichols as an apprentice, but I've been studying a new spell for the last ten years, and I don't have time to teach my disciples. ”

With his back to them, the figure sitting on the Winter Throne suddenly spoke faintly, causing Nichols's face to freeze suddenly, and the man almost fainted.

The ominous premonition in his heart came true, and after seeing Nichols' performance just now, the adult repented.

"Why......"

Nichols' eyes flashed with anger, and he was about to open his mouth to question, but the man gagged him. Tomato ''-.-f-q-x-

He looked at the man puzzled, and the man shook his head with a wry smile.

"Thank you for taking care of me during this time. ”

After stopping Nichols from angering Leander, the man turned around, bowed deeply to the throne, and pulled Nichols away from the platform.

"Nice servant, but unfortunately, with the wrong master. ”

After they left, the figure on the throne whispered to himself, quickly putting the little thing behind him.

......

......

After a short break, the second contest quickly entered the preparation stage.

As the two fighters stepped into the ring, cheers rang out like a wave in the arena.

The cheers were louder than any of the previous ones.

In the face of these cheers, [Golden Rose] Gloria showed a very charming smile and sent a flying kiss to the audience.

"Gloria!"

The auditorium was even more boiling.

The occurrence of this scene made Leo look at Gloria with a little curiosity, even if Gloria was amazingly beautiful, it would not make more than half of the 100,000 viewers fall in love with her.

At this time, he was a little envious of Thunder, who had a father who knew all the opponent's information.

"Gloria's way of fighting is unique, and that's why it's very popular. ”

A clear female voice suddenly rang in his ears, and Leo looked back to see that Cecila had come to his side at some point. ▽Tomato▽ △ '-'.'f'q'x-

"Tell me about it?" Leo raised an eyebrow.

"It's dance, her profession is called Maika, once a member of a sect that believes in the muse of the goddess of dance, and now she's a killer. ”

Cecila whispered, knowing something in great detail that surprised Leo.

"You've dealt with her?" he quickly thought of why.

Cecila nodded, a cold light flashing in her beautiful eyes.

"When I was sixteen years old, she was hired by the rebels of the kingdom to assassinate me, but without success. ”

"The king must not know about this. Leo had almost guessed, so he was not very surprised to hear her words, but said something that surprised Cecila.

"How do you know?" asked Cecila subconsciously.

Leo pursed his lips, swept his gaze to the majestic George on the high platform, and said coldly, "If he knew, this Gloria would be dead now." ”

Cecila looked puzzled, how did she feel, Leo seemed to have an inexplicable resentment towards her father.

She wanted to ask, but Leo didn't give her the chance, and after saying that, he left the place.

"You ......"

Cecila had a rare look of annoyance on her face, then snorted softly and walked in the direction Leo had left.

His Majesty George, who noticed this scene, frowned slightly, several thoughts flashed in his heart, and finally took a deep look at Leo's back.

Soon, Gloria's interaction with the audience ended, and the jousting began normally.

With the referee's order, [King Kong] Harlosen, who was standing in the other half of the ring, flashed a fine light in his eyes, and a terrifying speed erupted in an instant.

With a bang, the ground under his feet sank out of thin air, and a black shadow broke through the air, spanning a hundred meters in the blink of an eye, and punched Gloria's head.

The joust had just begun, and Harlotsen wanted to end the fight with a fatal blow.

This scene happened so quickly that the audience didn't even react, and the fist was already attached to Gloria's beautiful head.

Bang!

There was a muffled sound, but it wasn't the sound of Halloson's skull popping.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Harlotsen showed a look of surprise, and Gloria's admirers cheered.

"This little brother, don't you know how to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade?"

After blocking Halloson's fist with two slender fingers, Gloria was still smiling, but a cold light flashed in her eyes full of seduction.

Without waiting for Harlotson to answer, Gloria fought back.

Brilliant golden fighting energy poured out of her body, and in this gold, Gloria's waist turned slightly, and she actually began a graceful and moving dance.

And with her light dancing, the fighting spirit swayed out, turning into a rain of roses.

Halloson fought against him for dozens of rounds, his face becoming solemn and his body dodging backwards.

During his time with Gloria, he sensed the horror of the seemingly ordinary rose petals, and his instincts told him that they could take his life.

But what made him feel tricky was that Gloria was covered in a rain of flowers at this time, and if he couldn't touch the petals, he would basically not be able to touch her.

Besides, Gloria didn't stand still waiting for him to attack, and as he dodged, Gloria began to dance towards him, no longer light and cheerful, but full of fierceness.

There seemed to be a high, fierce battle song in the ring, and Gloria smiled at Harlotson, stretched out her arms towards him, and shook it lightly, causing a volley of falling petals to fall into the air, stabbing at him like a blade.

Seeing this, Harlotson let out a low sigh, and his skin was swirling, and his body was like it was made of gold.

Boom!

The next moment, the petals of Gloria's vindictive aura pierced Harloson's body, sending out a crisp symphony of metals colliding.

Although blocked, Harloson's face is still not very optimistic, he is not a profession good at defense at all, if the scene continues to be so passive, it will be very unfavorable for him.

In contrast, Gloria's smile was even more charming, and her delicate body danced lightly, setting off bursts of flower rain, like water waves, sweeping in.

"Aren't you able to resist? ”

Gloria's delicate voice came from behind the sea of golden flowers, full of irony, and Harlotson couldn't help but feel a trace of anger in his heart.

But he wouldn't be stupid enough to really resist again, he could feel that this attack was unusual, at least three times as powerful as just now.

Harlotson's mind raced, and he quickly showed a determined look.

So the crowd saw a scene that stunned them.

In the face of the sea of flowers that was so aggressive that it could kill him, Harlotson didn't have any defensive intentions, but put on an offensive posture.