"What is he doing?"

"Why did he do this! My Source Stone, my Blood Essence, My... Ahhhhhhh

"Shady, shady, shady!"

"Yes, shady, the Pegasus Alliance bought Damir, it must be right, it must be so, shady!"

"Return the money!

When the final result came out, almost all the orcs who participated in this gamble couldn't accept this result, this is too abnormal, it is obvious that he can win and become the first champion of the 'fire lion' - Damir, who actually admits defeat at the last moment, this kind of result, no one can imagine it!

At this moment, not only the onlookers did not understand Damir's actions, but even the other top ten players with him, the most confused of them was the battle maniac - McLaren;

Because not only did he not understand Damir's move, but he also had to face inquiries from others, such as now, Ripper-Warwick screamed first;

"Oh my God, what is that Damir guy doing? Why did he suddenly give up the fat in his mouth? McLaren, you're always with him, did he tell why?"

Hearing Warwick's question, McLaren rolled his eyes directly, he was very contemptuous of Damir's behavior, a warrior can be defeated, but he can't directly admit defeat like this, this is a shame;

"How do I know!"

On the other side, Elena was still standing by Oshika's side, and when Damir was beastly in the game, Oshika told the news that Damir was about to win, and she came over;

"Oshika, it seems that this time, your prediction is a little wrong!" Elena was also very surprised by the result of this match, but she was still more interested in Oshika's misjudgment;

"I said before that Damir would defeat the mercenary called Szakole, and as for the final result of this match, I don't have an opinion, but... ”

"But what?" said Oshika in the middle of the sentence, and Elena looked at Oshika curiously, and then noticed that he was staring at the front;

There were Damir and Teemo, and when they were done with the race, they returned, and Oshika seemed to see something and stopped suddenly;

"So that's it?"

"What? What the hell, Oshika, what the hell are you talking about? Do you already know why Damir gave up the final victory to the manipulator, quick, tell me!"

With such a close distance, Elena could hear Oshika's voice very clearly, and hurriedly asked, she felt that Oshika seemed to already know the reason why Damir did that!

"Hehe, don't worry, they'll be back later, you can let Damir tell you personally, why, but I didn't expect that this time in the league, that tribe would also send people to participate!"

"The tribe?"

Elena was speechless about Oshika's words, and the manner in which he spoke, for he was a young elven who behaved like the high priest of the tribe, which was unpredictable;

Actually, Oshika's words have been revealed, but Elena didn't think about it deeply, so it is not clear what he is talking about;

There are not many tribes that can make Oshika, who is an elf race, so interested, among the tribes of the twelve dukes, there are only four silver tribes, and among these four tribes, three half-orcs have appeared to participate in the competition;

They are Volibel of the Wild Bear Tribe, Damir of the Blood Lion Tribe, and Elena standing next to Oshika, who is also from one of the Silver Tribes - the Weather Tribe;

Then the last remaining tribe is the tribe in Oshika's mouth, and Teemo is from this tribe, the last silver tribe - the Lingqi tribe!

Unharmed, Damir and Teemo soon returned to the group, followed by Damir's interrogation, the first being McLaren;

Although he and Damir are not good friends, and they didn't even know each other before, it was because of this freshman competition, the two became opponents, which was the intersection, and the number of battles between McLaren and Damir was less than victory and more loss!

"Yanshi, I think you should give me an explanation!"

McLaren's personality is like this, straight to the point, and Damir doesn't mind it, hehe smiled, turned sideways, revealing Timo's figure, and then saw Timo take off his disguise;

When the mushroom-like coats were taken off, a half-orc covered in inscriptions appeared, and when they saw her appearance, the rest of the people had a hint of shock in their eyes, except for Carolan;

"Spirited Covenanter, you are actually a Spiritual Contractor!" The first to scream was Elena, as she was also from the Silver Tribe, she was naturally very aware of the particularity of Timo's tribe;

"That's right, to reintroduce me, I'm a half-orc from the Spirit Pact tribe, and my full name is Timo Anton! This tournament is a trade between our tribe and the Blood Lion tribe to get me to win the top ten!"

"Timo Anton, Timo Anton...... Settle in, settle in...... Isn't that surname ......" At this moment Elena seemed to realize something, and when she looked at Damir again, her eyes were full of jealousy;

As for the others, it was the same, after hearing Teemo's self-introduction, he kept nodding his head, and his mouth was still echoing, "So that's the case, no wonder!

But the war maniac McLaren was an accident, and he was very puzzled by this, why the weak half-orc in front of him, who could no longer be weak, took off his disguise;

Everyone looked shocked, and after hearing her self-introduction, they all agreed with Damir's previous voluntary admission of defeat, which made him feel inexplicable;

"That's enough, what are you talking about?that's how it should be, what if he's called Teemo Anton? Tell mere Damir, why would you abandon your warrior glory because of a deal?"

"No, no, McLaren, don't you really know the meaning of the Spirit Deed tribe and settlement?" Warwick on the side, after hearing McLaren's words, his eyes were full of disbelief;

"The Spirit Pact Tribe, I still know, is one of the Twelve Dukes' tribes, but so what, the battle between our half-orc warriors shouldn't end like this because we are afraid of the Twelve Dukes' tribe!"

"Okay, it seems that you really don't know, the twelfth duke of the Lingqi tribe is the Duke of Xiling Anton, and the Lingqi tribe is very important to the empire and even other tribes;

And this girl's name is Timo Anton, and she should be his immediate relative, and she may even be her granddaughter, so the result of this game should be that the elders of the Damir tribe and the Duke of Antun have reached an agreement behind their backs!"

"That's right, the truth is almost the same as what Warwick said, but I can't tell you what it is, that's the end of my business, and the next thing you should consider is whether any of you is going to play!"

When Myrdal said this, everyone realized that there were already many people standing on the Colosseum at this time, and the fastest of them was the church;

Like those who came to power before, the ten saints of the Church, but they did not start fighting, and no one knew whether these saints were weak priests or adjudicators, after all, they were all dressed in the same costume;

On the other side, it was the mercenary camp that entered the field one after another, unlike the previous Szakolle, this time the mercenaries entered the field one after another, and no one was designated, and in the end, the number of people was enough to 30, and it stopped;

The reason for this is that the first person on the mercenary side is on the field, six swords - double swords, one hundred nights!

As for the camp of magicians, it seemed that they were discussing the candidates, and the noise kept coming, and in the end, nine magicians were selected, and the last one left was Clermont in the Three Laws;

The second competition has a certain advantage for the orcs, that is, after the federal terrans select a good candidate, the half-orc camp enters the field as the last choice;

"This battle is not simple!"

"That's right, I don't know who we sent here, there are both six swords and three methods on the other side, this one is not so simple!"

"No matter who appears, I won't suppress what I say, it's so annoying!"

"Brother, let go, someone investigated that one just now, that little man and a half-orc, is an orc from the Spirit Contract tribe, and it seems that he is still a direct relative of the Duke of Anton, the one just now should have been decided a long time ago, after all, the other party is from the Spirit Contract tribe!"

"What, the Lingqi tribe, or the relatives of the Duke of An, alas~ No wonder!"

"Don't mention it just now, who do you think will play? No matter which side it is, it is a relatively strong opponent!"

"It's hard to say, although there are already people in the league among the top ten players, but this is only the second game, there is no need to stage so early!"

"yes, yes!"

"You say, Saint-K. Caroline, will she play in this one?"

"Well, it's impossible......"

"Perhaps, this one, no one in the top ten will come to power!"

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As soon as all the candidates selected by the Federation humans were on the stage, the audience began to discuss who would take the stage next under this pressure;

On the other hand, the top ten players also have their own thoughts, and they are also hesitant about this one, after all, the other party is not a simple role, and there is a great chance of losing this one;

"This written test, we choose to withdraw, and the next thing is up to you!"

After a long silence, the first to speak was the Storm Girl - Elena, and behind her was the Wall of Wind - Tyrone, apparently they were on a team, and after weighing, Elena chose to withdraw;

"In that case, let's just stay out of the edge for the time being!" followed by Duvoc and Warwick, who were from the same tribe, and naturally advanced and retreated together;

The rest of the people are more obvious, Saint Ji Caroline, War Maniac - McLaren and Elven Prince - Oshika, Carolan needless to say, has been meditating almost all the time from the beginning of the game to the present, and has not participated in any topics;

In this case, no one bothered her with any interest in herself, and the only ones who might compete on stage were McLaren and Oshika;

Oshika is also a little hesitant about the lineup on the stage, although among the remaining orcs, he has found a suitable teammate, but this time among the opponents, he still feels uncertain;

And the reason is that the double sword, one of the six swords, Baiye.

According to the information collected by the elven clan, this Baiye seems to be the strongest swordsman in the league this time, and it is said that he has reached the realm of a sword hero, so Oshika fell into hesitation;

At this moment, McLaren, who was fighting on the side, without saying a word, headed in the direction of the Colosseum, and seeing her actions, Oshika asked;

"McLaren, this one, do you want to get on it? The other party is not a good stubble, especially that mercenary, Baiye, his strength is not inferior to yours, plus there is a Clermont staring at him, this game is ........."

"Okay, okay, I'll just say that you people from the big tribe always think about it, and if you want me to say, no matter how powerful he is, you will see the truth under your hands;

If he really has that strength, I'm even more excited, it doesn't matter to me whether he wins or loses, it's the most important thing to be able to play against some strong opponents, otherwise I'm sorry for the title of 'War Maniac'!"

With that, McLaren strode towards the Colosseum, and his figure, which soon attracted the attention of the other orcs, came out one after the other;

"Look, there's someone on our side on stage, it's him, the war maniac - McLaren!"

"War maniac, I hope he can defeat the other side!"

"This time, I'm sorry for myself if I don't press!"

"Hey, man, didn't you just say, what are you talking about, don't you bet?"

"Who? I, you heard me wrong!"

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