Mza began to feel annoyed by the lightning in the air, as it hurt more and more as it hit his body, and the lightning became more and more common. At first, a bolt of lightning could only leave a small black spot on his body, but then the black spot grew larger and larger, and gradually it had a burnt taste.

He looked up at the air, and suddenly opened his mouth wide in surprise! I don't know when, the thunderclouds in the sky have become tens of meters in radius, and several electric snakes have been spit out from time to time, and they have begun to show their hideous faces.

"This can't be!" he cried out, and another bolt of lightning fell, splitting all his shouts back into his stomach. Muza was completely angry and roared: "Look at Lao Tzu kill you!"

Before the roar fell, he crouched down, his fighting spirit surging, and a little light began to light up on the tip of the axe gun, obviously preparing some powerful trick. However, Mza had just halfway through his charge, when he suddenly felt a pain in his back, and he had already been stabbed by Richard. Muza could feel that the power of the knife was very light, but it made him suddenly feel panicked, so he immediately gave up his power and swept with his backhand axe. Of course, the axe fell short, and Richard had already backed away.

Muza only felt a sudden feeling of looseness and coolness on his back, and he didn't feel any pain! His surprise was not trivial, and he immediately reached out and touched it, and sure enough, his hands were full of blood! At this time, there was an exclamation in the stands, and Muza also knew that his wound was definitely not small, and the blood had gushed out like a spring.

But Richard only made a very light cut, but his body was stronger than a horned rhinoceros, how could he open such a big wound? Before Mta could figure it out, another lightning bolt struck down in the sky. This time, the lightning was as thick as a fist, and it fell on Mza's body, and a large amount of electric fire converged on the wound on his back, causing him to scream in pain!

Richard suddenly approached like a ghost and slashed him in the thigh.

This time, Muza finally saw clearly, after Richard's knife cut through his leather pants, it only left a scratch on his skin that was not too long, which was just a red line, and then the wound suddenly split on its own, becoming deep and long, and the blood inside immediately shot out, spurting out several meters away!

Shocked and furious, Mza hurriedly closed the wound on his leg and stared at Richard like a wounded beast, his eyes full of hatred and anger. But if you look closely, you can see the panic in the depths of his eyes. Richard still stood quietly, as he had begun, observing Mza's movements, still as attentive. Richard used only the power of the brutal slaughter itself with both knives, not his life. If you drive the life to be killed, the knife in the back can take most of Mza's life.

The two were at a stalemate for a moment, and then another bolt of lightning fell in the air, striking Mza. Richard attacked at the same time as Lightning, leaving a huge wound in Mza's other leg. Although Mza forcibly sealed the wound with vindictive energy, his mobility was almost half lost, and it was impossible to attack Richard. Richard, on the other hand, was no different from when he started the war, except that his face was a little paler.

Now the battle is not over, but everyone can see the result, an outcome that almost no one would have imagined at the beginning.

"Your knife! Your knife is wrong! What kind of knife is that, you cheat!" Mza suddenly pointed at Richard and shouted, his face flushed with excitement. Under the thick shadow of death, his will finally collapsed.

Suddenly there was a light in the sky, and Muza subconsciously looked up, just in time to see a new lightning bolt brewing, falling in the sky. He hurriedly adjusted his fighting spirit, and finally offset the power of lightning, but suddenly felt that something was wrong in his waist. When he looked down again, Mza was shocked to find that Richard was standing next to him, and the two of them were almost together!

What about his knife? Mza's mind turned to this thought, and he looked down Richard's arm, only to see that most of the savage slaughter had already entered his body. The knife was so sharp, so sharp that it didn't feel like anything when it stabbed in.

Under Mza's incredulous gaze, Richard whispered, "Get on the road, don't disgrace the barbarians." ”

After speaking, Richard stepped back more than ten meters like a ghost and stood quietly. A pillar of blood immediately erupted from Muza's waist, and the fighting qi in his body was boiling, so this pillar of blood directly spurted out ten meters! Muza didn't feel anything, just stared at Richard, and a few seconds later, Muza suddenly let out an earth-shattering roar, and the axe gun came out of his hand, turned into a phantom, and threw it in front of Richard like thunder!

This time was too sudden, and the speed of the axe gun was too fast, Richard didn't have time to think about it, and instinctively fell to the ground! The axe and gun with a sharp whistle, almost brushing Richard's back, the violent power fluctuations directly sucked Richard off the ground, and then blasted out. Richard flew directly out of more than ten meters before he fell heavily to the ground, and a mouthful of blood spurted out. It was the first time he had been so badly injured in this battle.

The axe and spear, which had condensed all of Mza's life and angry sword, flew into the audience, piercing through the two barbarians directly, and then pierced the stone wall until it was left without a handle. The two barbarians stared blankly at the large hole that suddenly appeared in their bodies, and then their bodies suddenly exploded into a cloud of blood mist. Then there was another roar, and a large hole exploded in the wall of the boulder several meters thick in the decisive battle, and the rubble flew everywhere, injuring more than a dozen nearby barbarians, and the axe and gun had been twisted into shape.

The power of Mza's throw was completely dissipated at this time. And he himself urged his fighting spirit to exceed the limit, and all the wounds on his body were spraying blood, and then exploded open, and his entire body exploded into several pieces, only the part above the chest was still intact, and the flesh and blood were splashed for dozens of meters.

Richard moved, slowly got up from the ground, looked at the pool of flesh in the field, and sighed secretly. Mza delivered an earth-shattering final blow in a life-burning manner at the cost of no corpse. This is definitely a very unacceptable way to die in the eyes of the barbarians who attach great importance to the body and funeral, but Muza did not hesitate to deal the final blow. At least until the end, he was still a warrior.

There was silence in the arena, and thunderclouds were still brewing in the sky.

Finally, the referee's high-ranking samurai announced the end of the match in a dry voice, and Richard entered the quarterfinals of the festival battle. Richard silently returned to his place, sat down, stroked the savage carnage in his hands, and tried to calm his breath as he waited for the next battle. He sat alone for a while, and suddenly his mouth opened and another mouthful of blood spurted out. But this time, there was an abnormal wisp of blue in the blood, which caused the barbarian powerhouses in the audience to exclaim.

There were both strong men and well-informed wise men among the barbarians present, and many people immediately saw that Richard's physical condition was wrong, and that the blood was so strange in color that it seemed to have been poisoned. For a while, everyone was talking about it, speculating about the cause of Richard's poisoning.

Beside the Great Elder, the elder was startled at first, and then suddenly, he couldn't help but be furious in his heart!

There was no sign of this poison when it was administered, but it was so obvious after poisoning that the Chinese were clearly not kind. The less reputable the Presbyterian Church is, the more beneficial it is to the Chinese language. At that time, even if it is to make up for the merits, the elders will have to find a way to get their hands on the Heavenly Armament.

Richard took out a white towel and calmly wiped the blood from his mouth. He was calm, as if he were spitting out water instead of his own blood, and he was oblivious to the strange blue color of his blood. He just sat there, waiting for the next battle.

The thunderclouds in the sky have expanded to nearly 100 meters in size, and finally they are no longer increasing. However, the lightning that rolled inside made it clear that the lightning that followed was not only too powerful to resist, but also completely controlled by Richard. This magic did not show its full power until this time, and a decisive battle with Richard underneath it, as if lightning equivalent to the seventh-level power would fall every moment, how could this be fought?

The referee's high-ranking samurai frowned, and just wanted to say something, but saw Richard raise his hand and point in the air, and a little light flew out of his fingertips and did not enter the thundercloud, and the thundercloud actually began to slowly dissipate!

There was another whisper in the stands, and those barbarian powerhouses already had a sense of respect for Richard in and out of their words, which rarely happened to a Norlander. Even if he is highly poisoned, Richard is not willing to take advantage of his opponent at all, and this kind of bearing has already explained what a real brave person is.

Richard only wiped the savage slaughter, though the knife did not leave any blood stains on it. Now he only has the strength of the last knife left.

A knife is enough.

The referee samurai was momentarily unable to make a decision, and looked at the Great Elder. The Great Elder stood up and said in a deep voice, "Richard has won two games in a row, and today's game is over, and the next round will start the day after tomorrow." ”

The high-ranking samurai who served as the referee was stunned, this was different from the scheduled schedule. But the Great Elder's words were the final decision, and he immediately announced to the audience in a loud voice that there would only be two rounds of matches today, and those who won two games could rest.

The face of the Chinese archbishop who was watching the battle from afar suddenly became extremely ugly, he snorted heavily, and cursed: "These useless brute dogs, may God send down flames and burn you all to death!"

After the curse, the Chinese bishop turned and left. Uriel glanced at Richard with a complicated expression, and then followed Hua Wen away.

Richard was also quite surprised by the Great Elder's decision. But for him, it makes no difference whether the knife is used now or saved for the day after tomorrow. Although the toxicity may spread further after two days, it is possible for Richard to control the toxicity in two days. What's more, his final sword does not rely on magic power, it consumes life force.

As night fell, the day's fighting was over. There were only 16 fighters in the bottom half of the field today, and in the end, there were only four left, including Richard. Perhaps stimulated by the bloody tragedy of Richard's two battles, the fighting in this half of the district today was particularly fierce, with four people killed and three seriously wounded. The race is not yet halfway through, and the casualties have already exceeded those of previous festivals.

At nightfall, the Grand Elder convened an impromptu Council of Elders, at which it was announced that Richard would be given a fair chance to fight in future games. All the elders knew what this meant. However, soon after the end of the Council of Elders, Zau and Quincy approached the Great Elder and insisted on fighting, even if it was against the Six Princes. They also want a fair chance.