"Well done, pigeon, kill him. "Use your wind magic to smash him to pieces. "Haha, that Ace is a fool. The truth is often in the hands of a few people, and the onlookers who don't know the truth see that the famous Yang Bing was beaten and couldn't fight back, and they thought for a while that he was in vain.

Except for a few wise men who knew the truth, it was the pigeon himself, at this time his body was in high-speed movement, and his internal organs were damaged by different degrees of vigorous exercise, and the weakness of the magician's body was a huge constraint for the pigeon.

On the contrary, his strong attack is unable to cause fatal damage to Yang Bing, replaced by the previous opponent, if he is weaker than him, then he can be light, if he is stronger than him, he can use his speed to escape, but unfortunately, now is the game, he has no possibility of running away at all, the only thing he can be sure of is that the current high-speed state can only last for less than a minute at most, which means that he must defeat the opponent within this minute, otherwise, he will suffer, fortunately, Yang Bing will not kill him, thinking of this, he also feels a little funny, as a warrior born to die, he actually felt xingyn for the pity of his opponent.

Yang Bing was also busy dealing with the attack of the pigeon, and he had been fighting for three minutes, but he couldn't even touch the corners of the pigeon's clothes, but he was not frustrated or angry because of this, he knew that the pigeon must not be able to maintain this speed for too long, otherwise, his strength would not be ranked among the dark forces, and his speed was a few points slower than the pigeon. However, it was more than enough to dodge attacks.

Five minutes after the start of the race, the pigeon, who had been in the upper hand, slowed down, his body was fifty meters away from Yang Bing, blood was already flowing from his nose and mouth, his chest was rising and falling rapidly, and the blood in his mouth and nose was sprayed with his rapid breathing.

The audience suddenly became silent, and the onlookers who laughed at Yang Bing's incompetence all closed their mouths one after another, and their faces showed disbelief, what kind of qingkuang is this. Those who have the upper hand are more severely injured than those who are passively beaten.

"Hahaha. Yang Bing pointed at the pigeon and laughed. "What the hell are you doing, Mr. Pigeon? You look tired, but I haven't attacked you yet. I've been through so many battles. No opponent is as interesting as you. You know what? You're like a clown, but you're really good. We'd love to see you do it again. ”

"You, you dare to laugh at me?" the pigeon's face, which had turned pale from overconsumption, suddenly turned red to the base of his neck, "you will pay the price for your ridicule, a terrible price." ”

"Well, whether it's true or not, I'll leave you with a few wounds before you babot me, like in the Munich woods. When Yang Bing said this, he deliberately glanced at Dante, and Dante's face looked very indifferent.

It's just that Yang Bing's words are not for Dante, many onlookers heard what Yang Bing said, they looked at the pigeon with doubts on their faces, as if they wanted to see the answer from his face, seeing the faces of the people around them, the face-loving pigeon was angry, and the humiliation suffered in Munich surged up in his mind, and a huge anger beat his heart like a wave.

"Arrogant fellow, I've completely provoked my anger, ahh A stream of air emanated from the pigeon, and the air flow spun faster and faster as the magical elements gathered, and a tornado enveloped the pigeon.

Seeing this situation, he knew that the pigeon was going to make a big move under his rage, Genj combat experience, Yang Bing should stop him when the pigeon gathered magic, but Yang Bing was motionless, not even a basic defensive posture, is he crazy? This is the common voice of the onlookers.

Yang Bing didn't go crazy, on the contrary, he was very calm now, looking at the distorted face of the pigeon that disappeared in the tornado, Yang Bing smiled brightly, everyone didn't know, what he was laughing at, until the wind where the pigeon gathered weakened and then disappeared, and the pigeon fell to the ground on all fours, spitting blood-red foam in his mouth.

A burst of exclamations rang out in the field, this kind of battle opened everyone's eyes, Lucifer said to Angel beside him: "Stupid fellow, he only knows how to blindly pursue speed, but he ignores Zi's physical endurance, he will probably spend the next month in a hospital bed." ”

Seeing that Yang Bing did not kill the pigeon, Dante showed a hint of joy and said: "I declare the winner of this battle as Ace, Mr. Ace, do you have anything to say about this light victory?"

"Suddenly, I found myself in love with the game here, I was looking forward to fighting the next opponent, and of course, I guess I needed the power to walk freely here, not be watched like a prisoner. ”

Facing Yang Bing's request, Lucifer and Dante glanced at each other, exchanged opinions with one look, and Lucifer nodded: "As a strong man, you are fully qualified to put forward these conditions, you will be allowed to move around here freely, and Mr. Dante and I and Mr. Duck allow you to choose your next opponent." ”

Can the opponent still be chosen? This rule is really humane, much more free than the old-fashioned Holy See competition system, Yang Bing said a name without thinking: "The person I want to choose is the magician you arranged in Aalborg, and he is also the wind magician Mr. Orr, may I ask if Mr. Orr is here?"

Orr's strength seems to be slightly inferior to the pigeon, Yang Bing's choice of him is also very scientific, on the one hand, there is no need to expose more details, and on the other hand, after defeating Orr, it can also make Aalborg quiet for a while, Yang Bing doesn't like trouble very much.

"Okay, your request is reasonable, we don't seem to have a reason to refuse, Mr. Orr is still in Aalborg now, we will let him come back as soon as possible, and the time for the match between you will come out soon. ”

Dante couldn't wait to agree to Yang Bing's request, and the schadenfreude in his tone was very obvious, Orr was Lucifer's person, and he wished that Yang Bing would kill Orr, so he gave Yang Bing a reply so quickly.

Dante's hustle and bustle obviously made Lucifer a little unhappy, but he was powerless, as Dante said, Yang Bing's request was reasonable, and Yang Bing didn't seem to kill people here.

After the game, Yang Bing prepared to leave the arena, "Wait, Mr. Ace." A familiar voice came from behind Yang Bing, don't look at it to know that it was An Qi's voice, An Qi walked up to Yang Bing and stretched out his hand to him, "Congratulations on your victory, although the sense of accomplishment of the easy victory is very low." ”

"Thank you, I didn't expect you to be the first person to congratulate you on the victory. Out of politeness, Yang Bing stretched out his hand and shook it, the moment Yang Bing touched An Qi's palm, he clearly felt the warmth from the other party's palm, not because Yang Bing had a different heart, but out of a suspicion, a suspicion of the knowledge of the blood clan, but Yang Bing did not show it on his face.

"I wonder if this contest has changed your mind, I mean have you considered joining our dark forces now. ”

"As much as I don't want to, but I have to admit that you are telling the truth, the Holy See that claims to justice is disgusting a lot of the time, and last time in Iceland, I didn't see a good magical battle between powerful young magicians, or rather, those guys put Zi's efforts to bed. ”

Yang Bing said the truth from the heart, the erosive life of those boys and girls in Iceland last time made him really feel extremely disgusted, but in the dark forces, he didn't see this at all, everyone here spent their time on cultivation, because the result of the competition here is related to death or life, and they don't dare to waste their energy in bed. (To be continued......).