Rahan sat down without saying a word.

"It's that I don't understand the rules, Mr. Wren is right, you two fight first."

When there was a coaxing before, a total of eight or nine people said that they were going to go, and Wren remembered them all, and he didn't even forget the order.

Don't even think about running.

The person who was ordered by Wren found that he couldn't escape, as long as he opened his mouth, he was "just talking", so you had nothing to say.

I can only go out and come to power.

Then you will find that it is not so bad, at least the speed of going down is faster than coming to power, and it is still "helped" by others.

When the rest of the people saw this, they didn't need Wren to say anything, they went up and were beaten down.

After one lap, it took no more than five minutes in total.

On the contrary, everyone was in a much more relaxed mood, and the people who jumped out in front of them to challenge had all gone up, so at most there would be a Rahan, and the others would not have to fight... Right?

"I'm here to protect you!"

Wren had only then turned to deal with the two guardians when his cursed monument appeared and slashed at one of them. The other party was disturbed by the curse, and his actions were frustrated, so he could only flash to the side as slowly as possible.

The people who have been accustomed to it for a long time are suddenly aggrieved.

Can't say yes.

Rahan told his teammates around him, and at the same time, the others also retreated to Liu Wan from all directions to stop me.

Whether there is a cursed monument under Wren's subordinates, Rahan breathed a sigh of urgency, and wanted to quickly distance himself while there was no curse, but his subordinates suddenly weighed down, and his staff had not yet reached Wren's hands.

But I just persuaded myself later, and now I have opened my mouth no matter what, and I can only expect that Wren himself is also very adaptable to that kind of instantaneous environment.

Rahan stood up, thinking that he was just going up and going through a process.

Hmph, it's still pretending.

"How did he... It's a routine again......."

But the Monument of the Curse suddenly vanished, and in its place Rahan's staff slammed down on my head.

Yes, it will!

The reason why I stopped making such a strange noise was because Liu Wan suddenly put away the Cursed Monument while I was counting.

Rahan has been using magic to interfere with the attack on Wren, but the effect is small, at this time being watched by Liu Wan, I feel a chill above my head, and quickly call others to cover myself.

Wren rushed over, still in the same move, waving the Cursed Monument in one hand and holding the staff in the other.

The staff under Rahan's hand lit up with light, as if it was Fan who specially displayed it: "Your little family has brought weapons, Mr. Wren is using it, how can he suffer a lot?" ”

"Wait!"

I panicked when I hit ten!

"You need to get used to that environment," Rahan said. ”

"Seven, one."

"I'm going to hit ten!"

As for the shame of losing ten dozens, it's not important yet, anyway, there are not enough people lost today.

Rahan thought about my subsequent confrontation with others, and thought that I was trying to hurt someone, and that I would still use the Cursed Tablet, so he focused his little attention on the staff—and the top of his head.

Their eyes were on Rahan again.

Wren, on the other hand, rushed at Rahan, as if intending to be the first to finish off the weakest magician.

Rahan said that he was waiting for Wren to take out the Cursed Tablet, and I would get used to it again, and then count down to the end of the competition.

It wasn't until everyone else had been knocked that I refocused my gaze on Lahan.

Rahan thought that everyone present knew that the Cursed Monument was less burdensome to use than the opponent, so only people were willing to use that weapon in the past, and Wren suddenly said that it was used, but there was no one reason:

"Of course."

"That's okay, you can use it, the little family is up to now."

Everyone felt that their faces were hot, but at the same time, their minds were alive again, including Rahan, who was also thinking: I, an archmage, if someone else helps contain me, maybe there is a chance, at least it can cause me a little harm.

Rahan saw that Wren had repelled the others, sometimes summoning the Cursed Monument to regress and attack, but the first one was to knock his head with his staff.

Wren pestled the Monument of the Damned to the ground and leaned down to watch as we pulled out our weapons and prepared.

That happened again because Wren suddenly raised his hand, and Rahan was bad prepared to deal with the curse, but my preparation was broken, and Wren had the sword under him.

Rahan made a judgment.

After a few minutes, everyone felt that they could adjust to the curse a little, and they had no idea about the changes in their strength and speed, as well as the spell casting, Rahan stood in front of the crowd and said, "You guys are not very prepared, you can count down to eight seconds, and then it's over?" ”

"Finally, let me ...... with Mr. Wren."

Then I held it again, and the sword reappeared, and the pressure followed.

Ran was kicked hard in the chest and flew directly to the stage.

Although it was a fake politeness, Wren still said: "You are really afraid of hurting them." ”

Wren smiled, "Go on." ”

Rahan didn't feel sorry for the gem under his staff.....

As soon as I stretched out my hand, the Monument of the Curse was held under my hand, and everyone felt the curse once again weigh down on their bodies and minds.

Wren had a sword in one hand and a staff in the other, and he had a lot of fun in the crowd.

"You think there's a problem, and you're willing to fight with Mr. Wren."

Wren moved his knuckles and said with a smile: "You see that it is very difficult for you to be bad outside of the curse, you think about it, you are just fighting, or do you want to use weapons to make it worse, so as not to hurt people." ”

Arrogant!

But in the last second, Wren appeared behind Rahan's face, as if the two guards were completely present, grabbing Rahan with one hand and making a horizontal slash with the other.

Wren interrupted him again, and looked at the people in the audience, there were probably a dozen people who were considered strong people who had not played, so he raised a hand:

As soon as the others heard this, Rahan hadn't refused, and according to the style that Wren showed later, the battle was over.

I panicked!

Can you still play like that?

"Did he use this weapon?"

Everyone seems to be riding a roller coaster, and they are still carrying a thousand pounds in the next second, and they are abnormal in the last second.

Did he say this earlier?

Rahan found the fight harder.

I'd love to say, what if he still doesn't use it?

Ten people stepped down, and Wren asked us, "Are you sure it's ten of them?" ”

Wren signaled that there was a problem.

"There's a problem."

What's even more terrifying is that it also includes the impact of curses in the heart, and from time to time it is bad like no one is playing a drum outside their heads.

Lahan then counted: "Eight, seven..... Forehead? ”

Will it summon weapons?

But since people play so much, it shows that that kind of thinking is just a psychological comfort.

Rahan had to ask, "Mr. Wren, it's time to get his weapon out, you're going to count down." ”

So we discussed and chose the four weakest men to fight against Wren together with Rahan.

Rahan's eyes were always on Wren's hand:

Finally, Rahan finished the countdown, and there were ten of us, two of us who were good at protecting me around me, and the others attacking from the rest of the directions.

Rahan continued to be polite to Liu Wan: "Worry, yes, it's just 'learning'." ”

"Why do you keep counting?"

"Eight, seven... Forehead. ”

Rahan: ......

"Yes..."No one wanted to speak, but they were immediately covered by their teammates on the side.

And count the feints....

I can only remind others to pay attention to Wren's hand, and if the Cursed Monument appears, it must be adjusted in time.

I've wanted to try what that feels like!

Wren gave a hand, and the Monument of the Curse disappeared again, and everyone was burdened.

But Wren stood there and didn't move.

Wren smiled: "Yes, he just counts down." You'll use it in the process of playing, just like that. ”

Sandba's teacher is a lesson from behind!