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"Just get up!"

"You're fine, you've been dizzy for a day and a night, it's worrying!"

Basara asked with concern, looking at Ron carefully. (If you like this book, please bookmark biquge.info) [This chapter is updated for you by netizens]

"I'm fine, I'm completely fine now......"

Ron smiled, and then his face became stern, "By the way, today is the day of the quarterfinals, and now the ceremony has begun?"

Basara's face darkened and she said, "Ron, are you still going to participate in this dangerous game?"

Looking at Basara's concerned gaze, Ron was a little unbearable, but he still nodded, "Yes, I have promised Miss Moran, of course, my reasons are more than this, I also want to challenge strong opponents, only in battle, I can break through my own limits......"

"Only by constantly surpassing can it be possible to stand at the top ......" Ron's eyes lù strong self-confidence.

Listening to Ron's words, Basara's god dimmed, "It's me who is wrong, Ron, you are a figure destined to be strong, it's me who is too self-conscious......"

"What's wrong?" Ron was a little stunned, confused as he heard this.

Basara recounted Moran's promise not to let Ron compete again.

Ron laughed when he heard this.

"Hehe, she's just doing this as a stopgap measure, I think, now she's signed it for me, right?"

"Now, hopefully it's still ...... in time"

As he spoke, he chanted a spell, and after a while, a gargoyle appeared in front of the two of them, and Ron stepped forward without saying a word.

"I'm gone......"

"Wait......" Bashara pulled Ron with a firm look on her face, "I'll go with you......"

The gargoyle roared out of the window until it disappeared into the sky.

……

In the colosseum, Moran and Dutan faced each other and were in a stalemate.

"Since the history of the Young Championships, there has not been a case of signing on behalf of the player, so, Miss Moran, I'm really sorry, I can't help you......"

Dutan smiled, still maintaining a gentlemanly demeanor, in stark contrast to the angry Moran.

Mo Lan also wanted to argue with reason, and at this time, she was also a little angry by Du Tan's attitude, but what she said was interrupted by another person.

"Oh, it's boring......"

The person who spoke was wearing a set of tight black robes, he was Napo, I saw him yawn lazily, looked at the two of them and said, "You said that you are not annoying, just for this little thing, you have been fighting for half an hour...... Miss Moran, is it worth delaying my time just for the sake of a human being?"

Moran was rarely silent, the identity of the person who spoke was not simple, and besides, the reason was here, and she couldn't refute it.

Napo smiled, "It's his luck that the human didn't come, Miss Moran, I can tell you in no uncertain terms that if he runs into me, he'll die an ugly death......"

Napo said and waved his hand, "Hurry up and start chōu signing, otherwise, I won't accompany the young master......"

"Hey......"

When Moran heard this, she sighed and stopped insisting, so she had to retreat helplessly.

Du Tan was relieved to see Moran retreating, and said loudly, "In this case, I won't delay everyone's time, now, the chōu signing ceremony has begun......"

"Hey, what's that?"

"Something flew in......"

The audience pointed to the sky and shouted, and a bat-like creature appeared over the Colosseum, hovering over it.

At this time, some sharp-eyed viewers saw the human sitting on the creature's back and shouted loudly.

"It's Ron...... Ron is here......"

In the luxurious box in the center, Lijia said with a smile, "Hehe, the time is just right, this human young man is good......

Sara Méng gasped, there weren't many people who could get praise from Lijia, and this human was one of them.

The gargoyle slowly landed on the ground, and Ron pulled Basara, jumped off the gargoyle's back, took a deep breath, and smiled at Moran who came forward, "It seems...... Just in time for ......"

Moran couldn't hold back any longer, and threw himself into Ron's arms all of a sudden, "You are so uneasy, I thought you would never wake up again!"

Luo Enmin sighed in his heart, the last battle was really very dangerous, the soul burning almost destroyed the soul, if it wasn't for the soul ring, he really wouldn't wake up.

"It's okay...... It's okay......" Ron patted her on the shoulder and smiled, "I'm not coming, Moran, don't worry, I'll make it to the end......"

Then he raised his head and said with a smile, "Prince Dutan, the chōu signing ceremony can begin!"

Dutan's face was ugly, he couldn't imagine that Ron actually appeared at the last minute on the chōu signing scene, and he was stunned for a long time before he came back to his senses.

"Damn, this human kid always beats my plan!" Du Tan scolded in his heart.

It seems that the time has come to make some appropriate arrangements......"

There was a glint in his eyes, and he glanced at an orc referee behind him.

The orc nodded slightly, in understanding.

Du Tan smiled and said, "Okay, then the chōu signing ceremony begins!" staff, bring the box for the chōu signing......

"Yes, Prince Dutan!" the orc referee behind him replied, then bowed to everyone, "Please wait a minute......

Du Tan had already made arrangements, he looked at Ron with a calm face in front of him, and a trace of murderous intent flashed in his eyes, "I don't know good things, since you want to die so much, I will fulfill you!"

As if sensing a hint of ill-intentioned gaze, Ron looked in Dutan's direction, and Dutan immediately smiled, "My work has been completed, so I won't hinder everyone's time anymore, and I ...... leave."

Dutan bowed lightly and turned to leave.

……

"Lord Dutan, what else do you command?"

In a remote corner of the Colosseum, the orc referee who had just left said with a flattering smile.

Du Tan's back leaned lightly against the wall, looking at the field with a hint of murderous intent, he said in a deep voice, "The original plan has changed, let that human choose the fifth, and the other ones will ...... as usual."

"Yes, my lord, I see......" The orc referee smiled and saluted Dutan, his figure fading away.

"Hehe, Ron, see if you're not dead this time, if you're scared, just abstain neatly......"

Dutan's slight laughter was heard in the darkness, and he glanced deeply at Ron in the Colosseum, a decision that was almost equivalent to announcing Ron's death, because Ron's next opponent was Six, and the sixth player was the poisonous manticore.

The orc referee walked into a room with a chest the size of a face plate on the table.

"That's it......"

The orc referee smiled, the space pocket on his waist flashed, and several round orbs had appeared in his hands, and he carefully took the ball from the box and put the ball he had brought with him.

The task was completed easily, it was not the first time he had done it, and the first few times he signed the chōu, he had also been deliberately arranged by Du Tan's instructions.

But the orc referee didn't notice that when he was doing this, in a corner of the dark, a pair of eyes were staring at him.

"That's it, hehehe...... When the time comes, Prince Dutan will surely reward my ......."

With a smile on his face, the orc referee gently picked up the box and walked out slowly.

At this time, the big mén in the room was kicked open with a "bang", and the orc referee was startled, and the box in his hand almost fell to the ground.

At this time, more than a dozen orc warriors swarmed in and surrounded him.

"You...... Who are you?" the orc referee panicked, and a hint of malice flashed through his mind.

"We are the people of the internal guard, and we directly obey the orders of the Beast Emperor, and we all saw it just now, I think, now should be the time for you to explain to the Beast Emperor......" The first orc officer said with a blank face.

"It's over......"

When the orc referee heard this, he slumped directly on the ground......

……

The eight people stood quietly in the middle of the field, and half an hour had passed since the chōu sign began.

Ron was calm, but the others couldn't hold their breath anymore.

"Why haven't you come for so long?" Napo became impatient, he paced around, and scolded fiercely, "What a cào egg competition, I knew the rules were so cumbersome, I wouldn't come......"

Chou's face moved slightly, and he turned his head, "Napo player, pay attention to your words, this is a competition in the Orc Empire, if you don't want to participate, please quit, don't get jailed here......"

Napo stood still, staring at him like a cannibal, he was a genius of the poisonous scorpion lion clan, he had always been strong in the clan, and he had already developed a xìng character that he was not afraid of heaven and earth, and he was already unhappy when he saw someone fighting with him.

"Hehe, your name is Chase, I remember you, you better pray not to run into me in the game, otherwise, I will make you die......"

In the face of Napo's threat, he was unmoved, and said calmly, "Very good, I will be with you to the end......"

The two looked at each other, and a trace of killing intent began to diffuse.

"Here we are...... Here it ......."

I don't know who said it, but I saw a man in a referee's costume walking out with a small suitcase.

"This referee is not the ...... just now"

Ron's eyes were sharp, and he could see at a glance that the orc referee who came out this time was not the one just now, but he didn't know if it was a deliberate arrangement of the conference, so he didn't take it to heart.

At the beginning of the chōu signing, in addition to the orc referee who came out with the box, there were several orc referees supervising, and Ron and the others lined up one after another, each taking out a small round sphere from the box.

At some point, a large wooden board was brought out, on which the race pattern of No. 1 to No. 8 had been written, and the name below was empty, and whoever arrived at chōu would write the name on it.

……

Prince Dutan returned to the box with a smile, and as soon as he entered Mén, he saw an orc guard clinging to his brother Sara Méng's ear and saying something, while his eyes kept glancing at Dutan's side.

"It's back!" Sara Méng smiled and waved the guard back, "How's the chōu signing ceremony going?"

"It's very smooth!" Du Tan smiled, "The game is about to start, let's wait to see the scene of jīng Cai......"

"Well, this scene must be very jīng彩......" Sara Méng said with a meaningful smile as she glanced over to Riga.

……

"Guys, now, please raise the orb in your hand and show the ...... to the audience."

The orc referee said, "The first player, Napo ......"

Napo smiled slightly, and with a flash of his hand, a sphere appeared in his palm, only to see that the sphere showed number seven.

"Napo, No. 7 ......"

The orc referee said aloud as he wrote the rank of the slope on the board.

"Next Contestant ......"

Du Tan sat in the wide chair, he smiled, with a Xiōng Youzhu expression on his face, and gradually, his face began to change and became extremely stunned.

"What's going on?"

Sara Méng and Riga glanced at each other and nodded secretly.

The chōu signing ceremony is still going on in an orderly manner.

"Next Player, ...... by Player"

"No. 2 ......"

"Last Runner, Ron ......"

Ron took a step forward and raised the ball in his hand high, only to see a big "one" in the white ball in his hand......

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