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"Tm! almost capsized in the gutter!" The dust cleared, and the old otaku patted his ass and stood up casually!

"Y-What's wrong with you?" said Mishanil, who thought he had won, turned his head and grew his mouth in shock. Where are the novels updated the fastest? Please look for the biquge.info of Aishang Novel Network

"How could I be fine, right?" the old otaku spat hard, spitting out the grit from his mouth. "That's because Lao Tzu didn't kill at all!"

The Denila armor only reflects the opponent's physical attack, and cannot take the initiative to attack the opponent, so only the greater the opponent's attack power, the more powerful the reflection can be! And the old otaku didn't want the other party's life, so he didn't use too much strength, but in this way, the power reflected on him was also insignificant to him!

"I said how can you be so confident!Denila armor, right?" Through the hidden communicator on Guò's wrist, Tessa had already told him the original information about the other party, "You used this kind of foul thing! I thought you were just a little thick-skinned, but now it seems that you are shameless at all!"

"No, no, no!" said Mishanil, narcissistically straightening out his somewhat disheveled hair, "the so-called rules are used to restrain ugly beings like you!

"Beautiful man?" the old otaku sneered coldly.

"Yes, everything in this world will inevitably perish!" said Mishanil, smiling like a philosopher, "Beauty! Only beauty is the eternal and immortal truth!

"Then I'll beat your arrogant nose as flat as your face! Look if you're still beautiful!" The old otaku chilled! Narcissism to this point -- this has been changed to a pervert, right? Although Abrody also talks about his evil all day long, but he really has two hits after all! But this guy ......

"Jealousy is terrible!" said Mishanil, shrugging his shoulders, "it blinds people and makes them unable to recognize how powerless they are!

“...... The third time!" The old otaku muttered to himself, his eyes flashed with a clear look, and he took a step, and then his figure appeared in front of Mishanille's eyes a dozen paces away!

Teleport!

This is Geralth's forte, and the old otaku thinks Geralus's teleportation is much more convenient than Ainius's short-range spatial teleportation!

The opponent suddenly appeared in front of him, and the opponent disrupted the rhythm of Mishanil's attack! The hand that he had already swung out suddenly bent back at an extremely strange angle!

"But that's it!" the old otaku squatted on his knees and sneered, raised his left hand to open his opponent's arm, and slapped his right hand upwards on Mishanelle's sharp chin at the same time!

-- Bajiquan Small Frame! Progress Single Yang Cannon!

The attacking body is reflected, but you're not wearing a helmet!

Hawkers~~ No matter how strong you are, no matter how invulnerable you are, your brain is always soft! In fact, there are such tactics to attack the jaw in various fighting techniques, whether it is horizontal or vertical force, the attacking jaw will give the brain a violent shock because of the principle of leverage! What kind of state will the water in a kettle filled with water be in after it is suddenly violently shaken, then there is no need to say more, right?

Originally, the single yang cannon was a technique to suddenly get close to the enemy to attack weakly while stepping sideways to avoid attacks, but the old otaku just changed the sideways step to teleportation.

Mishanil's head was slammed by this not-so-heavy slap, and something seemed to explode in his head! His consciousness became blank in an instant, let alone thinking about how to fight back, he couldn't even do the most basic reaction now! But because of the effect of the puppet magic circle, his hand was still waving at an ergonomic angle as if it had been controlled by something! But the long sword didn't have any effective attack method at all for the opponent who was already close, but his wrist was lightly grasped by the old otaku!

"Damn! A puppet is a puppet! Teach you to be a good man, at this time, hitting with the hilt of a sword is far more effective and faster than attacking with a sword blade!"

"Ah~~~" The sharp pain caused by the simultaneous folding of his arm and wrist made Mishanille scream like a woman, and the long sword in his hand slipped down involuntarily!

The old otaku let go of his hand and caught the long sword that had not yet landed, and looked at Mishanille who staggered backwards with a wicked smile, he had the ability to knock the other party down with one blow, but it was too cheap for the other party, and he had already figured out how to deal with this narcissistic disgusting guy!

"You! How dare you slap me in the face? How dare you touch the face of this beautiful man with your dirty hands? How dare you desecrate my beauty like this? Impudence!" said Mishanil, snarling angrily, but the reason for his anger was too much to recognize.

"You better think about what to do next!" the old otaku proudly pulled the long sword in his hand and magnificently pulled a few sword flowers - Gao Li's sword skills are rare in the world......!" Hmm~~ The spell of the puppet circle should be this sentence, right?' 'Enjoy my gorgeous dancing'!"

"My Sword !!"

"Now it's my sword!" The old otaku held his sword in both hands, and put on a posture ready to attack, "Well~~ Although we are not interested in gorgeous or anything, let's say something!--Enjoy my gorgeous dancing!"

Before Mishanil, who was stunned, could react, the old otaku shot like an arrow off the string!

"Don't~~~~" In the face of the bright sword, Mishanille no longer had the strength to maintain his calmness and elegance, and his arms instinctively blocked in front of him and let out a terrible scream!

But after waiting for a long time, the expected sharp blade was not applied to him, Mishanelle was shocked and lowered his trembling hand a little—there was nothing in front of him!

"Huh~~" didn't think about why, thinking that he had escaped the catastrophe, Mishanil breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's still too early to reassure, right?" Feng Kan's lazy voice came from behind him.

"Hmph, I knew you wouldn't dare to attack!" Mishanelle calmly regained his initial composure, turned around and combed his hair again with that signature feminine motion, "I'm wearing Denila armor! Any attack will be reflected on the attacker! It seems that you ugly fellow still has a little bit of wisdom!"

"Is it~~?" the old otaku said with a smile.

"Smack!"

Mishanille wanted to say something more, but with a crisp sound, the bracers on his hands spread out from the connection and fell to the ground with joy!

“！？”

Mishanelle was stunned, and before he could figure out what was going on, his whole body made a series of "pop" and "pop" sounds!

"How ......"

"?lala"

The three-fold open-wing shoulder pads on his left shoulder happily left his shoulder......

"Ding-clang!"

This is followed by a three-fold open-wing shoulder pad on the right shoulder, followed by a skirt, chest plate, arm pads, abdominal circumference, leg pads, knee pads, and ......

In a dense sound of metal staggering, the gorgeous and abnormal Denilla armor broke away from his body one by one!

“！！”

The Denila armor can indeed reflect direct physical attacks, but the fragile and subtle connections of the armor do not have this ability! The old otaku swung dozens of swords at the moment when he just mismatched him, and each sword was just right! While cutting the connection of the armor, he didn't touch the opponent's body at all!

"Whoa!"

The ornate armor completely left Mishanil's body, revealing the ...... inside

“..................”

More than 50,000 people in the audience were silent, and everyone seemed to have a flock of crows croaking and flying over their heads!

“...... Rely on ~~~~" The old otaku is happy.

Mishanil, who is wearing armor, looks so burly and strong, but inside the armor is a skinny thin bamboo pole figure! This guy who is nearly two meters tall has a waist that is not as thick as the thighs of an old otaku............

"Hahahahahaha

Thunderous laughter erupted in the Central Arena!

"Aha"

Lena clutched her stomach and stamped her feet while pointing at the stunned Mishanille in the center of the field, laughing out loud without any image!

"Maybe it's a little too much!" Tessa tried to control herself with her mouth covered, but she also laughed out of tears.

"Hmph! he's asking for himself!" Cocori's face was not as exaggerated as Lena's, but she also smiled backwards.

"Poof!" the old otaku thrust his long sword into the ground, clenched his fists and smiled as he walked towards the panicked Mishanil.

"You...... What do you want to do?" Mishanille, who was now in the limelight! I saw him hunched his neck, folded his shoulders, and wept, his face trembling like a little red riding hood lost in the forest.

"Well~~ we swore an oath!" the old otaku smiled wickedly and stood in front of him, "I'm going to beat your arrogant nose as flat as your face!"

......Before he could ask, Mishanille's frightened pupils reflected a punching bag that grew from small to large......

“?～～～～～”

"Remember it later!" the old otaku put a hand to his mouth and shouted at Mishanil, who was still flying in mid-air, "Don't pretend to be B! Pretend to be B is struck by lightning!"

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PS: Our "gorgeous and beautiful" little white Mishanil finally received a delicious bento......

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