This day was the day of the finals of the Young Masters Tournament, and the arena in the center of Zuma City, the imperial capital of the orcs, was already full of people. Not to mention the seats, even the corridors and railings were crowded with people who came to watch.
Colorful flags fluttered in the air, like the atmosphere before a festival, and the arena was full of laughter and laughter.
Today's final was the focus of thousands of people, and everyone was excited about this exciting match, but their attention was more focused on a human being.
A Ron who claimed to be the successor of the ancient undead magic became the core of the topic of discussion. It is not so much about this human being as the ancient undead magic is more interesting.
In the big box in the center of the arena, the VIPs had already been seated. Compared with the boxes that were full everywhere, this place seemed a bit empty. Those who could come to this box were all big figures with high status in the Orc Empire.
Lijia sat in the center without hesitation, and the one sitting at the bottom was the beast emperor Salamon. Today he put on a formal imperial robe, with an elusive majesty on his serious face. Those who were invited into the box were also Prince Du Tan, and the great wizard Moran of the Tattooed Flower Tribe.
Originally, Du Tan was not qualified to attend today, but he was ordered by Salamon to go home and reflect. Salamon saw that his brother who had made mistakes was only for the sake of the orcs, so he forgave him and let him sit in the box.
At this time, Salamon said with a smile, "Lord Liga, who do you think will win this match? Is it Ron? Or the manticore?"
When Moran heard this, she also pricked up her ears. With the strength of the strong in the God's Domain, she rarely made a wrong judgment, so she wanted to hear Grandpa's opinion.
Lijia thought for a while, shook his head and said with a wry smile, "I don't know, the outcome of this match is unpredictable..."
"Why?" Moran couldn't help asking.
Li Jia glanced at her and smiled kindly, "From the perspective of superficial strength, the poisonous scorpion lion who is a monster is naturally stronger, but the undead magic cultivated by that human is extremely strange, and it does not belong to the Noah Continent. I can't predict the outcome of the game just because I don't understand any of the powers... "
"That human being has been full of magic since the competition, to be honest, I am also looking forward to his performance in this final..." He looked up at Moran, "You tattoo tribe is not bad, you have found such a strong man! "
Hearing how much his grandfather praised Ron, Moran felt sweet in his heart, and a smile appeared on his face.
Du Tan sat under His Majesty the Beast Emperor Salamon. At this moment, he took a deep breath and said, "What if the human named Ron wins the game?"
When everyone heard this, their hearts "thumped", thinking that this is not impossible, and for a while, the atmosphere became cold.
Even Li Jia, who strongly advocates fair fighting, still cares about the honor of the orcs, but unfortunately, the most likely chasing failed to advance to the finals. What the orcs cannot do, a human has done. Don't say it, but I feel very uncomfortable.
"Warcraft has also won the championship for several consecutive Shaoqiang games. It would be nice to change this time!" After a while, Li Jia said haha, he paused, smiled and said, " Let's stop speculating and focus on watching the game! The game is about to start... "
Salamon couldn't help shaking his head and sighing, it would be great if this Ron was an orc.
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In the center of the arena, Ron stood face to face with a young man with a strange appearance. The young man had red hair on his head and looked particularly eye-catching.
The red-haired boy was Na Po, and he was smiling coldly at this moment, looking up and down at Ron with his crimson eyes.
Ron also looked at him without showing any weakness.
The game has not yet started, the secret battle has already started, the hostility is spreading in the air, the momentum of the two sides is constantly rising, and they are entangled like a real thing, and no one will let the other.
The audience had already screamed at the top of their lungs, bringing this highly anticipated game to a climax.
The orc referee took a look at the two of them and cried out in his heart that it was unlucky. He was still the host of the final, and said immediately, "Since both parties have no objections, the match begins..."
Following the referee's order, both sides retreated a few steps.
His face darkened slightly, and Napo said with a sneer, "It's finally time for this battle, Ron, as I said at the lottery ceremony, I will let you taste the taste of death..."
Ron smiled proudly and raised the legendary staff, "Come on, I'll wait!"
Na Po smiled slightly, and immediately his face became serious, he opened his mouth wide, and let out a deep roar, at this moment, his whole person began to change.
"Ka Ka Ka..."
Numerous hairs grew from Napo's body, and his whole body turned red. Napo was lying on the ground, roaring continuously, and at the same time, his body changed more and more.
The limbs became extremely thick, and the huge claws stretched out, constantly shining coldly. A human-like face also became the face of a lion, and two huge fleshy wings grew out of the muscular back.
The most threatening thing was the huge tail, which was thicker than Ron's thigh, and the tip of the tail shone with a cold light, just like the tail hook of a scorpion, which is where the name of the manticore comes from.
Not long after, a huge lion-like creature more than three meters high and five meters long stood in front of Ron, roaring continuously, exuding a palpitating aura.
"Roar-"
The poisonous manticore, which had transformed into its original body, let out a long roar, and a wave of air spread from his body. Fear was contagious like a plague, and some timid people were already trembling with fright.
In the large central box, Salamon took a deep breath and said. "Worthy of being a powerful poisonous scorpion lion family, it really shouldn't be underestimated!"
Seeing the power of the manticore, Moran couldn't help worrying about Ron.
Taking a deep breath, Ron's expression became calm, he slowly raised his bone staff, and began to sing in a low voice.
The thin soul power filled the air, and after a while, rows of skeleton warriors and skeleton magicians crawled out of the ground one after another. They were dressed in neat armor, like soldiers returning from hell.
When Napo saw it, he sneered disdainfully, "Ron, these junky things are useless to me..."
After all, he spread his wings and rushed out like the wind. In an instant, he was in front of those skeleton warriors, and he slapped down with his huge claws.
"boom-"
Dozens of skeleton warriors were shot flying at once, and those guys in heavy armor didn't even have the ability to resist in front of the poisonous manticore, and turned into ashes in a blink of an eye.
When the skeleton warriors disappeared into a cloud of black smoke one by one, Ron's heart tightened. He thought that the skeleton warriors might lose, but he didn't expect to lose so quickly.
"Bone Prison!"
Ron gritted his teeth and waved the bone stick in his hand. A bone cage seemed to suddenly rise from the ground, trapping Napo firmly inside.
Ron's soul power at this time was extremely strong, and even the "Bone Prison" was strengthened countless times.
"Bomb him!"
Ron's eyes were awe-inspiring, and he pointed his bone staff forward, like an army commander, and shouted at Napo who was trapped in the "bone prison".
Countless magic elements gathered, and the hands of the skeleton magician lit up one after another. With a stretched hand like a dry draft, countless magic rose into the air.
"Boom... Boom... Boom..."
A series of explosions sounded, and a large amount of smoke and dust rose in the center of the arena. The skeleton magicians kept changing directions, and the magic in their hands could not be bounced and projected in the direction of Napo.
Trapping the opponent with a bone prison, and then let the skeleton magician cast a magical bombardment, Ron fully interpreted the tactics of the necromancer.
At this time, thunderous applause was heard in the arena, and countless spectators stood up and continued to cheer for Ron.
The audience who cheered for the chase yesterday accounted for the majority, but today it is the other way around.
"Wonderful, really wonderful..."
"That human is too powerful!"
"Come on, human, defeat that nasty manticore..."
However, some people are also questioning that the manticore has not done its best at all, and it is too early to say victory.
After a while, Ron ordered the skeleton magicians to stop. He opened his eyes wide and tried to find the trace of Napo from the smoke.
At this time, Napo's "Jie Jie" laughter came from the smoke.
"The tactics are good, but the power is too bad!"
It was too late, but soon, in the dense fog, a small cyan sphere was shot out at a very high speed like a cannonball, and blasted straight at Ron.
"not good!"
Looking at the cyan ball spinning around, Ron felt something bad flashed in his heart. In his intuition, the cyan ball was extremely dangerous.
I saw that his figure quickly lowered, almost lying on the ground, avoiding the attack of the blue ball.
The cyan ball fell into the crowd of skeleton magicians and exploded violently, emitting a large amount of cyan smoke.
The cyan smoke has a strong corrosive ability, as long as it gets on a little, it will corrode the whole body, and the skeleton magician covered by the smoke makes a "s... ss..." sound, and a large amount of white smoke comes out at the same time. In a blink of an eye, those skeletons The magician was completely corroded, not even a bone residue was left.
"This... what is this thing?"
There was a look of horror in Ron's eyes, it was the first time he encountered such a terrifying power.
At this time, Na Po slowly came out from the smoke, and he saw that there was no scar on his body, and the fragile bone prison couldn't trap him at all.
Those strange powers with strong corrosiveness are poison magic. In fact, Ron has encountered them before, such as those poison dart frogs. difference.
"These poisonous powers are really a headache!"
In the large central box of the Grand Arena, Salamon shook his head, his eyes full of sympathy for Ron.
Among the various powers, although the poison power is not the strongest, it is definitely the most difficult one to deal with. Even a sanctuary powerhouse like Salamon would frown greatly when seeing the poison power.
Ron gritted his teeth, waved his hand, and summoned the black knight from the hexagram.
Under the precise control of Ron's soul, the bone horse under the black knight's crotch raised its hooves, raised its spear high, and charged at Napo.
"Are you still determined?" Facing the black knight's powerful attack, Napo calmly smiled, and opened his mouth to spit out a mouthful of poisonous mist at the rushing black knight.
"Sigh..."
A burst of white smoke rose from the black knight's body, accompanied by a smell of scorching. Its body had not yet reached the slope, but it had already collapsed. After a while, it fell limply on the ground...