White Bear paused for a moment: "It is fate that guides us to meet..."
"Speak human words!" Angel expressed his impatient performance with a high-cold gesture.
Bai Xiong was startled, thinking that Angel was really angry, he patted the back of his head foolishly, and said shyly: "Because my bird and you are wearing lovers' clothes, this is the guidance that fate gave me."
Couple outfit? and my bird? Angel was stunned for a moment, then turned his head to look at Toby on his shoulder.
Toby has to change his clothes every day, and there are countless kinds of clothes that Gloria has prepared for him. It is indeed wearing a stuffed animal costume today, but it is not a white bear costume, but a white otter costume.
Toby is very small, wearing a fluffy white otter suit with two cute ears, he really looks like a bear.
Toby was also stunned by the white bear's words, and then flew to the white bear angrily and kicked it with a paw.
A paw print appeared on the white bear's face, and he kicked him against the wall with a huge force. It can be seen how terrifying Toby's instant explosiveness is.
Toby kept talking to the white bear, as if he was scolding the street.
"Uh, it's actually wearing a white otter suit, which is a little different from your white bear suit..." Angel paused, and said to the white bear in a silent tone: "Also, my bird is male... It's serious. rejected your confession."
After speaking, Angel turned and left with Toby.
After a long while, the white bear slowly got up from the ground, recalling the violence of the bird just now, a trace of fear flashed on his face. He pondered for a moment, then took out a short black lacquer stick from his white bear costume. The white bear carefully placed the short stick on the ground, standing without any support.
White Bear closed his eyes, muttering strange syllables in his mouth, and the ripples of magic slowly spread out.
When the fluctuation of magic power touched the erected stub, the stub fell without warning. The direction pointed by the head of the stick is exactly the direction that Angel left.
Bai Xiong scratched his head suspiciously: "There should be no mistake, it is indeed him who is guided by fate."
…
Angel changed his place to meditate until half an hour later, the radio in the contestant area notified him to take the stage.
In the first battle, he was still a little nervous. When he walked out of the dedicated passage, he kept breathing in and out, adjusting his breathing.
"Alas, this little brother with milk, it seems that it is really a maiden match."
"Look at the nervousness, he is hanging today."
"Is Black Jack here? I didn't seem to see him just now."
"Come on, you didn't look at the entry area opposite, didn't Black Jack appear?"
Angel walked out of the aisle, and the auditorium of the seventh ring was almost full. There are men, women and children, and almost all of them are shouting "Black Jack" in unison. There are also crazy female fans, wearing cool clothes and trousers, scratching their faces.
Before Angel was on stage, he saw a dark shadow on the other side of the ring from a distance. Everyone in the audience screamed and shouted at the shadow, thinking that the opponent was his opponent "Black Jack" in this match.
Judging from the surrounding atmosphere, this Black Jack seems to be quite popular. In other arenas, there are few times when the audience seats are overcrowded.
At this time, the names of two people appeared on the transparent glass screen above the ring.
Milk Baron vs Black Jack, countdown 4:59.
Next to Black Jack's name, there is an avatar attached. It was a man with black single-sided glasses and a black noble hat.
Next to Angel's name, there is a black shadow with three big question marks on it. Obviously, Angel's information has not been updated synchronously.
"Why does the avatar of Black Jack look like a cheap mentor? Could this guy be a fan of Sanders?" Angel looked at the avatar of Black Jack on the screen and thought to himself. Except that the other party used pure black lenses for single-sided glasses, all other clothes were copied from Sanders, which gave Angel a wonderful sense of disobedience.
When the countdown reaches 2:59 seconds, the text on the glass screen changes: Both sides appear!
Angel took a deep breath, suppressed the tension in his heart, and whispered to Toby, "You will watch it later, and don't do it for now."
Toby groaned, then flew off his shoulders and hovered in mid-air.
"Baron Milk, that's a strange name."
"I think this milk baron may be a child, depending on his height."
"It could also be a woman, you see, Black Jack is already excited!"
Angel slowly walked onto the court. He was wrapped in a black sheet, and others couldn't see his clues. They could only judge some information from the skeleton.
"Xuuuuuuu—" Black Jack, who was standing opposite, suddenly covered his face with his palm, posing as a middle school 2 and laughing loudly: "I'm lucky today, uuuuuuu, I met a chick, let me break you Wings! shhhhhhhhh!"
Angel was stunned by this series of shameful lines. What kind of mentality did the other side read this shameful line? ! He thought that the title of "Black Jack" was different from other players' "King of xx" and "Emperor of xx", and should be a low-key player with connotation. I didn't expect him to be wrong. If it's shame on the outside, it's a middle school. If it's a middle school on the inside, it's crazy!
"Lord Black Jack, break his wings!" A chorus of shouts, along with shameful movements, came from the auditorium.
In the audience, the vast majority of people imitated Black Jack's actions, covering their faces and laughing.
Angel just glanced at it, and felt that embarrassment was about to be committed.
"Lord Black Jack, don't worry about that stinky boy, come to break someone's wings~" There are no longer a few female fans who are scratching their faces.
"Hush-hush-chicken, be afraid, tremble!" Black Jack said again.
Angel raised his head, slightly adjusted his hood, and confirmed that it would not fall, so he had time to look at Black Jack.
Black Jack is very tall, a head taller than Angel, estimated to be more than 1.9 meters. He was thin, and corresponding to his black aristocratic courtesy, he also wore a black dress, lined with white lace, and his bow tie was black and red plaid.
Judging from the parts on his face, Black Jack should look good. No wonder there are a lot of female fans paying for it.
It's just that there is something wrong with his brain, he speaks ashamedly, and he dresses almost exactly like Sanders.
Black Jack provoked for a long time, and Angel felt that even if he was a cold person, he should respond a little.
Angel snorted coldly: "Do you think you can be him by wearing the same clothes as him? It's ridiculous."
Others couldn't understand Angel's words at all, and Angel himself didn't know if Black Jack could understand what he said, but this arrogant tone matched with the tone of "as if he knew his opponent like the back of his hand", and let Angel be his own. The high-cold character set adds to the building again.
The audience was at a loss. Who is "he" in the mouth of Earl Milk
Black Jack's face changed greatly, and he said with a look of surprise: "Who are you! Why do you know the deepest secret in my heart!"
Angel: "..." Who knows the deepest secret in your heart, what are you thinking about
Black Jack's complexion changed, slowly, he narrowed his eyes slightly, his face gloomy: "Originally I just wanted to pull out your nails one by one, and then cut off your limbs, but now that you know my secret, then I can't leave you alone!"
Angel: "... crazy." Is your secret a copy of Sanders
…
When the countdown reached zero, the magic energy array that suppressed the magic power on the ring was instantly released. Angel felt that the magic power in his body was smooth and smooth, and immediately began to build the model at the fastest speed.
But Angel's speed is obviously not as fast as Black Jack's.
Black Jack smiled mysteriously, and took out four cards directly from his pocket.
"Shhhhhh - Card, Kiss of the Tongueless."
The delicate card was thrown into the air by Black Jack, and a strange tongueless phantom emerged from the card and enveloped Angel.
"Soon?" A word flashed in Angel's heart.
The near-instant effect of the phantom of the tongueless made Angel a little flustered for a while.
The speed of the phantom was unpleasant, and Angel was a little relieved, thinking that it was some kind of attack technique, and quickly dodged away. But the phantom of the tongueless did not attack him, but hovered above Angel's head in a kissing gesture like a rogue.
When Angel saw the tongueless pouting and kissing gesture, he cursed disgustingly. But it was only then that he realized strangely that he was unable to speak.
He remembered what Bai Xiong said in the player area, Black Jack has the means of mute to prevent the opponent from admitting defeat. Angel originally thought it was a sonic trick, but now it is a more mysterious method.
Angel was running the magic in his body, still unimpeded. It seems that the phantom of the Tongueless is only aimed at his voice and has no effect on other aspects.
Seeing Angel's panicked hands and feet, Black Jack grinned coldly, and took out another card from the remaining three cards.
Angel faintly saw that the pattern on the card was a man with a long tongue tied by a rope around his neck.
The pattern of the card looked like a control or attack effect. Angel didn't dare to let Black Jack throw the card. He waved his hand quickly. From inside the black burqa, a golden light accompanied the sound of breaking. Quickly stab at Black Jack.
The speed of the golden light was extremely fast. Although Black Jack saw it, it was not on the bloodline side after all, and his body did not respond.
The golden light hole pierced Black Jack's left arm, and the blood burst open in an instant.
Black Jack screamed and fell to his knees. He covered his arm with one hand and looked at Angel: "How can you do instant magic? Impossible!"
Angel snorted coldly, his appearance continued to maintain a cold and arrogant attitude, but deep down he began to silently build a new trick model.
Black Jack looked at his arm, the blood hole burst. He gritted his teeth and took out a card with the goddess watering flowers from the three cards. Then the card turned into a warm current, and the blood hole slowly showed signs of recovery.
"Fortunately, the milk baron is a rookie, he didn't attack me while I was injured. Huuuuuuu—after I recover, I won't step on you after reading it!" Black Jack frowned, anxious in his heart, and said again. With a hint of happiness.