"Boss, how do you say this, do you think Chenfeng can defeat Bronhilda?" Ferenze was full of suspicion: "Even if he is a genius and has been trained by you for a month, but So what? Bron has been at the top of the Silver Fighter for several years, and his understanding of energy is even deeper than that of me and Riddle. I don't think Chenfeng has a big chance of winning!"
"Should we take a gamble?" I looked at Firenze as I played: "I bet this game is won! Do you not gamble?" Firenze took a cautious look at me, and then thought about it carefully. The meeting said: "Okay, just gamble. I bet that Bloom will win! How much money do you think?" I waved my hand: "What money is not money, it's too vulgar, let's play big! Whoever loses must unconditionally agree to a condition, any condition!" After hearing this, Firenze glanced at me suspiciously. "Oh, don't worry, I'm not interested in you! Are you gambled or not?" Hearing what I said, Ferenze seemed to be relieved: "Well, then! Let's gamble."
Riddle also moved his head: "What are you doing?" I briefly talked to him, and Riddle also said excitedly: "I will come and I will also come, I will win the Bron! Jerry, you Do you want to play? Hurry up if you want it!" Jerry looked at Chenfeng and Bloom on the court, and after the last gritted his teeth, he said: "I will win against Chenfeng!" Jerry's choice made Riddle and Firenze Somewhat surprised, the two said indifferently: "Okay, one more!"
"Okay, don't talk about it, the game is about to start!" Xue Lin tugged at my sleeve and quietly reminded me. I nodded and set my sight on the court.
Chenfeng drew out his saber and glanced at Bron who was in the process of summoning the wind wolf mount. He did not take the lead, but stood in the middle of the field and waited for Bron's ceremony to be completed. "Oh, you guys are really tight. If you don't do anything, don't blame me for doing it first! Howl, let's go!" Bron chuckled and stepped on to the wind wolf. Waist, and then a dodge was about to attack towards the dusty position.
"Chen Feng, flash!" Xue Lin worriedly covered her mouth, looked at Chen Feng who was dumbfounded in surprise, and reminded her aloud. However, due to the protection of the enchantment, Chenfeng couldn't hear Xuelin's shouting at all. Instead, the people around us shouted excitedly: "Kill that kid, kill him! Hahaha, kill him." !" The constant cheers masked Xue Lin's voice for a moment. The foul language kept hitting my eardrums, making me a little upset for a while, and I helplessly buried my head between my legs, trying to cover up the sound.
But soon, the cheers gradually faded until they disappeared, "What, is the game over?" I looked up and found that many people were surprised with their mouths wide open, even Riddle and Phelan. Ze is no exception. I took a closer look at the venue, and it turned out that the game was over, and there was a saber stuck in Bulong's chest, the one that Chenfeng had pulled out before. As for Chen Feng, he still stood in the middle of the venue with a face of indifference, as if he hadn't moved.
"It's impossible!" Firenze yelled, sober: "How could Bron be defeated so easily? That's the pinnacle of the Silver Fighter! How could this be possible?" Firenze murmured That said, it is obvious that Firenze hadn't expected Bron to lose so soon, and it could even be said that Firenze hadn't expected that Bron would fail.
"Hey, two, remember your bet!" I said to them both with winking eyebrows. "Huh, anyway, the patriarch of the werewolf clan is dead, and we have to wait until the new clan leader is elected, the werewolf clan is over early! Even if it survives, it will be lingering. In this way, the royal family can only rely on our centaur clan! Haha. What if you lose a condition!" Firenze laughed happily. At this time, Riddle suffered a bitter face there only if there was nothing good about losing the bet.
"Congratulations to Chenfeng players for qualifying for the preliminary test! Below, I have invited the head of the iron-blooded mercenary group Zhaxi to fight against the magician Mr. West!" Towed away the body, announcing the player who will play the next game. "It seems that there is nothing wrong with us?" Jerry lay languidly in his chair: "It's really boring to watch this level of competition. Fighting with a kid is no different!" Riddle reached out and played Jerry. Say: "Because you are a golden fighter, you naturally look down on us silver fighters. I am also a golden fighter. Humph! But having said that, I have been feeling the vindictiveness in my body constantly. Say, it feels like boiling! Every time you use a grudge, you feel a burning pain all over your body. Jerry, you are a golden fighter. Tell me what is this?"
I glanced at Riddle in surprise, and then asked him again: "Do you really feel that way?" Riddle nodded, "Yes, it's this kind of uncomfortable feeling." I patted him happily. Del's shoulder: "Here, congratulations, you are about to break through!" "Breakthrough?" Riddle asked me in astonishment: "Is this the precursor to the breakthrough? What a magical feeling!" "That's right!" Jerry I patted Riddle's shoulder vigorously as I did: "Now you need to fight a lot! Use fighting to trigger the vindictiveness in your body. Until the vindictiveness bursts out of your body, it is a breakthrough! "Riddle became very excited when we said this. He waved his arms happily: "Haha, it turns out I have a happy event, too. Oh, my mood is suddenly much better!"
"Haha, you guy!" I smiled bitterly, and turned my head to the arena again. At this time, the game has entered a white-hot stage. The previous game has ended. It was the magician who won. It seems that the magician of our country Is the strength still good! At this moment in the arena, two young fighters were running around the stage, ready to attack.
"Can't you fight anymore? Can you hurry up? Don't chirp like a sissy!" The audience in the audience didn't care about it, all blushing and roaring in the audience. The blood is constantly stimulating their nerves. They have forgotten about it. No matter where it is, they just want to watch a fierce battle before they can enjoy themselves. Obviously, these two on the stage can't satisfy them, and this group of guys started to get angry.
"Is the life of aristocrats so corrupt?" I frowned, and looked down upon this group of people who were wearing expensive clothes but were so low-minded. Jerry frowned: "Their backbone has been corrupted by this extravagant atmosphere! No matter how talented their ancestors were, they have already lost the glory of their ancestors. All that is left is the comfort and ease of enjoyment."
"Noble! Humph!" I clenched my fists and snorted disdainfully. Sooner or later, I will disintegrate them all! How can the dignified Chinese Empire be eaten away by these scum? Xuelin glanced at me, then squeezed the arm that was holding me from my own arms.
The game is still in progress. And I have long lost the freshness that I had before. I just watched the crowd in the arena silently, listening to the loud shouts and cheers in my ears. I couldn't help but feel lost.
The game went on all morning. At noon, I went out to eat some food, and then went to the waiting room to take a look at the children. After a morning fight, more than a dozen of the children participated in the competition, and all members passed. Listen to them. In one morning, many newcomers came to ask if they would be the guards of their family. When they saw that the children who had reached the Silver Warrior at a young age actually knew each other, they asked and learned that they were all from Shangwu Academy. The students all walked away wisely! There is no one who dares to escape from the siege of more than 20 silver fighters without opening his eyes. I complimented them a few words first, and then gave some encouragement to the children who did not have the game and then went out.
In the afternoon, the game continued. In the final class, the other children who have not appeared on the stage have all appeared on the stage one after another and bloomed with amazing strength. Many newcomers have discovered that there are many underage children coming to the game in this game. Spicy, there is no childlike innocence at all, whoever confronts them, without exception, is all death! Death is even more miserable. The lighter one is just being cut off by the chest and twisting the neck, while more, it is being broken alive and howling on the court. There are not a few living pains and deaths. This game is no longer Promoted to the competition. It's a survival battle similar to a gladiatorial arena. Only if you live, you are eligible to enter the next one!
The game finally ended, all 30 children passed, and their vicious style of play also left an extremely deep impression in the minds of those nobles. Even at the end of the game that day, people from the Imperial City came to ask Barnes if they would like to enter their private guard, but Barnes refused without exception. Barnes told me this on the way back. condition. I smiled and patted Barnes on the shoulder and said, "Yes! Barnes."
"I don't know what tomorrow's game will be like?" After the first competition is over, the second selection will begin tomorrow. I warn Barnes to pay more attention to cooperation and understanding between teams to prevent examinations. Your ability to cooperate. Barnes said: "Boss, don't worry! This is not a problem at all!"
Everything depends on tomorrow!