Zou Liang was happy, no one came, it was his turn, he patted the person in front of him.
"Why don't you listen to it, are you in such a hurry to go up and die!"
A Piguet turned his head abruptly, ready to make some sarcastic words, but after seeing Zou Liang, he immediately covered his mouth, followed by a cry like a ghost and wolf howl: "Asura!"
Shura
Shura
Shura? …
The complacent Scudder suddenly found that people were looking at a corner, but ignored him, what!
The Pigs almost bounced off at his highest speed, knocking everyone on the side, but they couldn't care less, saying that Shura was ruthless, killing people without blinking an eye, hiding slowly, but killing people.
It doesn't matter if you die once under the altar, and there is no loss, but not being able to witness the beast god's martial arts is the biggest loss.
"Hehe, Murphy, you don't have to, it's interesting."
"Wait for him for a long time!"
Murphy's eyes radiated a fierce light, and he had been in this low-level area just to wait for this person!
Shura
No matter what opponent, Scudder can tear it apart with his claws, Beamon is the strongest existence in the continent of Amond Beast God.
When Scudder saw his opponent, he couldn't help being disappointed, very disappointed. In fact, many people were very disappointed. After all, only a few people have seen the Shura competition, and only a few people can see the portraits of the professional guilds. Most people meet Shura for the first time.
How to look at this Shura... He's too thin, and with this body, it's not enough for Beamon to shoot with one paw.
Not only was Scudder disappointed, but there was an uproar in the audience. Is this Shura
That thin arm, without the protection of the armor, wouldn't it be shattered with one punch
Even the silver light warriors would not dare to fight against a beast-like Beamon without wearing armor. Their fighting skills and their own abilities are not enough to resist everything.
Scudder is a brave Beamon family. What he longs for is to fight against the strong, but due to the level restrictions in the beast spirit world, low-level warriors cannot enter the high-level war zone, so he will earn some beast spirits here to fight with the weak. Fighting is really boring.
"Hehe, how about Murphy's bet?" Buenawen from Clone City laughed. The two of them didn't know each other, and during this period of time, they also worked hard to accumulate records in the beast spirit world.
"You go first." The golden lion was quite confident.
"Hehe, I choose Scudder." Buenavin expected that the other party would let him choose first.
"I pressed Shura, and pressing him would easily win," Murphy said.
Surrounded by warriors, they obviously know the reputation of these two people. The winning streak between the two during this period is no less than that of the Beamon warrior Scudder, especially the golden lion Murphy, who is even more famous. Unlike Beamon, his All in all, it's more admirable.
"What are you betting on?" Buenavin became interested.
"Clone City's Lambo is very famous, three bottles in ten years!"
"Damn, you're really cruel, don't take such a slaughter!" Buenavin laughed.
"Do you eat a big family, three bottles of blue wave are still available to you." Murphy said disapprovingly.
"Then you lost?" Buenavin asked.
"You are free." Murphy replied lightly, turning his eyes to the battle altar, which was a kind of confidence.
Buenavin did not continue to ask, such an answer shows the incomparable confidence the other party has, and it is also a competition of eyesight.
The people around were also excited about the bets made by these two masters. The ten-year blue wave cost ten gold coins for a bottle. Buenawen still has a good chance of winning. Regardless of basic data such as strength and defense, Shura is at a disadvantage. And his battle song had little influence on Beamon.
Can't think of any other way to beat Scudder on an altar of limited size.
Scudder looked at this small guy in front of him, Shura? Beast gods perform martial arts
He couldn't help laughing in the sky, turned to look at the soldiers who were gathering everywhere, raised his arms, and let out a roar, he needed approval!
That was the cheers that resounded in the beast spirit world. The popularity of Beamon warriors in the beast race was extremely high, especially the melee warriors. They worship Beamon, worship power, and they worship the strong.
In contrast, the ethereal Shura is probably just a joke.
After all, it is too weak.
The arrogance of his opponents, and the thunderous cheers around him, Zou Liang felt calm. His mentality was so good, it was different from before. The surrounding shouts did not bring him any psychological fluctuations. It is also expected to be optimistic about the Beamon warrior, ... If it was replaced by him, he would also be optimistic about the Beamon warrior.
After cheering, Scudder turned around to face Zou Liang, and dared to put his back on his opponent, how arrogant.
"How do you want to die?" said Scudder, a roar in the eyes of outsiders, whose effect is no less than the Rhine's roar.
In the face of such an almighty warrior, one who has the courage to fight is already a warrior.
Zou Liang showed a faint smile, stretched out his right hand and put it gently on his mouth, making a silent motion, followed by a stroke on his neck.
Shadow Hunter's favorite declaration of war gesture!
Roar…
With a bang, Scudder moved, and the altar was shaking like an armored vehicle. Zou Liang's huge body suddenly enveloped Zou Liang, and his huge claws suddenly swept down.
Beamon has six claws on both hands, and the nearly half-meter-long nails are sharper than the blade. The movement is mainly simple and fast, which hides the disadvantage of relatively slow movement, but the attack speed is extremely fast, which is not in line with the huge body.
In an instant, the six paths of coldness disappeared.
bass…
Zou Liang's "thin" body roamed in the light of the sword. The Beamon people were indeed a rather buggy race. With such a huge body, they were able to make such swift attacking movements, and they followed closely with each other. It was purely instinctive, no need Any training, born fighter.
There was an earth-shattering roar around the battle altar, and the killing sound shook the sky. Scudder was even more excited under this kind of cheer, and his momentum was like a tide. The opponent was just a jumping clown. Other methods, and without weapons, cannot cause any damage to him, but as a Beamon, Scudder can only kill without any defense, all he has to do is to shred his opponent!
Seeing that he was forced into a corner, Scudder's two claws staggered and blocked, and countless opponents were defeated by this simple move.
The figure disappeared in an instant, and he slammed into Beamon's arms, walked quickly, came directly to the top of Scudder's head, and hit the head with a punch.
I am afraid that such agile movements will be admired by the shadow hunters present. He dares to do such a dangerous dodge under a sure-kill attack. He needs a more stable mind, but he has more faces than Beamon.
Scudder was not afraid, and even put a fist on Zou Liang, banging...
Zou Liang felt his right hand go numb. This guy's defenses were almost omnipresent. Facing the opponent's roaring attack, he pulled his left hand and leveraged on the opponent's head. A tossing came to Beamon's back, and he kicked the back of the head at the same time.
The key point of this kind of general soldier, but as if he mentioned the iron plate, his feet numb for a while, and he quickly distanced himself.
The voices of the onlookers also stopped. It seems that this Shura is not without the strength to fight back, but he is unable to break the defense!
Scudder patted his head with his paws, and roared: "Is this a mosquito bite!"
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