split sky ride

Chapter 403 - Tactical Style
Chen Fei answered murderously.

MMP, he's not doing charity and poverty alleviation, why should he talk to these guys about the truth of demon moths, so he will never get used to those bad guys.

If there is any mistake, it will be corrected in the next life, forgiveness or something, it has nothing to do with him ah ah ah ah!

Adrian said anxiously: "Ah?! You, you don't have to do this at all!"

It would be too cruel to destroy the whole family just for the sake of an antidote!
There should be a better way to convince the other party.

Chen Fei stopped, turned around and looked at the first-tier fire magician, and asked, "What else? Just before, when you spoke, did they listen?"

"..."

Adrian was dumbfounded.

The fact is that they claim to be a one-acre three-point land with autonomy, and they don't pay attention to the members of the 04 team at all.

Being too conformist is sometimes a shortcoming.

"This is the end!"

Chen Fei shrugged his shoulders and continued walking.

The patriarch, Basian, had already been dismissed on the spot. Why did he have a good face for the 04 team? He didn't put him under house arrest on the spot. It was already quite a face for the Blue Star Global Joint Defense Committee.

It has to be said that the upper echelon of the Neanderthal tribe has reached a level of confusion, and the younger tribesmen don't pay attention to the elders. No wonder the tribesmen are scattered all over the world, even the entire tribe. Migrate to other planets.

"That's right, there's no need to be polite when dealing with these blind guys. Those who give up on Basian must pay the price."

Kitley, an A-level gold-type power user, gave Chen Fei a thumbs-up. This is what a gold-type power user should do.

No need to think too much, just do it!
"Ha ha!"

To Kitley's extreme remarks, the Holy Light Knight responded with ambiguous laughter.

Everyone boarded the mobile base vehicle again, and under the guidance of the female tour guide Kexina, they went to the arena in the reserve.

As soon as they left, the elders of the Supreme Council looked at each other, and then left their elder seats one after another, and also rushed to the arena.

There are no other people in the whole building except for some samurai left behind.

The Neanderthal arena is about the size of a football field that can accommodate 20,000 people, and it is also used as a sports venue on a daily basis.

It's just that the arena in the center is not a green lawn, but white fine sand mixed with a lot of saline and alkali. When blood is sprinkled on it, it will become particularly shocking.

When the 04 team arrived at the arena, Kleimas, a warrior of the Cro tribe, had already stood on the white fine sand, wearing traditional armor, leaning on a trident, and tied a blood stick on his forehead. Red headband.

Perhaps because they heard that someone was vying for the position of patriarch, people rushed to the arena one after another.

There are pure-blooded Neanderthals, mixed-races, and foreigners who work and visit here, men, women, old and young, filling up the auditorium of the arena little by little.

The TV station in the reserve even sent a host, set up equipment, and started a live broadcast on the spot.

Leaving the partners of the 04 team, Chen Fei walked to the field paved with white fine sand alone.

Seeing Chen Fei in ordinary clothes, with empty hands, Clamath said with a serious expression, "Where's your armor? Are you just empty-handed?"

A one-way sound-proof barrier enveloped the entire sand field, and the voices of the two people were amplified and spread throughout the arena, but the voices from the auditorium could not be transmitted to the sand field.

"Hehe, don't worry!"

Just as Chen Fei was speaking, the armor with simple shape poured out like a spring, and it was quickly built into shape. In the end, it only covered the shoulders, chest, waist, hips and feet, not the kind of full body from head to toe. Covered armor.

This is a design plan copied from the A-level gold-type ability user Kitley. For the gold-type ability user who can invalidate the shooting of light weapons, the damage of cold weapons is almost negligible.

The exposed skin surface is covered with eye-catching red battle patterns.

The spear "Bloodthorn" appeared in his hand. It was a gift left by Barut, the Neanderthal father, and it has always been there.

Kleimas spun the trident, which was a head taller than himself, like a windmill, placed it across his chest, and shouted: "Sure enough, there are two tricks, the Crow tribe, Kleimas, the weapon 'Yasha! '!"

"Crow, Chen Fei, the weapon 'blood thorn'!"

Chen Fei simply put on a posture, with the spear "Blood Thorn" behind him.

The God of the Makro clan, he was rambling casually and irresponsibly.

"'Blood thorn' is really a 'blood thorn'!"

The elders of the few tribes were very excited. The weapons used by the hero Baluraka and his younger brother Balut were "blood thorns", which were quite famous among the Neanderthals.

This young man has indeed inherited the inheritance of Barut, the guardian warrior of the Supreme Council. This "blood thorn" is undoubtedly genuine.

Mo Tong, the elder of the Cro tribe who heard the muttering to himself, asked in confusion: "Is it true?"

In fact, after Clamath and everyone from the 04 team left the Supreme Council, he quickly calmed down, and he naturally became suspicious.

Why is it inexplicable that there is such a young man in the Crow tribe? Could it be an unregistered mixed race?

Of course, it was inevitable that the two Crowe children ignored him, the elder of the tribe, which was quite irritating.

"Is it the 'blood thorn' of the old man Balut? Very good!"

Clamas nodded with full fighting spirit, and the bloody tattoo on his body suddenly lit up, as if it was about to burn, releasing a striking red light.

Shen Kuo kicked hard, white sand splashed behind him, and he rushed straight towards Chen Fei like a cannonball.

Boom!
The deafening sound of weapons clashing echoed over the sand.

The trident "Yasha" collided with the spear "Bloodthorn" fiercely, the sharp blades collided, and sparks burst out.

"Where's your battle pattern? Burn your blood! Burn your battle pattern and show me!!"

Clamath roared loudly, and the battle pattern became brighter again. Instead of retreating, he slapped the halberd pole with his palm. The huge shock force pushed Chen Feizhen back a few steps, and then swung the trident fiercely. Slashed hard.

Boom!
Another loud bang.

Chen Fei was knocked back more than ten steps with the spear again, and when he landed on the white sand, he slipped more than one meter.

In the auditorium closest to the sandy ground, the faces of the 04 team members were a little unsightly.

"Huh? What's going on! Can Chen Feihe do it!"

Kitley, the A-level gold supernatural being, looked at his younger brother who was constantly being repelled, and scratched his head in doubt, wishing he could replace Chen Fei and fight that arrogant Neanderthal warrior for [-] rounds.

"If you use a railgun, it is estimated that one shot can wipe out that Clay or something on the spot."

The puppeteer Qiao Shipu felt that Chen Fei was so tied up in this battle, fighting with that Neanderthal barbarian stupidly, that he couldn't bring out his own advantages at all.

He thought for a while, and then added: "Uh, Chen Fei guesses that he will also be wiped out!"

"He did this before, using the 'Dragon Killing Bullet'!"

Adrian suddenly remembered this incident.

All members of the 04 team fell into a moment of silence.

"Chen Fei should put on heavy armor, otherwise he will be at a disadvantage!"

As an expert in melee combat, Maori Meixin, the little girl with two knives, felt that Chen Fei was far inferior to the opponent in terms of cold weapon combat skills.

It might sound hurtful, but it's the truth.

When she and Chen Fei practiced against each other, most of the time, the latter was always being stabbed, and he was not even qualified to fight back.

"Heavy tank style of play, indeed!"

The Holy Light Knight nodded.

Everyone unanimously thought of the mobile base vehicle parked outside the arena, with a total weight of [-] tons, plus a railgun that can win with one blow, it really is like this!
Rough-skinned and thick-skinned, he can withstand beatings and beatings. Either he doesn't make a move, or he kills his opponent as soon as he makes a move. This kind of tactical play is really Chen Fei's style.

In the center of the arena.

The trident was waving like the wind, and Kleimas, who was too excited, stared at Chen Fei, who was about to back away from the white sand field, and said word by word: "You, hurry up, lose! Secret method..."

He intends to give his opponent a good time, and use the secret to determine the outcome, which can be regarded as a reward for playing with him.

"Secret Method: Daredevil!"

The two of them drank violently at the same time, fully unlocking the secret technique.

One battle pattern is like blood, and the blood light almost covers the whole body, while the other red battle pattern bursts out with dazzling silver light.

"What the hell?!"

Mo Tong, the elder of the Cro clan, jumped up from his seat.

The elders of other nearby tribes also looked like they had seen a ghost.
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