How bad guys are made

Chapter 655 Girl·Thousands of Phantoms and Ghosts
"Eagle!" Jiang Yan yelled, her face as frosty as frost.

"I'm here!" A young man code-named Eagle walked out of the dozen or so people.

"The first match, you go!" Jiang Yanmei pointed to an old team member who also walked out from the Wolf Soul side and said, "There is no other requirement, just beat him until he cries for his father and mother."

"Hey, okay." Eagle grinned and nodded, looking up at the other party.

"Today I'm here to tell you that blood thorns are nothing to us!" The young man who walked out looked at the eagle coldly and said.

"The strength of the blood thorn is not spoken!"

Jiang Yanmei's face was frosty, Qin Feng's expression was gloomy, the two looked at each other, raised their hands at the same time and waved, shouting: "Start!"

"Hmph!" In the battle circle, both sides stared at each other, and rushed towards each other with a cold snort at the same time.

Now there are not many people to choose from on both sides, but they themselves are one-in-a-million or even one-in-a-million masters, especially veteran players like the Eagles. There are not many fancy things in the battle between masters, only use all available parts of the body , Knock down the opponent with the fastest speed and the strongest force.

And the battle between masters has never been a protracted battle, because if you make a mistake, you will fail.

In just two or three minutes, the battle was decided.

The eagle successfully beat the opponent to the point where he lost the ability to turn defeat into victory. Although he didn't fight like Jiang Yanmei said, the opponent really had no way to make an effective counterattack and could only admit defeat.

The second battle begins soon.

The wolf soul and the blood thorn are not one-sided in terms of force, and being selected as a member of the blood thorn is a comprehensive ability assessment. If it is only in terms of force, the wolf soul is not inferior to the blood thorn. Of course, the blood sword Except for the alternative, just like in the previous battle, Zhao Yifei couldn't beat the opponent's wolf head.

The second battle was also a battle of veteran players, and this time the wolf spirit won the final victory.

The third game and the fourth game were the battles between the new players of the two sides. Blood also fell on the hard concrete floor from time to time, dyeing the dark ground blacker and darker.

Blood stabbed everyone's complexion is not good.

In the four battles, the two sides even ended in a 2-2 draw.

Such a result was a bit beyond Jiang Yanmei's expectation, but Jiang Yanmei didn't think that the other party could win the final victory, because she was the last one to appear on the stage, and there were naturally those who could promise her in the wolf soul, but Now here, she doesn't think anyone is his opponent, even Qin Feng.

"The last game, I'll do it." Jiang Yanmei acted neatly, stepped onto the stage, and looked up at Qin Feng who was opposite.

He thought Qin Feng would appear on the stage, but unexpectedly, he diverted his gaze from Jiang Yanmei's and turned to look at the quiet woman beside him.

Qin Feng didn't say anything, neither did the woman, she just nodded, and the woman quietly walked across to Jiang Yanmei.

This woman is not beautiful. Compared with Jiang Yanmei's beauty, she is like a pheasant or a phoenix. Her face seems a little immature, her figure is thin, and she looks very tall.

She slowly reached out and unbuttoned the leather jacket on her body, and then everyone vented that the leather jacket on her body was very different, there were folds inside, and in the blink of an eye, the leather jacket on her body turned into a very The big cloak dragged all the way to the ground, and inside the untied leather jacket was not the white tender meat and small parts of the girl, but the same tight leather jacket as before. The skin became thinner and thinner afterward, and her whole body was wrapped in the cloak, which looked weird, like a slender sausage that had been dried...

Jiang Yanmei's face was cold and serious. She didn't think that Qin Feng was so kind as to bring out a little girl who couldn't fight to fight with her. Since Qin Feng let her play, this woman must be a master.

"Playing tricks..." Eagle stood aside, his tone disdainful, but his face was very serious.

"Wendong...?" Seeing Wendong slowly approaching, Li Binger shouted in a low voice, her voice was dignified and a little panicked, because the woman she was fighting against looked really weird.

"It's okay, trust me." Wen Dong held Li Bing'er's little hand and said solemnly.

"Ah."

……

The girl walked slowly, as if she was wearing a cloak without wind, standing opposite Jiang Yanmei, with her hands outstretched, the two daggers fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

Jiang Yanmei pulled out the dagger on her leg and threw it aside, looked at the other party coldly, and said, "Let's do it."

"Okay." The woman finally said, but her voice was clear and sweet, like an immature girl, she nodded slightly, and suddenly the whole girl disappeared, only the large cloak seemed to be too fast to slip off the ground.

The girl had indeed disappeared from the cloak, and everyone saw a black shadow rushing towards Jiang Yanmei at a very fast speed.

Jiang Yanmei's pupils shrank suddenly, this speed was beyond the limit she could handle, so Jiang Yanmei didn't hold back, but chose to retreat immediately.

In the process of retreating, Jiang Yanmei suddenly raised her foot and kicked in a certain direction.

"boom!"

With a muffled sound, the thin and strange girl's figure appeared before everyone's eyes. She retreated a dozen steps before stopping. At this moment, the cloak slowly fell to the ground. But at this moment, Jiang Yan Mei's figure swayed slightly, and a slight sound came from her body, and a crack was seen in her pants, and there was blood flowing out of it.

The girl stood still, looked up at Jiang Yanmei quietly, and said, "You are not my opponent, admit defeat."

At this time, the field was quiet. Except for Qin Feng, everyone showed shock on their faces, even the blood sword, because he didn't see clearly how this woman hurt his sister. Even the sword is ashamed, this is simply beyond the scope of human beings.

"Could it be..." Xue Jian looked at the girl who was as quiet as ever with a serious expression, serious and shocked.

"What the hell is she!" Eagle's expression turned ugly.

"I won't admit defeat." Li Bing'er held Wen Dong's big hand tightly with her small hands, her pretty face full of worry.

No one expected that a little girl who didn't notice would actually hurt the team leader of Bloodthorn. Although it seemed that this girl was also kicked away by Jiang Yanmei, the other party's figure was dexterous, and it was only a dozen steps back. After removing the impact force, there was no injury at all. On the other hand, Jiang Yanmei seemed to be merciful, or else it was not just a skin injury on her leg, but Wen Dong could tell that this girl was weird, but not innocent. There were traces to be found, just kicked the **** out, the girl was powerless to continue to cause her any further harm.

But based on this girl's weird speed, her next attack may be even fiercer and weirder, not maybe, but definitely, just now the girl seemed to be just a test, but now she has a plan in mind, that's why she made her admit defeat.

"Really? Then beat me first!" Jiang Yanmei snorted coldly, and rushed towards the girl on her own initiative.

The girl didn't move, she stood there and watched her quietly, and then saw Jiang Yanmei raised her arm to resist, and then punched out, many new team members were surprised to find that the tight-fitting dress where the girl was before The black clothes slowly unfolded into a cloak and fell to the ground, but the girl appeared in another direction, still dressed in black.

"This is... Thousand Fantasy Ghosts?" Xue Jian asked in shock.

"Thousand phantom ghosts? What is that?" Eagle asked anxiously, with a hint of panic in his voice, because this girl is really weird.

"Thousands of phantoms and ghosts are nothing. They are a rare tribe in the ancient Tianxia Kingdom. They were born for war, and they can easily take the heads of enemy generals on the battlefield. The cloak is their best cover. According to legend, their tribe The most powerful masters can transform into a thousand faces, but this is just a legend. It has been passed down to the present, it is not bad for them to transform into ten faces, but I don’t know how many faces this guy has practiced.” Xue Jian was dignified and shocked road.

"You mean, these cloaks that fall on the ground will come back to life in a while?" Eagle asked with a face full of disbelief.

"Yes, illusion, it's not illusion, it's extremely fast..."

"The black cloaks on them are made of special materials, as thin as a cicada's wings..." Xue Jian continued.

"It's just playing tricks, but I want to take off this woman's clothes and see how much she's wearing!" Eagle spit and said coldly.

"No one has seen their real bodies, because those who have seen them are dead." Xue Jian's face was very ugly, looking at Qin Feng, he never thought that this guy would find such a master.

"you……"

"Don't worry, it won't be that easy for this little girl to defeat me." Xue Jian interrupted the eagle's worry, looked up at the battle circle proudly, "However, my sister is not her opponent."

"Bang bang bang..."

And while they were talking, there was the muffled sound of fists colliding with flesh from time to time in the arena. This girl seemed to be an imaginary bat that was not afraid of death, hitting Jiang Yanmei in the arena again and again, and every time the impact was crushed The other party resisted with an extremely fast sense of danger, but every time she hits, she will leave large or small scars on Jiang Yanmei's body. It can be expected that if she hadn't discarded the dagger, Jiang Yanmei would have fallen down already. That's it, it seems that Jiang Yanmei won't last long.

In just a few breaths, there were eight cloaks around Jiang Yanmei.

"You lost." The girl said softly.

"Come here if you have the ability!" Jiang Yanmei seemed to have noticed something strange about the girl, her cold eyes were wary of the cloaks around her.

"As you wish!" The girl's voice was as calm and melodious as she raised her hands slightly, and the eight cloaks around her suddenly stood up, but the girl's place had disappeared.

There are no ghosts in this world, and this is not a ghost. Everyone knows that this girl is controlling the eight cloaks with extreme speed, but they don't know which cloak she is in.

Not one of them, but each, and in each cloak she—

"Wendong..." Li Bing'er held onto Wendong's hand tightly, with hope in her eyes...

(End of this chapter)