Diablo Destruction

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The dull vibration echoed over Rogge. As if God suddenly hit a dull thunder, the rising dust can be seen dozens of miles away.

"The guy Carlos is completely suppressed."

Seattleke shook his head and sighed. He also felt the distance, not the strength gap he could cross now.

Why is it the same person, the gap is so big?

The idea that countless adventurers jumped out of their brains after seeing the terrifying power of Seattle Ke now pops up in Seattle Ke's mind. I don't know if it is a causal cycle, and it is unhappy to repay.

"Mr. Kasha, can you say that Carlos Nao can keep going? Mr. Kasha?"

Seattleke turned his head and planned to ask the experienced Kasha for advice, but found that the other party was cruising between the crack that hit the ground and the culprit Druid, and his red eyes were hungry. The wild wolf for three days and nights.

"Teacher, you shouldn't be distressed about that wine at this time. I'll pay you back for the big deal."

Seattle Ke's helpless face can take care of her wine at this time, and there is probably only an alternative to the old drunkard.

"Oh, I don't care too much. It's just thirty...No, it's just six hundred barrels of wine. But if you insist on paying me, Seattle, I will be disrespectful."

Cassia's complexion changed from yin to sunny in an instant, and the neighbor's aunt gave her a stop to Seattle, a disgusting expression of "hate, you misunderstood me, I don't have such a cheeky idea".

Seattle: "..."

Is there really a tree hole that can hold 600 barrels of wine in this world?

If it was 30 barrels, Seattle Ke might consider it, but the Lion Caxia opened his mouth and said 600 barrels at a stretch, and a face that was not as thick as my face, Seattle Ke had to consider it. .

It’s not that he is poor or reluctant to pay, but Akara has clearly warned several students of Caxia that they should not be too used to Caxia, and that if the other party drinks, most of Roger’s training affairs will fall on Seattle. That’s what he didn’t want to see.

He didn't realize that because of his lack of greed, Kasha, who drank an empty basket of bamboo water, was still dreaming of taking a bath in wine while answering Seattle's questions.

"Of course it is impossible to end like this. Although he knows the strength gap between the two sides, he still has the last effort to press the bottom of the box."

"Super instantaneous step, aura of fanaticism, plus a combination of revenge and white heat!"

Seattle Ke suddenly realized, although Carlos's trick, only appeared in the competition. But it is already widely known, and along with the double air compression punch that appeared at the conference, it is known as the strongest attack.

Carlos's combined attack, unparalleled speed + terrifying attack power, is almost everyone's nightmare, even Seattlek himself has no confidence to take this trick, and really fight with Carlos, he can The only way to think of dealing with this trick is to keep shaking and attacking.

Although the power of Carlos's move is amazing, it has a fatal flaw, that is, the hit rate is not high, constantly changing his position, so that he can not lock, is a very effective method, as for the attack on the attack, it is in Before he was killed by this move, he first launched his own powerful moves, and he did not know until he got the deer.

What will the other party do?

No matter how he thinks, Seattlek can't find a way to deal with Carlos completely effectively. After simulating countless battles in his mind, he finally concluded that both were half and half, and the winning percentages of the two sides were half and half. Of course, with this tricky match, the losing side has a possibility of more than 90%. Whimper.

He set his eyes on the druid of the werewolf on the battlefield, his eyes containing tension, expectation, excitement, unyielding, fighting intention.

There is always only one word in Seattle's ribbed brain—fight!

As if to echo Kasha's ideas, the wind was suddenly changed by the dusty training ground and half a forest.

There is no airflow generated by the collision of power, no obvious change in wind direction. On the calm sky, the wind suddenly rose without warning, and rolled towards the same place, forming a huge cyclone.

A slightly knowledgeable adventurer can guess after seeing this situation. This is not a wind at all, but a person's momentum, the power fluctuation formed by the huge momentum emitted by a person.

Such a scenario is not uncommon, but the huge cyclone formed by this momentum is as wide as ten kilometers in diameter. The fluctuation of this scale of momentum is unheard of. I haven't seen anything.

"Good guy, Carlos is going to be real."

Reaching for a light breeze around the cyclone, Caxia murmured.

The feeling passed from the fingertips, that powerful force contained Carlos' unshakable determination.

Ordinary adventurers, simply feeling the heavy will contained in this powerful momentum, may be unbearable and surrender first.

Suddenly, a clear avenue was drawn from the dust across the sky, and Carlos' sword and shield came slowly from the opposite side.

The armor on his body was already torn and tattered, which was no different from a beggar, and the helmet on his head did not know when to drop it, showing his hair.

Gasping for a long time, the dust on his face mixed with the blood left on his forehead, Carlos looked like a seriously wounded warrior who had just crawled out of the dead.

However, his spine was still straight, his pace was firm and firm, his eyes covered in blood narrowed slightly, and the eyes revealed from inside fell unconsciously on himself, and there was a feeling of being hot.

At this moment, there was a breath from Carlos. It is more dangerous than any time of training in the past, just like the madman Paladin who was obsessed with retrieving An Jielier’s sister-in-law and burning his life when he contested the competition.

This guy, would you like to burn life again?

Thinking of this, I couldn't help swallowing a sip of water and burning it a few more times, you can go directly to heaven and meet An Jieli's sister-in-law.

However, the momentum is crazy, and Carlos has not lost his mind to waste his life in this kind of battle. He has to keep his life to see his wife and take care of his daughter.

Say again. The method of burning life is too rogue for a respectable opponent. Carlos used it twice in the contest, but he was forced. For An Jielier, he trampled his self-esteem to the bottom of his feet. under.

When I saw that Carlos maintained this terrible momentum and eyes, and slowly pointed the long sword at my hand, I was relieved, and I was sure that this guy is still sensible and did not put his own life down. Play in the hands of Grim Reaper.

"Brother Wu!"

In this dignified atmosphere, Carlos spoke.

"You won this battle, and you won anyway, but please forgive me for being a warrior's waywardness and selfishness, I want to see if you can handle this trick, I want to see, between us How big is the gap!"

"Humph!"

With a confident chuckle, I pointed the sword straight at Carlos.

"That's good, Brother Carlos, I will make you can't wait to embark on a breakthrough field."

"is it?"

A light smile came from Carlos's bloodied face.

No matter what the final result, whether it is me or Carlos, at this moment, they are already satisfied and smiling.

"Qiao--!"

Carlos discarded the shield in his hand, held the sword in both hands, took a deep breath, and slowly closed his eyes.

Sword of Ice!

The ice blue sword body shimmering with cold light, gently waving in the hand, the pressure from Carlos on the opposite side makes my current mental strength unprecedentedly concentrated, only feel that each time the other party's heart beats, each time the muscle shakes, Even the breathing of every pore is clearly reflected in the mind.

"Hey. Is this guy going to come next?"

Seeing this scene, Seattlek made an incredible soft cry.

The best way to deal with Carlos’s trick is to keep changing positions, so that Carlos can’t lock himself, and now, Seattle, even seeing the other party, standing still and letting Carlos lock, even trying to lock the card. Luo Si's trick came next.

"Not necessarily impossible."

Cassia took a sip of the wine, her eyes locked on the battlefield tightly, and in her squinting eyes, her pupils reflected countless white spots with the same spiritual strength.

Just the moment her words fell off, the wind moved.

To be precise, it should have been the cyclone that had blown the entire training ground, and the substantive storm caused by Carlos's power and momentum suddenly disappeared.

The strength, momentum, spirit, and will are all condensed by Carlos to a point-above the tip of the long sword in his hand, Carlos at this moment seems to be integrated with the long sword in his hand, I can no longer tell whether Carlos is standing there, or a peerless sword.

Super instant step, disappear! !

The world seems to be slowing down, but in this extremely slow time, Carlos's figure is still an invisible light, only captured by the mental power in his mind, and there is still an ethereal afterimage.

It was with this feeling that the body naturally deviated slightly from an angle, and the ice sword in his hand swept across.

Suddenly!

In a trance of the brain, Carlos had appeared a hundred meters away behind me, maintaining a two-handed sword slashing posture, and the ice sword I waved gently, motionless, as if each other's time had been frozen.

In this scene, Carlos and I made the last showdown in the contest. What kind of imagination is the scene, except that the scene is different, it is like a template.

At that time, in the face of Carlos, this combination of tricks, my ice beheaded sword was broken and defeated, and I lost.

And this time, after a pause at their respective time, Carlos knelt down on the ground with the sword. I turned back the sword and looked at him silently.

This time, I won.

"Lost, completely lost, I didn't expect you to be able to hide, hahaha--!!!"

Carlos, who was kneeling on one knee, sat on the ground with one buttocks, and could not hide the helplessness and bitterness in the hearty laughter.

Unexpectedly, just two months later, he was far behind by what was originally a little less than himself. This kind of frustration that was only experienced by others from Carlos. Today, Carlos himself is finally ruthless. Tasted once.

"Feng Shui took turns and finally reported the revenge of the contest."

Stepping forward, I reached out and pulled Carlos up.

I just drew that note after dodge, and did not use too much force. The damage caused to Carlos is probably far more psychological than it.

"NND, it's really impossible to break through the field quickly."

The rude and loud voice approached from a distance, knowing it was Seattlek and the old drunkard without looking back.

Standing next to it, Seattle Ke looked at me like a rare animal, constantly using his fierce eyes with a big brass bell, and looked at me up and down, making me feel creepy.

"I can't see it. I originally thought that my old picture was good enough. I didn't expect it to be very far away from Wu Shi."

Although Seattle Kekou said this, his eyes were not frustrated, on the contrary, the fighting spirit inside was almost burning.

"Yeah, yeah, I don't see it at all, right, this kid is so stupid, it doesn't look like a master, even an ordinary adventurer."

The old drunkard didn't miss any chance to hit me. He pinpointed the gap and came in, biting one of my "fan" words in his mouth.

"Wait and see, sooner or later I will turn you into a fool with an IQ of only nine."

I shook my fist against the old drunkard with no good intentions. In my heart, YY thought that he would break through the realm of world power. Then maybe he could really use the ability of the moon wolf to transform and turn this **** old drunkard into a fool. Maybe.

No, it’s not just the old drunkard, maybe one day, my range of abilities can cover the entire continent, turning all the people of the dark continent into a fool. By then, I will be the first wise man in the whole continent, yes, no Wrong, that's it. I'm so smart and insidious. I can even think of this kind of thing, wow ha ha ha~~! !

Maybe now I have already approached the throne of the mainland's first counselor.

"Did this guy just win Carlos? He was so excited that he burned his brain."

Seattlek pointed to someone who started to burn inexplicably and asked his teacher.

"Don’t mind him, I’m definitely doing unrealistic delusions again, alas, it’s a fool to see him as the stronger and the stupid. One day he might let him break through that level. [Look, that fool master. It’s the disciple of Master Kasha who is a combination of beauty and wisdom, and the reputation of Master Ben Kasha is over.”

"I think Brother Wu's unrealistic delusions are infected with you, or you have been infected by Brother Wu..."

Seattlek was silent for a moment, and said a sharp tutu that made Casia almost spit out the old blood.

"Speaking of this, what is this kid's pseudo-domain ability?"

After staring at the unfilial student who dared to confess himself, Caxia only asked the question that had been held in his heart.

Although she clearly saw Carlos's entry into the opponent's field at that time, her body shape was slightly affected, but when it came to the reason, she was not very clear. A slight pause to determine what was the negative impact.

"You try it yourself, I really don't know what to say." Carlos shook his head bitterly.

"Snapped!!"

All the beautiful women in the whole continent are crying and crying to be their daughters and sisters. When they are entering the realm, their head suddenly sinks suddenly, and the severe pain immediately laughs at the words in the mind Yan Yan Beautiful girl's cheek, the smoke disappeared.

"Who is that guy?"

Awake, I immediately glared to find the guy who dared to disturb his dream. When I saw the old drunkard withdraw his spear, I immediately knew what was going on.

Very good. Tomorrow I will go to buy all the wine in the camp, and by the way, I will hide the few hidden wines I know and report to Akala.

"Wu Xiaozi, hurry up and unfold your pseudo realm and let us see what the fool attribute is."

The old drunkard didn't even know he was going to be in trouble, and he still asked me in an arrogant tone.

Huh, not a fool attribute, but an attribute that turns you into a fool.

With a cold snort, I tapped my fingers gently, and the pseudo-realm suddenly enveloped the three people.

"this is……"

In an instant, I saw a very rare scene, an old drunkard with a tragedy and a deep coffee table, and an incredible look flashed on his face.

Sure enough, under the influence of the pseudo realm, do people become stupid? Although this guy was originally a fool.

Apart from being proud, I didn't notice the complex emotions that flashed with shock on the old drunkard's face. Suddenly, she moaned her head.

"Damn, my brain... it seems I can't remember anything... this... what the **** is going on? God..."

Oh, I didn’t expect that the old drunkard’s resistance to the wolf’s pseudo-domain ability is so weak~www.ltnovel.com~ Is it because she was a fool?

All in all, I was very proud of seeing the old drunkard holding his head in mourning.

"I haven't had a lot of IQ already, have I lost all of it? Really a poor old woman, it doesn't matter, let me teach you."

Pushing the spectacle frame of the illusion, I brushed the 1+1 formula on the white paper I took out, squatted down, and placed it in front of the old drunkard.

"Come on, calculate this formula first."

At the next moment, with the sound of "snapping", my head was buried in the mud by the old drunkard's spear...

"You fool, it's really a lie.",

I looked at my old drunkard from a condescending gaze with a sense of intellectual superiority.

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