The Bald Monk in the City

"Boom!"&1t;/

Under Emma's gaze, the surrounding auditorium began to expand, and eventually expanded to several times the original size.

And as the prompt message ended, the space opposite them began to flash indefinitely, and countless figures began to emerge from the void, and finally appeared on the seats opposite them.

"What kind of battle zone is Yi now? I feel that our Cod Arena is slightly different from his..."

Emma looked at the increasing number of viewers opposite and said.

"Across the audience is Yi Qiu's enemy?"

Muzi asked with some confusion.

She has not yet come into contact with enemies with her own fans, after all, no one likes to watch low-level battles.

Of course, occasionally some low-level players with amazing charm or outstanding family background will have a small number of supporters.

"I think it should be..."

"Ming...star player? Is there such a thing in the comprehensive network?"

Lev shook his head to express his lack of understanding.

"But it's useless. They can't interfere with Yi... Yi's bald head is not just for hammering people, it can also help Yi get rid of these external negative factors."

Lev said after taking a sip of vodka indifferently.

"Wait...what is Yi going to do? Undress?"

Muzi looked at Yi Qiu, who seemed to be tearing the clothes below, and said suspiciously.

"It should be to take off the fashion."

Emma replied after reading it.

"Um...that...is that also a fashion?"

Muzi stared wide-eyed as he watched the appearance of the fashion fade from an ordinary human bald head to a six-armed humanoid creature over two meters high.

"Hey, Yi has grown taller again..."

Emma murmured as she picked up a divine berry and chewed it.

"That is the true form of Yi..."

"Hey, didn't Yi say that he is the traditional bloodline of your country? Muzi, don't you understand Chang Gao?"

Emma asked curiously.

She has always been curious about Yi Qiu's blood. After all, as a medical doctor, Yi Qiu is more interested in this unique look.

Of course, out of respect for her partner, she did not ask.

After all, this is a very private matter. Partners need to trust each other, but everyone’s private information must still be respected.

"But... it may be that I haven't done enough research on our traditional culture..."

Muzi felt a little confused.

Real form?

Our traditional blood?

Muzi felt that he had a broken worldview.

But time did not stop with Muzi's consternation, and the audience on the opposite side began to gain strength.

Like a carol, they suddenly shouted in harmony:

"The sword of the red lotus gives me blazing heat."

"Perfect spirit, forged by firmness."

"Wind of steel, face the enemies."

"Counter charge, fearless and fearless."

"Bloodthirsty, give you despair."

o39; Leap, give you fear.

"Splashing blood, dance of the mongoose, Creel, the nine swords are king!"

"Woohoo!!"

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"What kind of bells and whistles?"

Yi Qiu watched the shouts on the audience stage, touched his bald head and muttered.

Opposite him, the expression of Creel, who was holding a long sword in Yi Qiu's hand, became solemn.

"It's him."

Creel squeezed the long sword in his hand, and everything was a fateful duel.

"Did that kid secretly use the Word Spirit scroll at that time?"

Creel thought suspiciously.

Although Kriel said that he would find Yi Qiu to challenge after the end of the raid, he just talked to Tararich Sim.

He didn't have the time to go to Yi Qiu to discuss with him, after all, Yi Qiu was not a pretty girl.

He never hesitated to show his obsession with beauty to the world, Master Nine Swords does not need weakness.

Nine Swords is the number one in the contemporary era, but it needs and must have weaknesses.

Although he was not afraid of Yi Qiu, when Yi Qiu's figure appeared on the opposite side, he immediately felt the feeling of the evil player who was destroyed in a short period of time.

Is it fear?

Creel felt his trembling hands murmur.

No, it's excitement, desire...

Man, are you eager to fight him too?

Creel looked at his hands. He had used them to defeat countless enemies and used them to win honor and glory.

I will also be afraid?

Afraid of challenges?

ridiculous!

Creel put away the long sword, and then slowly drew two heavy one-handed axes from his backpack.

This is the genre he is best at, and it is also the beginning of his unnamed Jiujian genre as the first contemporary title.

It is honor and responsibility.

"I will become the master of the Nine Swords. This is my promise."

"How can I... be afraid!"

Creel squeezed the one-handed axe in his hand, and a familiar, blood-connected subtle sensation spread from his body to the weapon in his hand.

"It's been a long time, old man, let us fight together!"

"Let's have a face-to-face fight!"

Creel stared at Yi Qiu firmly and muttered.

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"The preparation time is over, the battle begins!"

As the prompt information on the retinas of both parties refreshed, the atmosphere suddenly became more solemn.

The rising protective barrier cut off all the sounds from the outside world, and the cheers of Creel fans also came to an abrupt end.

The entire space fell into a dead silence, and an invisible murderous intent began to spread in the field.

Creel stared at Yi Qiu stubbornly, his eyes burning with a raging will to fight.

Even if Yi Qiu didn't perceive this spirit, he could feel it clearly.

Yi Qiu looked at him, he felt that Creel had a familiar face, he had obviously dealt with him before, but not much.

Could it have been hammered by me before?

Yi Qiu thought for a while, but still didn't have any impression, he had never paid much attention to it.

However, feeling Creel's incomparable fighting spirit, Yi Qiu felt something in his body about to move.

That is the desire for battle deep in the blood of the cow totem, and the root force of the boiling fighting spirit.

"Then, let's have a good fight."

Free size!

In an instant, Yi Qiu changed from a form of more than two meters to a behemoth of more than seven meters!

At least for ordinary humans, he is definitely a terrifying big guy now.

If Yi Qiu could hear the voice outside, he would find that the outside instantly became deadly silent.

After all, forms like Yi Qiu are a minority in the multiverse.

For humans and other humanoid intelligent creatures, the fear given by large humanoid creatures is actually greater than that of other creatures~www.readwn.com~ From the perspective of mage psychology, this is a kind of homogenization. Instinct repels the phenomenon.

Creel blinked. After confirming that he had not had hallucinations, he felt that he might need to change his combat strategy...

Hard with such a large multi-armed creature?

Even the master of Shilongliu would be completely stunned...

But in the next moment, Creel felt a gust of wind suddenly exploding centered on Yi Qiu!

Eight door Dunjia, start the door, open! !

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