Witch Forest Friends Club

The girl moved her eyes calmly, and sure enough, she found the fleeting tail of a certain water spirit in the gap of the cloak.

Although the signature lute and two-handed sword were not on him, An Jiaye lowered his voice and asked tentatively, "Ronan?"

The masked man gently lifted the black mouse mask—although there was a strange smiling face of a young man hidden under the mask, but Anjaye could feel the other side from the stiffly curled corners of his mouth and the familiar melancholy demeanor. authentic breath.

The little witch looked up at the corner of the challenge wall and found the personal pictorial of the mouse mask - "Paul the Mountain Mouse", the thief who harvested a chapter of the sword.

"This is the qualification obtained by one of my team members. He lost contact in the dungeon yesterday." Ronan's calm and soothing tone concealed heavy waves, "I ask a powerful witch to disguise me as his appearance."

"What are you investigating?" While other spectators were attracted by the grand occasion of Goliath's appearance and the upcoming match, Anjaye and Ronan came to the shadow of the nearby entrance passage one after the other. Talk under protection.

Without waiting for Ronan to bring up the topic, An Jiaye took the initiative to judge: "Including the movement of demon believers gathering, the black witchcraft sacrifices will be circulated around Shuangcheng Port and other clues - the information in the hands of the old wolf is yours. Someone found it?"

"Yeah, a group of great lads, I arranged for them to follow the old Jose's team and come to Shuangcheng Harbor to investigate in advance." Ronan sighed and leaned against the wall of the passage, "As long as I don't die, I will always remember them of."

"You are taking the risk to find me now, do you have important clues?" An Jiaye guessed his purpose.

"That's right, the pilgrims have done a good job on the stage, and now the enemies are afraid of being caught, so they hide in their nests and dare not move rashly." Ronan twirled a sheathed dagger in his hand like a butterfly fluttering, "But the more suppressed those scumbags with evil intentions are, the easier it is to be frightened. There are many bases in the Apocalypse, and I have already locked several targets."

"What's your plan?" An Jiaye thought about it, and the progress of the task arranged by the old wolf seemed to be greatly advanced.

"I think it's time for our Miss 'Poisonous Capitol' to experience the true appearance of 'Twin Cities Port' Ann Rand, who will be called 'Twin Cities'."

"Is Mountbatten the Flesh Crusher, the favorite to win the tournament in this city, on your list?" Anjaye thought of the important clues he had gained in the arena and wanted to confirm it from Ronan.

"He won't be on the field anymore, we have to take the initiative to find him." Ronan replied cleanly.

"It's a pity, I still want him to become the fertilizer of mushrooms on the field." Anjaye sighed regretfully, "You tore up my pictorial, what are you going to do?"

"Miss Poisonous Capsicum, let's have a wonderful performance tomorrow." The bard withdrew his dagger and folded the girl's pictorial neatly. "I will let your avatar be pasted back on the wall again. This is also to help you get Tickets aren't they?"

Anjaye knew this well.

Melissa also uttered a frivolous meow.

They know that the next game will be stable, and they can even win it without breaking a sweat.

The implication of Ronan's words is to play fake matches.

"Don't think that I owe you a favor." The girl rarely had the mood to joke, "If you want me to help, the price is not cheap."

"Of course, there are still many things that need to be taken care of by Ms. 'Poisonous Capitol' in the future. I hope I can pay for it." Ronan took a deep breath and put on the mouse mask again.

"Miss Poisonous Capsicum, I'm leaving first."

"Aren't you going to stay and watch the game?"

"Excessive dealings will only arouse the suspicion of the eyeliner of that group of people."

Just looking at his appearance and figure, the head of the wave group, who was completely disguised as another person, cautiously glanced back at the entrance of the passage.

"Maybe it's just my illusion. In this arena, there is an aura that I don't want to run into anyway."

He shook his head as if to shake off the uneasiness lingering in his mind.

"My foothold is in the 'Slippery Worm Corner' in the dungeon—if you want to find it, it won't be hard for you."

After speaking, the bard walked briskly, as if he had transformed into a gust of dark wind, and disappeared deep in the shadow of the candle in the passage.

An Jiaye returned to the crowd of people in the arena again, secretly digesting the information brought by the bard.

And Gloria's contest officially kicked off.

Chapter 93 The charm of Minglei Warrior Ghost is like a storm, and a special performance by trainee braves

Maybe I should empower Bill and Lance to start a fight club where mushrooms have memberships. ——"Ankaye's Chat Notes"

"Minglei contestant wins!"

As expected, Anjaye crossed the crowds standing up and shouting in the stands, and as soon as he returned to the challenge wall, he reaped the joy of Goliath's victory from the surging emotions at the scene and the generous speeches of the commentator. information.

Through the gap between the crowds, the girl turned her eyes to the center of the arena—the opponent Goliath challenged, and the chosen scene of the arena was a hexagonal high platform with twelve stone pillars of different heights scattered around and rising slowly—the surroundings of the high platform were also The depression formed a deep circular channel, which was filled with turbulent water and formed an artificial river around the high platform.

The group of crocodiles who were originally imprisoned in the water prison of the arena jumped into the river along the opened gate, and huge and hideous shadows swam around the high platform shaking their heads and tails.

"Her opponent, 'Bonebreaker' Arudo, regrettably lost his life."

"Is this the power of Gott warriors!"

"The ranger who cut off the legs of twelve horses with a super-high-speed continuous slash did not survive five rounds under her hands!"

The narrator recounted passionately.

"Did everyone see clearly!"

"Arudo's two large sawtooth swords were only scratched by Miss Minglei's ax in the frontal fight, and one was broken first. He quickly retreated, relying on the speed of disappearing, trying to launch the guerrilla warfare he is good at, but I didn't expect the challenger to be faster than him!"

"Miss Minglei put down her giant axe and jumped to the top of the tallest stone pillar! She fell from the sky, caught up with the opponent who kept jumping between the stone pillars, and forced the opponent to the ground. weapons, dismember him!"

"The speed that shines like thunder, and the power that is as brutal as a dragon, make people desperate! I can't parry it at all! Is she a ghost on the battlefield?"

Goliath pulled out the sawtooth sword stuck on the corpse, then turned to face the challenge wall where Anjaye was, and raised the long sword high in the posture of throwing a spear.

Just when the audience exclaimed, not knowing what she was going to do, the barbarian ran up quickly, blinked and shot a cold light, and flew over thousands of steps, flying over the heads of the crowd!

"She threw the bone saw blade of 'Bonebreaker'!"

The narrator exclaimed, and took out a telescope tube from his robe and put it on his right eye.

At the end of the trajectory where the sword flashed away, An Jiaye turned his head to look not far away, the blade of the sword that was pierced into the high wall crazily buzzing and vibrating - the blood-stained sawtooth sharp blade was nailed to the pictorial, Dye the head of another gloomy and bloodthirsty long-haired man red.

"Unbelievable, the sword thrown by Miss Minglei was nailed to the Warriors Challenge Wall!"

The narrator immediately understood the intention declared by Goliath's actions.

"The sword is stuck in a pictorial, and she is sending out an invitation to challenge!"

The narrator wiped his bald head with excitement, looked around the audience and roared.

"—she wants two consecutive battles!"

"There is a response from the stands!"

"The opponent she chose is the 'Magic Spider Sword' Cabal! The famous butcher of the 'Twilight Mountains', a swordsman with the blood of Midnight Demon, he is also present today!"

When the sluggish audience in the stands realized that the performance was not over yet, and that they were about to usher in a more exciting repertoire—surprised hissing and cheering one after another, all of a sudden gathered in the sky above the arena to form a storm that shook the sky.

"Come again! Come again! Come again!"

The instinct that was stimulated by the killing, eager for more blood feasts to vent!

The challenge that Gloria launched under the watchful eyes of everyone was quickly responded.

"Cabal has accepted the challenge! He currently has 4 sword chapters and is the most popular player after the champion Mountbatten!"

"He is clearly qualified to refuse, but he still bravely chose to face off. He deserves to be a man with the blood of night devil!"

An Jiaye also noticed a slender figure with a strange appearance, like a lithe and swift spider, stomping on the surging heads of the audience, and suddenly rushed to the edge of the stands.

Then this opponent who was picked by Gloria flew directly from the towering stands!

It's not flying——Anjaye used his magic eyes and clearly saw the two slender rapiers he projected, inserted them on the stone pillars of the arena, and pulled the thin rope like a spider's silk, leading the flying demon The spider slid directly onto the high platform surrounded by crocodiles.

The girl just pouted her lips, sending a silent condolence to the warrior in advance.

Rushing to die so quickly saved them a lot of time.

"Here it is, Kabal player's volley jump! He stepped onto the battlefield without hesitation."

"As soon as the Demon Spider Sword fell to the ground, it launched a fierce offensive."

"There are not only two swords on his body, but also two pairs of puppet prosthetics produced by the alchemy workshop in Twilight City. The sharp and sharp blades of the prosthetic limbs are like spider legs that are slid fast. The six swords come out alternately, forming A sword net that cannot be splashed by water! So far, no one has been able to parry his attack in a sword duel!"

"Unbelievable! This round of Phantom Spider Sword Dance was completely blocked by Minglei's giant axe, and the penetrating grudge attached to each sword punched holes in the nearby stone pillar floor, but it fell on Miss Minglei. On the blade of the axe, there are only electric sparks splashing without any damage, this must be a precious magic weapon that can also be used as a strong shield!"

"Contestant Minglei fought back! She spun and swung her axe, and with one blow of the axe, it was like a vast gust of wind, blowing through the cobwebs intertwined with the sword blades!"

"After Kabal's attack was blocked, he jumped onto the stone pillar decisively, and set up a steel wire blade net around Minglei!"

"What a ruthless hunter—the opponents who fell into his blade web in the past are like birds and insects caught in a spider's web. The more they struggle, the more they are covered with bruises. The sharp steel wire can restrict the opponent's movement, and he has to face him every time he strikes. .Let's see how Minglei will react!"

"Stupid." Anjaye responded with intellectual contempt to the spider swordsmen who were spinning webs on the entire high platform.

The next moment, Goliath just sneered at the gaudy enemies who were rushing to weave their nets between the stone pillars, and vigorously raised the lightning-ridden dragon hunting axe, slashing out streaks of lightning that shattered the space, and slashed at the densely covered steel wires. The net is thrown.

The high-voltage lightning, which is powerful enough to gasify flesh and blood, spread along the steel wire, and instantly swept across the high platform with an arc storm of ejection and splashing—turning the death arena into a cage full of thunder and lightning!

And the devil spider swordsman in the thunder and lightning cage, who was originally running and flying on the spider web, was instantly shocked by the electric shock.

Gloria's lore attack was not over yet, she spun the Dragon Hunting Ax high, and the hurricane formed by the purple thunder fighting spirit surrounded her body, and even the solid cloak on her body was blown away.

Then she slammed down the huge ax towards the ground, and the ax blade cut down a ground-cracking cut across the high platform. Stone pillars, steel wire mesh and other obstacles that blocked the way collapsed and shattered under the lightning of the ax blade, and even extended into the artificial river, setting off a monstrous giant wave. The waves and scorching steam stunned several crocodiles.

With the help of the earth-shattering momentum of the axe, Anjaye's magic eye caught Goliath's casual roar, and directed all the arcs on the cage surrounded by Wan Lei to the opponent who was dodging urgently.

This guy still knows how to hide the identity of the dragonborn.

Anjaye sighed helplessly because of the barbarian's bad habit of being pushy.

"What kind of combat technique is this!" the commentator said crazily, "Ms. Minglei just chopped an axe, jumped into the air to avoid the magic spider sword of the electric prison, and was struck by lightning!"

"Ah, Cabal's protective fighting spirit was defeated, he was thrown from the steel wire net, oh my god, the leaping Minglei contestant kicked him into the water, our 'Twilight Mountain Butcher' will It will not become the breakfast of the sawtooth crocodile!"

Where the "Magic Spider Sword" fell into the water, there were turbulent water waves and bloody sprays, and he was caught by two swamp crocodiles. He was torn and bitten by a huge force, and he seemed to be facing the fate of being torn apart.

However, this spider, which was electrocuted, survived by breaking its arms. After struggling to solve the two crocodiles that preyed on it, it managed to get rid of the fate of being torn to pieces by the group of crocodiles, and climbed to the shore dying.

"Contestant Cabal showed his tenacious tenacity to survive, and survived! It's just that he lost a few expensive spider arms! Look at that horrible right hand! I'm afraid he will have to install a new alchemy prosthesis when he goes back! "

"Miss Minglei has completed the second consecutive battle!"

"Twelve years ago, our Frontier United Army defeated the Gort warriors on the battlefield with difficulty, and now we are going to face the storm from Mount Rexxar in the arena?"

The narrator deliberately asked questions loudly around the arena.

"Who will stop her?"

The audience roared with enthusiasm and responded immediately.

"Mountbatten!"

"Mountbatten! Mountbatten!"

Anjaye glanced at the passionate crowd all around - she knew that the actors arranged in the audience in "The Treasure Chest" had begun to play.

In this contest, Goliath and the "Treasure Chest Jin Qi" colluded and performed according to his arrangement, controlling the rhythm of the victory and defeat. Presumably, they have already made a lot of money.

"Flesh Crusher 'Mountbatten', if he huddles in his mother's arms and dares not challenge me, I will come to the door and bring his head back!" Gloria raised the dragon hunting ax with one hand, and uttered nonsense to the audience.

"Miss Minglei made a bold statement!" The commentator also cheered at the right time, "This will definitely be the most exciting collision in the history of Shuangchenggang fighting skills! Everyone can't wait for this competition to come!"

Anjaye hugged the disdainful Mowrsa into his arms, and sighed helplessly.

Gloria, this extravagant guy.

With superhuman violence aesthetics in exchange for thunderous applause, the evil dragon put away her minions and returned to Anjaye.

Under Miss "Ming Lei"'s pictorial, two sword chapters were stamped at once, and the task was only one battle away.

After halftime.

After cleaning up the messy battle traces on the field, it was the first battle in the cage of the white-haired boy, Ryan Osborne, whom Anjaye also valued.

"He's going to play." Goliath and Anjaye stood side by side, and the crowded crowd around them were all driven away by their terrifying aura, leaving a circle of open space.

The female warrior, who hadn't wiped off the blood on her face, unconsciously squeezed out a sneer and said, "Let me appreciate it, what kind of beast is this?"

"Focused Light" Van Dominik, once again returned to his high platform of commentary.

"We have a new challenger today—the so-called 'apprentice brave', the young swordsman from 'Twilight City', Ryan Osborn, with his gorgeous white hair and handsome face, on him , I seem to have seen a kind of youthful and eternal power, and I have seen the personable self many years ago."

Amidst the uproar and laughter, the narrator touched his big shiny bald head and said humorously.

"In this year's martial arts competition, we have witnessed many unknown people, throwing themselves into this magnificent melting pot of courage to fight. Most of them are buried in the cold lake, but there are also such blockbuster contestants as Miss Minglei and the Poisonous Capitol Witch. .Now let's take a look at the confident form of Ryan Osborne - are we going to have another star?"

Under the focus of the vulgar eyes of the audience, the white-haired boy quietly appeared on the stage, like a torch that is incompatible with the fog, emitting pale flashes in the dim and dim vision.

Among the whispered comments in the audience seats, cynicism and sarcasm towards the little boy came from time to time.

But there are also young girls and gorgeously dressed ladies who hold their hearts and are intoxicated by the pale charm that is not stained with dust.

The white-haired boy entered the animal cage that Anjaye had also stayed in, but the girl found that there was no monster in the cage.

But soon, Anjaye knew that he was going to face a formidable enemy when he came to Ryan.

The servants of the arena nervously opened a gate of a magnificent mechanism.