Chapter 037 Battle against Irich
"Hurry up, I can't wait." Irich laughed wildly: "I want you to see what is the real strong man, Oriental man. If I can't solve you in three minutes, even if I lose."
"Irich, you are so strong and handsome."
"Come on, Ilyich, let the Orientals know how powerful we are."
"Irich, we look forward to your performance."
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"Xiao He, if Mr. Mo loses, you really want to date the bastard Iridge." At the edge of the arena, Davis asked with a sad face,
"Of course." Xiao He smiled sharply and said, "I told you the Chinese idiom, which is called a word."
"But... I will never allow such a thing to happen." Davis said angrily, "Even if you are whitewashed, even if you quit the game, I won't allow you to date him alone."
"Hey, I love to hear that." Xiao He smiled sharply and said, "Davis, do you want to be a super master?"
"Ah...what do you mean?" Davis was stunned,
"If I were you, I would pay attention to my every move from now on." Xiao He just showed his sharp horns and said inexplicably,
"What does this mean?" Davis frowned: "You seem to have confidence in him."
"You've asked this for the second time. Look... Ilyich's level has barely reached the level of a first-class player in the middle server, but I'm a super player among super players." Xiao He said firmly with sharp corners,
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"Three minutes... Since Mr. Irich has said three minutes, I agree." I slowly pulled out the Youquan soul knife from my waist and smiled, "If I can't kill you in three minutes, even if I lose."
"Hahahaha, are you Chinese still as arrogant as in the Qing Dynasty? Hahaha, since you want to die, I will fulfill you." Irich is impatient,
"China is not as strong as you can imagine." I dragged the long knife upside down, and the lurking true air in my body was surging, and the strong black waves seemed to be rolling dark clouds. With my crazy drive, the whole arena was filled with a depressing breath.
Rod was obviously unqualified as a referee. This guy exclaimed, "My God, Mr. Mo, how can you have such a strong pressure? It's impossible, absolutely impossible."
Davis, who was watching the game, also flashed in his eyes and said in surprise, "Xiaohe, you Chinese players are really amazing. I have a hunch. Although my level is higher than Mr. Mo, I only have a 50% winning rate in the face of him."
"50%, you are so arrogant that you didn't hear what I just said." Xiao He hummed with a sharp horn, "It's not that I hit you. As for your operation level, I'm a demon, and I don't even have a winning rate of one in 100 billion."
Davis: "..."
I stimulated the momentum to the extreme, and the huge pressure enveloped the earth: "Irich, I will tell you with practical actions in today's battle that the dragon lurking in the east roars in Kyushu."
"Go to hell, big talk boy." Ilyich's moves opened and closed. As soon as the system read the second time, the tomahawk in the man's hand fiercely split the void, and a huge axe shadow fell on his head.
I sneered. The attacks of European players are very direct and there is no tricks. If you fight against an opponent who is weaker than yourself, this overwhelming momentum can indeed give people great pressure, but for me, this kind of ordinary attack is no pressure at all,
Originally, I could avoid his attack this time, but I didn't want to leave the Orientals who would only use cleverly to criticise, so I waved the long knife in my hand, and the strong knife was like a burning flame. The materialized knife pierced the sky and went up against the sky against the huge axe shadow.
"Boom."
The thunderous explosion sounded in my ear, and I was like a standing oriental giant. The indestructible blade broke the huge axe shadow, and the unparalleled air wave impacted Ilyric retreated one after another.
Under one blow, the strong and weak were judged, and a tsunami-like exclamation broke out around:
"Oh, my God, that Oriental man is not inferior to the barbarian Ilyich in power. My eyes are dazzled."
"Wow, omnipotent Lord, what do I see? A level 226 oriental player can force the level 245 Irich back."
"It's terrible. The momentum of the oriental man is like a god, which is really fascinating."
"It seems that our understanding of Chinese people may be wrong. Although they are not very tall, they are really powerful."
"I don't think so. Ilyich underestimated the enemy."
"Yes, yes, Ilyich won't lose. That Oriental is just a fluke."
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The people watching the battle were talking about it, but Ilyich was completely furious. It is estimated that this guy has been forced to wear clothes in Europe for too long, and he was repulsed by me at once. His heart may be a little unbalanced, and the blue stone under his feet is broken. This goods are really like a human chariot, and he crushed me fiercely: "Oriental man, go to hell."
"You are not as powerful as me, and you don't have any operating skills. Do you still need to fight?" My strength has been proved. In the face of this second axe, I did not confront him. A flowing dodge operation avoided the sharpness of the axe.
"Peng."
The shadow of the axe bombarded the ground, and a gully seven or eight meters long spread out in an instant.
"What's the ability to dodge? Fight with my life and death." Irich couldn't listen at all. He held the handle of the axe in both hands and cut me on my lazy waist: "Bloody slaughter."
"Oh, the skill is quite powerful, but the speed is too slow." I smiled secretly. The level of this guy is not much stronger than that of Ximen Xiaoqing. I really don't know where the self-confidence comes from. The other party has used his skills, and naturally I will not be polite. My body in place is suddenly illusory. After activating the ghost fire, my body suddenly retreated.
"Peng."
The violent axe shadow gently cut on the illusory image. Irich's face was first happy, and then after seeing the big MISS flying in place, the guy suddenly became angry: "Oriental people, it's really too cunning to have courage at all."
"Berness is not said. Only the result can prove everything." I pulled away from me. This guy was still talking nonsense. I didn't give him a chance. As I swam, my left hand quickly condensed into a magic seal. The pure ghost true air formed a stream of air and rushed to my throat knot. My face turned red, my mouth trembled quickly, and obscure black fonts sprayed out of my mouth. , gradually formed a dark ink-like killing word in the air,
"Ghost spell, kill." The huge killing word had just taken shape, and I suddenly waved my right hand and hit Ilyich's head directly.
Battle Tip: You use the skill [Ghost Spell Kill], the current target falls into the [lost Soul] state, and the attack and defense drop by 100% for 0.5 seconds,
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"Ah, damn control skills." Iritch suddenly changes color,
"If you have time to complain, you'd better think about how to escape." After the ghost spell successfully reduced Ilyich's attributes, my rolling true qi gathered crazily on the long knife. The bulging dark air wave stimulated a few meters of sharpness, and the evil breath seemed to break through the sky.
"Dead." I didn't use the Rasha Type III. After raising the attack power to the limit, an unparalleled knife rose to the sky. The arena was full of wind and thunder, and the momentum was surging. The appalling attack power made the players in the appearance battle all gasp, and many low-level players exclaimed.
"Boom."
"758542."
"Ah."
The fierce knife slashed Ilyich's shoulder fiercely. With a sad roar, hot blood splashed out of his shoulder, and a huge damage of 750,000 points flew out of the head of the guy.
The strong pain made Ilyich's face, who was just invincible, distorted sharply, and the remaining more than 100,000 points of qi and blood looked so pitiful under the gaze of many players.
"Irich, do you still think we Chinese are sick in East Asia?" In the European server, it is obviously unwise to kill the backbone players of the gang. I didn't chase them, but asked faintly,
"Myss... Mr. Magic... Do you really only have level 226?" Rod didn't expect such a result at all. His face was full of fear and he said sincerely, "Chinese players are really too mysterious. I dare to say that even the boss of our bullfighting organization can't defeat Irich so simply."
"I haven't lost yet." Hearing Rod's words, Ilyich's face was strongly unwilling and roared, "I'm the most powerful barbarian in Europe and the most noble knight in Europe. How can I lose to the rats in the East? Go to hell."
"Mr. Ilyich, we don't have any deep hatred. We have to make it uncontrollable." After frowning and avoiding the attack of this guy, I said to Rod, "Mr. Rod, please be fair."
"Cough, dear Mr. Mo." After first peeing at my strength, Rod was much more polite to me: "The rules of the battle of honor, if one side refuses to admit defeat, you have to empty his blood."
"In this case, don't blame me for not giving face." Irich was like a mad dog. I was furious. I suddenly raised my right hand, and a violent blade rushed forward. The space of the roaring energy impact trembled slightly.
"Boom."
The knife light and the axe shadow hit together, which was not much different from the first collision. I was still in place, and Ilyich took five steps back in a row. If someone said that the first time was a fluke, it would definitely shut them up this time.
The latter comes first, like a dragon,
After forcing Ilyich back again, the black light all over my body completely boiled, as if I had put a layer of black armor on me. My fighting spirit was high, my eyes were wide open, and the long knife was raised over my head. After accumulating enough energy, the terrible knife light seemed to come from the underworld hell, and the vast energy fell into the air.
"Puff."
How can Ilyich, who has just stood firm by me, resist my murderous knife? The shocking knife light broke through his layers of defense and cut off half of his head.
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