Cataclysmic Transformation

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A trace of soul power overflowed wildly, floating around in the air, and the soul flying across the face with a cry of sorrow. txt ebook download **

Ron took a deep breath, and the familiar power delighted him both physically and mentally.

Like a group of sharks smelling the smell of blood, those scattered luàn soul powers began to gather towards Ron's body.

Ron opened his eyes in amazement. "What's the matter?"

Despite the consternation, Ron did not stop the actions of those soul forces, and at this time, the pervasive soul forces began to infiltrate into Ron's soul.

Once the powerful soul power poured in, Ron's body seemed to be gently touched by a gentle wind, and there was no comfort in his body.

"Like ... like my soul power is recovering quickly ..."

The soul power continued to increase, and Ron was even more surprised. At this moment, he opened his arms and greeted the baptism of this soul power.

Ron closed his eyes comfortably, and the wounded soul frantically absorbed this power, and at the same time, Ron's soul gradually became clear ...

...

On the outskirts of Zuma city, the Four Corners Castle.

"Master Dutan, are you looking for me?"

Quietly in front of Dutan, his face faintly. Since Dutan talked to him last time, he has no sense of Dutan and came to the Four Corners Castle again, just for his respect.

Dutan sat in a large chair, shaking the goblet in his hand, sipped the glass of red wine, and glanced one at a time, laughing, "The latest news came from the thorn huā tribe, the fourth group of the group came out After Ron came down from the field, he still didn't wake up until now, and couldn't find out the reason. Oh, I guess he can't participate in the chou signing ceremony tomorrow ... "

If chou fails to sign, it means abstaining, even if he does not abstain, it is impossible for Iron to fight in the state of milo.

Dutan's face was full of smiles, "I didn't expect him to do this, and my arrangements were also in vain. I knew it was like this, it would be better to arrange you and him in a group, then you wouldn't Overcome the battle ... "

Slowly raised his head, his face calm, "Master Dutan, in fact, you don't have to do this at all. I am not a person who won the game by false means ..."

"Oh?" Du Tan got up, chasing with a hint of playfulness, and smiled, "When it comes to his true strength, do you think you are sure to deal with him?"

"No!" Chan said very simply, with a trace of firmness in his eyes, "but I think I can fight him with my strength ..."

"Fight against him?"

Dutan frowned. He didn't like this kind of risky gambling. When he came, the process and result of the game must be firmly in his hands.

"No need!" Du Tan's face sank, with a trace of unpleasant god, "I will never allow a slight error during the game, and your opponent has been determined. With your strength, It should be easy to access, you do n’t have to control anything, just do your own thing. "

"Master Dutan ..."

He raised his head one after another, and there was strong anger on his face. He clenched his fists and shivered all over. He moved his mouth, thinking, and swallowed again at his mouth.

No one wants his fate to be arranged and controlled by cào, and one by one is no exception. Although he obeyed the meaning of Prince Dutan, he was extremely unwilling.

Is there any way? He was just an ordinary orc warrior, although he was appreciated by Sarah Méng, but it did not mean that he was able to resist the orders of Prince Dutan.

...

Early the next morning, the Big Gladiator was as lively as usual, and the audience entered the hall one after another. Their eyes were filled with excited gods. Starting today, the Shaoqiang Competition entered the most vigorous and the most ---- The quarterfinals.

After many rounds of selection, the rest are all powerful British soldiers. Their decisive battle will attract the attention of thousands of people.

An orc audience said with excitement, "Oh, finally entered the quarter-finals, I have waited for this day!"

Another orc spectator said with emotion, "Yeah, such a game of young heroes will be held once every four years, and the next time will have to wait for four years, if more than once a year!"

"Now it is the most powerful part. I am looking forward to the performance of Jing Cai of the human son named Ron!"

An orc spectator next to him said.

The spectators sat down in their seats. After a while, the entire big arena was filled with empty seats, and everyone looked forward to the quarter-finals.

In the big box in the middle of the big arena.

Sarah Méng looked up and smiled, "It's almost there!"

"and many more……"

Du Tan also smiled, "Brother, this time I will preside over the choo signing ceremony of the quarterfinals?"

"You?" Saraméng's eyes widened and he looked up and down.

Dutan said calmly, "Is it possible?"

Sara méng laughed and patted his shoulder and said, "Well, Dutan, you will preside over this time! Who made you my brother ..."

There was a smile on Dutan's face.

In the field in the middle of the big arena, all the contestants are ready. They are in a row in a row, and they all coincide with each other. Everyone's face is full of confidence. They look at the surrounding opponents with hostile eyes. Them.

All Warcraft are transformed into human form, but they still inevitably maintain some of the characteristics of Warcraft, and their momentum is also randomly distributed.

Only one of the contestants was particularly prominent, and he also received the most cheers.

This man is chasing, he is the only orc in the quarterfinals.

"Come on ... chase ..."

"Bash them all down, the victory belongs to the orcs ..."

"For the tribe ..."

Almost all the audience screamed loudly and exhaustively, and many nvxing orcs also shouted the name of the chase loudly, their eyes full of fanaticism.

There were only seven people who signed the choo in the quarter-finals. To be exact, it was six-headed Warcraft plus one orc. The absent person was Ron.

The chasing **** is full of calm. Although he hasn't started the game yet, he has adjusted himself to his best.

Prince Dutan walked to the center of the choo signing ceremony platform under the eyes of all eyes. It was fixed. His eyes slowly glanced at the crowd. Sure enough, the human did not appear at the choo signing site.

"Yes, in this case, one by one competitor is missing ..."

Du Tan thought, with a smile on his face, he gave everyone a glance, coughed, and said loudly, "Dear players of the quarterfinals, I will preside over the chou signing ceremony today ..."

"I believe everyone knows that we have entered the quarterfinals. We are about to play four one-on-one matches. Four of you will be selected to enter the final ..."

He smiled, "But today, there are only seven players in the quarter-finals, which shows that one player has already announced an automatic waiver, that is, in the later chou signing ceremony, a lucky player will automatically advance ... "

"and many more……"

Just as Du Tan was surging, a voice interrupted him, only to see Moran walking quickly. Today she was wearing a broken huā long dress, which was extremely eye-catching.

She walked quickly to Dutan.

Du Tan frowned slightly and smiled, "Oh, isn't this the elder sister Moran who stabbed the huā tribe? Is there anything?"

"Prince Dutan ..." Moran performed a standard orc salute and said calmly, "Ron, one of the quarter-finals, was a warrior sent by my tribe huā tribe. He was absent from the chou signing ceremony today due to physical discomfort. He entrusted me to sign for chou on his behalf! "

Although he had agreed that Basara would not let Ron fight again, Moran knew that the Ron had not made this decision, but if he abstained, there would be no choice.

Moran thought, she should fight for it, at least chou signed, then Ron decides whether to fight.

Of course, all this will wait for Ron to wake up.

Dutan's smile became stiff, he hesitated and smiled, "Sister Moran, I'm sorry, I can't promise you ..."

"What?" Moran's face was shocked. The answer was completely unexpected. She never expected that Prince Dutan would actually refuse her request.

"Sorry, Moran, who made the soldiers you sent out not orcs?"

Du Tan sighed in his heart @ 黄 小说 /class12/1.html and thought, he smiled, "Sorry, Sister Moran, this time the choo signing ceremony must be in person to be effective. Now the player is absent. , So, I can't promise your request ... "

Moran's face turned from surprise to anger. She cried out loudly, "Why? Who stipulates that you can't sign on behalf of chou? Dutan, I don't have such a rule in the Shaoqiang competition ..."

Moran moved, and even Dutan called his name.

"Yes, Sister Moran, you are right, there is not such a rule in the Shaoqiang tournament, so I ruled that the act of signing on behalf of Chou did not meet the rules ..." Du Tan still smiled and turned Moran one. Army, this guy is obviously stealing the concept.

"You—" Moran was so angry that she clenched her fists, her expression full of emotion, and she thought Dutan would at least sell her a face. Unfortunately, she was wrong.

Moran's behavior naturally fell into the eyes of everyone in the Big Colosseum, and the audience began to talk about it.

In the same way, the people in the central box came to this scene.

Lijia smiled slightly and gave Sara méng a meaningful look, "Hehe, it's not easy to come to Dutan ..."

Upon seeing this, Sara méng only had a wry smile. He regretted that Dutan had presided over the chou signing ceremony ...

...

I do n’t know how much, Ron ’s act of absorbing the soul power finally stopped. Due to the supplement of a lot of soul power, his soul returned to its best state.

Consciousness returned, and Ron opened his eyes faintly.

I saw the sun shining into the room, making the room very bright.

He looked around for a while, and beside him, he found a sleeping Basara. At the moment, she was lying beside her chuáng, her long golden hair spread out at random, like a sleeping beauty.

"This nizi ..." Ron smiled, his heart filled with tenderness.

"Oops ..." Suddenly, he slapped his head, "I'm going to participate in the quarterfinals. Today is the day of the quarterfinals ..."

After a while, Ron's eyes appeared a little anxious, "Hope can't catch up ..."

Bowing his head, he glanced at the sleeping Basara. Ron couldn't bear to disturb her sleep and could only come down gently.

Despite Ron's light movements, Basara was still awakened, and she mimi opened her eyes vaguely, facing Ron, with an incredible **** in her eyes, and immediately became ecstatic.

"Ron, you woke up—"