End Times Dust Light

  Dolma’s affairs will be concealed sooner or later, it is better to earn a little bonus before the opponent pays attention to it. Yani will lose the first game completely lightly, and the second game may not be necessary.

  Although Dolma won the first round, but the next opponent will get stronger and stronger, Dolma wants to win again, in addition to strength, it also needs luck. Since someone took the initiative to send the horse to the door, why not this kind of unprofitable business?

   "Lu! You approve of another match between me and Yani. If I lose, I will lose the qualification to enter the next match?"

   "Bet! If you don't even have the courage to beat him head-on, will you win the second game?"

   Zhuoma scratched his head, gritted his teeth and made up his mind: "Lu! What you said makes sense, I will compete with him again, anyway, I have already made a profit."

Zhuo Ma is really famous. It can be seen from more and more onlookers that he has become a dark horse. No matter whether he can win the final victory or not, his destiny is already due to his identity as a capable person. The change happened quietly.

  The casino began to place bets again, but this time Zhuoma's odds became 1 to 2, and Zhuoma was still not optimistic.

  Lu Ziming still bet that Zhuoma can win. There is no reason. It does not mean that Zhuoma will win. It is the best to win, not to win, and he is not considered to be a loser. He is a poor and a loser. Are you afraid of losing?

   Yani played again with arrogance and unwillingness, but also more cautious. His first failure did have his negligence, but it also made him realize that Zhuoma was not a good opponent to deal with.

Compared with the nervousness of the first time, Zhuo Ma has more confidence in the second time. No matter what, he has worked hard and there is no opportunism on the battlefield. This is why Lu Ziming agreed to let Zhuo Ma try another game. .

   "Boy, let the uncle call you a mother this time."

   "Come on! The mouth is never hard with a fist, you can come and try." Zhuoma grabbed the wooden sword and circled Yani, not ready to fight Yani at close range.

  Different from killing the Minotaur, people know more about trade-offs and strategies. The more Dolma dared not get close to Yani, Yani relied on his strength to push Zhuoma step by step into the sidelines.

"Look at what tricks you have this time!" Yani suddenly jumped up and slammed Zhuoma's chest with his fiery fists. If he could knock Zhuoma down with a single punch, the last failure would be no more It is a shame, and the glory still belongs to Yani.

The herdsmen outside the field watched nervously as Yani pushed Zhuo Ma to the sidelines. Everyone's heart suddenly came up. The situation changed a little fast, and it was too late to think about it. Could it be that Yani made a mistake the last time, Zhuo Ma this kid seemed to have little strength, and even lost the courage to fight Yani head-on. I thought I could see a life-and-death battle, but I never thought that the battle would end lopsidedly at the beginning.

  Some people began to regret, and they became capable at a small age. This is not to say that there is no capable person smaller than Zhuo Ma, but Zhuo Ma was the youngest in this Warriors Trial.

   "I still have no combat experience. I want to fight Yani at a young age, and I can't help myself."

   "I think Zhuo Ma is courageous, dare to face a strong opponent like Yani, and won without a trace of timidity."

   "Yes, if you exercise for a few years, you can definitely become a hero on the grassland. I heard that he is still a shepherd baby. Why didn't he find it before? There is a chance to train it."

Just when the diplomatic head-to-head battle was over, the situation in the field changed. Yani approached Dolma's chest with an angry punch. Even Yani seemed to see Dolma flying upside down, but the next moment, there was nothing. Hearing the bone cracking sound of fists hitting his chest, nothing happened.

  The Dolma in front of him disappeared. At a moment when Yani was stunned, Dolma's figure appeared behind Yani.

   outside the field exclaimed and laughed: "This kid actually drilled his crotch, haha...".

  As everyone laughed wildly, Zhuo Ma flew up and kicked Yani's back heavily. The next moment it was not Zhuo Ma, but Yani who flew out of the field.

It was another unexpected ending. The laughter outside the court stopped abruptly, and she looked at Zhuoma who was standing in the court with incredible joy, "This kid won again, why use'again'? Is it because you just won a game?"

   "Dolma wins!" the referee announced loudly in the arena.

Yani, who was knocked out of the field again, jumped up from the ground, cursing in his mouth, and the green veins on his body swelled up like a wounded bull. Before everyone noticed, he had rushed behind Zhuoma. A fierce blow at Zhuoma's back immediately knocked Zhuoma to the ground, but Yani still did not relieve his hatred, and raised his fist again and slammed Zhuoma's cheek.

   "Stop it!"

"do not want!"

   "Hurry up and stop him!"

  At this moment, a gust of wind blew off the court and a red shadow appeared in front of Yani.

  I don’t know how many people closed their eyes and prayed silently for Zhuoma. If Yani hit Zhuoma’s face with this punch, even if Zhuoma was immortal, he would be crippled, but it was too late to stop him.

Yani’s punch was full of hatred. It was this kid who broke his dream of a warrior. It was this kid who made him unable to lift his head in front of everyone. It was him... If you must describe Yani’s mood, That is endless death.

Being beaten twice in the court by a stinky kid, this can no longer be described as an insult. Only a mortal enemy will make him faceless, without having to think about it. After this game, Yani will completely lose his head in front of the tribe. The rest of the days will be spent in humiliation and darkness, it would be better to kill him now.

  Yani crushed steel teeth, his eyes were angry, and the muscles on his body were bulging like steel, and the huge explosive force would destroy everything. Breaking the wind's fist fell like a thunder, and hit the grass hard, even the grass trembled slightly.

   "Where are people?"

   "Why is there no one?"

   Yani raised her head in shock, and appeared in front of him in a red dress, her delicate face with anger, "Who are you, why are you stopping me, go to death!"

   Yani, who has been dazzled by shame and anger, is like an angry bull who does not shrink back, swinging his fist and rushing towards the woman in red. No one can stop herself from killing Dolma, not even a woman.

   "Yani, stop, don't be stupid..." Even Yani's companion couldn't stand it anymore, so he rushed up and hugged Yani tightly.

   "Let go of me, I want to kill this wild species."

   "Yani, if you do this, it will kill the people of the tribe, so you should be sober."

  "……"

   "Shame! This kind of person is also worthy of being a warrior on the prairie, why let this kind of person participate in the competition."

  "This is the man from the camp, get out, disqualify him from participating in the game, he is not worthy to be a prairie warrior", all kinds of cynicism came to his face.