Gamers Are Fierce

Zheng Zheng Zheng -

The sound of sharp objects colliding between gold and iron was heard constantly from the arena. Players with less eyesight could not even see what was happening on the stage. They could only vaguely see two blurred figures moving around, continuously stirring up rubble dust.

[Hit! 】

[CriticalHit! 】

[Hit! 】

Hitting handwriting continued to appear in the air, but even members of the Watchmen's association who stood under the stage and used a special slow-speed camera to record the footage did not know who hit whom.

Li Ang glanced and said lightly, "Amboli hits six times and scores eight points. Long Xiangbao only hits three times and is about to lose."

"Ok?"

The mule frowned slightly, and as soon as he wanted to ask, he saw that the two on the stage had separated.

The female pirate Ambori fell lightly on the ground, her baroque-style gorgeous clothes had a few scratches, and her red wavy hair was partly broken.

"call..."

She held the handle of the knife in her right hand, and the tip of the knife was pestle with a gravel

Lifting his left hand, his white and slender fingers gently wiped off a smear of blood from Jiaohao's face, then reached into his mouth, closed his eyes, and tasted slowly like a red wine.

"Your blood,"

Ambori opened his eyes and raised the corners of his mouth, revealing a sickly wild smile, "Very good."

"..."

On the other side of the ring, the thin, pitch-black half-dragon man slowly stood up.

His body was covered with deep gaps, and red blood was constantly flowing out, dripping down his arms and legs to the ground, forming a pool of vague shadow-like blood.

The wound that had been stitched up was also cracked, and the pale bones could be seen through the deep wound.

It looks miserable.

At six o'clock in the audience, Xing He clenched his fists subconsciously. He had a foreboding that Long Xiangbaobian might not be the opponent's opponent, but he didn't expect it to be like this.

"Don't worry."

Xun Zi'an said calmly, "I haven't lost yet."

As if in response to Xun Zi'an's words, the half-dragon with the blood of the Shadow Dragon raised his head and looked at the female pirate with indifference.

He could feel that the venom attached to the blade was paralyzing his muscles, eroding his reason, and draining energy.

I'm afraid it won't be long before he will break and bleed due to the wound, and the system will judge him as injured again.

The opponent stood still, probably waiting for him to fall to the ground, and when Shao's stepped forward to make up his knife, he was hit by a desperate blow.

Spiritual power, 400 left...

Enough.

Long Xiangbaobian ignored the severe pain coming from his lungs, took a deep breath, and his thin chest stood tall.

After the half-dragon is transformed into a four-fingered palm, it is lifted up and close together to make a posture of lifting an object,

A cloud of misty shadows swirling rapidly in the palm of his hand.

shadow,

The shadows of all objects on the ring, including the shadow of Ambo, are separated from their original host.

Flew to the half-human shadow dragon like a streamer, flowing into his palm.

"Ok?"

Wang Hu in the audience squinted his eyes suddenly, "This move..."

"not good!"

Perch's face changed suddenly, and he stood up subconsciously.

Ambori on the ring also felt the same, her face shrank, and the Tide Envoy's scimitar picked up a piece of gravel on the ground, slashed it from bottom to top, and slashed it from the bottom to the top, using the splash skill to cause indiscriminate damage to the front cone.

At the same time, the phantom of a giant ship appeared behind her.

It is a sailboat that is difficult to describe in words,

Its keel is not a giant wood, but the skeleton of a giant's upper body-the skull of the skeleton is raised high, as the bow, and the huge arms and arm bones are turned backwards as the hull of the ship.

The six-sided sail of a ship is the wing membrane of a certain flying creature.

The entire sailboat can be divided into four layers, all composed of wood, rusty gears, connecting rods, pistons, crankshafts, and biological bones. Compared with a dead ship, it is more like a living creature.

Between the layers of the sailing ship, there are a large number of artillery barrels, densely packed, hidden behind the shooting holes.

There are not only primitive smoothbore guns, but also more advanced rifled mortars, even modern tank main guns, and near-future electromagnetic coil railguns.

The crews who control these artillery are also strange.

From a half-orc in a cast iron armor to a slender high elves with blond hair and blue eyes,

From ordinary human pirates with crude muskets to spirit sucker wizards in gorgeous robes floating in the air.

The only thing in common is the expressions of these "crew".

Fanatic, enthusiastic, and bloodthirsty.

Just like the master who called them.

The moment the phantom of the giant bone sailing ship appeared behind Ambori, the air in the ring seemed to be stagnant.

Xing Heshou and Xun Zi'an in the auditorium watched Amboli raise the blade of the Tide Messenger, about to chop downward, and the huge ship behind him was also ready to go, about to run over.

In the next second, Long Xiangbao suddenly fell to the ground, and the shadow sphere brewing in his hand disappeared.

【! 】

The system prompts the sound to be heard all over the stadium, and Ambori raised his eyebrows in a little surprise, and with a flick of the blade, the phantom of the bone sailing ship disappeared.

The poisonous attack, before the skill officially takes effect, do you lose consciousness...

Ambori smacked his mouth, inserted the Tide Messenger back into the scabbard with a sense of interest, kicked his toes on the ground, and jumped off the ring.

The single-element, limited-area arena really can't let the shadow dragon bloodline exert its full strength. If it is changed to other occasions, she may be forced to play more cards...

Ambori thought lazily, waved and dismissed the off-field medical team organized by the Global Occult Alliance (paid to help the players urgently treat them in case of death), turned his head and looked at the Long Xiangbaobian side.

Sitting in the front rows of the auditorium, the staff of the Special Affairs Bureau, who had been ready for a long time, had already ran into the arena and carried the Long Xiangbao into the medical cabin.

The overall shape of the medical cabin is elliptical, and the surface is covered with transparent arc-shaped plastic, and a vector nozzle is installed below it, which can push the medical cabin over the terrain.

Through the transparent plastic, you can see the green light curtain lit up in the medical cabin, completely scanning the body of a dragon and leopard.

Then a large number of mechanical arms are automatically ejected from the inner wall, holding surgical tools of different shapes, suture the wound, extract venom, and spray hemostatic gel.

Automated, efficient, convenient and intelligent.

It is the design style of this medical cabin that seems to be a problem, how to look at it, how to look like a coffin that pretends to be dead...the kind of sliding lid.

Ambori shook his head, not caring about this medical cabin trial machine that represents the future trend of surgical operations, and walked straight to his companion in the auditorium at six o'clock.

Before she was about to leave the field, a flash of blood flashed all over her inexplicably.

The three tiny scars on the arm left by the dragon's claws healed instantly,

The fragmented shadow concealed in the wound also made a "click" sound, which evaporated.

ended...

Li Ang took a mouthful of ice-cola and squinted slightly.

Since the sky arena forbids the flow of energy inside and outside the ring, he can't feel the pressure of the bone sailboat summoned by Ambori.

But looking at the ring abruptly cut off by a half...that ship may not be easy.

"Very strong, these two people."

Li Ang sighed with regret.

Taking the battle between Longxiangbaobian and Ambori as an example, the other rounds of competitions were slightly inferior.

The beautiful lady in Hanfu named Litang Jianxue used a light fan to summon a tornado and blow her opponent out of the field.

A social animal employee dressed up ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ holds a short iron club in his hand, and is inextricably beaten with the sword of the sword king court with the spear of the long sword. , There is no point drifting out.

The two of the Foehn Wind Guild used a few more symbolic moves, and they won two of three rounds by guessing the box, and the outcome was decided.

And the battle on the fifth ring... the tauren warrior was severely suppressed at first, but the more frustrated he became, the more braver he was, the heavier his injuries, the more violent he became.

Finally, with a heavy blow, the opponent was blasted out of the ring.

After watching several games, Li Ang's ice-cola has also bottomed out.

He stood up, patted his palms, and said with a smile in the mule's puzzled gaze: "It's boring to watch, I'll sign up and play a game, and I'll come."

[Participants who receive the system prompt, please come to their ring to gather]

The deep and rough electronic sound of the system resounded in the building again.

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