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After Olaf landed, he waited for half a minute and did not wait for the next competitor.

This is also normal, not to mention that after Jax proofreading, no one present dared to underestimate the two of them.

Just say who will play?

Thor lost, and he lost so badly, and now it doesn't belong to the normal arena environment, Odin watched from the stands.

If this is the end, if you win, it will be more uncomfortable than losing. Where will the winner put Thor?

If it loses, it will be a lot of trouble. Asgard will lose face in two games and two defeats.

Asgard is indeed martial, but not all fools, which led to the situation where Olaf stood alone in the middle of the arena.

Looking around at the audience in Asgard, Olaf didn't know what to say.

He wasn't disappointed that he might not be able to loosen his muscles, but he was thinking that if there was no opponent, wouldn't the doubled loan promised by Odin be gone, which was not a small loss.

In the passageway of the arena, Schiff hurried over to sort out the equipment on her body. She had just been brought here by Vostagra.

Vostagg pondered, in this case, only Schiff is more suitable for the battle.

First of all, Schiff is currently the strongest fighter among Asgard's peers, even if Thor is included, Thor can suppress Schiff every time because of Thor's Hammer in his hand.

In addition, Schiff is also the future queen in everyone's eyes, so even if he wins, he can avoid the consequences of winning. Although it will make Thor lose some face, as long as he gets married in the future, this face will come back.

This idea is good, and it is also a relatively good choice at present.

However, another excited God who couldn't be more excited in the arena will not let Vostagg and the others get their wish.

Huh~ This is an opportunity to overtake on a curve. As long as I grasp it and earn back the face Thor lost, then my chances of ascending to the throne will be even greater.

Loki kept pumping himself up, and he temporarily put the possibility of losing out of his mind.

Olaf put the ax back behind his back with some regret, and walked slowly towards the sidelines, his expectant eyes swept over the stands and other passages, hoping that someone would come out in time at the end.

Under the stands, Heimdall silently picked up the rainbow sword and tidied up the golden armor.

He is ready to play and take the blame.

Asgard absolutely can't play alone, Asgard is in an embarrassing situation now, one choice is worse than one choice.

However, he is an old guard of Asgard with senior qualifications, and he is also an elder of Thor. How can I say that he ended up better than ordinary Asgard fighters.

Just as Schiff and Heimdall were about to go on stage, a person stepped out of each aisle.

"Asgard, god of trickery, Loki."

Countless Loki's phantoms spoke at the same time, their voices resonating and buzzing, this is the way Loki came up with.

Loki thought that Olaf's weapon was a bit similar to Thor, and he was probably another guy with muscles in his head like Thor. The way to deal with Thor should be the right way to deal with Olaf.

Olaf stared at one of the phantoms, and slowly opened his mouth in a big grin.

Loki somehow felt something was wrong, why did this person see his real body at a glance?

No no no, it must be a coincidence, a coincidence.

Loki thought, he switched places with his phantom.

"Earth, Clock Tower, Berserker, Olaf."

Olaf smiled and announced his identity according to the procedure.

The competitive battle begins!

brush! Olaf waved his right hand, Loki only saw an afterimage of Olaf's hand wave, and felt a shadow whistling past his ears carrying a gust of wind.

Olaf maintained his throwing posture, a fan-shaped crumble extending directly from his feet to the edge of the arena.

And on the wall of the arena, there is a glowing red axe.

Next to the axe, Loki stood there like a wooden man, his head seemed to be rusted, and he turned around in a circle.

Seeing that there was no longer a normal wall behind him, I broke down in sweat. The building materials of the arena have been reinforced countless times, and they can be beaten like this.

If the ax were to hit him, it wouldn't be split in half. Fortunately, Olaf threw it wrong!

Olaf smiled and said nothing, the chance of him going wrong is about the same as the chance of Thor suddenly going berserk and beating up Jax.

Swipe!

With lingering fear, Loki began to change positions crazily, pulling out a circle of phantoms in the arena.

Throw against the current!

The giant ax in the wall flew back into Olaf's hand, and was thrown out together with another giant axe.

One to the left, one to the right.

The dust that was raised turned into two storms that directly enveloped Loki and his phantom.

Jax in the stands frowned, Olaf was a bit ruthless.

Stand catapult! Random teleportation!

Loki tried his best to avoid this attack.

After the double axes returned to Olaf, Loki started ahead of time, crushed by gravity, weak and weak, weakened in fighting spirit, and threw negative spells on Olaf one by one.

Then Loki pushed forward with both hands, and two icicles surged from the ground and slapped Olaf.

Ragnarok!

Odin started to call the police frantically in his mind, and Olaf below seemed to have suddenly become the natural enemy of their Asgardian protoss.

Olaf, whose body has grown by more than a circle, received the flames and lightning produced by the elemental riot, while the negative spells cast by Loki collapsed directly, leaving no trace.

Reckless swing!

Olaf jumped high, and the two axes directly slashed on the path of the ice.

The overwhelming force swept the thunder and lightning, all the way up the ice edge, everything in the middle was turned into wall powder.

And Loki, who was overwhelmed by that kind of natural enemy deterrence, could only watch helplessly as the aftermath of this force hit him.

Then hit the wall.

Olaf smashed, smashed, why is the divinity in this Loki different from that of the surrounding Asgardian protoss? Picked up child?

cough! Loki stood up unsteadily, raised his right hand, and was about to surrender. He really felt that the person in front of him was going to kill him, and the piercing sense of crisis made the back of his head ache.

But the right hand was raised halfway, and the injury on Rocky's shoulder made his hand hang down. The combination of this action is not a surrender, but a signal to continue the competition!

Olaf's eyes lit up, good guy, so let him take the initiative to attack? ! The fighting will of the Asgardians is not bad! Then he won't hold back!

Brutal strike! Reckless swing!

Axes flew in the arena, chopping Loki to the east, and then to the west before he landed.

But don't worry, Olaf's control over his own strength is still very precise, and he will definitely not be able to kill Loki, at most it will keep him from getting out of bed for ten days and a half months.

After Loki was completely unconscious, Olaf stopped his movements, and the opponent was unconscious. If the fight continued, it would not be competition, but sadism.

Olaf, who was sweating a little, returned to normal size, looked at the surrounding viewing platforms, and then scratched his hair in embarrassment.

The fight was too high just now, and the Asgardians in the stands fainted. The shock of Ragnarok was a bit too effective for these protoss.

Olaf quickly picked up Loki and jumped back to Jax.

Fortunately, the strength of the people here is not low. Odin, Fu Lijia and others are just a little uncomfortable, and they don't mean to faint.

After taking over her second son from Olaf, Fu Lijia's attitude towards them was quite bad, and she kept making a bad face.

If it wasn't for Odin not allowing her to play because her status was more than one grade lower, otherwise she would have to show these people the power of Asgard's number one magician.

In a competition, one is heavier than the other, what do you mean? !

"Today, let's stop here." Odin stood up, with a smile on his face, making it impossible to see what he was thinking.

"Prepare the container, we don't send it." Odin said coldly when passing by Jax.

Jax smiled awkwardly. At this time, don't refute such a small show of power. Sometimes a perfect victory is too hateful.

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