Super Treasure Hunter

And the pale youth stood still, his smile on his face getting more and more weird, "Boy, since you don't listen to my advice, don't blame me."

When the pale youth fell behind in his voice, he saw a gray mist spreading from his body, covering all of his body. The gray mist covered a distance of about 10 centimeters around his body.

Seeing this scene, Wei Liang's face outside the ring changed drastically, "Brother Zhou, be careful not to touch him!"

The faces of a few people who were watching the battle also showed horror and disbelief.

The staff in the ring were also surprised, muttering to themselves: "I didn't expect a virus genius to appear on the ring in my charge."

"It seems that the competition in this session of the Dark Eagle will be quite fierce, and he should be qualified to challenge those 10 people." As he said, the staff turned their heads and looked at the 10 tall arenas in the distance.

At this time, Zhou Zhong had already punched the pale man in the chest. When Zhou Zhong's fist touched the gray mist, he felt a sharp pain in his heart.

In the middle of the week, he quickly withdrew his hand and saw that his fist had begun to rot at a speed visible to the naked eye.

what happened? Zhou Zhong suddenly raised his eyebrows, you know, his physical strength is very high now, even bullets can't harm his skin.

And now he just touched the gray mist, corroding his fist like this, what the **** is the gray mist?

Seeing Zhou Zhong's surprised expression, the pale man suddenly laughed triumphantly, "Now you know how good I am?"

"But it's also your honour for you to be defeated under my hands. I want to be the champion of the Dark Eagle in Optics Valley."

Wei Liang anxiously shouted to Zhou Zhong outside the ring: "Brother Zhou, he is a rare virus constitution, his talent is a virus, and the gray mist around his body is a kind of virus."

"Whenever you touch it, no matter what kind of talent, ability and cultivation level you are, you will be infected by the virus. Viral talent is very rare. Anyone encountering them will have a very headache!"

After hearing what Wei Liang said, Zhou Zhong had a certain understanding of his opponent.

The pale-faced man became even more proud for a while, "Your friend seems to be somewhat knowledgeable. If I were you, I would run away immediately instead of continuing to fight with me. If you continue to fight, you will have a dead end."

"Look at your fist, the virus will not be eliminated. It will rot your fist bit by bit, then your arm, your body, your internal organs, and in the end your whole person will rot."

"Is this virus as powerful as you said?" Zhou Zhong sneered and raised his fist, seeing that his fist, which was corroded by the virus, was no longer corroding at this time.

what? How can this be? The pale-faced man saw that his face changed drastically afterwards, and his face was inconceivable.

You know, his virus is very powerful, even if a master who is stronger than him gets his virus, he will be rotted to death.

"Your virus won't cause much harm to me. How much do you think you can take on my attack on you?" After the middle of the week, the whole person rushed towards the pale man again like lightning. go with.

At the same time, raising his right arm, the sharp white bones at his right elbow pierced through the skin, and pierced into the shoulders of the pale man like a sharp dagger in the air.

A scream of screams resounded throughout the audience, and blood continued to soar from the wound.

"Give up, or the next time I will stab your heart." Zhou Zhong stood in front of the pale man, his sharp bones aimed at the pale man's heart.

The pale man was full of shock, fear, and disbelief. He never thought that he would lose to Zhou Zhong so easily.

This time he came to participate in the Dark Eagle can be said to be full of confidence, his goal is to champion.

People were immersed for a few seconds, and then some people applauded. The counterattack in midweek was really wonderful, and many people didn't even see the action in midweek.

"I give up." The pale man made this decision with trembling lips, then turned around, clutching the wound on his shoulder and left.

"Did I win?" Midweek turned his head to look at the staff on the sidelines.

At this time, the staff was already dumbfounded, and he did not expect that the virus physique he had high hopes would be lost to Zhou Zhong.

It wasn't until the middle of the week that the staff asked again and again, and the staff nodded and said: "This competition won in the middle of the week."

"I'm going, cool, so cool, Brother Zhou, I didn't expect you to be so powerful!" Wei Liang, the fat man outside the ring, was so excited, he was about to rush into the ring and give him a big hug with Zhou Zhong.

But in the middle of the week, he immediately raised his hand to stop him, "Wei Liang, don't come in, my game is not over yet."

Wei Liang had already come to the edge of the ring. He was only willing to stop after Zhou Zhong called such a call. He asked with a dazed expression: "Brother Zhou, what are you going to do? You won't really want to stay in the ring, right? "

Nodding in the middle of the week, he looked at his staff again and asked: "Can I continue to play the next game?"

"You want to play the next game? Don't you go to rest?" the staff asked midweek with a puzzled face.

President Zhou nodded, "Yes, I don't take a break, so I will play the next game now. You will arrange the next opponent for me."

The staff was completely dumbfounded. He has never encountered such a situation.

The Dark Eagle game is extremely important to all young people in the dark space. They will go all out to show their best state in the face of every game.

Therefore, every time they finish a game, they have to go down and take a good rest for a while, and they will not go to the next game until they have enough energy. But now they have just finished a game in the middle of the week, and they immediately request the next one.

"Why, is there a problem? Is there a rule that I can't compete in the ring continuously?" asked the staff in midweek, still a little nervous.

If there are rules and regulations that cannot be played in the ring continuously, he has to go back and waste 4 days to finish these 10 games.

The staff shook his head and said: "There are no rules in this area. If you want to continue playing the next game, you can do it now."

"Okay, please arrange for my next opponent."

The staff nodded and called the next opponent to the ring.

But after the panic just now, he has calmed down. He won very easily just now in the middle of the week. There shouldn't be any injuries. It seems that one more game is fine.