Chapter 57 Semi-finals (Part 1)

Ge Zheng had a negative urge to play. He felt that no matter what he did, he would eventually lose to the three "ego-talking" referees.

He vented all his anger on the royal family. In this last game, Ge Zheng unceremoniously embezzled more than forty boxes of materials.

The semi-finals started at the same time in two adjacent areas of the Fugui District. The match between Derkmont and Sassfield was in the sixth zone, and the match between the third prince was in the seventh zone. Ge Zheng stood under the ring and could vaguely hear the cheers coming from the next zone.

The third prince still chose the works with Tai Chi badge without hesitation. It was a half-section mask with profound shock, a bit like the ghost-eyed mask that elegant ladies like the most in the masquerade on earth, and could only block the eyes and half of the nose.

Ge Zheng's mask is painted with various strange patterns. It is these patterns that can cause the opponent's mental fluctuations and disorder, thereby achieving the purpose of disturbing the enemy's mind.

This kind of auxiliary prop looks like it doesn't work much, but people who have actually used it know that if it is an auxiliary prop with good attributes, it will often play a decisive role in combat.

The third prince is wearing armor, and his helmet is not all-inclusive, a bit like the helmets of ancient Chinese generals, with their faces exposed.

The third prince likes to look at his opponent's painful expression on his feet. If he wears a mask, it will make him feel that it will affect his vision and he cannot better appreciate his opponent's despair expression.

However, he would not let Ge Zheng go to his works.

He pressed the mask full of strange patterns on his face. The eyes behind the mask looked at Ge Zheng. The third prince was unsure. Ge Zheng did not refuse clearly, but when facing his invitation, his attitude was blurred and he could hide.

"Ha!" His opponent was ready to stop, and shouted loudly, rushed over with a spear. The opponent chose a cloak from Lorent, which could confuse the opponent's sight, and a 30% chance of causing the opponent to hallucinate.

Under his crotch was a seventh-level riding beast Thunder leopard, not weaker than His Highness the Third Prince. Obviously, this guy is very rich in his family, full of magical equipment, and the riding beast is also wearing armor.

The black and gray cloak is swept in the wind, and it makes people feel a visual illusion, as if thousands of troops are coming to you.

The third prince has a firm mind - cruel people are usually hard-hearted - they are not confused at all. The ring has been enlarged after the quarterfinals of 16, with a diameter of 120 meters. The third prince still has free time. The Explosive Tiger paced back and forth for two steps, and then the third prince squeezed his legs hard, the Explosive Tiger roared and jumped out of the air.

In the blink of an eye, the two sides collided with each other, and the opponent shot a shot, and the third prince seemed to have not seen it. The opponent was overjoyed. The shot was about to be solid, but suddenly felt a dizzy turn. The Explosive Tiger shrank his neck and sent his shoulders forward, hitting Lei Gongbao hard.

The body length of the Thunderbolt Leopard is similar to that of the Burning Flame Tiger, but its size is much worse. Its advantage lies in its magic. The moment it collided with the Burning Flame Tiger, it immediately released two lightning magic that had been accumulated for a long time. But unexpectedly, the Burning Flame Tiger's shoulder pads returned the two-level magic without hesitation, and also thickened an electric current.

Although the Thunder King Leopard is an electric monster, it does not mean that it is immune to all electric magic and is bombarded on the spot. The third prince had known that it was the result and he didn't have to dodge at all. Before the shot hit him, he was knocked back with the human and leopard.

The third prince raised his head suddenly, and the mask on his opponent's panic swayed. His heart was immediately in chaos. A black shadow fell from the sky and cut open his breastplate diagonally.

The third prince showed mercy, but only broke his armor and did not hurt him. This is due to his background. If he had not had a strong family as a backing, his fate would not have been better than Bill Mondo.

The "ordinary" opponent fell to the ground with a stutter, looked at the crack on his chest with lingering fear, and knelt down on one knee and said, "The third prince is invincible, I am convinced!"

Everyone thought the semi-finals were a wonderful showdown, but they didn't expect that the winner would be decided in one round. The audience was stunned, and who shouted first. Everyone cheered excitedly: "The third prince is invincible, the third prince is invincible!"

On the street not far from the ring, in an inconspicuous carriage, the eldest prince frowned. An old man next to him heard the cheers outside and smiled faintly: "Your Highness, it seems that we must do something. You can't be like this, but you can't be a mess."

Ge Zheng shook his head secretly. The third prince had nothing to do in this battle. He almost relied on his own props to win. If it weren't for the shoulder guards of the monster, the thunder leopard would have burned the flame tiger's body to black when the two beasts collided.

If it weren't for the mental shock on the mask, his opponent wouldn't be so panicked at such a critical moment.

However, Ge Zheng still has to admit that the third prince won easily in this game. In addition to his own equipment, the third prince himself also made great contributions to the natural Octavian sense of fighting. He judged the best combat plan in a very short time.

"This match..." Another old alchemist stood up slowly: "In this match, the third prince was invincible and could easily feel that he defeated his opponent, but the equipment selected by the third prince did not seem to have any effect. On the other hand, Master Lorent's works are quite powerful when charging, so we ruled that Master Lorent won this alchemy match!"

The old man added: "The third prince always chooses the most powerful prop. It is obviously to win with his own strength. With such an open and honest mind, we are so impressed by all, hahaha..." The old man was worried that he would lose every time, which would damage the face of His Highness the Third Prince, so he flattered loudly to please the third prince.

Ge Zheng couldn't help but smile bitterly: It's okay for you to collect black money, but he was even embarrassed to say that people like the third prince are open-minded and he had the urge to slap him in the face.

"Old man, will you judge? That garbage cloak can also be compared with the master-level work's spiritual shock mask?" The old alchemist just finished speaking, and a voice suddenly came to mind in the crowd. The old alchemist's face had been tempered for a long time, and he said without changing his face: "Who has different opinions?"

"We have it!" A sudden voice of objection sounded around. Ge Zheng looked over one by one, and more than a dozen people were strange faces. He couldn't help but wonder, what was going on? Could it be that Feifei was so angry that he was hiring someone to make trouble?

The old man said disdainfully: "What do you know, hum!" After that, he ignored everyone's protests and left with the other two referees, but no matter how he looked, he felt like he was running away in shame.

In the crowd, an old man walked up and asked the two people on the ring for two works to take a closer look, then returned the things to the two people, leaving without saying anything.

Ge Zheng knew that he would lose and no longer cared about these things. He hurriedly squeezed out of the crowd and rushed to watch the Dirkmont game.

Several people squeezed to Ge Zheng. When Ge Zheng saw that it was Emma and the others. He couldn't help but say happily: "Why are you here too!" Powell said with a smile: "We are here to cheer for you. I didn't expect those referees to be so dark!" The cold Saniel also said: "That mask is good. As long as you are a warrior, you can find the role of the mask in battle." Ge Zheng nodded to him. It was not easy for this cold demon warrior to say this.

After a series of fierce battles, Dirkmont was able to make full use of Anonda's demonic wolf leg. At this time, he and Anonda cooperated and rolled up a gray ice cold tornado on the ring. Sasfire's riding beast was not simple, it was a level seven fire bear. Zheng and Sasfire cooperated with him and could not set up a cylindrical fire wall around his body, resisting Dirkmont's ice storm attack.

The unmistakable cold wind swept across the ring, a hint of cold air and flames entangled together, offsetting each other, and returning to invisible. Deckmont's ice-cold tornado suddenly accelerated and suddenly hit the fire wall. Sasfire shouted "Good come", and four magic arrows flashing with silver light flew out of the fire wall, blocking Deckmont's retreat from different directions.

Emma was surprised: "Devil Bowman!"

In addition to traditional professions, there are often some cross-professions on the mainland, and the Magic Bowman is one of them. The levels of these cross-professions are difficult to divide, so their strength is the most elusive. Only after fighting can you know how powerful they are.

The cold wind in Deckmont was faster, and the magic arrows of all limbs persevered in the cold wind for a moment before losing their direction, and spun with the tornado at high speed.

The wind and the fire wall touched, and with a "boom", the fire wall exploded, and countless flames seemed to be scattered around the meteor shower, and the ice-cold tornado of Deckmont was also weakened a lot.

In the cold wind, a shiny sword light suddenly slashed down. Under the hidden sword light, Anonda extended its deadly demonic wolf claw.

"call!"

Sasfire opened his arms and a long bow condensed from flames appeared in his hand, and the fire dragon shot out the arrow.
Chapter completed!