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Wang Yan fainted. It was not about revenge, but about having a relationship. He looked at the contestant's seat from afar. Sure enough, under his outstanding eyes, the dark saint's pretty face turned red and white, shy and angry, and his charming eyes stared at the undead wizard. Is this guy dared to tell her about it in front of everyone, is he going to seek death?

The Saint of Light was even more innocent and was directly attacked by the side. But the two of them were embarrassed to rush to the stage and beat the mean undead wizard, so they had to pretend to be wandering and pretend that they didn't hear anything.

But the two saints had already remembered the undead wizard well, and having the chance would definitely make him suffer a little.

"This, Your Excellency Gabriel." Wang Yan said helplessly, "Time is precious, let's start, you should take action first." After all, he tried to please His Highness one by one for a long time, Wang Yan had to be a little polite.

Moreover, beating a dog depends on the owner's face. He is a general under the command of the Dark Saint. What if he doesn't give face and annoys the Dark Saint?

"Qi Qi, I'm welcome." The undead wizard was honest and unceremonious. He took out a bone staff with several monster skulls inlaid, rubbed his hands and said, "Your Highness, Son of Flame, are you ready?"

"Well, I'm ready." Wang Yan waved his hand and the future artifact warhammer appeared in his hand.

His warhammer was originally refined by artifact-level materials, and he has long regarded it as a flying sword. Now it has gradually become spiritually connected with Wang Yan and can barely be able to float in the air.

If it takes another hundred years, it may be possible to slowly grow a spirit of weapon.

However, the weapon spirit of the Fire Pheasant Saint Sword brought all the energy of the Fire Pheasant Saint Sword to Wang Yan's war hammer. This brought qualitative changes to the war hammer and directly evolved into the holy weapon level. In the holy weapon level, it also belongs to the top existence of the weapon spirit.

The hot flames spread on the fire hammer, like a peerless beast with its teeth and claws, with arrogance.

Fire hammer!

That's right, Wang Yan got the name of this holy weapon-level warhammer, which is simple and generous and easy to understand. Although the weapon spirit opposes this lb name in every way, the owner of the warhammer is Wang Yan, and what he likes to call it.

Wang Yan held the fire hammer in his hand and felt the feeling of being compatible with its bloodline and being integrated. At the same time, he also felt the excitement of the fire hammer spirit, which was the first battle after it merged into the fire hammer.

It has been silent for too long, and it can't wait to show its majesty in front of the world.

"Come on!" Wang Yan shouted in a deep voice, and a fiery fighting spirit burst out in his eyes.

"Wait!" The undead wizard pushed the bone staff and said seriously, "I'm not ready yet."

"puff!"

Wang Yan almost squirted out an old blood, and gave him a look in anger. You are not ready yet, and ask me if I am ready for what I am doing? Are you teasing me for love?

Seeing that Wang Yan's face was not good, the undead wizard hurriedly said, "Your Highness, Son of Fire, you are a high-ranking seed player. I am just a weak and poor undead wizard. Do you dare to wait for me for five minutes? No, three minutes?"

"Wow!?"

There was an uproar in the stands. This undead wizard is too shameless. He has already been on the ring, but he shamelessly asked his opponent to wait for you for a few minutes. I'll go, the ring is like a battlefield, how can he play like this?

Are you a necromancer? If you give you a few minutes, I am afraid you can summon an army of undead?

There were bursts of noise, one after another, all accusing the undead wizard of being shameless.

However, this undead wizard was really shameless. Amid the tide of mockery and scolding, he was still calm and motionless, and the old god continued to look at Wang Yan.

The Dark Saint turned her head and couldn't bear to look at it anymore. Her face turned slightly flushed, and it was obvious that she was embarrassed by such a shameless subordinate.

"Haha." Wang Yan was also caught by this guy's shamelessness. The previous half-day flattery was all for this meme. He smiled and said, "Sir Gabriel, what if I dare? So what if I don't?"

"If you dare to wait, I admire you for being a hero and the best among the young generation." The undead wizard patted his heart and gave Wang Yan a thumbs up. Then he said, "It doesn't matter if you don't dare. I pat my butt and immediately rolled off the ring and handed the victory to His Royal Highness, the Son of Fire."

Wang Yan couldn't help laughing. This guy is really a talented person and started playing mental tactics before he even started fighting.

Before Wang Yan could react.

There were shouts coming from the stands.

"Son of Fire, don't be fooled by him, don't promise him."

"Son of Fire, let the shameless undead wizard roll off the ring."

"Son of Flame, no matter what, you are the most handsome. I want to give birth to a monkey for you."

Of course, there were also many people who clamored that Wang Yan agreed to the undead wizard and gave him some profound lessons on the ring.

The top 32 players were also watching this scene, and they all felt a little funny. The undead wizard was quite good at playing tricks. They were looking forward to Wang Yan's agreement, otherwise there would be no good show.

"Interesting." Wang Yan touched his chin, lifted the warhammer and hugged his hands, and said with great interest, "Okay, actually, when I was playing games before, I was still very interested in the undead wizard. I want to see what interesting undead you can summon. Please, Mr. Gabriel."

While Wang Yan was speaking, he made a gesture of inviting him.

"Oh! The Son of Fire is too careless."

"Woooo, how could the handsome son of flame agree to his shameless request?"

"Son of Fire, domineering, powerful!"

"How can you guess the strength of the shameless undead wizard, the son of flame?"

There were waves of sounds coming from the stands.

This is the difference between the ring competition and the qualifiers. When Wang Yan participated in the qualifiers a few days ago, the audience could see him, but he could not see the audience. As a result, it was impossible to interact.

Nowadays, audiences can interact with contestants in time, and even affect the contestants’ choices on the ring. In this way, tens of thousands of viewers shouted, becoming more energetic and more excited.

"Qiqiqiqi~" The undead wizard smiled like a treacherous plan, "It's worthy of being the son of flame, it's really grand enough. Then, I'm not polite." As he said that, he looked serious and waved his bone staff.

A cold and evil aura spread out from his body, and the bone staff burst into cold cold light, drawing a mysterious undead magic array out of thin air.

The vortex of cold breath made his black and gray magic robe buzz.

It seemed as if at this moment, he faded away his vulgar aura and showed the style that a true A+-level strongman should have. Indeed, is it not easy for a strongman who can grow to this level in his thirties?

What's more, the legendary undead wizard Gabriel is an extremely fanatical guy. As early as in his twenties, he used the ancient undead magic array to leave his soul and ventured into the legendary kingdom of the deceased.

Crazy, it was an extremely crazy move. The most exaggerated thing is that he came back alive.

No one knows what Gabriel experienced, gained, and lost in the Kingdom of the Dead. In short, after that, his strength has improved by leaps and bounds and has become the leader of the young generation among the ancient Dark Council.

"Crack!"

A sound of teeth-like friction of bones sounded, and a pale and scattered monster made of skeletons emerged from the undead magic circle. Its bones were strong and tall, more than three meters high, like a giant.

At its eyes, two balls of cold green light were lively and vivid, as if they had the wisdom of life. At the joints of the bones, there were ferocious barbs, a huge barbble shield with its left hand, and a wide bone knife in its right hand, which was majestic and domineering.

"Interesting, interesting." Wang Yan couldn't help but praise, "I see that this skeleton has the aura of a B-level monster, and its strength is quite good. What is its name?"

"Haha, it is called a skeleton troll." The undead wizard said proudly, "It can fight and resist, and its strength and defense are outstanding."

While speaking, another skeleton troll broke out of the undead magic circle and stood side by side with the previous one.

Then, one after another came out.

Finally, a total of ten skeleton trolls stood side by side, as if a huge skeleton wall was formed, separated by Wang Yan and the undead wizard.

"Wow! There are ten B-level skeleton trolls?"

Many people at the scene began to worry about Wang Yan. A B-level monster was just a delivery for the Son of Flame, but a total of ten people formed an economies of scale, and its power increased a lot.

"Is there any?" Wang Yan asked calmly.

"Yes!" The undead wizard chanted the ancient undead spell, and another kind of skeleton soldiers rushed out of the magic circle like a swarm. Their bodies were far less than those of the skeleton trolls, but their figures were agile and extremely numerous.

They hold all kinds of bone weapons, swords, guns, swords, and rods in their hands, and they all include everything.

There were more than 300 skeletons in this wave, most of which were D-level skeleton soldiers, and a small number were C-level skeleton soldiers leaders. Among them, there were more than 30 skeleton archers. They hid to the end under the command of the undead wizard, and the bows and arrows pointed at Wang Yan from afar.

But this is not over yet.

At the last moment, more than a dozen skeleton magicians wearing tattered magic robes and holding bone staff came out. Their pupils were surrounded by green flames and their breath was very strong, and they were obviously not simple.

Hundreds of various skeleton soldiers confronted Wang Yan alone from afar.

"Trouble, the Son of Fire is in trouble." Some people in the stands exclaimed, "Didn't he consume all the skeleton soldiers in the qualifiers? The despicable necromancer is actually hiding so deep."

"Oh! The Son of Fire is too careless."
Chapter completed!