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"Hmm? Wait?"

Igor stopped in place and looked at Wang Yan in the field with doubts. He was unable to figure out the situation for a while.??

Behind him, Anatoli and Harbala were also confused and confused.

This son of flame, if he wants to fight, what will he do suddenly "wait"? Could it be that he is afraid of not fighting?

It is now hard to lure the Son of Fire to take the bait, which is the best time to become famous in a battle and weaken Palisa. If he doesn't have the courage to change his fortune now, wouldn't he fail?

The audience of the Winter Gods Clan present was also puzzled and discussed.

The people from the ancestral family who had just ignited their hope in their hearts was immediately extinguished. On the other side, the people from many side branches had a hint of mockery expression.

In their opinion, in the last game, Igor and Isan Norman were equal in strength, but they still had a high advantage, and eventually defeated them strongly, and even seriously injured the opponent. This shows that Igor's personal strength and skills are definitely not comparable to ordinary people.

That Wang Yan can be seen from the title of Son of Fire that he is a fire-type capable person. In the rules of fighting between the Winter God tribe, he can only use the most primitive power and fighting skills.

If a fire-type capable person does not use fire, how can he fight?

Many people in the Winter God clan think so, and their explanation is indeed correct.

In the energy realm, strength is indeed an advantage, but at the same level, experience, skills and reasonable tactics are often the key to determining the outcome. Just like the people of the Winter God clan, they are all hunters, but during the hunting process, they can't help but become prey in turn.

At the moment, the son of flame suddenly asked for a pause, most of whom he was afraid and changed his mind.

"What? The famous son of flame will not be afraid of fighting on the spot, right?"

Igor provoked that he was really afraid that Wang Yan would not dare to face the challenge, otherwise there would be no excellent opportunity.

Hearing Igor's speech, the people around him talked more. In their eyes, the son of Flame asked for a pause, which was probably because of the fear of fighting.

Only behind Wang Yan, Nan Lian and others gradually put away their external pressure. Bai Lisa glanced at Igor and the other two with deep sympathy. The red tank's expression became easier. She turned around and picked up the coat that had just been thrown to the ground and put it on again. It seemed that she had no intention of taking action at all.

The reason for this is naturally simple. This old Wang, who is like a sinkhole, is about to start showing off again.

These two words are Lao Wang’s specialty. Once these two words are released, it is basically the guy Lao Wang, who is preparing to cheat people again.

"Qi Zhan? Haha, you're thinking too much." Wang Yan waved his hand and showed a harmless smile of humans and animals. "I'm stronger than you, so I plan to let you go."

"Make me?" Igor's eyes lit up and he immediately became interested, "Oh? I don't know how the powerful Son of Fire is going to let me?"

This son of flame doesn't know how to fight with the boxing skills. The skills are not comparable to those of strength and weakness? He even wants to make him? He doesn't know how to live or die!

Of course, the stupider the opponent, the happier he is.

"I see your technique is more like a master of weapons, so you can fight me with the weapons you are used to." Wang Yan raised his chin and continued, "Stop getting the time, you will not be convinced if you lose."

"Use a weapon?" Igor was a little embarrassed and looked at Wang Yan with wide eyes, "Really, really?"

Anatoli and Harbala all looked at Wang Yan opposite him incredibly, feeling a little confused.

"I have seen someone seeking death, but I have never seen someone seeking death like this. This Son of Fire is really arrogant. Not only does he suppress his strength, but he also has to fight with his fists and weapons. Will he be crazy?"

The tribesmen around were immediately in an uproar and the discussion continued in a low voice.

"Our tribe's fighting party has always been only allowed to use fists, and no one has ever used weapons!"

"That's right, let alone fighting weapons with fists. If you are not careful, you will either die or be injured!"

"The son of Fire looks humble and polite, but in fact he is so arrogant and ignorant. If he turns around and dies seriously, don't blame us Winter Gods clan."

“…”

These comments seemed to have never entered Wang Yan's ears.

Even the hairy crabs beside him were not affected by the outside world at all. They lay down beside Nan Lian and others on the left and right, quietly watching everything that was born in the field.

In their eyes, how familiar is all this in front of them? There are always people in this world who think they are powerful and smart, so there are so many disputes about asking for trouble.

Stupid, these humans are really stupid!

Even the hairy crab understands this truth, but why don’t they understand it?

Wang Yan glanced around and Yun Danfeng said calmly: "That's right, you can use weapons."

Since you have decided to take action, you will naturally win more domineeringly. There will be clowns who jump out and get humiliated one after another.

They can be shameless, but Wang Yan will find it troublesome.

As soon as these words came out, the people of the Winter God tribe watching around were in an uproar. The son of flame in front of him was so arrogant!

Igor, Anatoli and Harbala were stunned before, but in a flash of light flashed in his eyes, and he was immediately delighted.

Suppressing power, and using fists to fight weapons? Haha, he can think of it.

Since the Son of Fire is looking for death, don’t blame their subordinates for being ruthless!

Seeing the other party's secretly happy appearance, Wang Yan not only did not feel nervous at all, but instead stroked his fist and fell on Igor's body.

"Because, using fists is enough to deal with small characters like you."

The joyful look that had not yet bloomed on Igor's face suddenly became stiff.

"What did you say?"

Anatoli also had a layer of anger in his eyes, and no one could stand being underestimated again and again.

However, the anger flew in his eyes, and then a gloomy sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Since the Son of Fire looks down on us so much, let's show him how powerful we, the Winter God Warrior is!"

"Igor, you should pay attention to the action..."

Especially the last sentence, which seems to be understatement, actually exudes a strong sense of danger.

"I understand that the Son of Fire is a distinguished guest of our Winter God clan, so I will naturally take care of it carefully." A cold light flashed in Igor's eyes, his hands shook, and his weapons were revealed.

A pair of dark and thick metal fists quickly wrapped all his forearms.

The gloves can be seen to be made of some kind of cold iron alloy, and the whole body is filled with a cold air, especially the tip of each glove, three half-foot-long pointed claws, which are extremely sharp, like a dagger, and the cold light is revealed.

Such thick, strong, sharp fists and extremely strong defensive ability, naturally needless to say, if one punches the person's body, the internal organs will be stinged.

The other party blocked with his arm? That was just right. With one punch, the other party's entire arm would be smashed.

How can a human flesh and blood be compared with this fast and fierce steel blade? What's more, the cold air attached to the cold iron fist will frostbite the other party's wound.

If anyone is injured by him, cutting flesh and amputation will be the best result.

Such a dangerous cold iron fist glove caused a burst of exclamation from the tribe members around him as soon as they appeared.

The tribe members from the ancestral court all sighed, as if they had seen the son of flame pay the price for their arrogance.

Those tribe members from the side branches rushed to me with bloodthirsty eyes, cheering for Igor, as if seeing the famous son of Flame, seriously injured and defeated, would be a very interesting and exciting thing.

Nan Lian, Bai Lisa, and the three Red Tank couldn't help but look tighter.

Although they understood that Lao Wang would not make a decision without a chance of winning, they had no choice but to ignore it. It was too dangerous to use such fists to fight against people with bare hands.

Moreover, Igor's strength and skills are very strong. If he is not careful, even Lao Wang is likely to miscalculate!

"Haha, Son of Fire, this is what you asked for."

Igor licked his lips excitedly, "Son of Flame, take it!" He seemed as if he had seen the Son of Flame falling to the ground miserably, wailing in pain. A dark laugh broke out from his throat and rushed forward quickly.

He was like a shell with no chamber, and instantly left a series of phantoms behind him, jumping out more than ten meters away in one step.

"Dang thump!"

After taking several steps, Igor suddenly jumped up and jumped into the air, like a falcon that was capturing down, pounced towards Wang Yan.

At this moment, time seemed to stop.

Igor chewed his teeth tightly, and a low roar appeared in his throat. With a sound of muscles straight and tense, like iron lead pouring. His right fist pulled back, and the sharp spikes on his fist gloves were radiating a creepy chill under the cold and pale sky light of this extreme north.

The three hard and sharp thorns on this boxing glove are enough to destroy the golden and broken jade. The target target is Wang Yan's heart!

All the people watching the game around the Winter God clan held their breath and focused their minds, holding their heartstrings, and staring at the two people about to collide in the field.

Igor's strength and methods have long been verified in front of everyone. This time, he took action with all his strength to hit the deadly key of the Son of Flame.

If he really punches him, the sharp sting on the glove will directly pierce the heart, and the son of flame will definitely die!

On the other hand, the son of flame still stood with his hands down, still standing still.

His appearance seemed to be trapped in a thick sea of ​​air, calm and calm, and even his breathing became slow and long.

This seemingly slow but in fact, Igor rushed to Wang Yan, wearing a sharp fist glove, and would reach the other party's chest in the next moment.

At this moment, Wang Yan, who was in a high position, finally moved!

He did not avoid or dodge until Igor's fist approached in front of him, and then he clenched his right fist. His whole arm instantly swelled and tensed, as if in this moment, he gathered enough power to open up the world.

"Wow!"

Wang Yan suddenly stepped short and punched!

The perfect slam hit, then arrived first, and cleverly passed through the gap between Igor's hands and hit the other party's cheek bone fiercely.

"boom!"

A loud bang!

It was like a huge rock fell to the ground, and everyone's feet shook slightly.

Igor's eyes turned pale, his mouth and nose were bleeding, and his cheeks were covered with purple. He was knocked down by Wang Yan's punch and hit the ground heavily.

The hard frozen ground in the fighting field immediately collapsed downward, like a pit covered with spider-shaped patterns!

At this moment, the whole audience was silent.
Chapter completed!