In the entire battlefield, as long as it is on Stafford's side, everyone who is alive and dead has experienced this process of neither life nor death. From the beginning to now, all those who are alive have been stacked with Stafford, the totem man,
Peacock Girl's second buff, her attributes and combat power soared.
Those who were completely dead, or even those who were dismembered and exploded by random blades, came back to life, but only received the buff effect once.
Which originally included Wu Fu...
He can only count his life in vain.
Just as Wu Fu twitched his fingers twice, Rao Qifang responded with a big slap and stopped moving.
It was just an ordinary slap, without any momentum or pressure. Teacher Cang felt for no reason that he might not be able to withstand this slap, not to mention that he was pretending to be a corpse, and he had to spiral on the spot to transform the corpse.
degradation.
Li Cang awkwardly held a yellow talisman given by Xiahou Haiwei in his hand. It was either affixed or not. In short, it was quite embarrassing: "I still want to try the effect - Mom, think about it here at the base."
It's quite lively. If you put Xiahou Haiwei, Tao Hongben and this side show together, why don't they three start fighting?"
Rao Qifang was also an innocent person. He took the things in Li Cang's hand and looked over them a few times, and then he answered very formally: "Tao Hongben and Xiahou Haiwei didn't deal with each other at first, and they fought when they met, but they should both
I don’t know Bian Xiu very well, if it hadn’t been for what Xiao Chi Lao did in the bathing center half a month ago, even I wouldn’t have known that this person was still hiding in Nightingale.”
What Li Cang was thinking was: I really want to introduce all of them to Martinis. We are all staunch materialist fighters. We all have something in common, so we should have some common ground, right?
"This Colosseum thing..." Rao Qifang whispered: "Giving it to the base for nothing, you will feel a little distressed, right?"
"I asked you why you don't work hard and are only focused on training new recruits. What is your plan?"
"You brat, please speak up!"
"Not necessarily, you see..." Li Cang said: "Each of the eight 'Parties' has a chance to raise conditions, and each condition represents everyone. The final winning result should be very different.
But the ownership of the thing has not been determined in essence. I am asking you to bet on this with your bones. There are two possibilities. This thing is directly linked to your natal prayer, and the level of demand is definitely greater than the Colosseum itself.
"
(Note: The content of Rao Qifang's prayer is simply that all the factors necessary for martial arts practice can always match each other. For details, see Chapter 380 - Three Small Questions)
"Well..."
Seeing that Rao Qifang still frowned, Li Cang said with a smile: "The final ownership of the Colosseum is not important at all. Its function is remarkable. It is the same as the robbery contract I took out. What form will the food take?
It is still unknown whether it will be spit out. Even if it is the most ideal direction, do you still want to change your bloodline or your life wish will not come true? Furthermore, if you think about it carefully, whether you use this kind of thing collectively or individually, you have to consider the negative effects.
, according to my thinking, the most likely use of this thing is either in prison, or in school and training ground, or simply together. What do you think, no matter which one, the base has reason not to let you have it.
For human use?”
"Huh? It seems a little bit..." Rao Qifang said: "Wait a minute, son, tell the truth to mom, are you trying to squeeze my little belly chicken intestines in any way?"
Ah this...
Mom, your brain is like no other!
"Mom, you can't get all the good things in your own hands. The appetite of the Colosseum is too big. With the urine of the little coin boy, this thing will probably be hot to touch..."
To be conservative, Stafford never showed up in the entire battle before. No matter how fierce the battle was, the casualties were heavy. It all depended on the people under his command to work hard and then appear in a way to control the entire Colosseum. He is handsome.
, but Li Cang always felt that there was something fishy that needed to be discussed.
For Li Cang, his life depends on two things.
One is the big wand, and the other is on the creation, the servant of destiny, and the second son of blood. The upper limit of the number of second sons of blood and servant of fate may have something to do with him, or it may have to do with the big wand. Theoretically, he has never prayed for his life.
Ability, but so far, Li Cang has not found any skill that can be applied to him as his natal ability.
Not to mention how much effect the Colosseum has on Li Cang, let us rationally analyze and be careful. If this thing is to squeeze out the creation, the servant of destiny, and the second son of the blood, how can any one of them be adjusted? There will be no adjustment for crying.
Okay!
Li Cang was thinking too much at the moment, and Rao Qifang looked at him suspiciously: "You didn't even explain, you just accepted my problem, right?"
(ヾ????)
The last time I was so speechless was the last time. Good guy, I finally know where Daleizi’s character came from. I’m glad that he died a well-deserved death.
Li Cang and Rao Qifang were chatting animatedly, and the soldiers at the base who were forced to train felt a little miserable.
No one was able to knock off the layer upon layer of buffs this time. The strength of more than half of the opponent and the servants of fate increased by half in an instant. This situation was extremely fatal in battle.
It’s totally a struggle!
But it is impossible to complain. Someone will give them the full details and give them the opportunity to experience and improve between life and death. Anyone who has the slightest vision in his heart is not willing to complain that the training volume is too large and too difficult, not to mention that this process is actually "step by step"
"of.
This is especially true for the 72 members of the Panda Team who have been under the high-pressure rule of Rao Qifang all year round. They may seem to be cursing, but they are actually ecstatic. They are more powerful and lack this kind of "life and death" opportunity. They are better than the elite soldiers at the base.
I can feel my progress more clearly, and the tacit understanding with my teammates has improved. The more I play, the more energetic I become, and the more I kill, the crazier I become.
"If you have the ability, live again, damn it!"
"Who are you trying to scare with this trivial thing? When I grew up a vegetarian?"
"Come here! Let me see if I can kill you!"
"Damn it, Holy Son Bai Yujing is so powerful. We are all human beings, so why does it feel like the gap is bigger than that between a human and a dog..."
“It’s not unreasonable to have the word “show” in your name!”
When communicating physically, we did not forget to build a spiritual home, which was enjoyable.
The side show has already been done, and there are more whites than blacks in the eyes, and the hole is really only the size of a pinhead. Compared to Stafford, who is full of auspiciousness, thousands of colorful lights, and has an extremely majestic and upright painting style.
De, he looks a bit scary...
emmm, no matter what, it seems that he is more like the villain.
(Note: Shangting, that is, mahjong listening)
The side show showed off his coquettish moves, and the black and white aura collided with the colorful light around Stafford, making a shrill cracking sound. Some sweat appeared on his forehead, and his expression was very excited...
Or...
fanaticism?
Manic?
All in all, it gives people the feeling of a suffocated naughty child.
The muscles on the side show's face seemed to be twitching, and he suddenly shouted: "Not only do you not surrender, but you dare to resist? You are a shameless thing! - King Pi!"
(Another note: Pi Wang, Pi sound bēi pi pi, is said to be the King of Sorrow, which means the soul of the Immortal Chuma after his death; having no face means being weird. In some areas in the north, some people with no face will be described as "zhao no face".
Abnormal events that are in line with the core values of socialism.)
