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Chapter 122 Who else!

Manda couldn't help but clenched her fists: "Damn it, don't cheat me."

On the field, Didal's attacks continued, obviously not intending to give Chris a chance to counterattack.

"clang!"

Another blow forced Chris back to the edge of the stone platform.

According to the rules here, whoever falls off the round platform first during the battle will be deemed to have lost the battle.

"He is indeed a useless guy." Didal licked the back of the knife with his tongue, "That beautiful lady will be left to me to take care of from now on."

"Oh, really?" Chris' eyes flashed, "Magic, red flame bomb!"

A red solid body the size of a washbasin appeared in front of it. The outer ring was burning with blazing flames, and the air was baked and twisted.

The tip of the sword was tapped lightly, and the explosive bomb flew out with a long tail flame.

"Ah, what a trick." Didal had a disdainful smile on his face, and slashed forward with his sword filled with fighting spirit.

"boom!"

A violent explosion sounded, and the entire Haoshi Round Platform trembled twice, and tiny gravel particles danced in the air.

The powerful shock wave directly caused Didal to vomit blood and fly backwards, sliding more than ten meters away. A gap as big as an egg appeared on the sharp blade.

Everyone's breath froze.

"Is he a magic warrior?"

"Why do you have such powerful magic at such a young age?"

Didal's eyes were full of red bloodshot eyes, and he looked straight at the young man standing opposite with a sword, somewhat unbelievable.

"Now, it's my turn!" Chris' body turned into a string of red afterimages and rushed towards Didal.

"Exploding Earth Flame!"

The dragon's blood penetrated the hard stone platform, and the strong fire elements gathered crazily, forming a dark red flame that spread forward along the ground.

The flames extended more than ten meters away, almost reaching Didal's body, forcing him to jump into the air.

"Magic, Flame Dragon Dance!"

Chris's attacks were launched one after another, and as the roar of the dragon rang in his ears, a flame dragon flew out from the more than ten meters of fire waves, and directly caught up with Didal who jumped into the air, hitting him in the crotch.

"Woohoo." Didal screamed, his body arching like a shrimp.

All the men present unconsciously clamped their legs and wrinkled their faces, as if they could feel Didal's pain firsthand.

"Fire-flaming Heavy Claws!" Before the fire dragons in the sky had time to dissipate, they rearranged themselves and formed two-meter-long huge sharp claws.

"Bang!"

The flame claws struck Didal, knocking him into the ground and leaving five burnt black marks on the stone platform.

And Didal's armor was already in tatters, lying on the ground like a dead dog.

The whole place was silent. No one expected that the fighting maniac from Flo City would be defeated in such a short period of time, and he still lost at the hands of a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy.

Didal threw the money bag out, jumped off the stone platform dejectedly, and disappeared into the vast sea of ​​people.

"This guy is quite resistant to being beaten." Chris happily picked up the bag of money, weighed it twice, and put it into the space ring.

He can resist so many powerful magics and still maintain his ability to move as if nothing happened. He is worthy of his reputation as a fighting nation.

In the audience, Manda breathed a sigh of relief. If Chris lost the duel, would he really want to marry that sloppy guy?

Wait, I'm not his fiancée.

Even if Chris loses the duel on purpose, I won’t marry him!

Chris was about to leave the stone platform, but suddenly found that he had gained reputation.

Reputation from Neil 1, Reputation from Wesley 1...

In just a short period of time, the audience provided 60 reputation points.

Is this okay?

Then go ahead!

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Chris pointed his sword forward, glanced around indifferently, and said, "Who else is there!"

Everyone was stunned.

Arrogant, simply too arrogant!

They originally thought that the young man would leave after winning, but they did not expect that he would dare to provoke the entire audience.

Manda Cherry opened her little mouth slightly, not understanding what that guy was doing.

"And me." A burly man jumped onto the fighting platform. He was more than two meters tall, with strong muscles. His two fists were as big as casseroles, and they were covered with gray-black stainless steel gloves.

"It's Iron Fist Sean. Now someone finally comes to deal with him."

"Come on Sean, blow his head off."

Sean bumped his fist and made a "clang" sound.

"Come on!" Chris stepped on his feet, and the dragon screamed forward.

Sean's right fist swung out.

"Ding!"

The tip of the sword pierces the center of the fist and cannot enter.

But Chris felt the powerful force coming from the other party, which made his arm numb.

"Fighting skill, Diamond Fist!" Sean retracted his fist, and silver fighting energy surged out crazily, condensing on the outer ring of the glove.

"Fourth level knight, mid-term." Chris's expression became more solemn, "Magic, Fire Barrier."

A wall of fire two meters high and four meters long stood in front of him.

"Extreme Fire Armor." Seemingly feeling uneasy, Chris quickly released another piece of protective magic.

"Boom!" The huge fist shadow directly shattered the wall of fire, and then bombarded Chris.

Chris plowed the ground with his feet, slid back dozens of meters, and came to a dangerous stop at the edge of the fighting platform.

"Crack, click, click." The extreme fire armor collapsed, and even the indestructible armor on the body had fine cracks.

"Well done!"

"Down with that brat who doesn't know the heights of heaven and earth!"

Chris frowned: "What a strong attack power."

Sean's eyes were surprised when his opponent received his punch without being hurt. However, when he saw the cracks in the armor worn by Chris, he grinned and said: "You do have the arrogance, but with your current situation

In this situation, how many punches can you take from me?"

The next moment, under everyone's surprised gaze, the Indestructible Armor recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Sean's expression was stunned.

Chris rubbed the area where he was punched and said, "Just come, it won't be a problem if you punch ten or eight times."

"Flowing Flame Extinguishing Formation!"

The entire battle platform was blazing with flames, and the surrounding temperature increased by dozens of degrees. A scorching heat wave hit your face, making you sweat all over your body.

On top of the round platform, a red-gold magic circle with a diameter of thirty meters appeared.

The flames rolled and surged.

Sean was among them, constantly using his fists to defeat the waves of fire walking around him, but with little effect.

Those flames seemed to be endless, and even though he was a fourth-level knight, his body was still a little overwhelmed.

"Exploding Spirit Hell!"

Chris learned more than a dozen fire magic spells at Paul's house.

These magics can even complement each other.

For example, these two were released just now.

Sean suddenly discovered that some of the sparks ignited around him could actually explode.

"boom!"

Another fireball exploded behind him, causing Sean to stumble forward.

"Boom, boom boom."

The flames exploded, like purgatory.


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