When Grim stood in the field again, he immediately sensed the overwhelming aura coming from Mark on the opposite side.
In the previous life on Earth, the overbearing power may have been just a metaphor, but in this world of high demons where even spiritual beliefs can become a powerful force, the real spiritual coercion and domineering power can really be felt by people.
Through the feedback from the chip, Greem initially judged that the opponent's strength and physique may be above 17 points, while the mental strength may be slightly lower, at 16 points.
With such a strong body and spirit, the powerful momentum made Greem feel as if he was struggling in a powerful storm vortex in nature. The skin on the front of his body even felt a slight sting and burning.
Grim frowned.
It seemed that he had to improve his mental strength as soon as possible, otherwise just by facing a senior apprentice, he would feel like he was under strong pressure and could not breathe.
This is also because Greem's rank is too low. If he has the strength of an intermediate apprentice and can combine his own elemental power and mental power, he can form a personal protection similar to an energy field. Then he will meet the strength again
Enemies who are stronger than themselves will not be as naked and naked as they are now.
Thunderbolt Tomahawk Mark is a sturdy man with a height of 2.5 meters, with a broad body and strong muscles. Even if the huge tomahawk behind him is not in his hands, his violent momentum is still intact.
At this moment, he looked at Greem who was a little thin and couldn't help laughing.
"Boy, you are very talented! You know you will be abused if you come today, but you still dare to come, hahaha... I like it."
Greem narrowed his eyes slightly, enduring the various discomforts caused by the difference in rank, and choked slightly.
"Whether it's victory or defeat, it's too early to say. I hope Lord Mark will be merciful soon!"
"Haha... It's easy to talk. Although they all said they would break your legs and feet and crush half of your bones, I, Mark, like you quite a lot. Good boy, you can actually make that living dead man Kuroki faint,
It’s quite refreshing to say it. Hey, I’m so happy today that I only need to break two of your legs. This little physical pain is a welcome gift to welcome you into the camp!”
"Uh..." Broken legs and hands may not really be considered an incurable injury here, but the pain of the treatment process is unavoidable. So listening to the other party talking about such "injury" in a condescending tone
Regarding the topic of "emotions", Greem could only roll his eyes and thought he was farting.
"Hey, are you okay? The bets have been tallied and I'm about to start a war here! How long do you want me to prepare?" Mark obviously also had a bad temper, rubbing his big hands and shouting loudly to the sidelines.
On the sidelines, it was still crowded and lively.
Groups of senior apprentices and would-be witches gathered around Mensa and announced their bets loudly.
"170 magic crystals, bet on Mark to win!"
"230 magic crystals, bet on Mark to win!"
"90 magic crystals, bet on Mark to win!"
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On a huge fluorescent stone slab erected on the sidelines, the number of magic crystals pressing on Mark's side was doubling, and soon reached a high of 3680. On the other side, under Greem's name
, there are 700 magic crystals hanging alone.
This was Greem's decision. Otherwise, if everyone had made a one-sided bet, it would be very difficult for this bet to succeed.
Today's odds are far less exaggerated than yesterday. After everyone's unanimous evaluation, the bald Afu took over the bet, and the odds given were 4:1. With this bet, if Greem fails and loses to Mark
In addition to suffering physical pain, I will also have to bear a large gambling debt. At that time, I am afraid I will have to sell myself to the camp and slowly complete tasks to repay it!
For this group of fighting lunatics in the camp, whether they make money or not is simply a trivial matter, and the spirit of killing this newcomer is what everyone is most happy to see.
However, just as the sound gradually died down and the bald Afu was about to announce the start of the battle, a low and hoarse voice suddenly sounded.
"With 300 magic crystals, I will win against Greem!"
Although the voice was not loud, it suddenly froze the atmosphere in the venue like a cold wave, leaving everyone stunned for a moment before they remembered to turn around and look at the owner of the voice.
Kuroki?!
It turned out to be Kuroki!!!
At this moment, everyone felt like the world was spinning, and day and night were turned upside down. This... how is this possible? It is not surprising that everyone in the camp is crushing Grimsheng, but it shouldn't be Heimu! Aren't we here?
Help him vent his anger?
Just as everyone was gaping with their mouths wide open, another voice suddenly sounded from the crowd.
"I can beat Greem to win, 270 magic crystals!"
Kevin! It’s Kevin the Black Hand!
Everyone took a breath of air-conditioning, and the expressions on their faces were very exciting. As today's banker, the bald Afu felt that today's sun was a bit dazzling for the first time, and the magic crystals piled beside him were a little less cute. Although he didn't
Kong went to study those magical prophecies, but he also vaguely felt that today's gambling was a bit beyond his control.
He glared at Kuromu and Kevin fiercely, and the bald Ah Fu couldn't wait to shout loudly.
"The bet has been set, I declare, now the battle begins!"
Following Ah Fu's order, both sides immediately made big moves on the field.
The strong man Mark moved his hand, and the battle ax behind his back appeared in the huge hand like a cattail leaf fan. Along with the crackling thunder, countless blue arcs flashed around him.
Under the powerful electric current induction, Greem could smell the smell of the smelly electric current burning the air in the venue even a hundred meters away.
Even though he was extremely confident in the Demon Crocodile Hunter under him, Greem still did not dare to block the long-prepared blow of the Thunder Battle Ax Mark. He stamped his right foot repeatedly, and under Greem's desperate urging, the Demon Crocodile
The hunter is already sneaking underground as fast as possible.
With full strength, Mark raised his head to the sky and let out a deafening battle cry. He took earth-shaking steps and launched a savage collision towards the rapidly diving Demon Crocodile. His steps were not heavy, but every step he took would cause a savage collision in the original place.
A shallow pit was left on the ground covered with fine cracks like a spider web. His steps were not big, but he rushed in front of Greem before the Demon Crocodile completely disappeared.
With a roar, the evil wind blew in the face, and the devil crocodile's thick long tail covered with thorns and sarcoma was thrown over, and it collided with Mark's battle ax full of thunder and thunder.
There was a loud explosion, followed by shattered soil and gravel splashing everywhere and a sudden explosion of small lightning storms.
Greem's body wrapped by the native hunter sank suddenly and was completely submerged into the soil. Only then did he escape the splash of soil and the attack of lightning by a hair. Everyone could see clearly that the magic crocodile was there.
Before diving into the ground, most of the long tail on the back half of its body had disappeared, making it look extremely miserable.
At this moment, Mark stepped hard on the ground with both feet, and jumped up high with the force of the impact. In mid-air, he suddenly let out another violent shout, gathered enough strength to throw the battle ax, and the target was the one where Greem's body disappeared.
place.
There was another earth-shaking loud noise, and the thunderbolt battle ax hit the ground with a blinding lightning storm, instantly smashing the ground into a huge crater more than half a meter deep. The sudden explosion of lightning storm even more
There were constant flashes and explosions at the bottom of the pit, burning the earth, sand and gravel into a glass-like substance.
Such a violent blow, let alone a frontal resistance, even if it was caught in the aftermath, it would be death or injury for a junior apprentice.
In everyone's keen mental perception, the life energy representing Greem suddenly slumped, and more than 2/3 disappeared in an instant.
But fortunately, the earth still took more damage for him, and what he suffered was only some aftermath of the shock. Therefore, the strong man Mark's thunder blow did not kill him instantly. This made everyone in the venue shake their heads with regret.
sigh!
If Mark's speed had been faster and his force had been stronger, maybe the boy named Grim would have been killed in the shallows underground.
A junior apprentice wants to challenge a senior apprentice? That's a joke! Seriously, Greem couldn't even take a single blow from Mark. Probably only a loser like Kuroki would be overthrown by a little junior apprentice.
On the ground!
Bearing the gazes of confusion, ridicule, or disdain from everyone, Kuroki hid his face under the shadow of a dark hood, with only a pair of green will-o'-wisps dancing faintly. He didn't know what he was thinking.
Only Blackhand Kevin's expression fluctuated as the battle situation changed.
To be honest, Mark's violent opening kill nearly scared Kevin out of his mind. The 270 magic crystal bet was something Kevin had worked hard to save over the past two or three years, and he still expected to get one for himself.
A good enchanted dagger. If your brain gets crazy, if you drop it in a mud pit for no reason, you will lose your pants!
What does Greem have to rely on? Just because of that devil crocodile, I am afraid that the powerful Mark will be smashed into a pile of mud as soon as he shows his head. Boy, boy, you must not trick me, otherwise I will block you every day.
Door!
However, at this moment, Greem was hiding underground and vomiting blood.
The opponent's powerful and heavy blow really hurt him. If he hadn't seen the opportunity quickly and dived deep into the ground with all his strength, I'm afraid that the blow just now would have driven him out. Even so, it was just a squeeze on the ground.
The huge shock passed through him caused him to vomit three liters of blood and almost collapsed.
Sneaking quickly in the dark underground, using the small space created by the native demon puppet, Greem quickly dealt with his injuries. Then with a ferocious expression, he threw out the new demon puppet he had obtained after all the hard work last night, and
He then drove the Demonic Crocodile Hunter to slowly float upwards.
As expected, Mark was already prepared for Grim's underground sneak attack. The leather boots on his feet were obviously a little weird, and they could stimulate extremely weird magic fluctuations, making the ground beneath him rock-solid, thus blocking the attacks cast by the Demon Crocodile Hunter.
All earth magic.
In the end, Thunderbolt Tomahawk Mark simply sat cross-legged in the field and shouted with disdain: "Boy, from now on, your attacks underground are useless to me. If you still want to fight, come out."
Come on! If you want to spend it, then I will spend it with you. I don’t believe that your puppet creature can persist underground for so long!”
Before he finished speaking, Mark stood up suddenly and took the battle ax in his hand again.
On the ground less than a hundred meters away from him, the Demon Crocodile Hunter was slowly rising to the surface, and Grimson's cold eyes were staring at him.
"Good boy, you are quite sensible. Let your uncle Mark teach you what fighting is today!"
After saying this, Mark's body was once again filled with blue free arcs of electricity, he swung his axe, and charged forward with a howl.
"Don't you always want to see my methods? Okay, I'll let you see clearly now." Grimson sneered, raised his hands in the air, and shouted: "Come out, my Berserker!"
Following his call, the whole place instantly collapsed.