Are you kidding me, can I just watch the excitement of the higher race people?
Since this is a duel, there must be a winner.
Determining the winner means that one side will definitely lose.
Witnessed with my own eyes the defeat of a member of a superior ethnic group.
It would be better if it was a person with a broad heart, but if it was a small-minded person... who can guarantee that this small-minded person would not write down the appearance of the people watching today.
If we meet again in the future, I don’t know when, I will be retaliated against... Why bother?
Another thing is that the higher the level of the group, the harder it is to let go when it comes to taking action.
I would like to ask, what is the meaning of watching a duel that cannot be let go?
As of now, there are only about a dozen people left in the audience.
The boss of the duel field looked at the dozen or so people left behind and nodded with satisfaction.
These people are all familiar faces, and they all have some status and status.
They are all owners who are not afraid of trouble and have good money.
"Now that you have decided to watch it, all the viewers who are staying to watch please pay your tickets for the next show."
Then the person in charge of the duel field turned to where Mai Fan and his group were, with a somewhat flattering expression on his face.
"Please prepare for the next guest."
"Ready, we can start at any time."
The boss standing in the middle of the venue has not yet taken back his smile!
A shout came from the box: "No need, what are you preparing for! Let's start now."
We've been wasting time here for quite some time, let's stop talking nonsense and start fighting.
Fortunately, the person in charge of the duel field also had two brushes. Before the black shadow appeared, he rolled on the spot and stuck to the wall beside the field.
Otherwise, just where he was standing... Phew, a flame started burning.
In the midst of the blazing fire, stood a red-skinned man.
He bared his teeth at the night elf in the box and used the big shovel in his hand to dig into the ground with endless provocations.
As for the person in charge who is still at the venue, will he burn him to death?
This was beyond his consideration.
And the group of people sitting in the auditorium, after seeing clearly who the dueling clan was in the sea of fire... they all gasped.
"Oh my God, Devil Man! Damn it!"
Devilmen's naturally hot temper makes their ethnic group one of the ethnic groups that has the most friction with other ethnic groups.
But the revenge of these devils is usually avenged on the spot.
It has never been like today, when I appeared on the duel field and acted according to the rules.
So who is it that can make the Devil Man restrain his temper and fight fairly?
Everyone held their breath and even ignored the money box of the person who collected the money.
You can put in as many silver coins as you want.
After the bet was finished, the night elf in the box also jumped out.
I don’t know if it’s because I want to have more fun playing, or if I want to respect my opponent.
The night elf jumped into the ring of fire, and the demon man extinguished the flames.
"Something is not right!" Mai Fan touched his chin. How could he have forgotten that fire defeats wood?
Moreover, they have lost the advantage of the terrain, and the archers' concealment has disappeared. Can the night elves defeat the demon man who is covered in fire?
His worries were justified, and the followers standing behind him were not optimistic about the night elves either.
Since we are all colleagues, we can't slander each other's fighting ability in front of the boss, right?
Now that the night elves are out fighting, the harpy can speak freely.
"If we go up to this, the winner will definitely be our sisters."
Air supremacy is very useful in any world.
This means that the night elves will lose.
It would be appropriate for him, as the master and boss, to help.
Fortunately, the opponent won't kill him, but the pain will surely give him something to eat.
Mai Fan's judgment was correct.
The appearance of the night elves made the place instantly quiet.
The reason why devils follow the rules and engage in duels... was immediately discovered.
However, this battle...can this night elf win?
Everyone watched the duel with a solemn expression, holding a faint worry.
The flames fell, and there was no room for gossip.
They just looked at each other for ten seconds, then one after another, they retreated nearly ten meters away.
Is this devil so confident in his own strength?
This gives the archer a maneuverable distance.
And the other party was really so confident... When the night elf retreated to a similar distance, he bent his bow and nocked an arrow...
Swish, swish, three tentative arrows were shot out, bang! Bang bang!
The demon man opposite exploded into flames that shot into the sky.
"This is the strength of advanced races!"
“Don’t misunderstand people just because their ethnic appearance is too overdone!”
Mai Fan's expression became serious, because after the arrows successfully passed through the flames, although they hit the demons, they were ruthlessly bounced away by their skin.
It's as if the Sagittarius hasn't eaten enough and is very weak.
But the night elf knew that he did not hold back, which was why his arrows lost their lethality.
One is that the high temperature distorts the surrounding air, and the other is the thick wall of fire that completely blocks the penetrating power of the arrow.
The devil opposite is not simple, he is a very powerful warrior.
The most frightening thing is that this soldier can defeat him completely.
It seems that today's beating is inevitable.
"Ouch! Ouch! Ouch!"
The ensuing battle perfectly reviewed the night elves' speculations.
The shovel in Devilman's hand was swung with great force. Because of the powerful explosive power and the explosive power combined with the flames, Devilman only needed to kick his legs to shorten the distance between the dueling parties.
This caused a lot of trouble for the night elves to fly kites.
And his dark magic is the nemesis for the undead clan, but for the devil...
Will they be afraid of the burning and hot sensation caused by magic?
They love the heat so much.
The night elves' wood magic hit them like adding a layer of oil to the torch, adding a handful of firewood to the bonfire...
The more the opponent shot at him, the more comfortable he felt... He even chased after the night elf in order to get a few more shots.
In the end, the night elf really couldn't get rid of the blood, and he was exhausted. He made a mistake... and was caught by the opponent. Bang, he was pinned to the ground.
The archer who was caught up was basically pressed to the ground and rubbed.
Night elves are physically strong, agile and strong.
But in front of such a powerful ethnic group...it's really not enough to see.
Bang bang bang bang...
The demon man who caught the enemy had no sympathy for the enemy, and directly hammered the night elf's delicate face.
