Age of Adepts

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When Glim once again stood on the field, he immediately perceived the imposing temperament from the opposite mark.

In the past earth, the imposing manner may be just a metaphor, but in this high-devil world where even spiritual beliefs can become a powerful force, such as the real spiritual pressure and momentum, it really makes people feel real.

Through the feedback from the chip, Grimm initially judged that the strength and physique of the other party may be above 17 points, and the mental strength may be slightly lower, and there are also 16 points.

With such a strong and powerful body, the powerful momentum of the spirit, the Grim has a feeling of being struggling in the powerful storm vortex in the natural world. The skin on the front of the entire body even felt a slight tingling and burning.

Grimm frowned.

It seems that I must improve my mental strength as soon as possible. Otherwise, I will face each other with a senior apprentice. I feel that I am suffering from a strong pressure and can't breathe.

This is also the level of Grimm is too low. If he has the strength of an intermediate apprentice, he can combine his elemental strength and spiritual strength to form an individual protection similar to an energy field. When you encounter an enemy that is stronger than your own, you will not be as naked as you are now.

The Tomahawk Mark is a sturdy and strong man with a height of 2 meters. His body is wide and his muscles are strong. Even if the huge battle axe is not in his hand, the violent momentum of the whole is still unabated.

At this moment, he looked at the sturdy Grimm, and couldn't help but laugh.

"Kid, you are very kind! I know that I will be abused today, I dare to come, hahaha... I like it."

Glim squinted and endured the discomfort caused by the difference in position.

"It is a victory or a defeat. It is still too early for it. I hope that Mark adults will have to be merciful for a while!"

"Haha... I can say it. Although they all said that they should interrupt your legs and legs and crush half of the bones, but I think I like you very much. Good boy, you can actually stun the dark wood." It’s still quite irritating. Hey, today’s adult is happy, it’s enough to just interrupt your two legs. This bitterness will welcome you to the camp!”

"Oh..." Interrupting your hands and legs here may not be really an incurable injury, but the pain of the treatment process is inevitable. Therefore, listening to the other side talking about such a "sentimental feeling" in a gift, Glim can only turn his eyes, right when he is farting.

"Hey, are you okay? The gambling statistics are good. I am going to fight here! When are you ready to let Laozi prepare?" Mark is obviously an anxious temper, shouting loudly at the side of the field.

On the sidelines, it is still crowded and lively.

A group of senior apprentices and quasi-witches gathered around Mensa and reported their bets loudly.

"170 magic crystal, bet mark wins!"

"230 magic crystal, bet mark wins!"

"90 magic crystal, bet mark wins!"

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Standing on a huge fluorescent stone board on the side of the field, the number of magic crystals pressed on the side of the mark is increasing upwards, and soon reached the high point of 3680. On the other side, under the name of Glim, the 700 magic crystal is hung alone.

This is still a piece of Glim's own pressure, otherwise everyone will bet on one side, I am afraid that this gambling is really difficult to achieve.

Today's odds are far less exaggerated than yesterday. After everyone's unanimous measurement, the blessing was taken by the bald Afu sitting in the village, and the odds given were 4:1. With such a gamble, if Grimm loses his hand in the hands of Mark, in addition to suffering from the flesh and blood, he still has to bear a small amount of gambling debt. I am afraid that I will only be able to sell my body to the camp and slowly repay the task!

For the group of combat madmen in the camp, making money without making money is a trivial matter, and the temperament of killing this newcomer is what everyone is most happy to see.

However, as the voice faded and the bald Afu was ready to announce the beginning of the battle, a low-pitched voice suddenly sounded.

"300 Magic Crystal, I am pressing Lim!"

Although the sound was not big, it seemed like a cold snap to suddenly freeze the atmosphere in the room, so that everyone was stagnant for a moment before remembering the owner who turned to look at the sound.

black wood? !

It turned out to be black wood! ! !

At this moment, everyone has a kind of twists and turns, and the feeling of wrongness turned upside down day and night. This... how is this possible? It’s not surprising that people in the whole camp are pressing Lim, but they shouldn’t be black wood! Are we not helping him with hate?

Just as everyone opened their mouths and stunned, another voice suddenly sounded in the crowd.

"I also pressed Limsheng, 270 Magic Crystal!"

Kevin! It is black hand Kevin!

Everyone sucked in a cold air, and the expression on the face was wonderful. As today's bookmaker, the bald Afu first felt that today's sun is a bit squinting, and the magic crystals stacked on the side of the body are not so cute. Although he did not have time to study the prophetic techniques of the gods, he also vaguely felt that today's gambling is somewhat beyond his control.

The sinister stunned Blackwood and Kevin, and the bald Afu couldn’t wait to scream.

"The bet has been fixed, I announced that the battle is now starting!"

With Afu's order, the two sides immediately had a big move.

The strong man's mark is a big hand, and the battle axe behind it appears in the huge palm of the Pu-fan. With the creaking thunder, numerous blue arcs flicker around him.

Under the strong current induction, Glimm, which is far away from 100 meters, can smell the smell of burning electric air in the field.

Even if he had great confidence in the magic crocodile hunter under his body, Grim still couldn't resist the long-awaited blow of Thunder Tomahawk Mark. With his right foot, the crocodile hunter has been sneaking to the ground at the fastest speed under the hard work of Glim.

Filled with strength, Mark Yangtian blew a deafening battle roar, and struck the savage sneak rushing toward the fast-moving magic crocodile. His footsteps are not heavy, but every step of the way, will leave a shallow pit covered with spiderwebs in the original place. His steps were not big, but he rushed to Grimm before the magic crocodile disappeared completely.

With a slap in the face, the thick stalk of the crocodile covered with thorns and sarcoma smashed, and it was colliding with the tomahawk with Mark.

The bang of the bang, followed by the cracked earth and sand and the small lightning storm that burst open.

Glim was soaked by the body of the native hunter, completely immersed in the soil, which escaped the spatter and lightning of the soil in a milliliter. Everyone saw it very clearly. Before the crocodile sneaked into the ground, most of the long tails in the second half of the body disappeared and looked very miserable.

At this moment, Mark is also struggling to step on the ground. He jumped high by the force of the impact. He was in the air, and suddenly it was a violent scream, and he slammed his strength to throw the tomahawk. The goal was that the body of Glim disappeared. local.

Another loud sound of earth-shattering, the battle axe hit the ground with a blind lightning storm, and instantly smashed the ground down a pit more than half a meter deep. The lightning storm that bursts open is constantly flashing at the bottom of the pit, and the earth and sand are burned into a glazed material.

Such a violent blow, not to mention the positive resistance, is to be involved in the rest of the wave, for a junior apprentice is also non-death.

In the keen sense of the spirit of the people, the life energy that represents Grim is violently frustrated, and instantly disappears by more than 2/3.

But fortunately, the earth still suffered more damage for him, and he was only suffering some shocks, so the strongman's Thunder hit a second in the end. This made everyone in the field regret and shook their heads and sigh!

If the speed of the mark is a little faster, the strength will be a little stronger. Maybe the kid named Grimm has been directly smothered in the shallow ground.

Junior apprentices want to challenge senior apprentices? That is really a joke! Really want to be solid, Grim can not even catch a single shot. Probably only the waste wood like black wood will be turned to the ground by a small junior apprentice!

Bearing the gaze of everyone or confusion, or sarcasm, or contempt, Blackwood shades his face under the shadow of a dull hood. Only a pair of green fires are faintly beating, not knowing what to think.

Only the face of the black hand Kevin is inconsistent with the change of the situation.

Mark’s violent lore was really bad, and he almost didn’t scare Kevin’s soul. The 270 magic crystal bet was Kevin’s hard work in the past two or three years, and he also expected to change himself to a good enchanting dagger. This is going to be a hot brain, inexplicably in the mud pit, it is not the net of the pants!

What is the basis of that Grimm? Just because of the magic crocodile, I am afraid that when I show my head, I will be smashed into mud by the violent mark. Kid, kid, you must not pit me, or I will block your door every day!

However, at this moment, Glim, but he was hiding in the ground and vomiting blood.

The blow of the opponent's strong, he was really hurt. If it wasn't for him to see the plane fast and desperately sneak into the depths of the ground, I am afraid that he had expelled him from the scene just now. Even so, just the huge shock transmitted by the ground squeezing, let him vomit blood three liters, almost a look down.

Quickly sneaking in the darkness of the ground, using the small space that the natives smashed out, Glim quickly dealt with his injuries. This was thrown out of the new konjac that was acquired overnight and worked hard overnight, and he drove the crocodile hunter slowly upwards.

Sure enough, Mark had long been prepared for Grimm’s underground sneak attack. The leather boots on his feet are obviously a bit weird, able to provoke a strange magical wave, leaving the ground underneath rock-solid, thus blocking all the earthen witchcraft cast by the magic crocodile.

In the end, the Tomahawk Marc was sitting cross-legged in the field, shouting with disdain: "Boy, from now on, your attack on the ground is useless to me. If you still want to fight, give it to me. If you want to consume, then I will spend it with you. I don't believe that your creatures can stay on the ground for so long!"

The voice did not fall, Mark jerked up and re-wrapped the Tomahawk in his hand.

On a ground less than a hundred meters away from him, the magic crocodile hunter slowly floated to the surface, and Grimson’s cold eyes were staring at him.

"Good boy, still you are interested. Today, let your grandfather Mark teach you what is fighting!"

After all, Mark’s body was once again filled with blue-blue free arcs, and the big axe swayed and screamed and rushed up.

"Don't you always want to see my means? Well, I will let you see it now." Glimson smiled coldly, his hands raised, and shouted: "Come out, my violent warrior!"

With his call, the entire site instantly collapsed.