Chapter 847 Defeated

"Number 25 vs NO.17."

When Qianqiao heard this number, although she didn't show it on the face, she was already crying in her heart.

She was really afraid of something. The reason why she could win the previous match so easily was because the opponent was a fool, and the most important thing was that the opponent was at the same level as her.

And this No. 17 is a mid-stage high-level fighter, whose strength is equivalent to that of a mid-stage Nascent Soul in the cultivation world, but this is not the point, the point is the opponent's shiny armor.

Although the stupid armor before is good, but in order to facilitate the movement, the warcraft skin with better defensive ability is used at the joints, so the floating has room to play, but this No.17 armor is not in this way.

I don't know what kind of material this person's armor is made of, but it can really cover the whole body without any dead spots, and judging from the fact that the opponent's movements are not restricted, the grade of the armor is definitely not low.

This is also the reason why Qianqiao doesn't want to meet this strong man.

Strictly speaking, this man is not a strong man.

The reason why he looks tall and strong is mainly because he wears armor, and he also wears a helmet that can't see his face, Qianqiao doesn't even know what he looks like.

After silently mourning for herself for a few seconds, Qian Qiao followed NO.17 to the arena.

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"Roger Dunn."

While waiting for the signal to start the game, NO.17 standing opposite suddenly spoke.

"Nangong Qianqiao."

It took Qian Qiao a while to realize that the other party was reporting his name, so he replied politely.

At this time, there is no need to hide her name. Besides, this is the Western Continent, and no one will know her at all.

Qian Qiao still chose Jinling Huaguang to test the other party this time, but Roger Dunn didn't accept this, he didn't even move his position, and the giant sword in his hand that was shining with cold light wiped out all the golden butterflies flying all over the sky. crushed.

Compared with the Hanhan before, this opponent is very strong, this kind of strength is not only due to the level of cultivation, but also the calmness in his bones.

It was as if no matter what kind of opponent he encountered, he would never fail.

Qianqiao knew that she had really met a strong enemy this time, and she didn't hide any secrets. The moment she saw the opponent swinging the sword, she decisively sacrificed the Mo Yun sword.

"Yulong Wuyi!"

While throwing out a sword intent, Qianqiao also hid Fuyou in the black dragon.

And Roger Dunn finally moved at this moment. He was holding the hilt of the sword with one hand, and when Mo Long attacked him, his knees were in a half-kneeling position, and his body leaned forward slightly.

Qianqiao didn't even see how the opponent made a move, the black long dragon was cut in half by a sword in front of his eyes.

Although Fuyou escaped a catastrophe, when it pierced the man's silver-white armor, the obvious resistance made Qianqiao understand that Fuyou, who was always invincible, also failed.

This may be the first time for Qianqiao to truly face failure. This gap in strength shocked her, but at the same time she was more excited.

The opponent is only a small realm higher than himself, but even with his strength, even if he faces the cultivator of Huashen, it is estimated that there is a possibility of a battle.

At this moment, Qianqiao felt as if she had grasped something, but she didn't have time to think about what it was.

"I surrender."

The failure was only in the blink of an eye, and Qianqiao was pressed down by Roger Dunn, and the great sword gleaming with cold light was clinging to her neck.

"No.17 advanced!"

"Please move to the resurrection field on the 25th."

(End of this chapter)

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