Motorized aspect

Chapter 1549 The final battle of the group ends

At this time, they were ready, and at the beginning of the battle, neither of them moved.

The audience booed, and Cantrew didn't understand why the two didn't start fighting.

The clown took out a shining dagger and threw it in an unknown direction...

"You are just talking in your mouth, dare to continue my rules?"

The unnamed hand made a grabbing motion, and the dagger on the ground swished into his palm, "It seems that you are very smart, and you want to delay time in this way, yes, I will defeat you with your rules."

The audience inside and outside the stadium were completely shocked. Just now, these two people were fighting to death. But in the blink of an eye, they actually wanted to end the fight by self-mutilation as they said before the battle. This is what they saw. They had the most bizarre fighting method in their lives. No, it was not so much fighting, but more like fighting each other, making it difficult for them to get off.

The commentary outside the court was also a bit confusing. There is no such restriction in the rules as to whether to fight or not. It stipulates that players who self-inflict harm will not be able to pass if they have a normal head and are fully confident in their own strength. In this way, it seems that the two people's heads are not normal.

In fact, the clown's head is indeed abnormal, otherwise as an orc, it would not be possible for him to end every battle with weird rules.

Of course, this guy named Wuming is not much better. He just caters to the saying that fish is good for fish, shrimps look for shrimps, turtles look for tortoises, and frogs look for toads. I am afraid these two people have seen each other right.

The clown spoke fiercely and without looking, he inserted the dagger directly into the body's abdomen. It was laughing, its eyes filled with unconcealable madness: "It's your turn."

Wuming snorted coldly, "I don't care either." With a chirp, he stabbed Bai Huahua's knife into his chest. This sudden change immediately caused screams from outside the venue.

Let’s talk, let’s talk, don’t make jokes about your body, Rao is the clown himself, and he didn’t dare to think that the other party could really say what he said, which made him more excited, “Hahaha, hahahahaha, come on, let’s continue."

It was thrusting wildly into his chest and abdomen, as if the body was not his own, giving people a sense of morbid madness, and making the audience in the field feel horrified.

As blood continued to splash out, the green liquid formed an indescribable mixture at his feet, which was extremely disgusting.

The female Canteru warrior squinted her cold eyes. If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, she would have found it hard to believe in the healing and regenerative power of this special species. "The Hidden Beasts really deserve their reputation."

"Why, you're scared." Another orc said.

"It's a bit creepy. The more such a creature harms itself, the stronger it will become. The cells are constantly reorganized and reorganized. If you give it time, I really don't know how far it can grow."

"The reorganization is true, but if it continues, its blood will probably be drained."

It was good not to say this, the female orc then turned her attention to Wuming. From the beginning to the end, her eyes were only locked on the clown. She really would not be interested in the weak, but when she saw it, she found a scene that surprised her.

This nameless is indeed stabbing his chest and abdomen with a dagger, but what flows out of its body is not red blood, even green and blue, but it is not, but a kind of blood that can't even be called by itself, similar to blood. A strange substance of black mist.

What a situation!
The clown seemed to have noticed the changes on the field, and gradually stopped his self-harm, "You're cheating."

"No, I didn't play tricks." In order to prove this point, Wuming stretched out an arm, inserted the dagger from the top of the arm, and the tip of the dagger pierced from the bottom, giving people an extremely unreal feeling. "Come on, let's continue this interesting game." Wuming seemed to like this feeling, and in the next second, he made an even more crazy move, actually stabbing himself twice at the neck.

Without any breath protection, the dagger easily pierced the surface of its skin. Likewise, what flowed out was not a blue, green or even red liquid, but an indescribable dark substance.

Ke Ao glanced at Feng Yi from a distance. Wasn't this the same weird thing as before? The difference was that the negative magnetic field disappeared, but this indescribable object was always a part of his body.

"Hahahaha, let's continue, are you scared?" At this time, Wuming, no, or rather, at this time, the 'weird' self-inflicted knife swing was much faster than the clown, it can be described as a ghost!

For a moment, the clown was dumbfounded and stunned...

"Madman, no, monster, it's a monster, a monster!" After saying three monsters in a row, the clown rushed towards Wuming as if in a daze, swung his dagger and stabbed Wuming frantically.

Wuming did not dodge, even if he made a counterattack, he allowed the clown to continuously swing his weapon to attack him.

The clown can feel the touch of each knife it stabs into the body, but when it is pulled out, what it sees is not blood, but a black substance...

Fortunately, the Cantru people have no concept of devils, otherwise they would definitely associate weirdness with devils.

"Monster, monster, go to hell, go to hell, ahhhhhh, hahaha..." The clown is completely crazy. It does not allow existences that are more durable than itself to appear in the world, but in front of it, a company clearly appears. It's also something indescribable.

"Your endurance is simply unbearable." Wuming slowly mentioned the clown and said, "Or, you are only at this level."

"Monster, monster, go to hell, go to hell, go to hell, hahaha..."

It was completely crazy. A trace of disdain flashed in Wuming's eyes. He threw his hand into the air, and the light waves in his palm flickered.

The sky shook, and the clown's body instantly turned into ashes.

"Rotten dust." Wuming said, turned away and flew into the air, disappearing...

In the blink of an eye, only two of the four kings of Canterlot were left. The clown's death was not the most tragic, but it was definitely the neatest, with no body left behind.

The battle is over, but it leaves people with a lot of questions, is it still human?But after coming into contact with aliens, Titan elves and Canterlot, it seems that this thing is not surprising.

"Weird, our feud will be settled one day."

Cantru, Beast God Hall, after watching the battle scene, Resenbor's eyes remained as calm as ever, but under its gloomy appearance, no one knew what it had experienced a year ago. It was this monster that made it His self-confidence as a king was greatly frustrated.

Even if the weirdness turns into ashes, Leisenboer will not forget the shame it gave at the beginning, and it is precisely this way that Leisenboer will let go of his attachment to the titan elves during this year, and continue to practice to make himself stronger.

(I have to go to the hospital for my last day tomorrow, there may be no updates, and I will be back to normal the day after tomorrow)
(End of this chapter)