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Chapter 107 We are the champions!
Under the gaze of everyone, the duel began.

Peng Chong launched the first attack, but it was just a feint.

He wanted to see Wang Teng's attack method first, but Wang Teng was obviously very experienced in combat and did not reveal any flaws.

However, it is still obvious that Peng Chong has an absolute advantage.

After all, one side was injured, while the other side was fully equipped and well-equipped.

Peng Chong did not take any risks.

Instead, he steadily consumed Wang Teng's physical strength.

He just kept blocking Wang Teng's attacks without counterattacking.

The fact that the opponent was able to win by breaking his arm shows that Wang Teng’s style of play is quite aggressive and he is likely to resort to the strategy of exchanging injuries for injuries.

With an absolute advantage, Peng Chong will not give the opponent any chance to turn the tables.

This turtle-like playing style made Wang Teng very frustrated.

His attack could not break through the defense of Peng Chong's shield at all.

He even deliberately exposed a few flaws, but Peng Chong didn't fall for it.

I still focus on blocking as usual.

Terribly stable.

This made Wang Teng feel like he was fighting against a stinky and hard stone.

After experiencing two fierce battles in a row, he had consumed a lot of his physical strength.

If he continues to stalemate with Peng Chong like this, he will definitely be the loser in the end.

Wang Teng looked at Peng Chong calmly with his shield raised, observing his attack.

Finally decided to sacrifice his life.

Peng Chong did not attack. Once he got completely close to him, the rapier in his hand was able to bypass the shield and directly attack Peng Chong's body.

If he attacks, he can also get the opportunity to exchange one sword for another.

Having made up his mind, Wang Teng made a feint and then stepped forward, exposing his body to Peng Chong's attack range.

'How do you choose?'

Wang Teng looked straight at Peng Chong.

However, Wang Teng was wrong about one thing: Peng Chong did not want to kill him.

So what greeted him was not the long sword in Peng Chong's hand, nor continued defense, but the shield that kept enlarging in front of his eyes.

"Oh!"

Peng Chong used shield strike!
The huge force knocked Wang Teng backwards and he fell to the ground under the ring.

This immediately stunned everyone watching the game.

I thought the game would be deadlocked for a long time, but I didn't expect the winner to be decided in an instant.

"Wang Teng is a little too impatient."

Some people shook their heads and sighed.

"If you encounter a Turtle Shield type like this, you will be anxious even if you attack."

"However, this style of play won't work against Miao Zhuang who's wielding a double-edged axe. Let's see whether Miao Zhuang wins or Lao Hu wins. If Miao Zhuang wins, then we won't have to watch the rest of the game."

Someone spoke.

Peng Chong's teammates were happy to see him win.

In this way, Peng Chong has the skills, and he is ranked second, so there is still room for selection.

"I hope Miao Zhuang doesn't win. That way he might still get first place, and the reward for first place is a blue scroll."

Wan Bangqing said.

Sixth floor preparation area

See Wang Teng step down.

People reacted differently.

Many people regret not following Zhou Wenjie's lead.

Qin Yuan's face was filled with sorrow:

"Emperor Wang Teng has fallen. From now on, our human race no longer has an emperor. Everything is over."

Fang Yaozu was a little confused. Where did this channel go again?
Some people just lost the game, not died!

“Should have gone all-in!”

Heipang felt it was a pity. If they had bet all in, their performance would have doubled.

As for Qin Yuan's weird remarks, I was already a little used to it, so I didn't say anything.

"As long as we can make money and not lose money, that's fine."

Fang Yaozu was quite open-minded.

The perspective returns to the scene.

Peng Chong observed the duel on the other side of the ring. The short middle-aged man holding a dagger kept trying to get close.

Miao Zhuang obviously knew how powerful his opponent was, so he didn't dare let him get close to him. He attacked with all his might, frequently repelling the short middle-aged man who wanted to get close to him.

If it was a normal duel, the short middle-aged man would definitely be the winner in the end, because the heavy weight of the double-edged axe was not suitable for a long battle.

Especially when encountering a master like the short middle-aged man, you dare not stop for a moment and must remain vigilant at all times.

Otherwise, if you relax, it will immediately seize the opportunity and kill you with one blow.

However, this is a normal situation.

But the reality is that Tong Qin had given the order before.

If no winner is decided within three minutes, all players will be eliminated.

If the short middle-aged man wants to advance, he must defeat Miao Zhuang within three minutes.

But if you attack rashly, there will definitely be flaws.

This also makes the outcome of the game confusing.

"Miao Zhuang, if you quit now, you can still save some energy to get third place. If we continue to stalemate like this, we will both be eliminated, and the skill scroll will be given to someone else."

The short middle-aged man spoke.

"Why should I admit defeat and not you? If you have the guts, kill me, or we'll be eliminated together."

Miao Zhuang bet that the short middle-aged man in front of him was reluctant to give up the opportunity to acquire skills.

Once we are in a stalemate, we will engage in psychological warfare.

It depends on who has the weakest psychological endurance and can’t help it first.

"court death!"

The short middle-aged man snorted coldly and stopped talking.

Two minutes passed quickly, Miao Zhuang was already sweating profusely, his physical strength was almost exhausted, and the double-edged axe in his hand became heavier and heavier, like a mountain.

But even so, Miao Zhuang still gritted his teeth and kept swinging, not giving the short middle-aged man any chance.

He has persisted for so long, so naturally he will not give up.

Finally, when the three-minute mark was approaching, the short middle-aged man chose to jump off the ring.

Miao Zhuang was so exhausted that his mind became distracted, so naturally he couldn't pay attention to the time.

He didn't want to lose the chance to obtain the skill scroll, so he had no choice but to give up and compete with Wang Teng, who was knocked off the stage by Peng before, for the third place.

Miao Zhuang won the final victory, but he was exhausted and had no strength to fight anymore.

The competition is about to end today, so Tong Qin will naturally not give him time to rest.

So after seeing Peng Chong, who was still in full shape, come on the court, he directly chose to forfeit.

In the end, Peng Chong won first place.

The battle between the short middle-aged man and Wang Teng was uneventful. In the end, the short middle-aged man won the final victory. Wang Teng, who was missing one hand, had no resistance in front of him.

"It's still not quite right. Next time, let's change it to a fight to the death. You can't win unless you kill your opponent."

Seeing that the game was over, Tong Qin said somewhat listlessly.

"Definitely next time."

Ma Jin decided not to hold this kind of competition next time and just let these guys draw lots.

You're still fighting to the death. He's not yours, but you don't feel sorry for him at all, right?

Ma Jin cursed Tong Qin seventeen or eighteen times in his heart, but there was still a smile on his face.

The competition is over and the next step is to receive the awards.

Peng Chong was the first to go up.

Ma Jin asked someone to take out the three scrolls.

One blue, two green.

Peng Chong first looked at the blue scroll.

It was similar to the skill scroll he gave Zhou Wenjie, and the scroll was filled with incomprehensible inscriptions.

In the middle is a pattern related to the scroll skills.

A roaring human head.

Before the competition, he listened to Li Yue talk about how to distinguish the types of skill scrolls.

This type of one with a head is usually a battle cry type, which can cause a debuff effect to the enemy or increase the buff effect to yourself and teammates.

It's one of the more practical skills.

Peng Chong was not in a hurry to make a choice.

I decided to take a look at the skills on the next two skill scrolls before making a decision.

Thinking of this, he looked at the other two green skill scrolls.

(End of this chapter)