The prosperous age of blood

Chapter 437 Ring No. [-] and Ring No. [-]
This is the third ring, Bellamy from Tanlang Kingdom VS Sim Moore from Rahu Kingdom.

These two are blood clans of noble origin, and they all have a huge family support behind them. Being able to represent the country today shows how outstanding they are.

However, in this arena, there can only be one winner.

Bellamy's ability is space-based, named Peach Garden. Before encountering Qianqi, he had absolute confidence in his ability, but after fighting Qianqi, his self-confidence was frustrated, and he began to doubt his ability Really powerful?
Shaking his head, whether he is strong or not, his ability is still his greatest support. He knows that if he wants to win this competition, he has to pull the opponent into his peach garden, otherwise he has no chance of winning.

"This match must be won."

This is the common voice of Bellamy and Simmore, because they have lost two games in a row.Bellamy lost the first to Harrison and the second to Chinch.Simmore lost the first to Adessa and the second to Harrison.

They are all eager for this victory.

Without too many words, Xin Moore used his ability as soon as he came up, the dark ability: dark madman.

Xin Moore's ability is of the melee type. Once the dark maniac is summoned, it means that he has a powerful fighter, a fighter who is slightly stronger than himself.

The situation immediately became two-on-one.

Facing such a situation, Bellamy didn't feel too nervous, but calmed down in her heart.

"If you touch his head, you can activate my ability." Bellamy stared closely at Simmore's head.

"You don't use your ability?" Seeing that he had used his ability but Bellamy hadn't used it, Simmore couldn't help being surprised.

"You don't need to use your ability to deal with you." Bellamy said, his purpose is very simple, to anger the enemy first, make him lose his mind, so that he can have a chance.

"You are too confident." Sim Moore was really angry.

Although he had never fought Bellamy, he still knew the result of Bellamy's battle. "The guy who lost two games is actually arrogant in front of me."

The angry Sim Moore rushed over, followed by the dark maniac, and the two surrounded Bella in a double-team.

After the battle, Bellamy was covered in injuries.

"Do you still think that you can defeat me without using your abilities?" Sim Moore looked at Bellamy who was covered in injuries, feeling very relieved.

"That's a lot of nonsense," Bellamy said disdainfully.

Angry, out of anger.

"Why does he underestimate me, why?"

He rushed over again, and this time, Simmore wanted to fight Bella hand-to-hand, and he wanted to cripple her, so he used a brutal style of play, and did not dodge or dodge at all.

Bang bang bang, countless punches hit Bellamy, and Bellamy hit Simmore on the head after receiving [-] punches, which made Simmore more confident: "The guy in front of me is not as fast and powerful as I'm still exaggerating."

But as soon as his self-confidence rose, it immediately cooled down, because the surrounding scenery had turned into a peach garden.

"Welcome to the peach garden." Bellamy said softly.

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Arena number six.

Rahu Country Dadaman VS Puka Country Mason.

Dadaman is a strong man with big arms, round waist and solid muscles.Mason was skinny, shaking like noodles.

"Hey, can you stop shaking?" Dadaman said with some dissatisfaction.

"I'm wobbling, I'm wobbling, hit me if you have the ability." Mason kept shaking.

"Then keep shaking, I'll have a sip of wine first." Dadaman said.

After speaking, he really sat down on the ground, took out an old wine bag from his arms, and began to drink heavily, letting Mason dangle in front of his eyes, ignoring him at all.

"You are actually sitting there? This is a ring, how can you sit there?" Mason said dissatisfied.

"Is there anyone who stipulates that you can't sit there?" Dadaman asked.

"How do you fight me while sitting there?" Mason sneered.

"Who is going to fight with you? I'm drinking." Dadaman's answer drove Mason a little crazy.

"But how can you beat me if you don't fight?" Mason asked.

"I've said it all, I just want to drink now." Dadaman replied with a smell of alcohol.

"Is he kidding me?" Mason gritted his teeth and stopped after shaking Dadaman twice. "Dada has won two games in two games. His strength should not be weak. Be careful lest he play tricks."

"If you don't attack me, I will attack you first." Mason said suddenly.

"bring it on."

Dadaman didn't act very cautious, as if Mason was telling him something that had nothing to do with him, he was still drinking heavily.

"Still drinking?" Mason dodged and rushed towards Dadaman, his fist was filled with blood, and he punched Dadaman.

Dadaman didn't move, his fist was getting closer, getting closer.

But his fist was withdrawn when he was about to hit Dadaman, and Mason retreated to the edge of the ring all at once.

"He doesn't hide. If I attack him and he doesn't hide, there must be a conspiracy." Mason thought this way in his heart. In his opinion, no one would want to be beaten for no reason. Dadaman must have ulterior motives if he doesn't fight back or dodge.

"You don't flash?" Mason asked with doubts in his heart.

"Why should I flash?" Dadaman laughed, and continued to drink.

"Damn it." Mason cursed secretly. "He completely saw through my thoughts. He knew that my punch just now would not hit him, so he didn't dodge? This time, this time I will definitely give him a punch."

Phew, Mason rushed over again, his fists filled with more powerful blood and blasted towards Dadaman.

The blood was surging, and the powerful force pressed out a wave of air.

Just when Mason's fist was about to hit Dadaman's face, Dadaman suddenly raised his head, and just glanced at Mason, just a glance, his eyes were ordinary.

But it was such calm eyes that made Mason feel uncertain.

"He sees through my moves, he will fight back. He has won twice, I have to be careful." A drop of cold sweat broke out on Mason's forehead and he retreated again.

After quitting, he regretted it, because he knew that he lost this round again.

After two times, Mason had lost his confidence. He simply stopped attacking and sat down.

But when he sat down, Dadaman stood up, poured out the empty wine bag and said, "Well, a jug of good wine is gone just like that, well, let's start the war."

"Are you kidding me?" Mason stood up angrily.

"So what?"

Dadaman chuckled, and after laughing, his figure disappeared, and then he appeared in front of Mason's eyes, and punched Mason's chest with an ordinary punch.

Boom, Mason flew out immediately, bumped into the ring, and slid down from the barrier of the ring like a dead dog.

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