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The current speed at which the two are fighting is already a little hard for ordinary people to watch, so a professional commentator is needed, and Charlotte plays this role.

"Ms. Emily took the lead in launching a fierce attack on Mr. Tartaglia the moment the battle began!"

"Oh my god, Miss Emily is so powerful that even the reinforced arena can't withstand her attack!"

"Of course, Mr. Tartaglia also responded very well. Not only did he avoid Miss Emily's attack in advance, he even had room to counterattack!"

……

"Mr. Tartaglia seems to have used the power of the evil eye, and his entire temperament has changed safely."

"Oh my god, what speed is this?"

"Both of them are very strong. Mr. Tartaglia's attacks were very fierce and oppressive, but Miss Emily still defended them all."

"However, the current situation is still not very favorable for Miss Emily. If she just passively defends, the opponent will find a flaw sooner or later. I wonder if Miss Emily has a way to break the situation. Let us wait and see!"

While Charlotte was frantically filming the two fighting parties, she was also trying her best to explain the situation to all the audience. The audience did not expect the battle to be so exciting. They were all drawn into the battle on the scene and began to cheer for the two men as if they had been injected with chicken blood.

Because the girl has a very good reputation in Melo Petersburg and is also quite capable, she has the most supporters at the scene.

Of course, as the [Executive Officer] of the Fatui, Tartaglia currently has the upper hand, and there are also many people supporting him.

However, this situation did not last long, and the girl soon gained an overwhelming advantage.

Suddenly, there were several girls at the scene, holding banners, wearing cool clothes, dancing passionately and shouting loudly.

"Come on, President! Come on, President!"

After seeing these young and beautiful girls, many people couldn't take their eyes off them, and some of the audience who originally supported Tartaglia directly defected to the enemy.

There's nothing we can do about it, since we treat everyone as brothers here!

Seeing the girl's support lineup and the dwindling support for Tartaglia at the scene, the Fatui soldiers suddenly became anxious.

"Not good, the opponent's backup team is now overwhelmingly powerful!"

"There are fewer and fewer people cheering for Sir Young Master. If this continues, Sir Young Master might be affected by his mentality and perform poorly, leading to defeat!"

"No, we cannot stand idly by. We will protect Sir [Young Master]'s back!"

A Fatui soldier spoke to the others. He was also the dog-headed military strategist who came up with the idea of ​​writing words on everyone's stomach.

"But just now Master [Young Master] told us to just watch the battle quietly, and there was no need to do anything else."

Some of the Fatui soldiers raised questions.

"Just now, now is now!"

"Just now we didn't expect the enemy to be so shameless, and now Sir [Young Master] is in an extremely dangerous situation. We can't not know how to adapt!"

"You'll be right if you listen to me. I'll take full responsibility for anything that happens!"

After hearing that the other party was willing to take responsibility, the Fatui soldiers put their worries to rest.

If they have made any contribution, all of them will definitely be rewarded.

And if you mess things up, there is someone to take the blame, so it’s a sure win business!

"Everyone come over here, I'll tell you in detail..."

……

On the battlefield, the situation was actually not as unfavorable for the girl as Charlotte said.

Tartaglia was very clear about this, because during the fight, the girl who was fighting with him always had a calm smile on her face.

Of course, he also knew that he must be smiling at this moment. He was getting more and more excited, and his body was becoming more and more flexible.

The speed can be further increased!

The strength can be even stronger!

Tartaglia's strength continued to grow as he fought with all his strength, and this feeling made him feel extremely happy both physically and mentally.

This is fighting!

What happened before with Villette can't be called a fight at all, it was pure seeking abuse!

Fortunately, the other party fought him on behalf of the water goddess Furninna, otherwise today's battle would probably be as boring as that time with Villette.

After he defeats his opponent and his strength grows further, I believe he will be able to enjoy another exhilarating battle with Funina!

And that Villette, he will definitely challenge him to a duel again!

Just as Tartaglia was enjoying the joy of growth, he suddenly caught a glimpse of his subordinates out of the corner of his eye and was immediately stunned.

I don't know when the Fatui soldiers changed their outfits. They were wearing black stockings on their legs, black tight leather jackets, and two rabbit ears on their heads. When they stood there, they were obvious sources of pollution.

"Is it really okay for us to dress like this?"

"Don't worry, don't you see that those people have been attracted by our charm? They are all stunned!"

The Fatui soldier who made this suggestion reassured everyone.

"Well, it's time for us to show off our Fatui's might!"

"My Lord will win!"

"Master, you are number one in the world!"

"Master, your lordship has been so arbitrary for eternity!"

……

Tartaglia was already numb all over, and suddenly he felt a sense of crisis coming from his side. He only had time to resist for a moment, and then his whole body was directly blown away by the powerful force.

"puff--"

Tartaglia spat out a mouthful of blood in the air, and it was unclear whether it was because of being beaten or because of being angry.

"vomit!"

Some of the audience members couldn't bear it anymore and vomited immediately. The place was soon filled with a bad smell.

"Oh no, Master [Young Master] is injured!"

"Hurry up and keep going, we must not be working hard enough!"

"Use our last trick!"

"it is good!"

As the Fatui soldiers tore off their black leather jackets one by one, revealing the words on their stomachs, Tartaglia seemed to be bleeding even more.

Who can tell him who sent these idiots to him? !

Wait, it seems like he picked it himself, so that’s fine…

Tartaglia couldn't help but begin to miss the guy who was called a traitor by the other Fatui soldiers, as if that guy was the smartest among them.

Alechino, send a few more spies over here, I can’t take it anymore!

In a short period of time, Tartaglia's mood went through ups and downs, and finally his body fell heavily to the ground.

Fortunately, the girl did not pursue the victory, otherwise Tartaglia might not have suffered only such minor injuries.

Of course, although Tartaglia's physical injuries were not serious at this time, his heart was already broken.

"Can the people of the Fatui actually play such a perverted game?"

"I thought I was perverted enough, but I didn't expect the Fatui to be even more perverted!"

"I often don't fit in with you guys because I'm not perverted enough."

……

After hearing the complaints from people around him, Tartaglia was so angry that he vomited blood.

"Stop it right now!"

Tartaglia yelled at the Fatui soldiers, but because they were far enough away from the venue and there were many people around making a fuss, the content was not delivered smoothly.

"What, Lord [Young Master] asked us to speak louder!"

"Everyone shout with me!"

"The pinnacle of martial arts, the pride of the world, as long as you have Sir, you have the heavens!"

The Fatui soldiers stood up and shouted, revealing the corresponding fonts on their bodies and standing in order.

Tartaglia was completely confused. Although he liked the content, this scene made him dizzy.

Tartaglia no longer dared to think about what kind of expression Piero, the "clown", would have on his face after watching today's broadcast...

Suddenly, Tartaglia felt a sense of crisis again, and this time it was the girl who took the initiative to attack.

However, Tartaglia had no intention of getting entangled with the girl, and went straight to the audience.

Because he and the girl had already lifted the venue restriction rule, he did not violate the rules even in this situation.

Soon, Tartaglia personally gave each Fatui soldier a big beating, knocking them all to the ground, and the world suddenly became clean and quiet.

I'll come back to deal with you later!

After venting, Tartaglia finally felt a little better. He then faced the girl's attack and the two of them started a fierce fight again.

This battle was equally exciting, and what surprised Tartaglia even more was that he found that the girl's strength was actually improving.

Such a strong opponent, I must let her see my demon king's armor!

And with his current strength, he has no way to suppress the opponent.

Even Tartaglia felt that the other party was still holding back, because the expression on the girl's face remained indifferent.

So after blocking the girl's next attack, Tartaglia jumped directly to a slightly farther place, then swung the lightning spear and finally inserted it into the ground.

Seeing that Tartaglia seemed to have other actions, the girl stopped temporarily.

"Hahahaha, I haven't had so much fun fighting in a long time!"

"I will fight Miss Emily with all my strength from now on. Miss Emily, you better be careful!"

After saying this, Tartaglia prepared to activate the transformation of the Demon King Arms.

But at this moment, the memory of the two consecutive failures of transformation loomed in Tartaglia's mind, making him hesitate.

"Miss Emily, I believe you enjoy fighting as much as I do?"

After hearing Tartaglia's tentative question, the girl smiled and nodded.

Seeing this, Tartaglia felt relieved and spoke again.

"Then please wait for a moment, Miss Emily. I will show you my strongest form right away!"

Seeing Dadalia's cautious look, the audience laughed for a moment.

It seems that the other party is still brooding over the last time he was killed instantly by Villette, and even has a psychological trauma.

Charlotte also smiled and continued her explanation.

"I'm sorry, everyone. I was a little delayed in cleaning the dirty stuff in the camera. I, Charlotte, will continue to explain to you next!"

"It seems that Miss Emily has put enough pressure on Mr. Tartaglia, and Mr. Tartaglia seems to be using his last resort!"

"For some reason, Tartaglia is now starting friendly negotiations with Miss Emily. I wonder what Miss Emily's response will be?"

"Can we all shout out our ideas so Miss Emily can hear them?"

"Let him change, let him change!"

The audience shouted in unison. Although most of them supported the girl, this did not stop them from wanting to watch the fun.

"Please, Mr. Tartaglia."

The girl still kept smiling and spoke softly.

After hearing what the girl said, Tartaglia felt completely relieved.

"Then watch out for my strongest form, the Demon King Armor!"

After saying that, Tartaglia began to transform without hesitation, and the audience looked at where he was with great anticipation.

However, at this moment, an accident happened.

At this moment, a green formation suddenly appeared under Tartaglia's feet. When Tartaglia saw this formation, he had a bad feeling.

However, it was too late. The green formation suddenly burst out with an extremely terrifying impact, which quickly blew away the abyss breath that was entangled with Tartaglia, and then blew him away.