Chapter 513: Something Is Wrong with This Style of Painting

"Something is wrong. The Demon Cult Pope frowned and said.

It's quite wrong.

Because the ring has not been increased, there is still only this one.

Do we have to fight two by two?

Then when will the first round end?

Isn't this just deliberately delaying time?

Mr. Zhongli stood up, raised his head and asked: "Why not add more rings?"

No one paid attention to him.

"Then there must be a time limit, right?"

Su Xue's voice finally sounded: "The rule is to kill one party. Of course, death here is not real death, but being sent back to the original place, which is the same as before. "

Everyone was a little depressed.

Mr. Zhongli asked: "How long is the time limit for that duel?"

Su Xue's voice sounded: "No limit."

The four hundred people were in different moods.

No limit?

How to play this?

If you don't fight, can you just stand on the stage?

Now, the two No. 1s are still standing opposite each other and have not taken action.

The Demon Cult Pope snorted and said loudly to the stage: "Hurry up and fight! "

The two people on the stage were startled.

So they began to circle around each other, apparently looking for each other's flaws.

Su Xue's voice rang again: "During the duel, no one else can intervene, but they can remind each other.

This rule is useless!

If they don't fight, then the others can only stare blankly?

How long will this drag on?

Someone below started to curse: "Why are you turning around? Hurry up and fight!"

"Do you want to die? If you keep dragging it out, we will definitely kill you when we get out!"

"Gou Wuchang, I recognize you! Aren't you usually very arrogant? Why are you scared now?"

One of the people on the stage was Gou Wuchang. At this time, he turned around and cursed: "What does it have to do with you whether I fight or not? Come up if you have the guts!"

Naturally, no one could go up.

His opponent had been circling with him, and at this time, he seemed to have caught a flaw and suddenly threw out a few hidden weapons.

Gou Wuchang was shocked and cursed: "Despicable!"

Immediately dodge.

They finally started fighting!

The crowd in the audience finally calmed down.

Since the fight has started, let's watch it calmly!

Finally, five minutes later, Gou Wuchang was beaten to death and disappeared.

The first game was over.

Next came the two No. 2s.

These two were very fast.

Because one of them turned out to be the Pope of the Demon Cult!

As soon as he got on the stage, he punched the other to death, and it was over!

After No. 2 finished, the figures on the stage changed immediately, and it became two No. 3s.

The game went on quickly.

Because the competition was relatively fast, everyone's emotions were not so excited.

Anyway, it just depends on luck.

If you are lucky and meet a weaker opponent, then naturally the chance of winning is greater.

So now they are more concerned about who their opponents are.

Look at them one by one.

Those who have the same number as those big guys are naturally depressed.

And seeing that the one with the same number as you is just a scum, then you are overjoyed.

Those successful bigwigs were lucky. They were all separated and did not meet in advance.

More than an hour passed in the blink of an eye, and it was already the duel of No. 32.

Two figures appeared on the stage.

One of them was an old man. As soon as he came on the stage, he shouted loudly, and a huge cover floated out of his body, which actually covered him. It looked like a turtle shell bigger than a person!

"It's Linggui Zhenren! This old guy is shameless. He released his turtle shell as soon as he came on the stage!"

"This old guy's turtle shell is said to be extremely hard. It can't break his defense unless it is above the 100th level!"

"What is he going to do? Is he going to hide in it all the time?"

His opponent was also very depressed.

Speaking of his opponent, people also know him.

It turned out to be a ninety-level archbishop of the Divine Church.

"That's Archbishop Chenbei! It's said that he's almost reached the hundredth level! I don't think Linggui Zhenren can hold on in this fight. After all, Linggui Zhenren is said to be only about sixty levels."

"Bullshit, without the power of the hundredth level, you still want to break the defense of that old turtle? You're really overthinking! As long as he keeps hiding in the turtle shell, who can do anything to him?"

"But... he can't hurt Archbishop Chenbei!"

"Can Archbishop Chenbei hurt him?"

Everyone's face changed.

Archbishop Chenbei took out a weapon without saying a word. It was a big stick. It became longer and bigger when it was shaken. He shouted and jumped up to smash the turtle shell.

Bang!

There was a loud shock.

The turtle shell was fine.

Archbishop Chenbei was shocked and retreated again and again.

"Linggui Zhenren! Come out, let's fight seriously!" Archbishop Chenbei shouted loudly.

"Come out? This is my magic weapon. Why should I go out and fight you? If you have the guts, break my shell and kill me. Otherwise, admit defeat!"

"Admit defeat? You wish! If you don't come out, I will beat you out!"

Archbishop Chen Bei was really angry.

This old turtle is so shameless!

So he rushed over with a stick in hand.

After knocking for a while, I felt a little tired, but I couldn't knock the turtle shell at all.

What the hell, how do you fight this?

Everyone below the stage was stunned.

This...there's no way to fight this!

Chen Bei suddenly exclaimed, spat out a mouthful of blood and took a few steps back, "My meridians are damaged!"

But Master Linggui remained unmoved and said coldly: "Archbishop Chenbei, don't even think about lying to me. No matter what happens, I will never go out. If you have the ability, break my shell!"

Chen Bei sighed, "Shameless old guy!"

He is so depressed!

With his ninety-plus level strength, he could have easily entered the top one hundred.

However, now I met such a shameless old turtle in the first round!

At worst, I will end up with you!

So he simply sat down cross-legged and seemed to be practicing.

"Fight! If you don't fight, others will still fight!" Someone finally couldn't help shouting.

Both people on the stage were unmoved.

"What the hell, how long are you going to delay this? Old turtle, give in!" someone in the audience shouted.

Linggui Zhenren only thought that the man was farting.

Even the boss can't sit still.

They all spoke out for both sides to fight.

But neither side was moved.

Finally, Chen Bei stood up and said loudly: "It's not that I don't want to fight, but this old turtle won't come out at all. How can we fight? If you have the ability to ask him to come out, then I will beat him to death immediately!"

Master Linggui smiled and said: "Archbishop Chenbei, don't waste everyone's time. Just admit defeat! I won't go out."

"You... don't even think about it! My strength is over 90 levels. As long as I get through the first two rounds, it is possible to reach over 100 levels. You want me to admit defeat? It's impossible!"