Chapter 758: Win or lose (1/2)

Chapter 758: Victory

Crackling!

The lightning properties exploded and the dazzling light dazzled everyone.

”This is not just a sword at all!”

Wu Tianbao hurriedly explained and was equally stunned.

Of course, this is not a sword. It was only a short blade from the beginning, and later became a sword. Later, it turned out that this was just a medium, and lightning can be emitted from all directions.

The voice had not fallen yet, and the Thunder Long Sword on the side was like a silver python, rushing towards the sweeping iron rod.

”Oh!”

The thunder and lightning made a harsh rubbing sound with the iron rod!

However, this stick is a desperate attack by Sartre, which is very powerful.

Originally, the power of the two was between Bo Zhong, at this time Anthony's power was decomposed, and rushed to meet.

However, both were ruthless, and regardless of his own hand, Sartre did not let go of his hand either. It is clear that the palm of that hand has been pierced through a **** hole, which is terrible.

”bump!”

Even if the iron rod was obstructed by thunder and lightning, it still bombarded Anthony, and he flew upside down, blood spilled from his mouth.

Sartre's bald head was bright, but at this time there was no monk's calmness, like a madman, the palm of his flesh and blood was also held on an iron rod, and his hands flung out a stick figure, brilliant.

Lift it up again!

Anthony's face turned pale, and he moaned. The sword and thunderbolt in his hand moved like a snake. At this time, his speed was once again faster, like an arc flashing, a silhouette flashing, and lightning was already facing Sartre's face like a viper. The door fluttered.

”Give up!”

The leading monk in Tianzhu Kingdom said slowly, his eyes seemed to be closed all the time.

In an instant, someone came on the court and stopped the two who were at war. ”In the first round, Yinglan won!”

The fight was quick and fierce, but it didn't take more than a minute before and after, exactly 54 seconds.

For fifty-four seconds, Sartre, a congenital mid-level being, was injured in the waist, and a hand was directly drawn out of a blood hole, while Anthony resisted a big stick, and the internal contusion was wounded.

If life and death fight, Sartre will die, Anthony will be seriously injured!

Soon, a specialized medical staff came on the court, took Sartre off, and handled his hand.

The monks of Tianzhu Kingdom have no sorrow or joy.

The leader of the British Kingdom looked a little heavy.

This battle does not count.

Anthony's lightning properties are unknown, and he was born domineering, and has been exposed at this time. More importantly, his lightning attack methods have also been exposed!

Moreover, he was hurt!

Off stage.

Ye Lingchen's mind could not help thinking of the four words, ”The warrior must fight!”

On the battlefield, what victory or defeat depends on life and death!

When entering the arena, whoever keeps his hands or cares will end up losing!

Looking at Jingshan and others, they were not surprised at all, apparently they were used to blood, and they had already expected this situation.

The murderousness in their anger really is not fake, and they have experienced a little less.

”The Kingdom of England is a bit difficult,” Sun Hongtao said. ”Their first game was to win by Anthony. Only the one who eliminated Tianzhu Kingdom first could win, but the result was just a victory.

The Tianzhu Kingdom is five congenital intermediates, while the Englishland country has only four congenital intermediates, and one is congenital primary, so Anthony's first battle is particularly critical.

At this point, something awful.