"Not armor." Makili shook his head, tearing his clothes apart, revealing a pair of armor that looked like a tree root, and said, "Although I don't know how you can wither these plants and no plant can grow on this land, there is not only one way of growing plants. This is also a plant, but it grows in my body."

"Growing inside the body?" Xu Zhe was shocked, looking at the armor on Majili's body like an old tree root, and said, "You... this is really a crazy idea."

"Crazy? I just want to make myself stronger. Just like you, I just want to be stronger. Haha, don't you have the belief to become stronger? I remember you said in the arena that you want to be the strongest priest." The smile on Makili's face looked very sunny and warm, "Actually, I also have such beliefs, become stronger and become a powerful priest." [.]

"With such a crazy approach, I believe you can become a powerful priest." Xu Zhe's eyes lit up, and his surging fighting spirit surged out of his body, saying, "Then, fight! I hope you don't disappoint me."

"Haha, come on." Makili grinned and ran towards Xu Zhe.

Huh!

When Makili approached Xu Zhe, a whip made of tree roots appeared strangely in his hand. With a sharp sound of breaking through the air, the whip swept towards Xu Zhe with afterimage.

"Good come." A look of admiration flashed through his eyes, and Xu Zhe raised his sword and rushed towards Majili.

The two of them fought each other, and the attacks back and forth were extremely fierce.

The audience was naturally enthusiastic, and their whole face looked red because of excessive shouting, and the blue veins were exposed on their foreheads very abruptly.

The arena's athletes and agents watched the battle in surprise. They had seen Makili's plant army, but they did not expect that Makili had such a skill to raise plants in their bodies. More importantly, they were shocked by the power of the clown.

The Joker is just a four-star priest, but he can compete with the six-star priest and even forced Makili to give up the trump card!

How did the clown practice? What kind of monster is he? What kind of monster is he?

Xu Zhe's attack became more and more fierce, and Majili fought back without being outdone. Both of them had scars on their bodies, blood was stained on the corners of their mouths, and their eyes were a little red.

Majili's strength is ultimately stronger, and Xu Zhe's injury is much heavier than Majili. Especially Majili's armor, which is not weak at all compared to the black cloud armor on Xu Zhe's body, offsetting most of Xu Zhe's attack power.

At the same time, Makili's weapons are very domineering. They seem to be whips, but they can be deformed at any time. Sometimes they turn into a sword or a knife. Although they are all tree roots, they are still very sharp.

Bang!

Majili's fist hit Xu Zhe's heart, a mouthful of blood gushed out of his mouth, and his body hit the wall of the arena, creating a human-shaped wall pit.

Swish!

Before Xu Zhe could react, Majili's thoughts had already come, and the stone walls around him were deformed one after another, and Xu Zhe was firmly fixed according to Majili's control.

"Ah!" Majili's overall strength is stronger than Xu Zhe, but the gap between his thoughts and Xu Zhe was huge. With Xu Zhe's roar, a thought like a storm rumbled. This fierce thought not only defeated Majili's thoughts, but even fell heavily on Majili, causing him to fly backwards, leaving a human-shaped wall pit on the stone wall of the arena.

"This kind of thought is almost comparable to the Seven-Star Priest." Such thoughts flashed through my mind, and Majili immediately fell to the ground and rushed towards Xu Zhe quickly.

Xu Zhe also rushed towards Majili. He and Majili had the same idea and must not give the other party time to breathe.

Bang!

Although his mind was very strong, Xu Zhe's overall strength was a little weaker than Majili. In the blink of an eye, Majili left dozens of wounds on Xu Zhe again. Although Majili knocked Xu Zhe away in the last blow, Majili himself was not very happy, and he couldn't even breathe.

Makili looked at Xu Zhe, unable to express his inner shock in words. The other party was just a four-star priest, but he had fought with him for so long. Just because he was fighting for this strength, was he really just a four-star priest?

"This time, he should have given up, right?" Looking at Xu Zhe who was lying in the distance, Majili couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. To be honest, he was a little scared. The pressure Xu Zhe brought him was really heavy, which made him almost breathless. Majili believed that as long as Xu Zhe was given time, he would definitely be able to become a strong man and surpass him.

Majili suddenly had a bitter smile on his face, and at the same time he had a desire. He had known Xu Zhe, and he knew that Xu Zhe was only seventeen years old. A seventeen-year-old four-star priest can compete with the four-star priest of the six-star priest. More importantly, he is still so young.

"What?" Suddenly, Makili screamed, looking at Xu Zhe who was shaking up and stood up in disbelief.

Makili is even more clear than Xu Zhe about how powerful the last attack has. Even if Xu Zhe has defensive equipment and combined with the previous damage, he will definitely not have the strength to fight again. However, Makili witnessed Xu Zhe standing up with his own eyes.

"Haha, it's so comfortable..." Hearing Xu Zhe's words, Makili's mouth twitched.

Xu Zhe ignored Majili's expression and looked straight at Majili, saying, "Next, let's go to the final battle. We... are about to decide the outcome."

"Okay!" Makili's eyes were full of admiration. He also wanted to be a strong man. He understood that what he supported Xu Zhe was not a fight of will, but a belief, a belief in wanting to be a strong man.

"Makili, you should know that I am the man who wants to become the strongest priest. How could I be defeated by you so easily with me like this? Haha, Makili, accept the final battle! Blood Sorrow!" Xu Zhe roared angrily, and a crisp sound came from his body, and a violent aura instantly surged.

"Xue Shang? This is... the combat skills of the arena! A combat skill that can enhance strength in a short period of time!" Majili knew what the role of Xue Shang was. As long as he made outstanding contributions to the arena, he could obtain the method of practicing this combat skill.

Majili didn't expect that Xu Zhe would actually practice Blood Sorrow!

A solemn feeling was pressing on Majili's heart. He knew that if he wanted to defeat Xu Zhe, he would either run away constantly and escape until the effective time of Xue Shang ended, or choose to fight, fighting with Xu Zhe who had almost reached its peak state.

The former has a high chance of winning, while the latter has a high chance of losing.

Staring at Xu Zhe who was so madly and rapidly, Majili smiled and said, "Escape is not my personality. Haha, I am also a person who wants to be a strong man."

If you can't escape, then fight!

"Kill!" A roar came from Xu Zhe's mouth.

"Fight!" Majili's eyes condensed, and his aura that was not inferior to Xu Zhe surged out of his body.

The two of them rushed towards each other with a low roar.

The audience seemed to understand that the next battle was the key to the outcome. In an instant, they all closed their mouths, and the entire arena seemed extremely quiet, and they could only hear heavy breathing.

Bang!

Xu Zhe and Majili collided with each other, and the strong airflow surged wildly.

"Come on! The clown!..."

"Segmenter!Segmenter!..."

"Makili!Makili!..."

When Xu Zhe and Majili collided, a crazy shout suddenly surged out of the quiet arena. Every audience member shouted wildly with excitement and made a hysterical cry from his mouth.

Xu Zhe's attack can only be described as madness. While all four swords attacked Majili, several dark slashes also approached Majili, leaving several scars on Majili's body in the blink of an eye.

Makili's eyes were red, and countless tree whips appeared in his hands, and also burst into attacks to resist the attacks that could be called storm.

"Will Xu Zhe use Xue Shang frequently cause any harm to him?" Zhao Xin, who was watching the game, frowned, with her eyes full of worry. She was really afraid that Xue Shang would bring incurable harm to Xu Zhe.

When he heard Zhao Xin say this, Delis, Zhou Yingying and Lin Baizi, Tong Ti couldn't help but look worried.

Soros, who was standing beside him, said, "Don't worry, this kid has a lot of mental power and is very strong. The sequelae brought by blood sorrow is almost pain. As long as he can persist and ignore these pains, he will get a lot of benefits."

Soros licked his mouth, and couldn't help but think of his agreement with Xu Zhe, his eyes full of thought: "According to Xu Zhe's growth rate, I'm afraid that when he advances to the Seven-Star Priest, he can kill himself in seconds. Uh... It seems that he really has to think of a way."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Xin and others nodded silently.

Shi Tou, who had been silent, suddenly spoke, "It's time to decide the outcome."

Hearing the words of Shi Tou, everyone stared at the battle in the arena.

Boom!

The gravel and dust were flying all over the sky, and Xu Zhe and Majili almost turned into bloody men. Majili's tree whip had been cut off several times, and Xu Zhe was also in trouble. The fire knife, thunder knife and electric knife were knocked away by Majili and inserted aside. In Xu Zhe's hand, there was only a wind knife.

Xu Zhe's arms were slightly numb, his chest was undulating violently, and he was breathing heavily. He stared at Majili, and Xu Zhe said, "Majili, you lost."

Upon hearing this, Majili smiled bitterly and said, "I didn't expect that your Nether Slash would still penetrate into my body."

In the last blow, Majili clearly felt something penetrated into his body. The scarce force could not stop Mingzhan's invasion at all, so he could only let Mingzhan enter his body.

"I lost." Makili looked at Xu Zhe with a smile and fell to the ground.

Whether it was the Force, Thought or Physical Power, it had been exhausted, and Makili was completely unconscious.

Xu Zhe moved his steps and dragged his body to Majili's side. He reached out to resolve the slash in Majili's body. Xu Zhe whispered: "Let us become strong together."

Majili, who was in a coma, moved his eyelashes and seemed to hear Xu Zhe's words.
Chapter completed!