Unfortunately, although her archery skills were fast and accurate, an ice wall suddenly rose in front of the Silver-Eyed Banshee, easily blocking the three arrows.

Shaking her head regretfully, Sophie had to fly back quickly. Although she had a killer weapon to break the opponent's defense, she needed preparation time and had no chance of winning alone.

After she turned around, those big ice hockeys hit, which showed how fast Sophie's archery was.

Zou Liang touched his chin, grandma, Bill, there was no flaw in looking at the Silver Eye Banshee. He was not only strong but also very balanced. There was no opportunity to take advantage of it.

"I'll try it."

The golden lion moved his wrist slightly and made a "Ku" sound.

Only a strong opponent can arouse his interest. Judging from the performance of the players in other provinces just now, especially the guy named Lela Subaru of the Black Lion, Murphy also wants to try it out.

"Go and go." Buenaven clenched his fists: "It's better to twist the monster's head off."

"I agree." Student Zou agreed seriously.

"Grandma's." Murphy grinned, and he finally changed into copper-grade armor.

The Golden Lion is very good. Even if someone who doesn't know him, you can feel a different taste when you see the agile and powerful steps, the rhythmic muscles rippling with bronze luster.

This guy is very strong.

It's purely a feeling, and those with vision can see it.

Rhythm, rhythm, strength, and strong control, as well as domineeringness and confidence.

This is the Golden Lion Murphy.

He was like a king in the jungle marching his territory.

The light flashed in the silver-eyed banshee's eyes. The little ant had some meaning, but it was only a little bit.

The bright red claws grabbed the ground, and amethyst columns rose, bounced up on Murphy's way forward, spreading like a forest!

Murphy did not react much, and his forward momentum was still fierce, but his domineering aura was different from those of the previous ones. There was indeed a good rhythm here and he had a better control of power.

The body goes from waist to legs, and then backwards, as if there is an invisible force that can give you more time than others, and control the rhythm and center of gravity more easily.

To him, the dense amethyst columns were just a forest of kings, wandering freely.
Chapter completed!