Kukuchi originally had a chance in the second game, but obviously his brother's defeat in the first game had some mental impact, and he failed to seize the fleeting opportunity. The more this happened, it made Vichy more eager for federal resources. They must seize this opportunity. The gap between the top 16 and the top 8 is very big, even if the opponent is the Mo family!

Now the players' faces have obviously wavered with confidence. If they continue to send others to the third game, it will be equivalent to giving up the third game.

"You must win one first." Viccido's voice was filled with affirmation and belief, and he squatted slightly: "No matter who the opponent is!"

He kicked his bent legs hard, and the giant under the stage had already landed on the stage like a dark shadow covering the sky!

With just one kick, it actually crossed a distance of twenty or thirty meters! This is not gliding or flying, let alone a huge figure like an iron tower!

boom!

It was a sound like a meteorite falling to the ground! The hard ring ground instantly was centered on his footing point, and a large crack was smashed out. The terrifying wave of air flew directly around, sweeping the whole audience like a strong wind!

The audience was tingling with scalp. They had seen those who appeared cool. To be honest, they had never seen such a waste. Before they even started fighting, the poor floor broke again. To be honest, Stuart's CHF was about to be replaced this time, and it was probably an astronomical expense to replace the floor and the glass of the Athletics Pavilion.

I thought this crazy and cool guy would roar with his amazing appearance, but after landing, Viccido remained motionless like an old monk entering a meditation in the hustle and bustle, like a black tower!

It is easy to not move, but the difficult thing is that all breaths stop in an instant. From extreme movement to extreme static, this guy only took a moment to change.

Viccido's eyes had already locked in Mo Wen in the Tianji War Zone.

He has made quite detailed analysis and evaluation of Tianji's strength, and the supporters behind him have provided them with these. Viccido doesn't care about luxurious life and enjoyment at all. He is fighting for his family.

Mo Wen is undoubtedly the strongest person in the Tianji team. Although other Mo Ling and Napier Mo are also famous figures on the Mo List, to be honest, compared with Mo Wen, both strength and performance are inferior.

To be honest, Viccido is not sure of winning, and even if he only knows Mo Wen for half of his understanding, his chances of winning will never exceed 40%. However, he is not completely unlucky! Moreover, if he can fight Mo Wen, if he can force him into a tough battle, even if he fails, the Mammoth Team will definitely attract huge attention, which may be a glimmer of hope!

His eyes were quite calm at this time, but they were filled with some provocations.

It’s a pity that Mo Wen is a ‘blind’…

A pretty young figure walked out of the Tianji Team's war zone.

"It's Napier Me!"

"I didn't even ask in Mo? Will it be unsafe?"

"Yes, the deputy captain of Mammoth had almost suffered a great loss before. Their captain must be stronger. Napier Mo, even the five major Mo List assassins, would at most be similar to Mo Ling's strength, right?"

The raging discussions and speculation in the stands did not disturb the smile on Napier Mo's face.

Unlike Vichter's power falling from the sky, Nepil Meur's appearance is simply a standard clown.

With a juggling pace, he jumped up and kicked up hard when he went on stage, as if he was too strong, and a banana peel appeared under his feet. His body slipped directly, and his whole body flew up, and his butt sat down under the ring.

"ah!"

"ah?!"

A dumbfounded expression suddenly appeared in the stands. Napier Mo, who had obviously lost his balance, actually hit the ground, and then his whole head and neck were pressed hard like a spring, bounced up his whole body high, and took out a series of dazzling fights in the air, and then landed gracefully in front of Viccido.

The red and big nose was almost pressed against Viccido's body, not more than an inch or less, but not as tall as the other party, and his head was barely below Viccido's chest.

The huge figure that suddenly appeared in front of him seemed to have "scared" the clown. He quickly retreated in a panic, his funny appearance made the stands burst into laughter, and audiences from all walks of life were also stunned.

"Is this guy sure that's not funny?"

"Is it the legendary advertising time now?"

"In this way, he is actually one of the five major assassins... He is amazing, Brother Word!"

Not Mo Wen?

Before going out, Viccido imagined that the Tianji team directly used the strongest Mo Wen to suppress him, and also imagined that the Tianji team would send a marginal main force or even a substitute to repay him in order to avoid damage. These are the other party's reasonable choices, but actually chose Napier Mo? This cannot be the chess piece used by the Tianji team to give up, so...

Yes, he is the Mobang assassin, but so what? Mobang has never been invincible. Those who only believe in Mobang are just the most marginal audiences. What's more, let the assassin fight a heavy-mounted warrior!

It seems to be underestimated.

The corners of Viccido's mouth slightly raised.

"Hey hey hey! Big guy!" Napier Mo looked quite excited: "You are so strong! What do you usually eat?"

Vichdo could not respond at all. The Mo family members could not help but cover their faces. This is not mainstream. He told him 10,000 times before the game to be normal, but it was still useless. The more this guy got, the more he couldn't hold back.

Only Mo Xingchen had a smile on his lips. Napier's personality actually brought a hint of breeze to the old-fashioned Mo family. It was actually quite good. Looking at Wang Chong not far away, this was considered a close observation. At this time, Wang Chong felt the other party's realization and turned his head. Seeing that it was Mo Xingchen, he showed a smile. Mo Xingchen quickly turned his head and stuck out his tongue. Oh, it would be impolite to look at people like this.

"Don't be so serious. The game has not started yet. Everyone relax. You are my first opponent in CHF. I want to know more about you! Of course, it will definitely not involve your secrets!" Naipil Mo was obviously quite persistent and said, "How old are you? I think you are at least twenty-five. Of course, you are definitely not that old, you are just a little anxious."

"What zodiac sign are you? I think you must be Taurus, who looks so honest and so strong!"

"What blood type are you? I think you must be AB type. If you are not a mixed race, you will not be able to give birth to such a tall and mighty figure as much as you!"

"Do you have a girlfriend? I think you definitely don't. Just you, you will definitely not be able to practice the skills without a boy of more than 20 years! Tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk, look at this muscle, look at this line..."

Nepil Meh spoke quickly and urgently, asking and answering questions and there was no room for Viccido to interrupt.

Not to mention Viccido, even the audience on Tianxun were dumbfounded.

I have long seen that this guy is a funny type, but I didn’t expect to be so funny. Moreover, what does it have to do with his mother’s skills or whether he is a kid or a mixed race? Wait, I’m all confused. Is AB type just a blood type? Why are you getting mixed race?

The scene suddenly became quiet. The big screen was full of scenes like a man saying "His stern" and the sound of him slashing around the scene was echoed.

Until the referee couldn't stand it anymore and almost raised the yellow flag: "Please be serious and keep quiet! This is the game field!"

"bite!

The ringtone of the game rang just at this moment.

Viccido, whose entire face had been blackened, suddenly shot up, and his huge body enveloped Napier Mo in just a moment, pounced down like a cloud covering the sun!

"The eagle caught the chicken!" Napier Mo laughed, and turned his body in place. A slight sound turned into a ray of smoke and disappeared without a trace in an instant.

Viccido doesn't even have to look at him.

It is simply unrealistic for warriors like myself to compete for speed at the same level. Heavy warriors have the skills of heavy warriors against assassins, and Vichydo is obviously very insightful.

He actually closed his eyes.

On top!

Almost immediately sensed the soul power accumulated from above his body. Viccido didn't want to shoot back with his palms.

The speed of the original slower was just right because of this prophet's predecision.

Napier Mo's face was also more cautious, and he moved his moves sideways.

Sexy sex!

With rapid steps, countless chaotic sounds were made on the ring. Napier Mo actually turned seven or eight afterimages in an instant, and circled around Vicedo quickly.

The dagger in his hand kept stabbing out, but kept retracting it, while Viccido, who was surrounded by the afterimage, kept his eyes closed and his fists slammed in the air.

Each attack blocked Napier Mo's attack route in advance, forcing him to return in vain. The two had exchanged seventy or eighty rounds in the blink of an eye, but they didn't even touch the corner of the other party's clothes.

"So fast speed, so precise prediction." Wang Chong praised a little. Ordinary audience was confused when they saw the two of them playing like monkeys but not fighting, but in the eyes of the masters, their confrontation was a sudden turn. One was attacking quickly, and the other was defending well: "The two are equally strong."

"Nepil Mo's consumption will be greater." Grey was also very keen. To be honest, the strength shown by the two of them at the beginning of this showdown was no longer below the level of Wang Chong's last fight with Eddie. It was indeed the level of the quarterfinals, so let's not talk about Naipil Mo. Many powerful people who were hidden in other teams would probably get angry in this round.

Wang Chong also nodded: "It won't last forever."

It's about to change your tricks.

Da da da da da da da!

Several colorful missiles shot out from Napier Mo's hands. Compared to the passive daggers that would fall into a blocking, it would not be painful to throw things like hidden weapons at all.

The sudden intensified attack obviously made Vicky a little difficult. It was not too difficult to keep up with the opponent's pace and the attack speed of the dagger, but this ubiquitous attack of hidden weapons is really a bit unpredictable. Moreover, during the opponent's high-speed detour, hidden weapons often come from behind, but the dagger has already circled in a big circle and stabbed him from the front.

Head-on!

Viccido just snorted coldly. If this was a battle that could directly determine the outcome of the two teams, he might choose to delay more time to observe slowly, understand the opponent more carefully, and also experience the pleasure of the battle. But now it is obviously not suitable. The Mammoth Team urgently needs a refreshing victory, and he also needs to retain his physical strength to deal with the team battle that is very likely to participate in.

We must fight quickly!

A golden light flashed on Viccido's back, and his entire back arched, ignoring the hidden weapon behind him. His hands also grew in an instant, and they grew half a meter longer. The arms that were flashing with golden light suddenly pinched forward!

Perhaps it was because he made a wrong judgment on his sudden swelling arm, or perhaps because Viccido's attack had been prepared for too long, Nepil Mo could not avoid it!

Bang!

The heavy blow rang out loud on Viccido's back, but only made his body tremble slightly, but his swollen hands had already pinched Napier Mo's body!

"Win..." Before he finished speaking, Viccido's face changed.

I saw that what I was holding in my hand was just a piece of wood wrapped in Napier Mo's clothes!

Stand-in technique?

Swamp~~~~~~

Several cold lights came in an instant, and they took Viccido's neck from the side, so fast that he could not react at all! And the sharpness of the cold light when it pulled through the air actually felt like it was faintly cut even the stable space around it!

Only experts can see the details better. A simple throat slit is more destructive than many super combat skills at such speed and power. Even Wang Chong and Grey are a bit shocking.

"The lost ancient martial arts assassin's skill, a wonderful counterattack!"

"I was distracted by the stand-in technique and I couldn't hide."

"It's actually decided so quickly?"

Bang bang bang bang!

Only a crisp metallic attack was heard, and golden light shone on Viccido's neck, and sparks were splashing everywhere! The three knife marks that pulled over the neck were unable to cut them apart!

"How is that possible!"

"Oh my God! What a strong defense!"

"Is that the Zhao family's indestructible body?!"

A burst of exclamations suddenly sounded at the scene. At that time, Zhao Tianlong was successfully selected into the ink list with his own Vajra. It was known as one of the most difficult external skills to practice in the Zhao family, and it was impossible to spread it outside the world. But the defense that Viccido had just shown was really similar!

"It's not about practicing hard skills outside, nor is it about being indestructible!" As the inheritor of the bloodline, Tiweilan is obviously an expert in this regard: "It's the real golden bloodline! The golden mammoth bloodline!"

It all calls it golden mammoth, but that is just a misnomer that the outside world is not familiar with this bloodline. The mammoth bloodline is the mammoth bloodline, and the golden mammoth is a variant of this bloodline, or the source bloodline, which is a specific form of inheritance from the mammoth bloodline!

Just like Adam Levine's werewolf bloodline, if it were just ordinary werewolf bloodline, the Bailadean family would not have spent so much effort and would have cultivated it as an heir.
Chapter completed!