In the twenty duels, the Tessians and the Slans won four games in ten duels! The two draws ended and unexpectedly returned in vain.

It seems that fate is causing trouble, and the Portlanders and Slans are in an embarrassing ending with four wins, four losses and one draw. The last duel between the two sides represents the fateful battle of today's ten duels.

The Slan Empire is better. If you win, you will win. If you win, you will lose four losses. It is much better than the previous game when you win against the Tessie Empire.

The Republic of Portland lost a momentum in the previous battle with the Slams, and its momentum was at a disadvantage.

The Slan Empire's ninth-level thunder-type great swordsman vs. the eighth-level water-type great swordsman of the Republic of Portland, and the Slan people laughed!

People in this world also know that not only metals conduct electricity, but also water conducts electricity. But this water-based swordsman does not have ice branches, otherwise his resistance will be stronger. However, not only is his strength one level worse, but his attributes are suppressed. From the surface, if nothing unexpected happens, the Slan Warriors have a great chance of winning.

What no one expected was that the accident happened. The Portland Swordsman drank a mysterious potion as soon as he came on the field, and then his whole body burst into dazzling flames. The dark blue water war air was even darker and darker, with red eyes, and a terrifying roar, like a crazy tiger, taking the lead in launching the main attack.

"The despicable Portlander actually uses burst potions. This is not real strength, bastard! This duel is invalid!"

Military diplomats from the Slan Empire sent solemn protests to the Mission of the Republic of Portland.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that the eighth-level water-type swordsman's strength in the War Qi Flame is comparable to that of the sword god's level, not only is the first level weaker, but is more than one level stronger than the first level.

The difference in position and strength between human positions is not just about the eighth level to the ninth level. Ten human positions and the ninth level masters may not be the opponent of a first-level strongman.

It can be guessed that the strength triggered by the drug must be short-lived and will pay an unimaginable huge price. The Portlanders were simply useless to win.

In short, these guys who were kicked by donkeys must be crazy.

As the messengers of the Five Kingdoms and representatives of the Divine Court of Light who witnessed fairness and justice on the spot, they showed different tendencies. They were originally the Slan Empire and the Tessie Empire, and the Portland Republic brought to strengthen their own allies, and their respective goals were very clear.

The messengers of the Adrich and the messengers of the Ibiza spoke for the Slan Empire, while the messengers of the Anstrasse Empire, the Rahn Republic and the Malaga Empire were arguing, constantly making mistakes, and even turning the raids, turning black and white.

From the beginning, the representative of the Divine Court of Light, who had been determined not to easily enter this mixed-water battle, completely putting himself out of the matter and expressed his neutrality and remained silent.

However, before the duel of various countries could come to an end, it ended in just a dozen breaths.

There was an uproar in the audience outside the barrier.

The warriors of the Slan Empire and the warriors of the Republic of Portland both entangled together. The weapons in their hands stabbed into the other side's vitals. Both sides died almost at the same time, but maintained their final actions and did not fall down.

Just a few seconds ago, the Portland Warriors who were in a crazy position relied on their battle energy level that was lifted by the potion to defeat the Slan Warriors' sword force. At the same time, they still maintained the move of exchanging life for life, gave up all defenses, and stabbed the opponent's heart with one sword.

The Slan Warriors, who were forced into a desperate situation and could not retreat, had already become aware of it before they came on the court. Before the opponent's sword strikes his body, they used the tooth for tooth and eye for eye, and at the same time used their ultimate sword skills to use.

The result was no surprise, and both sides pierced the other's heart at the same time.

If you look closely, both sides never gave up their bravery until the last moment. After the sword edge stabbed into the opponent's heart, they tried their best to stir up a few times, completely cutting off all their vitality and completely frozen the last bravery of both sides.

"you?"

"mean!"

"Shameless!"

The diplomats of the Slan Empire, the messenger of the Adrichg Empire and the messenger of the Ibiza saw such a tragic scene on the field, and suddenly seemed to understand something and glared at the other three envoys in furiousness.

The other party’s previous disputes were completely delaying time, and now these disputes are completely useless.

The representative priest of the Divine Court of Light continued to remain silent. At this time, he spoke randomly. His fate would never be much better than sending a stolen rack to purify his soul and body.

"It's still Zhanhe! Slanese people, do you think about what to do next? Should you continue the duel or change the gameplay!"

As one of the most powerful countries, the Anstrasse Empire was proudly settled.

"Yes, it's time to count the battle!"

"Battle!"

The envoys of the other two countries unswervingly expressed their support.

"The Portlanders cheat, they should be sentenced to lose the battle!"

Slanese diplomats insisted on protesting.

The Portlanders who used the potion would have taken a huge advantage even if they were Zhanhe. If they hadn't taken the potion, the eighth-level water-type great swordsman would have lost the duel long ago.

Perhaps the information of the fighters in the last round has been clear, and Portland's personnel have come up with this bad strategy and try to get away with it.

There was a quarrel at the scene and they all argued.

"Quiet, quiet, why not everyone vote for opinions!"

Seeing that the quarrel continues, no platinum! This may not be the result until next year. The priest of the Divine Divine Court has to face and mix.

Everyone realized that there was no point in continuing to argue, so the scene became quiet and raised their hands to decide the result of the duel.

It’s still a war! In the vote of the allies that did not participate in the raising of their hands, the original judgment was maintained on three to three.

Although the Slans had one less ally than their opponents, this time the God of Light stood on their side.

Now the Slan Empire and its two rivals were in a deadlock again. Of course, this was what the Divine Court of Light was willing to see. Although they were not involved in politics, they knew the importance of balance. Even in the current situation that could not be avoided, continuing to stalemate was the best result.

The twenty duels between the Three Kingdoms ended like this, and more than twenty lives were paid (defeated is death, death is death, death is death and death outside the field), but this result was achieved.

Many people in the audience whispered and buzzed, and they didn't know what the Three Kingdoms would react next.

"Continue the duel!"

After quick discussion with their own personnel, diplomats from the eight countries unexpectedly reached the first consensus.

"Death Wheel Battle!"

The envoy of the Malaga Empire, who is famous for its "new gameplay", shouted loudly about the next "new gameplay", and continued to fight in a row without end. The most exciting duel was to continue.

"Free Challenge!"

The Portlanders who almost played the game in the lottery duel plan to change their approach.

"No! Continue to draw lots to challenge!"

The Tessians, who almost gained the upper hand several times in the duel, wanted to completely defeat the Slans by following the old routine.

The Anstrather Empire Messenger and the Rahn Republic Messenger also made their own suggestions.

The Tessie Empire and the Republic of Portland each have their own plans for the first time. After all, the two sides were in an alliance and cooperated in advance to jointly put pressure on the Slans. However, one side took advantage, but the other side could not benefit from it. This is a practical problem facing the two countries.

At this time, even allies can only care about their own interests to clean up the snow in front of their own doors, not caring about the frost on their tiles.

At this time, Dilon, the leader of the Portland mission, shook his eyes at one of the nearby Portland guards. He sent a mission to the Slan Empire until now, even though he was in danger several times, he still had a trump card that no one knew.

"Cowardly Slan! Hawking, the captain of the Royal Guards of the Tessie Empire, is here to challenge! Who dares to fight! Who dares to fight!"

A very arrogant shout suddenly sounded in the duel arena, which made Portland diplomat Di Long stunned. He turned his eyes to Althorp, a fellow member of the Tessy Empire, but saw that the other party nodded inadvertently.

The Portlanders then suddenly realized that the Tessie had also left a hand and had the same plan as themselves.

"Hmph!~The game has just begun!" Di Long regained his confidence again.

In the original plan, this gift was enough to impress the Slans, but now it has unexpectedly turned into a double gift. I wonder if the Slans are lucky enough to eat them all.

Be careful not to overwhelm yourself, Slam!

The pure black war Qi flame rose more than one foot high. The Tessian master turned out to be a powerful sword god-level powerhouse. With a low shout, he swung out a black sword energy like a pillar in both hands, and blasted heavily on the transparent barrier next to the duel area without reservation, hissing.

What's very strange is that this barrier was melted into a huge gap by the sword energy, and the Tessie Sword God easily fitted in.

Only those alchemists and the magicians who controlled this set of "Barbarian God Pillar" changed their faces. Only they knew that although that barrier did not activate the strongest state, it was just maintaining the basic state of forming, and it was not something that ordinary sword energy could blast away.

In just a moment, they felt tremendous pressure and were caught off guard and were blown open a large hole for two people to enter and exit at the same time.

"Sword God?"

"The Tessie actually sent a strong person with status!"

"It's the Dark Sword God!"

"He broke the barrier, whom is he going to challenge?"

A burst of exclamation came from the audience, and the one who forcibly entered the duel are far stronger than any warrior who had played in the past.

But the Tessie Dark Sword God looked around with a high aura and suddenly pointed at the royal box of the Slan Empire. It shouldn't be the point below. He shouted again: "The Royal Guards challenge the Royal Guards! Morin! Do you dare to accept the challenge?"

“Bold!”

Even the Slan royal guards in the box shouted angrily at the same time. As royal guards, challenging them means challenging the royal family. The royal majesty will never allow any provocation, and this guy is dead in any case.

Every Slan Royal Guard looked at this guy like he was looking at a dead person.

"Bastard! Do you think I don't exist?"

A big guy who rose up more intensely and was almost two meters tall and suddenly stood in front of Lin Mo who was about to take action.

The loyal and loving dog-legged son of the Slan Empire, the Royal Guard Captain, Giles!

Status third-level sword god!
Chapter completed!