Warchris didn't answer, he didn't know how to answer the question of Wind.

He was so confident and used his carefully polished skills, but he was easily avoided by the Fengfeng.

If you talk about attributes alone, you should be stronger...

Why, now, is so embarrassed?

Warchris tried to pull out the long sword from Piercing Wind's hand, but the blade that Piercing Wind was pinched was still motionless.

The wind increased the strength of his hand and squeezed the sword tightly.

The long sword, which had been turned many times, finally made a exhausted buzzing sound. It could not stand the world and broke into two sections.

The cyclone wandering around the body surged violently, and the wind threw the broken half of the sword out of the field like throwing garbage.

It seemed as if countless strong winds were blowing all over the body, and all the hair was dancing in the air, looking arrogant.

The light blue eyes emitted a sharp light, and the slashing wind questioned Warchris again, and every word was sonorous and powerful:

"I ask you, is this your full strength?"

Warchris faced the gaze of the wind, and an inexplicable fear surged into his heart. He tightly clenched the broken sword left in his hand.

Nothing can be done or nothing.

Why...it became like this?

Obviously, reincarnated in this world, what awaits yourself should be a relaxed and pleasant adventure life. Relying on your strong strength to make your enemies surrender, and relying on your own tenderness to constantly gather your partners...

Why... When you come to this world, nothing goes well.

I am a brave man. The world only needs to revolve around me. No one is stronger than me, no one is more wiser than me. I should be the kind of man who can do it just by wanting to...

That's right, I'm the kind of man who can do it, so I won't fall down here.

I am the one chosen by the goddess, I am a brave man, and in this world, I have also worked hard... Defeat all kinds of robbers and all kinds of terrifying monsters...

I am, unique!

Gripping his teeth, Warchris burst out with an astonishing speed, stabbing the wind's chest with a broken sword.

The wind did not dodge, and let Warchris stab him in the chest.

"Ba"

Before Vauclis's broken sword could actually touch Pifeng's chest, it was flew away by the cyclone of Pifeng's chest.

The firmness on Warchris's face was repelled by this sudden "accident" and turned into endless confusion.

The wind snatched all this in his sight, and an unprecedented feeling surged into his heart.

He felt like he was being teased.

The cyclone that the Wind Wolf tribe wanders on its body is the strongest defense of the Wind Wolf tribe.

This is no secret. Even if you come from abroad, you can know this common sense by just a little investigation.

Duofeng thought that Warchris had found the weakness of the cyclone and wanted to complete the reversal, but the result was...

"Although he has that power, he is as weak as a weak person. Skills, decisions, reaction power... are all garbage!"

It feels like he is a fool who is careful to be wary of Warchris before the start of the game.

People like Warchris should not appear on this stage! People like Warchris are not worthy of appearing on this stage that only belongs to the strong!

Even the people he defeated in the first two rounds were thousands of times stronger than Vorchris.

At least they have a heart that wants to be a truly strong person!

The wind swung its sharp claws. Warchris noticed the crisis and wanted to avoid it, but the wind swung was too fast.

In the blink of an eye, Warchris' head was grabbed by the wind and shot it on the battle stage, smashing a huge deep pit.

It wasn't over yet. The wind dragged Warchris out of the pit, pinched his head, and smashed it into the ground again.

The audience on the audience couldn't help but feel heartbroken and frightened.

This is not a battle at all. No one can tell that Du Feng is just venting his anger simply.

One after another, the wind roared, angry and violently, and the entire battle station trembled.

Bright red liquid flowed down Warchris' forehead, countless golden hairs scattered in the air, and the gorgeous cloak was stained with thick dust.

The only thing that was not damaged was the armor on Warchris' body. The armor that protects the body was useless in this case and could only shine in the sun. What a irony.

In the end, the referee finally couldn't stand it anymore.

As soon as Warchris was confirmed to have lost consciousness, the referee immediately decided to win the Wind.

Duofeng calmed down.

He didn't even look at Warchris in the deep pit, and accepted a simple recovery, and left without looking back.

The wind could not hide my disappointment with Warchris.

Someone left in the lounge.

After a while, under the treatment of the Dragon God Conference Committee, Warchris gradually regained his consciousness.

He raised his head and looked at the white clouds floating in the sky in a daze.

He lost, but he lost it quickly.

Warchris sat blankly, unable to figure out how he lost. He didn't stagger until the Dragon God Conference Committee drove people away. He stood up and left.

Walking in the contestant's special departure passage, Warchris's eyes gradually became blurred, as if he had a very long dream.

That dream has not woken up until now.

What kind of brave men, what different worlds, what kind of submen, what kind of dragon god meeting... all this is just a dream.

When I wake up and wait for myself, I will definitely still be the exercises that I can never finish and the intra-sample that I can never stop.

In that sea of ​​books, the only thing that can be comforted is the relaxed and cheerful drama and the game that can be played for a while in fragments of time.

However, those people even had to deprive this last little interest.

I must be tired, so I have such a long dream.

If it is a dream, you will wake up sooner or later.

Since that's the case, even if you do nothing, even if you are a brave man, it doesn't matter if you don't save the world...

Anyway, I'm not the strongest.

As he walked, Warchris saw a figure leaning against the wall in the narrow passage.

When Warchris saw him, he bared his teeth:

"Where are you doing now! You must have come here and laughed at me, right? That guy is very strong, and you will definitely not win him. In my opinion, he is the winner of this Dragon God Conference. I am not unfair to lose to him!"

Yang Yu left the wall leaning against, looking at Warchris impatiently,

"There's one thing you're really right, I'm here to make fun of you!

I not only want to laugh, but also have to laugh with great fanfare.

As for another thing, the grudge between us must be settled. I still remember what you said at that time.

I don't want to be troubled by waste materials like you again.
Chapter completed!