Chapter 393: Have you lost your vocal cords?

But in fact, these cameras can only capture the results.

Because the players' movements were too fast.

Even if the area is limited to the arena.

Their movements are almost impossible to capture with the naked eye.

"Buzz~"

"The competition is about to begin, contestants, please enter the ring."

A mechanical sound came from the arena.

A large number of ghosts flew from the ground to the ring.

Find their own place.

"Dang!"

A ghost flew up with force, but fell to the ground again.

"Ouch."

Fang Jian covered his waist.

"Master, this armor is too heavy. I can't fly at all while wearing it."

Confident Ghost: "...Isn't it just a little bit of armor made of black gold? Why are you so useless!"

Fang Jian moved his body.

His whole body was wrapped tightly in black gold.

One layer after another.

"Master, with the defense I'm wearing, you may not be able to kill me."

"What nonsense are you talking about? I'll send you up."

The confident ghost grabbed Fang Jian and threw him directly.

"Boom!!"

On the ring, Hu Tu watched in confusion as a ghost was thrown up and bounced several times on the ground.

Then motionless.

Hu Tu: "...Referee, is he dead?"

"Ahem, it's okay. I'm fine."

Fang Jian struggled to stand up.

"The game is about to begin, please be ready."

In the sky, numbers appeared on a huge display screen.

"10."

"9."

"…"

"2."

"1."

"Game start!!"

As the sound of the start of the game sounded, all the ghosts and monsters in the entire ring started to move instantly.

All kinds of cool skills are flying around.

Fortunately, each stage is separated.

Otherwise, those with low levels would be easily killed by skills flying over from another arena.

There is only one place that is relatively quiet.

Hu Tu didn't move, and neither did Fang Jian.

The main reason is that even if he wants to move, it's difficult for him.

Hu Tu looked at Fang Jian, who was wearing a lv800 armor with several layers, and didn't know where to start.

"No, brother, are you sick? How can you fight me when you are dressed like this?"

Fang Jian said angrily in his armor.

"You can't kill me anyway."

Hu Tu was speechless.

"Then you can't hit me."

Fang Jian smiled mysteriously.

"Unfortunately, I just learned from a master. He taught me something different. This thing is called magic. Even if I don't have to move, I can still cause harm to you."

Hu Tu scratched his head.

"Hey, don't tell me. I heard that people who come from a small world can also do magic. I cast a forbidden spell at that time and almost killed a lv100 ghost. Come on, let me see your magic. "

Hu Tu became interested.

He is a hundred levels higher than Fang Jian.

Don't talk about magic, you have black magic, it's useless.

Fang Jian struggled to take out a walkie-talkie from his armor.

He pointed at Hu Tu and said.

"Don't run away, wait for me to sing."

An umbrella appeared in Hu Tu's hand.

Once opened.

A ghost shield appears.

Fang Jian, on the other hand, started chanting magic into the intercom.

"Coordinate correction, target position 3, 5, 3, distance 27,

High explosive, proximity fuse, 12 base numbers, secret key, the apprentice of a confident ghost. "

Soon, a voice came from the other side.

"Received, loading the Ghost Missile, bearing 171, ruler

225, elevation angle 12, correction 3 to the left, high-explosive loading,

Fuse 30, three rounds fired rapidly, missiles washed the ground, fire! ! ! "

"Swish swish!!"

Hu Tu on the opposite side: "..."

"No, wait a minute. Why does your singing sound wrong to me?"

Fang Jian huddled up.

"It's okay, I'm fine. The magic is coming soon. I'll hide for a while."

"ah?"

"Swish swish!!"

Countless black spots appeared on the horizon.

Looking vaguely, there was a ghost standing on the ground.

Dozens of missile launch vehicles around him were firing missiles continuously.

The black spots are getting closer.

Missiles that looked like towering trees bombarded directly.

Hu Tu's eyes widened.

"Damn it! You call this magic!"

"boom!!!"

"puff!!"

Hu Tu fled everywhere.

But the battlefield designated for the two ghosts is only that big.

There is absolutely no escape.

"boom!!!"

"boom!!!"

Wave after wave of ghost missiles bombarded them indiscriminately.

This arena is filled with smoke and deafening.

It continued until all the other ghosts and monsters in the ring were defeated.

Bombs are still falling from the sky.

This explosion lasted two hours.

Until the last missile exploded.

Only then did the bombing stop.

Inside the arena, black smoke shrouded everything, making it impossible to see anything clearly.

After waiting for half an hour, there was no intention of leaving.

There was a sound in the sky.

"The next match is about to start, please ask the referee to clear the ring."

A ghost stepped forward.

Waving towards the ring.

A strong wind appeared.

Take the smoke away.

As the thick smoke dissipated, the ghosts finally saw clearly the scene inside.

There is a piece of black coal on the ground, sticking tightly to the ground.

Not just a piece of black coal.

The entire arena was dark.

All we can say is that this piece of black coal is the only bulge.

The referee flew into the ring.

After searching twice, I couldn't see anything except this piece of black coal.

So he lifted his hand.

Ghost power emerges.

Lift the black coal.

"Wow!"

Black Carbon moved twice.

All the black condensation on his body fell off.

Revealing the shiny black gold.

Fang Jian shook his head.

My ears were buzzing and I couldn't hear anything.

He looked up and saw the referee.

shouted.

"Is it over? Who won?"

The referee glanced around.

"you win."

Fang Jian looked at the referee.

"You are talking, who wins? Why are you just moving your mouth and not speaking?"

Referee: "?? I said, you win!!"

Fang Jian's eyes were confused.

"Did you lose your fucking vocal cords?"

Referee: "...Go aside and play!"

The referee waved and threw Fang Jian out of the ring and fell into the city.

"Plop!!"

Fang Jian fell to the ground.

"Oh, it seems, it seems like two bones are broken, Master! Master, where are you?"

The confident ghost squatted on the ground.

Looking at the 6 billion on the phone, the corners of his mouth gradually twisted.

I was planning to go and claim credit with Chen Gang.

With a pop, I saw Fang Jian falling in the distance.

The confident ghost looked at the balance in his phone and then at Fang Jian.

Take out your phone.

House building level 400, odds: 1,10.

He looked at Fang Jian's opponent again.

Aurora lv600, odds: 1, 0.2.

Finally he gritted his teeth.

"Damn it, do it again, go all in!"

Be more confident.

6 billion, all bet on Fangjian.

If you go back with 6 billion, the boss can only praise yourself a few words, but if you go back with 60 billion.

The boss has to kneel down and give me a massage! !

Thinking of this, Confident Ghost quickly ran to Fang Jian.

"Hey, my good disciple, the master is here. You weren't hurt by the fall, were you?"

Fang Jian raised his head in confusion.

"Your fucking vocal cords are also lost?"