game comprehension system

Chapter 76 Power Transmission
"No fighting spirit? Depressed? Damn, why should I raise you!" Liu Yan was furious, looking down at the one-horned black tiger lying lazily yawning in the center of the Colosseum, wishing he could immediately give it to him. a whip.

At this time, the aura barriers on both sides of the Colosseum had been opened, and the two spirit beasts were driven to the center of the Colosseum.

The Jinsihu on the opposite side seemed to be very familiar with the venue. As soon as he came out, he slowly walked around the Colosseum with tiger steps.

But the one-horned black tiger walked straight to the center of the Colosseum, and then lay down there, ignoring the golden silk tiger surrounding him, staring fiercely at him!In the end, the one-horned black tiger drooped its head, closed its eyes and looked like it was dozing off.

Seeing this scene, there was an uproar in the arena.

Originally, the cultivation level of the one-horned black tiger was one level higher than that of the gold-haired tiger, and the one-horned one on top of its head was considered a mutant spirit beast.

Generally, such mutated spirit beasts are much stronger than ordinary spirit beasts of the same level, and they all have some unique attack methods or innate magical powers.

Therefore, more than half of the people in the entire arena bet on the one-horned black tiger to win.

However, at this time, he realized that the one-horned black tiger was such a tired guy, and he immediately became angry.

"Get up, stand up, I'm your master, why did you raise such a bastard!"

"Damn it, if you have the ability, you just stay on your stomach. I don't want ten high-grade spirit stones anymore. I want to buy your flesh and blood. I want to eat you!"

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The crowd was excited, and the inner disciples who bought the golden silk tiger couldn't help but shine brightly on their faces, waving the gambling tickets in their hands, cheering for the golden silk tiger, and laughing at the one-horned black tiger lying there sleeping there.

Finally, an inner disciple who bought the one-horned black tiger couldn't hold back, and threw the half-gnawed spiritual fruit at the one-horned black tiger.

Immediately, inspired by him, the angry inner disciples threw their sundries at the Colosseum one after another.

A few inner disciples who bought the golden silk tiger had a flash in their eyes, took out a thin needle from their bosom, and threw it at the one-horned black tiger as well.

However, when these things were one meter away from the Colosseum, they were all blocked and could not enter the Colosseum.

The entire Colosseum is shrouded in a layer of transparent spiritual power. Although it does not affect the viewing at ordinary times, once the spirit beasts in the arena explode, they want to hurt the disciples in the Colosseum, or the disciples who are watching want to plot against the arena. Spiritual beasts will be blocked by this layer of aura.

Many sundries, including some hidden weapons thrown by malicious disciples, all hit the aura cover, and the aura cover suddenly appeared waves of water ripples, blocking all these things out.

The disciples throwing sundries still yelled loudly and continued to throw the rest of the sundries in their hands. Those disciples with ulterior motives, however, dimmed their eyes and stopped wasting their hidden weapons, but the scolding was still endless.

Sitting on the sidelines, Liu Yan was also furious. When many monks scolded the one-horned black tiger, they even scolded him as its master. Fortunately, many people didn't know that the disciple in gray clothes sitting next to them was its Master, otherwise, I'm afraid Liu Yan's violent beating would be unavoidable.

The golden silk tiger circled behind the one-horned black tiger, and suddenly launched an attack.

A thin golden thread extends from the tip of the golden tiger's nose to the tip of its tail. When the golden tiger leaps up, the golden thread suddenly emits a pale golden light, and the golden tiger speeds up suddenly, as if A sharp arrow pierces straight into the one-horned black tiger.

Don't say that the one-horned black tiger is sleeping there, even if it is fully prepared, it may not be able to dodge the attack of the golden-haired tiger.

"Stab~" With a sound, a bloody arrow shot out from the back of the one-horned black tiger.

The sharp claws of the golden tiger had already scratched the body of the one-horned black tiger, bringing up a strand of black hair.

The one-horned black tiger was in pain, opened its eyes, looked at the gold-haired tiger that had leapt forward, roared at it, shook its mane, and stood up.

Seeing the one-horned black tiger standing up, the monks who were about to tear up the betting tickets all brightened up and cheered towards it.Looking forward to the one-horned black tiger cheering up and defeating the golden silk tiger in one fell swoop.

However, to everyone's disappointment, in the next battle, the one-horned black tiger was no match for Jinsihu.

The golden silk tiger was originally about the same size as it, but its speed was much faster than that of the one-horned black tiger, and it would often launch attacks from the unexpected side and back of the one-horned black tiger.

And the one-horned black tiger gives people the feeling that it has always been lazy, trying to resist a few times, and doesn't care at all about the wounds that the gold silk tiger has scratched on its body and the blood that is gurgling.

"Damn it, don't you feel pain, don't you get mad, are you a masochist, do you want to die that much!" Liu Yan looked at the one-horned black tiger's inaction, Think back to the time when the black tiger fought bravely in the inner door qualification competition. Even though it was seriously injured and had no fighting strength, it could still jump up and bite Liu Yan's wrist. Although it was powerless, it was so cruel. The bloodthirsty eyes still did not attenuate.

It was this gaze that finally made Liu Yan not hesitate to take it as a pet and put it in the pet pen to allow it to recover from its injuries.

Otherwise, with the sword of its original owner, it would be impossible for it to continue to live.

Unexpectedly, after it recovered from its injuries, it lost its chain in the first battle when it was released.

Liu Yan was angry, depressed, and frantic, wishing he could go up and kill that one-horned black tiger!

"Stab~" With a sound, Liu Yan rushed to pull out the flame knife from the package tray, pointed at the one-horned black tiger and cursed.

The Flaming Knife was brandished in Liu Yan's hand, bringing out a stream of crimson aura from time to time. Liu Yan swung the Flaming Knife, slashing continuously towards the one-horned black tiger. Although he couldn't cut it, he still vented his anger.

"Huh? The magic weapon is not bad!" The person next to him turned his head and said.

"Want? How about buying you with [-] high-grade spirit stones!" Liu Yan turned his head and said in a vicious voice.

"Hehe, joke, joke!" The man hurriedly waved his hand and turned to look at the Colosseum.

[-] high-grade spirit stones are a lot, but compared to this magic weapon, they are still considered cheap. However, how can Liu Yan look like a person who uses tools to exchange spirit stones at this time?
"Roar~" In the arena, the one-horned black tiger seemed to see the flame knife, and suddenly became agitated. He beat the golden silk tiger aside with one paw, and roared towards Liu Yan.

"You paw, do you recognize this knife? Do you still remember your wolf-hearted master who stabbed you from the back? Do you still think about dying now and continue to follow your wolf-hearted original master? Okay Ah, come on, let me stab you a few more times with this knife, and I promise you will never die again, come on, come on!"

Liu Yan waved the flame knife and roared at the one-horned black tiger.

The black tiger kept staring at the flaming knife, and there were tears in the eyes of the two tigers.

Jinsihu made a careless move, and was slapped three meters away by the one-horned black tiger's paw. His whole body stabbed and slid on the ground until it hit the aura shield before stopping.

Jin Sihu turned over and stood up. Except for a few bloodstains on his cheeks, Jin Sihu didn't have any injuries on his body.

After standing up, Jinsihu rushed towards the one-horned black tiger.

During the running process, it changed direction again and again, making people unable to figure out the trajectory of its attack.

However, all of this seemed to be done for a blind man, the one-horned black tiger slowly approached Liu Yan, and didn't stop until he reached the spiritual shield.

Two big paws crawled on the spiritual light shield, and a tiger's face was completely pressed on it.

"Behind, behind, be careful behind!" Liu Yan shouted while holding the flame knife, pointing at the black tiger.

"Boom~" A black shadow enveloped Heihu.

Jin Sihu unexpectedly gave up the temptation this time, and launched an attack directly, throwing his whole body towards the one-horned black tiger.

The claws pierced deeply into the one-horned black tiger's body, climbed tightly on its back, and opened its mouth wide to bite the black tiger's neck.

Heihu seemed to be enraged all of a sudden, turning over and fighting with Jinsihu.

The two spirit beasts came and went, their bodies constantly entangled, rolling and biting on the Colosseum.

All the disciples in the Colosseum were fascinated by it. This is the battle they want, and this is the reason why they are gathered here.

Bloody, killing, biting, roaring, watching the spirit beasts biting and fighting each other in the arena, these inner disciples have a feeling of aloofness and contempt for all living beings.

In the end, although the one-horned black tiger fought hard, it wasted too many opportunities and gave Jinsihu too many opportunities. It had too many wounds on its body and too much blood.
It is now impossible to be the opponent of Jinsihu.

If it had been able to fight as hard as it is now at the beginning, then it would be particularly unknown who would die, but now, it has no way to defeat Jinsihu.

In the end, the one-horned black tiger slammed heavily on the ground of the Colosseum. Just as it was struggling to get up, the golden silk tiger stepped on its neck and hissed.

Although the Golden Silk Tiger's body was also full of scars, its foot on the one-horned black tiger's neck seemed to be made of steel, no matter how hard the black tiger struggled, it couldn't break free.

Liu Yan was dumbfounded.

"How is it possible, how could you be defeated by that golden silk tiger so easily?" Liu Yan said to himself.

"Get up, stand up!" Liu Yan shouted suddenly.

The one-horned black tiger stared at him with an inexplicable light.

"Ding! Your pet is dying. It asks you for help and asks you to use its power. Do you agree?" In my mind, the system suddenly made a voice.

"I agree, lend it!" Liu Yan was overjoyed and shouted loudly in his mind.

"Agree to the request, please choose how much of your power to use! From 10% to 80%" the system continued.

"All, lend it all!" Liu Yan roared.

"The request is dismissed. If you lose 100% of your strength, you will fall into a state of near-death! It does not conform to the law that the life of a character always takes the first place!"

"80%" Liu Yan said helplessly.

"The request is passed, and the power transmission begins!"

Immediately, Liu Yan felt all the strength in his body drained from his body like flowing water, and a feeling of weakness surged up. This sudden sense of powerlessness actually made Liu Yan unable to hold the flame knife.

(End of this chapter)