"Who else!"

"Who else wants to challenge?"

Aidil stood on the open ground and shouted loudly.

He had been challenged by more than a dozen people in succession, and the most difficult one lasted half an hour.

However, such a long round of fighting not only did not make him feel tired, but he became more and more energetic.

He glanced at his own information panel.

[Aidil]

[Strength: Peak of Mortal Level]

After absorbing life energy hundreds of times with the Immortal Grip, Aidil's physical fitness at this moment has reached the limit of a mortal body.

He even felt that he could jump more than two meters high with a strong jump.

Lifting a 100-kilogram weight is even easier.

"I'm here to challenge you."

Suddenly, a tall and burly middle-aged man came over.

"My name is Kafulo. What are the rules of the challenge?"

"There are no rules. No weapons are needed. Just fight freely. But you have to take off your armor. That's not fair to me."

Aidil pointed at the heavy armor on the other person.

He hated people who wore too thick clothes the most. It was not because he liked the cool scenery, but because his Grasp of Immortality could only work when it touched the other person's body.

Although magic damage can be caused without touching the skin, it cannot absorb the life energy of the opponent's body.

This is almost an invalid attack for him.

"Okay."

Kafulo took off his armor and threw it on the ground, then posed in a ready position.

"Is it okay now?"

"It's okay."

Aidil nodded, with a slightly solemn look.

The feeling that the other person gave him was different from that of the previous people. Sure enough, the strong have their own style.

"Oh! There's another good show to watch."

Someone in the crowd of onlookers obviously recognized Kafulo and was very interested in the next competition.

"Cavlo, come on! Let the people of Avarosa see how powerful our Winter's Wrath is."

Cavlo's center of gravity was very low. His height of almost two meters reached the same level as Aidil's height after he took a fighting stance.

At the beginning of the battle, neither of them attacked immediately, but stared at each other for a long time, as if looking for each other's flaws.

And Aidil, whose strength had greatly increased, was at the moment of increased confidence. He slowly approached the other party and took the initiative to test the other party.

Swish!

Aidil's front legs swung at the opponent's lower body like a whip, and the green light shone on his soles.

The Immortal Grip can be used not only on hands and weapons, but also on feet.

Facing Aidil's first move, Cavlo did not dodge, but suddenly rushed forward, knocked Aidil to the ground with the opponent's whip kick, and then smashed his fists on the opponent like a rainstorm.

The heavy force on his body made Aidil feel numb.

But Aidil not only did not defend, but left the door wide open. With the help of the Grasp of Immortality, he punched back at Kafulo, as if he wanted to fight to the death with the opponent.

Melee? Come on!

I have the Grasp of Immortality, which can absorb your vitality to recover from injuries. How can I outlast you?

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The two people fighting in the field hurt each other with punches and palms. Neither of them chose to defend, but wanted to end the competition in one breath.

For Kafulo, his purpose this time was to hurt the person in front of him, so he had no reason to defend.

In Aidil's eyes, the purpose of holding this ring was to stack the Grasp of Immortality. Only by constantly punching can the benefits be maximized.

"Go!"

"Push harder!"

The onlookers kept shouting, watching the two people in the field fighting head-on in the most primitive way, they were extremely excited.

The feeling of the fist hitting was like beating a drum, which made people very excited.

The scene of blood foam flying everywhere aroused people's bloodthirsty desire.

"If this is all you have, then you will lose."

Although Aidil's face was blue and red at this moment, his condition was getting better and better.

He saw an elbow hit Kafulo's neck, knocking him to the ground, and then riding on him and hitting him like a storm.

But at this moment, Kafulo under him suddenly changed.

The other party's body swelled, muscles bulged, a pair of eyes turned dark green, five sharp claws grew on the tips of his palms and fingers, and even his face was stretched a lot, looking like a wolf.

"Beast Spirit Walker!"

Aidil exclaimed, and then felt a huge force coming from under him.

Puff!

The sharp wolf claws tore his coat on his chest, and blood splattered in the air like a bloody firework.

EddieEr was instantly knocked out, and there was a claw mark on his chest.

"Stop!"

A sharp shout came.

Ashe held the Zhenbing longbow to stop Carver's next move.

Her pair of ice-blue eyes became extremely cold, as if she was going to shoot the other person with an arrow the next moment.

"Since you are a beast walker, why do you want to participate in this competition?" Ashe asked.

At this time, a group of frost priests in black robes came over, and the leader said:

"It seems that there is no rule that beast walkers cannot participate in the competition? Isn't this a contest of warm-blooded warriors? And your people also used some unknown magic to defeat many people in our tribe, and they didn't say that you won unfairly!"

Ashe was silent, but she didn't put down the longbow in her hand.

"Ashe, I'm fine."

At this time, Aidil stood up, and a strong green light appeared on his chest. Then, within a few breaths, his wound had completely healed.

The frost priests on the side all widened their eyes.

What's going on? Such a big wound? The plan ended before it even started?

Huh~

Ashe breathed a sigh of relief and slowly put down the longbow in her hand.

As long as Aidil was fine, she didn't want to embarrass Sejuani's people.

But at this moment, the leading frost priest didn't intend to let them go.

"Humph! Aliens are indeed aliens, and they are not trustworthy. You clearly have such powerful healing magic, but you ignored the people you injured before, leaving them covered in bruises and even unconscious."

"My compatriots, have you seen clearly? These two people are liars, they are selfish and don't care about your lives at all. How can we tolerate such people eating, living and sleeping with us? How can we rest assured to let them protect us behind?"

Oh no! Can this make him black?

Aidil glanced around and saw many people whispering in the crowd. He knew he should explain.

"My colleagues of Winter Claw, my ability is quite special. It can only be used for my own recovery, not for others. It is definitely not like what he said."

"Ha~ What a joke, you can only heal yourself, not others? Not only are you selfish, but you also lie a lot! Who dares to believe you?"

The Frost Priest sneered and said sarcastically.

Aidil looked at the other person's face, which looked like he was asking for trouble, and he was furious.

He finally understood why the cyber trolls in his previous life were so annoying.

No matter what you say, they can always find faults in your words and actions.

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