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The reason why I knew it was Stanley was because he was the shortest in the Reaper team, and the wide black robe couldn't hide his thin figure, and those sinister eyes looking over, with naked provocation, all the time. The sword pierced into the body of Danli's team, as if to say that this will be your fate.

Maxim raised his eyebrows. After knowing the identity of this person, when he looked at this person again, he always felt that he was really like Stanley. The once low-strength young man could abandon his mother in order to climb up, and now he has become a powerful demon. Musha.

In the end, two members of Danli's team died, and the remaining three either jumped off the competition ring voluntarily, or directly surrendered.

The five of them walked down the competition stage, just in the direction of Maxim and them, Stanley suddenly stopped, stretched out his hand and made a gesture of aiming.

"The next one is you."

"You are Stanley, right?" Maxim said lightly.

Stanley paused, looking over with a sense of ulterior motives in his eyes, and then he took off the cloak on his head, revealing that familiar face, and said in a sullen voice, "So what if it's me?"

In the past, Stanley had sunny blond hair and a pair of water-blue eyes. Because he liked to pretend to be weak, his eyes were often watery, and his clearness could easily arouse the pity of others. His white and tender cheeks were full of collagen , ignoring the ugly heart, others will never suspect that he is not a sunny boy.

Looking at him now, the handsome young man with a little baby fat in the past has disappeared, the flesh on his cheeks has disappeared, the lines of his facial features have become sharp and angular, his eyes are a bit more sharp and sinister, and the immaturity of the boy has faded away. , is now a handsome and slender young man, if one ignores his gloomy complexion and the smell of blood on his body, no one will associate him with the Dark Temple.

"It's not that bad, I'm relieved to see you become this neither yin nor yang, neither male nor female." Maxim said mercilessly.

Stanley didn't get angry because of his words, and sneered: "You have a good mouth, don't worry, I won't miss you in the next round of competition, the relationship between you and Rex seems very unusual."

"It must be very uncomfortable to be encouraged by a seedling, right?" Maxim didn't expect him to see it, but what if he saw it, at most he would be discussed by others, and he would not lose a piece of meat. People discuss.

These words were like tearing at Stanley's wound, and blood finally flowed out, making his face darken instantly, and he could no longer calm down, "If you want to die, I will help you!"

"Thank you so much. Don't talk too much too soon. With your small body, I'm afraid you won't be able to bear it." Maxim glanced at his figure with disdain.

In the past two years, although Stanley's height has increased a bit, but because he has suffered a lot and experienced many unimaginable tribulations, and his skeleton is not as big as the people around him, so he looks thinner. But it can't be called strong.

Stanley hates people talking about his figure the most. There are really not many people like him in the Dark Temple, and people don’t feel that powerful, so others always regard him as weak, and the wound is poked by the motto again. He suddenly became irritable, his eyes staring at Maxim seemed to be poisoned, and he clenched his fists tightly. Just when he was about to hold back his temper, suddenly his whole body felt as if a bucket of ice water had been poured on him, and his whole body became completely cold. He looked at Rex Those cold eyes with murderous intent, and slightly pale lips.

"The drawing of lots has begun, let's go." Rex looked back and said to Maxim and the others.

"You go." Maxim grabbed Rex's arm, ignoring Stanley.

Stanley was trembling with anger. When he was found by the people of the Dark Temple, he thought that his fortune had come. In order to avenge Rex, defeat him, and make him kneel in front of him and beg for mercy, he kept torturing himself at the cost of Make yourself stronger.

Later, I heard that Rex might participate in the martial arts competition. When Shenzi asked him to come over, he didn't hesitate, thinking that his current strength was enough to step on Rex, until he saw Rex show his big sword on the competition stage with his own eyes. With the strength of the teacher, he seemed to have been poured with cold water. It turned out that there was still a deep and long distance between him and him.

"Why are you standing still, why don't you leave quickly." He was still in the same place, turning around and shouting a little impatiently.

Stanley came back to his senses, saw the figure of the person in front of him, immediately put away his unwilling thoughts, and followed without saying a word.

There are only four teams left to advance, namely Team Totem, Team Aian, Team Bright and Team Death.

No matter which team the opponent is, the ending will not be as predictable as before, and the game will be much more exciting than before.

This time he was the first one to draw lots. The wax pills were different from before. They were all white. There was a note inside, which was numbered one to four. The corresponding opponents were numbers one and two, and numbers three and four. A wax pill with the number three on it.

The second was Isaac, who drew number one.

There is no need to fight the Aian team, Maxim is relieved, he would rather fight with the light team or the death team, and he does not want to fight with the Aian team. The first two are still possible if they are separated.

The next one was Team Bright, but Stanley hastily stepped forward to get ahead of them. Anyone who knew about his grievances with Team Totem knew the reason why he was in such a hurry.

Stanley took out a wax pill and handed it over. The old man in white crushed it, took out a note, and showed everyone the side with the number three on it.

Stanley was so excited that he almost jumped up, and his pale face finally turned rosy. After stepping off the stage, he walked up to the team members. The mysterious captain gave him an appreciative look, "Very good, well done."

"Finally lived up to your expectations." Stanley clenched his fists, his chest fluctuated greatly due to excitement.

No. [-] was taken away, Team Bright was No. [-], and their opponent was Team Aian. Their match was tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow was Team Totem and Team Death, in order.

At this time, the sixth round of the individual competition was over, and a total of nearly 1000 people advanced to the seventh round. Before returning to the tavern, the Totem team and the Aian team went to the wall of the list together.

After confirming their respective opponents and time, God did not play a role in this place. The match between Isaac and Andrie will be the day after tomorrow, which is the third day after they finish the match.

Whether it is the Aian team or the Guangming team, these two teams are undoubtedly one of the strongest teams. Their duel is unprecedented. There are bound to be many people watching the battle tomorrow. Everyone believes that tomorrow will definitely be the most exciting team battle one of the games.

Maxim wants to see it very much. This is a good opportunity to understand the strength of the opponent. Unfortunately, the time overlaps. We can only solve the opponent as soon as possible, and see if it is too late.

"If you want to watch our game, there will be plenty of opportunities in the future. Don't forget that there are also individual battles, and there are many people participating in the individual battles in the Temple of Light." Andrew said seeing him sighing.

Maxim glanced at him, "Who wants to watch the individual match between you and the Temple of Light? I still want to beat you in the team match. How can I do it if I don't know who I am?"

Andrew was immediately happy, "Yo, the ambition is not bad, but it seems that your current strength is not my opponent, so let's save it."

"That's hard to say, I have a trump card." Maxim was neither angry nor angry, but showed a meaningful expression.

"Haha, okay, I'm looking forward to it, don't let me down." Andrew thought of the match between him and Kemp of the God of War team. Could it be that the killer is referring to that?

Maxim raised the corners of his mouth, "Don't worry, even if it doesn't make you gnaw all over the floor, it will definitely make you cry."

"Your mouth is too strong, I can't say enough about you, see you on the field." Andrew shook his head with a wry smile. If he really cried, I'm afraid Azeroth would shake.

On the way back, he learned that they were going to the Sky Island Casino to collect the gold coins they won, and even more that they had won by betting on them. Andrew immediately called for a share of the spoils.

If the proverb is kind, he will tell him that they are investing in funds, and the Ai'an team is investing in technology. Unfortunately, he is not so kind. He bet nearly one billion to get nearly one billion in bets. He thinks it is too little .

Andrew was just talking, he didn't really want their gold coins, and asked, "Then do you still gamble?"

"Of course I bet." The maxim threw out this sentence, turned to the person in charge and said, "I want to bet on Team Totem winning, including the gold coins we won."

After the lottery results came out, the casino soon received the news. According to their previous games, the odds were also calculated. Of course, if there are important news about the two teams before the game, the odds may still change. , but before there is any news, the odds are 0.8 and 1, and the former is the death team.

The person in charge was still frightened by his boldness, but after all, he had seen the world, so he calmed down immediately, even if he was so much, he might not necessarily win. From the statistics, the death team had a higher chance of winning, and most people would indeed win. If you bet on yourself to win, it is impossible to bet on your opponent to win, right? It's not stupid.

"I want to bet too." Andrew looked excited.

"You want to bet on yourself too?" Maxim turned his head.

"No, I'll bet you to win, bet me [-] million." Andrew didn't have as many gold coins as them, and [-] million was the most assets he could come up with.

"That's why you trust us?" Maxim was surprised.

"I believe in your trump card." Andrew said solemnly.

The maxim moved, "Really, even if you compliment me, my trump card will not show mercy to you."

Andrew couldn't help but smile, "Whoever compliments you, show some face."

Maxim raised his eyebrows, as if he was shameless when he said that.

Rex and Isaac finally couldn't stand the picture of them talking and laughing, and each separated them.