The Blood Hourglass

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In the fifth room, Direll and the others were waiting for the captain to return with Ji Le. When they saw the captain, Jill stood up and greeted him, "Team..."

"Are you back?" Elkender only had a flash of surprise in his eyes, but when Jill opened his mouth and was about to speak, he raised his hand to stop him, "You will talk about it later, I have something else."

After speaking, he took the person behind him and walked to the stone chamber next to the fifth chamber. Jill couldn't help but was taken aback, the word "long" stuck in his throat, and there was no sound. Looking back at Dreyer behind him, "What is the captain doing?"

"I think it's a fight." With a look of excitement, Dreyer also walked towards the stone room.

"Fight?" Jill is even more unclear. When will the captain fight casually with the team members?

"It's because you have not been here during this time. We have changed the left and right rooms into the martial arts room. We have passed the contest and the assessment is here." Clough also stepped forward and patted Jill on the back, explaining .

"This is an assessment?" Seeing that everyone followed up in the stone room, Jill couldn't help but also walked in. After all, the team leader's hands-on assessment is rare.

"I don't think so," Dreyer replied when he came to Dreyer's side.

"No? Then why..." Jill wanted to ask something else.

"Shh~ they are going to do it." But it was stopped by Clough on the other side.

"Where is Luvian?" Saferot and Elkend looked at each other coldly. Just as they were about to do something, Celtic suddenly came up with such a sentence, making all eyes turn to him. "What's the matter? Didn't it mean that Luvian has joined the back of Darkness? Shouldn't she be here?"

"She should be in the third room!" someone replied.

"The third room? Isn't that Alfick’s room? How could she be there?" Celtic asked so, so everyone was silent, just looked at him and then at the captain. Saffrot in front of him seemed to be saying something with his eyes.

"She's not in my room." Suddenly someone walked into the door, and everyone looked back, "Alfek!"

"Then where is she?" Celtic was eager to find the girl.

"He took him away." Alfick wanted to sleep, but the restlessness in the fifth room always affected him. Finally, he decided to come and see if something happened.

"Safrot! Where did you hug her?" Following Alfick's gaze, Celtic saw Safrot and asked.

"My room. She is accustomed to human beds, not slates." Although Saferot replied, his eyes never left Elkender, after all, this was not an ordinary opponent.

"Well, that's it, okay, you guys wait a moment, I'll call her." Celtic said, turning around to go out.

"Why?" The two opponents turned their heads and stared at the figure in front of the door.

"I lost the bet last time to her. Now I have such a good opportunity. Of course I can't miss it. This time I must win it back." Celtic said, already rushing out.

"Celtic~" Saferot wanted to stop him, but it was too late.

"Let's get started!" Elkender didn't have so much thought. Since entering the right chamber, he has been focused on how to beat the opponent in front of him, an opponent who has never played against but had to make him nervous.

"Well, I won, I'll leave the dark realm right away." There was another important thing in Saffrot's heart.

"If I lose, I will take the entire back of the Darkness to accompany you out and help you catch a Light Race back." As Elkend looked back at the players on the wall, "Brothers? ?"

"Of course!" "No problem!" The surrounding team members responded loudly.

"Okay." Saferot nodded calmly, the long sword in his sleeve was already in his hand, "Go!"

"Yeah." Elkend had nothing in his hands, and Saffrott just about to rush forward, but stopped again, "Your weapon?"

"I……"

"Do you still need weapons to deal with?" The spectators said with a smile.

"Humph!" Saffrott smiled coldly, with his unique arrogance and coldness, stretched out his hand and gave it lightly, the slender long sword flew out of his palm, straight to the opposite stone wall, with his mouth bent. Glancing at the speaker with disdain, "I don't like bullying weak schools"

"You..." The other party was about to rush out, but was stopped by Gruul on the side, "Do you want to die?"

"I..." The other party err, facing Gelu's stern look, he still obediently shut up, after all, he is not even Gelu's opponent.

"Okay! At this point, as a member of the back of Darkness, I am very satisfied." As he said, Elkend flashed and hit Saffrot's chest with his palm. Saffrot moved horizontally, already relaxed. He avoided the opponent's sharp palm, ridiculed the opponent's back and kicked it sideways, but the opponent bends over and avoided.

The surroundings were surprisingly quiet, except for the applause from the fight between Saferot and Elkend, there was no sound.

In the beginning, it was just a few tricks I came and went through. The tricks were neither fatal nor ruthless enough, but now it is different. The speed of shots and dodges was getting faster and faster. Towards the end, the spectators could only see the figures in the center of the field flashing, and they could not see their hands and attacking state.

"Count, who do you say will win?" Dreyer pushed Jill beside him.

"Very winning." Jill tried hard to see clearly, but in addition to the shadow, there were still shadows in his eyes. For a while, it was Saffrot's and the captain's for a while.

"If that Safrot wins, what do you think will happen to the team?" Dreyer thought more deeply.

"What can I do, isn't it that everyone accompanied him to catch a Clan of Light back? What's the big deal, we haven't caught it before." Jill replied disapprovingly, but his eyes never left those two. A flickering shadow.

"Maybe~" Dreyer was skeptical.

"Don't you think?" Jill only came back. Of course, he didn't know the things he had discovered before, plus his knowledge of Saffrott was an ordinary member of the team, so how could he think of that for a long time.

"You'll know later." Dreyer deliberately sold Guanzi, and gave Jill a meaningful glance.

"Oh." Jill didn't take it seriously, and continued to watch his good show. The more I watched, the more I admired the Saffrot. The person who can fight with the captain until now does not show a defeat may belong to him .

As a result, when everyone could look forward to the excitement, Suforot suddenly flashed and disappeared. Everyone is a nobleman and naturally can think of the reason for this. One is that the speed is too fast for everyone to find his location, but this point is here. Impossible. After all, everyone on the court is strong, and for Elkinder, they have already played with Saffrot up to now. They should have kept up with his speed long ago. How could they lose him? Trace. Since it wasn't for this reason, there was only one left, and that was the virtual screen. Now Safrot must be in the virtual screen. Everyone agreed.

"Isn't it too shameless to hide in the false curtain?" Clough scorned a bit unhappily.

"Although this is a competition, it is also a real battle. What is shameless or not shameless." Since losing to Saffrot, Glu has changed his normal instead and became a lot more practical and fair.

"Gelu? How did you speed up? If you were the one you used to be, you would definitely say that you were the first to stand up, and you couldn't get used to this approach." Dreyer glanced at Ge coldly, speaking with disdain .

"You also said, that was the former me, the current me, since I played against him, let me understand that strength... is comprehensive, not only in talent, but also in technology and strategy. Anyway, the past me It's too narrow to think, so I will lose." Glu told his truth.

But Dreyer sneered, "But when he beats you, it seems that no strategy is useful."

"You!" Gru was angry, but there was nothing to refute, he glared at the other side fiercely, and turned his head to stare at the center of the field. At this time, Elkend was concentrating on feeling the surroundings, no matter whether he was in a virtual reality In the scene, or outside the imaginary scene, if you want to win yourself, you always have to attack yourself, and when he shoots, it is when he fights back, so he was calmer just now.

"Captain! Be careful!" A cold light flashed from behind Alkend's head. Everyone couldn't help but squeezed sweat for the captain and called out involuntarily.

The loud bang of "Dang~" should be the sound of sharp weapons intersecting, but then only a muffled murmur was heard by Elkend, and he involuntarily stepped back dozens of steps, leaning against the stone wall behind, coughing softly.

"This is your weapon?" Saferot suddenly appeared where Elkend was standing, his eyes fell on Elkend's left hand, a small and short half-moon dagger, if not In the previous attempt, I really didn't expect the captain on the back of the dignified Darkness to use such a small weapon.

"Don't underestimate it, as long as it is hurt by it, even the Clan of Light can't stand it." Alkend naturally heard the disdain in Saffrot's mouth.

"Oh?" Saferot said suspiciously.

"Do you want to try?" Elkend is the captain, but also a warrior who has experienced many battles. Looking back, listening to a junior ridiculing the weapon that has accompanied him for nearly a lifetime, he naturally felt uncomfortable and started to move and kill. Meaning, even if he heard it from the patriarch, this person could not be killed. But it can't be killed, it can be injured!

"If you can." Saferot was still so cold and cold, but his tone made his opponents crazy. Elkend's eyes were cold, and the dagger in his hand was clenched tightly. He hit the stone wall behind him, and rushed towards the opposite Saffron like an arrow. In a flash, the moon blade of that dagger had already swept towards Saffron. On Te's neck, seeing that Saffrot was about to be in a different place, all the spectators present were nervous, but Saffrot only smiled coldly and raised his hand to block.

"Is he crazy?" He could only hear the cries of the spectators. After all, everyone knew that no matter how hard a bone is, it is harder than a sharp edge.

"He's not crazy!" Suddenly a strange voice rang from the door of the fifth room.

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