"Hahaha!……"

"Hahahahahahahahahaha..."

"Torre!"

In the dead silence of the arena, "Derler" stood at the window holding a wine pot and laughed wildly.

"What kind of shit is the first dead style, shit!"

He sipped a sip of wine into his mouth, and then continued to sneer at Torey like crazy.

The reason why Li Bai provoked Torre so crazily as Dele was that Dele was so arrogant in nature, and the other was that he wanted to divert all the attention of the spectators present and Torre on Dele. In this way, even if Han Yanluo pretended to be a flaw, everyone would not notice it for a while.

"You laughed too early Deler!"

Torre's face looked a little ugly, but he was generally calm, at least on the surface he was very calm.

Basan was indeed something he had not expected, but this did not mean that he was not prepared for a backup plan. For this competition, he was much more prepared than Dele, who was just pursuing excitement.

Then he didn't talk nonsense and directly called out the next dead soldier who went to fight.

However, just like Basan defeated the three dead soldiers of Tore in one breath, Han Yanluo, who is proficient in fighting various weapons and has a level of bodybuilding that is comparable to Basan, killed Tore in less than half a stick of incense.

"Torre, do you have that little skill?"

"Torre, you're out of Basan!"

"Torre, give up, give up now, I can use up your wife before returning it to you!"

At the end of each competition, Li Bai's performance time is.

He fully utilized the verbal spirit of the later generations, and directly bombarded Torre and his immediate relatives openly and secretly. However, in order to maintain his elegant, easy-going, calm and wise personality in the outside world, Torre could not scold him, and immediately could only hold his anger in his stomach, his face was so cold that it almost freezed.

After Li Bai's actions, everyone's attention naturally moved away from the beast cage as soon as each competition ended, and they wanted to see what he would do next, which made Han Yanluo's identity extremely safe.

However, the decrease in attention of bystanders does not mean that the opponent's attention has also decreased. After all, it is not allowed to be careless about the vital interests.

"Have you found out clearly? Where did the Tianlang come out that day?"

In the wing where Tore was in the stands, he frowned and looked at an old Tangren man who was hurried in.

This old man is no one else, the one who took Moss Flower away that day.

"Reported to Mr. Tore, I found out that it was an ordinary Tang slave that Nadele bought last month, but he had never let him play. This time he was just lucky."

The old man said timidly.

"Didn't Lang arranged it later?"

Torre continued to ask suspiciously.

"No, definitely not. Lang has long been worried about Dele. He has never arranged anyone to come to Buza Street this time. This is what we have already investigated before."

The old man shook his head repeatedly.

"Then he's really lucky."

Torre gritted his teeth and snorted coldly, his face began to become shady, and finally slapped the table hard and said, "The only way to let Davanobu come up."

"Young Master, Dawa's identity is too special now. He has just been expelled by the Potala Palace, so it's not good for us to use this..."

The old man was very worried.

"Do you have a better idea?"

Torre glared at the old man coldly.

"Yes, old slave... I think... we might as well think of some ways to remove the "Ancient Sutra of the Lingyan Sutra" from this bet..."

"Do you think I care about the "Ancient Sutra of the Lingyan Sutra"? I copied no less than ten copies of this thing! What I care about is where my face will be put after this duel!"

Before the old man could finish his words, he was interrupted by Torre.

"Stop talking nonsense, let Dava come on the stage. The holy monks of the Potala Palace will not care about this little thing!"

He waved his hand and refused to retort the old man.

...

"The last fighter on Young Master Torre's side, Davanobu!"

A moment later, with the shout of the ghost in the ghost market, a short-haired man dressed in a brown monk's robe and holding a ring stick walked into the beast cage.

And when the name Davanobu sounded, the already deserted stands once again boiled.

Because as early as a month ago, the name Davanobu was known to everyone because of the propaganda of the Potala Palace.

During the notice, Davanobu was finally expelled from the palace by the holy monks of the Potala Palace for breaking into the Goddess Peak for privately, and was expelled from the palace. He would never be allowed to set foot in the Potala Palace again.

At that time, there were many families who wanted to secretly include them in the family, because even if the magic power was abolished, an ascetic monk from the Potala Palace was still very tempting for some ordinary families.

But they didn't expect that Davanobu finally defected to the Niang family and was taken over by Torre.

After a brief noise, everyone's eyes fell into the beast cage again.

The performance of Tianlang just now and the identity of the ascetic monk in Davanobu's holy palace completely aroused the appetite of everyone present.

Even Li Bai didn't have the intention to play Dele pretending to be crazy and foolish.

"I really can't help much this time. Everything depends on you, Sister Yanluo."

Li Bai said in a serious expression.

Even outsiders, he is very clear that in Tubo, once something is related to the Potala Palace, everything will become impossible to guess by common sense.

"Dava!"

Inside the beast cage, Davanobu, who was holding a ring stick, bowed to Han Yanluo.

This man is about eight feet tall, which is comparable to Han Yanluo, who disguised himself as a Tianlang at this time. He looks like a standard Tubo man with rough skin, dark skin, long face, high cheekbones, and high nose bridge, and cold and deep eyes.

"Si Lang."

Han Yanluo also bowed.

As Zhu Yanwei Nightingale, she knows much more about the ascetic monks in the Potala Palace than Li Bai and others.

These ascetic monks practice Buddhism during the day, learn martial arts at night, and torture their bodies and spirits in various inhuman ways.

At most three years, a newly-entered ascetic monk will become a ruthless killing weapon.

When Zhu Yanwei was carrying out tasks related to Tubo, the opponent he least wanted to encounter was this ascetic.

It is precisely because of this that in Zhu Yanwei, this ascetic monk has another nickname - butcher.

"Maybe this is God's will. Today's last opponent is actually the butcher."

Han Yanluo stared at Davanobu in front of her, and slowly moved to the rack where the weapons were placed in the beast cage, and reached out to take an armor-breaking Tang Heng sword and a short sword from above and inserted it around her waist.

These two are the weapons she is most familiar with and is also the best at.

I was afraid of exposure before, so I was useless, and now I don’t care about so much.

Seeing Han Yanluo pick up Tang Heng's knife, Nadavanobu suddenly nodded slightly, as if he was praising Han Yanluo's choice.

"Zheng!"

Han Yanluo came to the center of the beast cage, drew her sword out of the sheath, held the handle of the knife with one hand and held the back of the knife with the other. While moving her steps slowly, she stared at Davanobu at the same time.

Davanob flipped the rod in his hand, grabbed the end of the rod with one hand, held the rod with the other, and squatted down slightly with both knees, as if brewing an attack.

Just as Han Yanluo was about to walk to his backhand, Davanobu suddenly turned his foot and twisted his body and stabbed it out like wind and thunder.

The speed of this stick came from was no less than the previous shot Han Yanluo stabbed Basang.

However, Han Yanluo was prepared for this. As soon as Davanobu moved, her body had already dodged. But as soon as she did, a strange Sanskrit sound suddenly sounded in her ears, and this sound inexplicably made her body suddenly stiff.

It was the moment when this body was stiff, Dawa's front foot suddenly stepped on the ground to stop the rushing forward, then twisted his waist hard, and drove the rod in his hand to sweep towards Han Yanluo with the sound of "bang bang" breaking the wind.

"Bang!"

"Bang!--"

Han Yanluo, who was swept by this stick, smashed heavily into the iron fence of the beast cage like a straight line.

The iron fence made of iron was actually bent, which shows how powerful the stick is.

Amid the exclamations of the crowd, Davanobu had already fallen from the sky and appeared above Han Yanluo, who had just fallen to the ground. The ring stick in his hand even slashed at Han Yanluo with a shadow of sticks all over the sky.

Just like the previous stick, Han Yanluo was about to turn over and dodge, and the strange sound of chanting Sanskrit once again appeared in her ears, and her body also became stiff.

"boom!"

The stick fell down, and the entire arena trembled, and the ground of the beast cage appeared directly in the crack.

"Bang!"

However, just when everyone thought that Tianlang would definitely die under this stick, they were stunned to find that Tianlang squatted on the ground and held up the Tang Heng knife in his hand with both hands, blocking Davanobu's stick.
Chapter completed!