Garcia was suspended in mid-air.

He emitted a faint gray ripples all over his body, spreading in all directions, looking like a god.

The elf king Cuiland stood opposite him with double blades in his hand.

"I know you are strong, but I will still kill you with all my might." Cuiland said.

Garcia showed a sarcastic look on her face: "It's ridiculous. I haven't fought with mortals for too long. Now with the help of this mortal body, let me tear all of you ants to pieces."

The battle begins!

Cuiland disappeared directly from the spot.

In the sky, meteorites smashed Garcia hard.

"It's very ordinary astral technique, too many races can do this trick. Do you want to beat me with this trick? It's so sad!"

Garcia sighed and pointed.

Arrows flew out of the quiver behind him, rushed into the sky, turned into a starry rain, and directly knocked all the meteorites into pieces.

"Catch you!"

Cuiland suddenly appeared behind Garcia, and her hands twisted the two blades toward him.

——If this is strangled, Garcia will be cut in half!

Garcia turned around, pulled out a dagger from her waist, and collided with the opponent's double blades for seven or eight consecutive rounds.

Dong!

Cuiland was kicked away by the opponent.

"My understanding of the skills of sentient beings is ten thousand times deeper than you," Garcia sarcastically said, "Go to die."

In the sky, the endless arrows turned around and pointed to Cuiland.

At this time, Cuiland was kicked away in the air and could only barely raise his sword to resist.

A sudden change occurred—

Dangdangdang!

Three bells ring.

Immediately afterwards, a group of staff walked onto the ring and signaled the two sides to retreat to a corner.

Garcia stood there in a daze.

He looked up at the arrows in the air, and saw that the arrows were not floating.

——The law forced the battle to interrupt!

"I'm obviously going to win, why is the game interrupted? What's going on?"

Garcia grabbed a staff member and asked with a gloomy face.

"This player, your first game is over. Now it's time to rest. Hurry up and take the time to rest."

Staff said.

Garcia looked across.

I saw Cuiland sitting on a chair in a corner of the ring, with four staff members standing next to it—

One releases him the healing technique;

One beats the drum and releases a secret technique of spiritual inspiration;

The third handed a freshly prepared energy drink to Triland and took a towel to wipe his sweat;

The fourth staff member—

Hell, isn't this the referee?

How did he become a member of the other party’s coaching team?

Wu Xiaode clenched his fists, stood in front of Cuiland and roared loudly:

"Hit hard! Do you know?"

Cuiland took a sip of the drink and hesitated: "I know, but he seems to have a high level of skill-"

"He is indeed very strong, and I can't even see you when you fight, but you seem to have forgotten a little." Wu Xiaode said.

"What?" asked Trilander.

"No matter how powerful it is, this body belongs to all living beings." Wu Xiaodedao.

Cuiland fell into deep thought.

"Do you understand? Without this body, it cannot come. Even if it is injured, it will destroy its body, so it will have no choice." Wu Xiaode reminded.

"I understand." Cuiland nodded heavily.

He looked at Wu Xiaode unexpectedly.

Why did this person know so much after watching it for only a few minutes?

——Who was the target of his usual fighting?

Dangdangdang!

The bell rang.

The second round begins!

The coaching staff members jumped off the ring one after another.

A beautiful woman with a bulge in front and a tilted back held up a sign and walked around the ring for a week.

The sign says a big "2".

The second round begins!

Cuiland walked to the center of the ring with great energy and waved to Garcia:

"Come again!"

Garcia stood there and fell into silence.

"Transol, don't you dare to fight me?" The elf king Cuilande said provocatively.

Garcia couldn't help it now.

He rushed up and fought with Cuiland again.

This time, Cuiland did not dodge at all, and exchanged injuries with Garcia for injuries, and fought back and forth dozens of times like a storm.

"roll!"

Garcia punched him out with a punch, spitting out a few mouthfuls of blood on the ground, almost unable to stand up.

"I have figured out your moves and am now ready to face the fate of death!"

Garcia said with a grim smile, stretching out her hand again.

Countless arrows flew towards Garcia—

Dangdangdang!

The bell rang again.

The arrows stopped in the air!

The second round is over!

Staff rushed up and began to clean up the blood from the ring.

A show host in a suit and tie walked up to Garcia and said politely:

"Dear viewers, this is a wonderful game."

"Before the game, everyone was unanimously optimistic about this Garcia player. I heard that many people have placed heavy bets on him. Let's ask him how he watched this game."

The host raised the microphone to Garcia's mouth and asked, "Garcia, they all said you can win the game at any time. Do you think so? Or is it that the other party actually has a chance to beat you?"

Have a chance to beat me?

That mortal actually had a chance to beat me? You are funny!

Garcia organized some language and said coldly: "Actually, everyone's eyes are bright. My opponent played badly today, and there are problems with the timing of the attack. Although I fought with me for dozens of rounds just now, there is one thing you must not pay attention to."

"What is it?" the host asked curiously.

"Although I've been exchanging injuries for injuries, I've avoided the key points, and the only places I get beaten are just some muscle tissue." Garcia said.

"What about your opponent?" asked the host.

Garcia smiled contemptuously and said, "Go and see, he couldn't avoid my blows, I hit him in the vital points, such as his chin, nose, neck and kidney."

"It turns out that you are still better at your skills." The host said convincedly.

"certainly!"
To be continued...