"How about it?"

Allen asked.

"It's okay, I'm just a little tired, just take a break."

Renard waved his hand casually and replied.

"You're a little weak, you can't do it after just one fight?"

Seeing that Renard was not seriously injured, Allen felt relieved and joked.

"It's a shame, it would be great if I could win. If the opponent's profession and combat style were not restrained by me, I would have lost at most that the silver mid-level combat vocational master who had been through many battles."

Hearing Renard say this, Allen couldn't help but smile, with no trace left on his face, as if he had returned to his previous state.

He knew that it was normal for Renard to be extremely tired and even exhausted in a fight.

After all, no matter how low a person can come here, he is still a strong man with silver-level combat power, and none of them are parallel products.

In addition to those who are truly at the top, who are confident and capable of not afraid of all challenges, other contestants, even if they are fighting at the early silver level and the high silver level, must be cautious, otherwise, they will inevitably have to capsize in the gutter.

Maintaining such a mentality is naturally extremely useful, and it is also extremely capable of exerting your full strength.

But again, this is extremely tiring.

The spirit is tightened for a long time and is even more focused during the battle. This level of consumption is almost no different from the battle between life and death.

Therefore, it is normal for the participants to feel tired after one game.

This is also why one of the rules of the competition is that the participants have an hour of rest after a game.

After all, if wheel battles are allowed, there will be too much room for operation.

"Have you vented?"

Allen stood beside Renard, looking straight ahead with his eyes, and he didn't seem to be whispering in a low voice like he was talking.

After Renard came down, he had already discovered the changes in Renard.

And Renard's previous answer also confirmed his idea.

If Reinard's emotions were still accumulated in his heart, he would not have been able to act so easily, but would have dealt with it taciturnly.

So, although Allen was asking, he already had the answer in his mind.

"Well, I feel much more comfortable."

The same was true for Renard, looking straight ahead without changing his face and walking down the ring, but on the same side responding to Allen in time.

"You used that ring?"

"Yeah, I used it."

"Suck your vitality?"

"That's right."

"It won't cause any dispute, right?"

"Don't worry, my methods are very secretive. He just thinks that his body is temporarily tired after the fierce battle, and he will not find that there is actually a deficit."

Hearing this, Allen frowned slightly, "He can't find it, may he not be able to find the golden rank of the Delt Empire?"

"Don't worry, since I dare to do it, I have confidence and will not leave any hidden dangers."

Hearing Renard's words so confidently, Allen stretched his eyebrows and asked, "What's going on?"

"Although the ring has the function of absorbing alien energy, this does not mean that this usage is fixed and cannot be changed."

"If life force is compared to spring water in a wooden barrel, it is limited."

"Then I can increase the temperature to speed up the evaporation, or dig a small hole to let it leak, or just scoop water with a scoop."

“This is all available methods.”

"But the latter two are really too obvious and too easy to be discovered."

"So, I didn't do anything to him, but guided his body to make his originally existing situation develop in an unfavorable direction."

"And, there are many injuries and diseases he has!"
Chapter completed!