The white bear paused for a moment: "It was fate that guided us to meet ......"

"Speak human words!" Ingres expressed his impatience in a cold manner. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Bai Xiong was stunned, thinking that Angel was really angry, so he touched the back of his head in a daze, and said shyly: "Because I am with you...... The bird wore a couple's outfit, which was the guidance of fate. ”

Couple Outfit and My Bird?Ingres paused for a moment, then turned his head to look at Toby on his shoulder.

Toby had to change his clothes every day, and Grea had prepared countless clothes for him. It did wear a stuffed animal costume today, but not a white bear, but a white otter.

Toby is very small, and when he wears a plush white otter outfit and two cute ears, he does look like a bear.

Toby was also stunned by the white bear's words, and then flew in front of the white bear angrily and kicked it with one paw.

A paw print appeared on the white bear's face, and the huge force kicked him against the wall. It can be seen how terrifying Toby's instantaneous explosiveness is.

Toby chattered at the white bear, as if he was scolding the street.

"Well, it's actually wearing a white otter suit, which is still a bit different from your white bear suit......" Anglel paused, and said to the white bear in a silent tone, "Also, my bird is male...... It seriously rejects your confession. ”

With that, Angel turned to leave with Toby.

After a while, the white bear slowly got up from the ground, and a trace of jealousy flashed across his face as he remembered the bird's violence just now. He pondered for a moment, then pulled out a black lacquered staff from the white bear doll suit. The white bear carefully stood on the ground with his short staff, standing without any support.

The white bear closed his eyes and muttered strange syllables in his mouth, and the ripples of magic slowly spread.

When the wave of magic touched the erected staff, the staff fell without warning. The direction in which the head of the staff is pointing is the same direction that Ingres left off.

The white bear scratched his head suspiciously: "There shouldn't be anything wrong, fate is indeed guiding him." ”

......

Angel meditated in a different place until half an hour later, when the radio in the contestants' area informed him that he was on stage.

In the first battle, he was still a little nervous in his heart, and when he walked out of the special passage, he kept inhaling and exhaling, adjusting his breathing.

"Alas, this milk brother really seems to be a virgin race. ”

"Look at that nervousness, he's hanging today. ”

"Did Blackjack come? I didn't seem to see him just now. ”

"Here, you didn't look at the approach area opposite, didn't Blackjack appear?"

Angel walked out of the aisle, and the audience in Ring 7 was almost full. There were men, women, and children, and almost all of them were chanting "Black Jack" in unison. There are also crazy female fans, wearing hot and cool clothes and pants, scratching their heads.

Before Ingres took the stage, he saw a black shadow on the other side of the ring from a distance, and everyone in the audience screamed and shouted at the black shadow, thinking that the other party was his opponent "Black Jack" in this game.

Judging from the surrounding atmosphere, this Black Jack seems to be quite popular. In several other rings, there are also few times when the audience is overcrowded.

At this time, in the transparent glass screen above the ring, the names of two people appeared.

Baron Milk vs Blackjack, countdown 4:59.

Next to Blackjack's name, there is also an avatar. He was a man with black glasses and a black aristocratic hat.

Next to Ingres's name was a dark shadow with three large question marks on it. Obviously, Ingres's information hasn't been updated yet.

"Blackjack's avatar, how does it feel like a cheap mentor's dress? Could it be that this is a Sanders fan?" Ingres looked at the Blackjack avatar on the screen, and thought to himself. Except for the pure black lenses used in the unilateral glasses, the other clothes were all copied by Sanders, which made Angel have a wonderful sense of disobedience.

When the countdown reaches 2:59 seconds, the text on the glass screen changes: Both sides are here!

Angel took a deep breath, suppressed the tension in his heart, and then whispered to Toby, "You'll watch it later, don't do it for the time being." ”

Toby grunted, then flew off his shoulder, hovering in midair.

"Baron Milk, that's a strange name. ”

"I think this milk baron is probably a child, considering he is not very tall. ”

"It could be a woman, you see, Blackjack is already excited!"

Angel walked slowly onto the field, he was covered in a black sheet, and no one could see his clues, and could only judge some information from the skeleton.

"Woo Blah Blaoh-" Black Jack, who was standing opposite, suddenly covered his face with his palm, and put on a posture of middle two and laughed loudly: "Good luck today, Woo Woo, I met a chick, let me break your wings!"

Angel was stunned by this series of shameful lines, and what kind of mentality did the other side use to read this shameful line? He thought that the name of "Black Jack" was different from the "King of XX" and "Emperor of XX" of other contestants, and he should be a low-key player with connotation. I didn't expect him to be wrong, the shame from the outside, that is the second second, and the second from the inside, that is a nervous disease!

"Lord Blackjack, break his wings!" a chorus of shouts, accompanied by a gesture of shame, came from the audience.

In the audience, most of the people imitated Black Jack's movements, covering their faces and laughing.

Angel just glanced at it, and he felt that the embarrassment was about to be committed.

"Lord Blackjack, don't worry about that stinky boy, come and break someone's wings~" There are no longer a few female fans who scratch their heads and pose posses.

"Fluff - fledgling, be afraid, tremble!" said Black Jack again.

Angel looked up and slightly adjusted his hood to make sure it wouldn't fall off before he had time to look at Blackjack.

Blackjack is tall, a head taller than Angels, estimated at more than 1.9 meters. Slim in stature, and in keeping with his black aristocratic manners, he also wore a black gown lined with white lace and a bow tie of black and red checks.

Judging by the visible parts of his face, Blackjack should look good. No wonder there are a large number of female fans who pay for it.

It's just that he has a bit of a problem with his brain, he speaks shamefully, and he dresses almost exactly like Sanders.

Black Jack provoked for a long time, and Angel felt that even if he was a cold character, he should respond a little.

Angel snorted coldly: "Do you think that if you dress the same as him, you can become him? ”

The others couldn't understand Ingres' words at all, and Ingres himself didn't know if Black Jack could understand what he meant, but this proud tone combined with the tone of "as if he knew everything about his opponent" made Ingres add to his cold character again.

The audience was at a loss, who was the "he" in the mouth of the Earl of Milk?

Blackjack's face changed drastically, and he said with a look of surprise: "Who are you? Why do you know the deepest secret of my heart!"

Angels: "......" Who knows the deepest secrets of your heart, what are you making up in your head?

Blackjack's face changed, and slowly, he squinted his eyes slightly, and his face was gloomy: "Originally, I just wanted to pull out your nails one by one and cut off your limbs, but now that you know my secret, I can't keep you!"

Ingres: "...... Neurotic. "Is your secret just copying Sanders?

......

When the countdown reached zero, the magic energy array that suppressed the magic power in the ring was instantly released, and Angel felt the magic in his body mellow and smooth, and immediately began to build the model as fast as possible.

But Angel was clearly not as fast as Blackjack's.

Blackjack smiled mysteriously and pulled out four cards directly from his coat pocket.

"Woo Woo - Card, Kiss of the Tongueless. ”

The delicate card is thrown into the air by Black Jack, and a strange phantom of the Tongueless emerges from the card and envelops Angle.

"Instantaneous?" a word flashed through Ingres's mind.

The near-instantaneous effect of the Tongueless Phantom made Ingres panic for a moment.

The speed of the phantom was not fast, and Angel relaxed slightly, thinking that it was some kind of attack spell, and quickly dodged away. But instead of attacking him, the Tongueless Apparition hovered above Ingres' head in a rogue kissing pose.

Angel cursed disgustingly when he saw the tongueless man's lewd pouting and kissing posture. But then he strangely discovered that he couldn't speak.

He remembered what White Bear said in the contestants' area, that Black Jack had a means of silence to prevent his opponent from admitting defeat. Ingres originally thought it was a sonic trick, but found out that it was a more subtle method.

Angel runs the magic in his body, and it is still unimpeded. It seems that the phantasmagored apparition of the Tongueless is only aimed at his voice, and has no effect on anything else.

Seeing Angel's flustered hands, Blackjack grinned at the corners of his mouth and took out one more of the remaining three cards.

Angel faintly saw that the pattern on the card was a long-tongued man with a rope tied around his neck.

The pattern of the card looks like a control or attack effect, Angel didn't dare to let Blackjack throw the card, he quickly waved his hand, and from the black burqa, a golden light accompanied by the sound of breaking the air, quickly stabbed at Blackjack.

The speed of the golden light was extremely fast, and although Black Jack saw it, it was not the bloodline side after all, but his body did not react.

The golden light pierced Black Jack's left arm, and the blood burst out instantly.

Blackjack screamed and fell to his knees. He clasped his arm in one hand and looked at Angel as he looked at him, "How can you use an instant spell?

Angel snorted coldly, and continued to maintain a cold and arrogant posture on the outside, but deep down he began to silently build a new trick model.

Blackjack looked at his arm, and the blood hole cracked. He gritted his teeth and took out a card from the three cards with a picture of the goddess watering flowers, and then the card turned into a warm stream, and the blood hole slowly showed signs of recovery.

"It's good that the Milk Baron is a rookie and didn't attack me while I was hurt. Woo Woo - when I recover from my wounds, I won't trample you under my feet!" Black Jack frowned, anxious and a little glad.