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Chapter 44:
Pascal didn't stop Galia despite faintly feeling something was wrong.
No matter what the enemy was thinking, he couldn't help watching Leoard die.
Galia walked quickly towards Leyold, whose power was on the verge of frenzy. Leiold gasped hard, subconsciously trying to attack the person close to him, but reluctantly stopped his movement because he found that the person was Galia: "Stay away, stay away from me..." He whispered caveat.
He knows very well how weak his self-control is now, as long as there is a slight incentive from the outside world, he may be frenzied by the frenzied power in his body. Galia is a junior he watched grow up a little bit, and he didn't want to hurt him out of control.
Galia shook his head: "Don't be aggressive, Uncle Leyold." He leaned down and firmly attached his palm to Leyold's forehead.
The light green light is centered on Galia's palm and spreads around. Among them, most of the light spots stayed on Leiold's body, and only a small part of the light spots eventually disappeared in midair. Against the backdrop of the light, Galia looked peaceful and focused, giving people a sense of sacredness and distance.
The Kovey team's eyes widened when they saw this scene. For a while, it was hard to say whether they were excited or amazed.
Until the end of the treatment, the light particles dissipated from Galia's hands, and no one disturbed Galia. Galia took a long sigh, her face pale. It was the first time for him to sort out such a large-scale energy runaway. Even if his mental power level is not low, he still feels strenuous.
However, being able to snatch the lives of relatives from the god of death still made Galia truly happy.
Leiold's blue face returned to ruddy, and he looked at Galia gratefully: "Thank you, little Galia."
Galia grinned open, and just about to say something, a shadow fell over his head. It was a strong man, he was very tall, just standing there, almost covering Galia in his own shadow.
He looked at Galia with an undisguised covet.
"Since your business is over, let's start the fifth round."
Galia: "!!!"
Leyold stepped forward and stopped Galia behind him: "The players who play the game are ordered by our team. I am afraid it is not your turn to intervene." He glanced at the referee who knew nothing about it. , His gaze swept away from the rest of the Covey team: "Or, do you have to use the preferential treatment of Ansai City to create any rules?"
His words were full of sarcasm, but the opponent didn't care: "The roster for the game is determined by your captain. However, all seven people must be on the court. What is the difference between letting the little cutie play earlier or later? "
"Seven people even though we have already divided the winners and losers in the first six rounds, the seventh round must be held"
"Of course, since it's a ‘discussion’, regardless of the outcome, you must have a full game." The man took the time to look up at Pascal, his expression intriguing.
Pascal finally understood what was wrong, regardless of victory or defeat, one-on-one matches, the hidden rules that were not told until this moment... This rule clearly aimed at Galia! He grinds the alveolar, this group of people, really think they are soft persimmons, let them squash and round!
Just as Pascal thought about it, the Covey team member had already begun to act. He approached Leiold, a cold light flashed, and a sleeve slipped off Leiold’s arm. At the same time, a bloodshot appeared on his hand, but he shook the blood drop on his arm nonchalantly. Seeing Leiold, who was protecting Galia from where he left in an instant, "Nice response."
"To be honest, although you killed our captain, I don't hate you."
Covey has always advocated the weak and the strong, and the players of the Covey team are no exception. They don't have much love for their companions. They only know that Covey's death means that the position of captain is vacant, and they all have the opportunity to compete.
"Remember, my name is Parson and I am the deputy captain of this team. I hope that you can choose me as your opponent...I sincerely hope." In this sentence, Parson said to Galia.
Galia, who had just consumed a lot of mental energy and needed a rest, certainly did not respond to this malicious suggestion. Pomelo played in the fifth round.
Yu is a wind elementalist, and his opponent is a fire elemental, whose attributes are different. From the very beginning, Yu has fallen into a more passive situation.
I don't know if the city owner of Ansai gave their information to the people of the Kevey team in advance. Every time the two sides select a fighter, it is difficult for the Palkar team to gain an advantage.
However, it is fortunate that the pomelo is two levels higher than the other, even if the attributes are different, the two are equally matched at a time. The wind assisted the fire, and Yu didn't rush to attack, but looked at the timing and launched the wind blade at the opponent.
At the same time, the opponent's fireball has just been thrown from the palm of his hand.
The wind blade slashed on the fireball, igniting a large spark, burning the man's skin and igniting the man's hair. The man angrily wanted to fight back, but was ruthlessly suppressed by the experienced pomelo. The bigger the person is, the more irritable. On the other hand, pomelo is calm and calm at all times. With the rapid consumption of the person's elemental power, the result of this battle has long lost its suspense.
In the end, Yu successfully smashed the man to the ground with a hand knife. In a place invisible to the referee, Feng Blade quietly cut the pulse of the man, but unfortunately, the man had fallen into a coma and could not complain about his experience.
You are not a person who is accustomed to playing black hands on the court. It is a pity that the Kovey team has set up traps for them several times so that he understands that some enemies must be killed at once to prevent them from having a chance to breathe. Otherwise, the troubles are endless!
Yu and Pascal exchanged glances.
Whether Galia will finally play depends on Pascal's next battle.
The surrounding temperature began to rise gradually, even hotter than the hottest summer in Ansai City. After a while, the players on the court were sweating. Everyone couldn't help but look up at the sky, the sun hanging in the sky is not so bright and dazzling.
Pascal stepped onto the ring step by step, his surroundings seemed to be wrapped in a hot stream of fire, which was prohibitive and inaccessible. The layer of fire on his body was faintly glowing with golden luster, which was completely different from the feeling that the fire elementalist had just given.
This kind of pressure, this kind of momentum, this kind of calmness can only be achieved by a true sixth-level high-level powerhouse!
Pascal was the strongest person in his entire team, but the Covey team sent the weakest person in the team.
That person was only at the fourth level, and in front of Pascal, he was shivering like a baby who had just learned to walk.
"Our player is still a rookie, and Captain Pascal should be merciful when he is instructing him." Parson said.