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Turning around and stepping into the teleportation point, the fanatic's eyes suddenly became serious, and he said in a serious voice:
"Confirm to enter the arena."
A white light flashed, and the lunatic disappeared from the player waiting area of the stand, and appeared on the side of the arena in a blink of an eye.
At the same time, a figure appeared from the void on the other side of the arena.
In stark contrast to the fanatic's denim attire, the man looked too ordinary.
A baggy urban white-collar dress, a slightly yellowed white shirt, a black suit jacket with obvious chest folds, suit trousers that are one size too large, and a tie that is askew to one side.
Her hair was messed up like chicken coops, her face was greasy, her eyes were lifeless like dead fish eyes, and she was in a completely decadent state.
If it weren't for the arena of the Colosseum in the reincarnation space, this is a beater who has been tortured to the extreme by 996 blessings!
After this person entered the arena, the entire Colosseum immediately booed.
"Hey! I thought Tyranny was so awesome, so I got a weak chicken to make up for it?"
"The one on the stage of Zhange looks a little bit interesting, what the hell is Tyranny over there?"
"Fake match? This is obviously an appointment between the two guilds, and Tyranny will directly release the water!"
Those who spoke were those who had never watched Tyranny's matches before, and most of the veterans who had played guild battles before watching Tyranny live or live broadcast laughed and said nothing.
But a few still can't help but come out and sell a pass
"Don't say it too early, you will know after a while."
"You can tell that Tyranny is cultivating newcomers again, but the newcomers of Tyranny... Hehe, it's definitely not that simple." Another audience member smiled secretly.
on the arena.
The lunatic looked at his opponent and frowned, feeling in his heart that Tyranny had underestimated him.
Different from the pure passers-by in the stands above, everyone was full of excitement, holding up aid items in their hands, shouting heart-piercingly and excitedly.
The people sitting in the first row and second row of the Warsong Guild seats were extremely calm.
The president, A Nuo, looked at the arena calmly, his eyes were still narrowed into a line, and others couldn't see his eyes at all.
The guild battle in the Colosseum is not just a simple battle of combat strength, it also requires some strategies for arranging troops.
Especially for guilds like the Warsong guild whose members' strength is seriously uneven and there is a big gap in combat power in the middle.
Only a few reincarnations at the head can come out to fight, and there is no extra reserve combat power.
The arrangement of the candidates for each game requires more thought.
This is a bit like Tian Ji's horse racing.
The current members of the Warsong guild rank the top three in terms of combat power, from high to low, followed by the president Arnold, the secretary-general Qiao Na, and the vice-president Madman.
Although a bit cruel and straightforward, according to Tian Ji's horse racing, the fanatic is the inferior horse among the three of them.
The tactic formulated by the president of Warsong, Arnold, is to use the low-ranking lunatic to try it out immediately, and then let the two big bosses behind him hold the line.
This metaphor may not be appropriate, because although there are differences in the combat strength of the three people preparing for the war song, the difference is not that great.
The strength of both Tyranny and Zhange is above the tenth floor of the Samsara Tower.
Although Tyranny is much better than Warsong in terms of total number of guild members and overall strength, if three people and Warsong were singled out for a 3v3 guild PK in the Colosseum, the result would be hard to say.
There is no doubt that this will be a close match.
According to this logical deduction, Tyranny Guild has so many strong players, no matter what, it is impossible to give them nothing in the first round.
Thinking of this, Secretary-General Qiao Na shifted her gaze to the Tyranny player on the arena, and her pupils shrank slightly.
A trace of ominousness and worry flashed across his eyes.
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Chapter 98 Doomsday Cowboy!Werewolf in the night!Cyber Girl!
As the scene of the entire arena changed drastically, the lunatic and the white-collar man were still standing in place, but the terrain they were on changed from the classic skin of the Colosseum full of loess to a pitch-black scorched earth without a blade of grass.
The feet of both the lunatic and the white-collar man suddenly sank a few centimeters.
In the sky above the Colosseum, directly above the arena, several large electronic screens unfolded in sequence.
The panorama, top view, and side view of the scorched-earth arena, as well as the face close-ups and bust close-ups of lunatics and white-collar men are all clearly displayed in front of all audiences.
"The first round of battle, the official start!"
The Colosseum broadcast sounded without warning.
Before the lunatic could make a move, he heard a roar.
"Whoa, whoa, whoa-"
The next moment, the white-collar man suddenly tightened his eyes, the whites of his eyes were bloodshot, and his body began to swell rapidly visibly.
The buttons of the clothes were broken one by one, and the white shirt and suit pants were directly torn by him.
The muscles on the chest, abdomen, arms, and thighs instantly swelled, completely exceeding the scale of ordinary people.
What was even more shocking was that thick wolf mane grew out of the man's body, and his head also began to deform, with the nose, mouth and the entire lower jaw protruding and elongating.
In a blink of an eye, his size doubled to its original size, and the gray-white hair on his body shone ferociously like platinum. His face was ferocious, his fangs were bared, and sharp claws grew out from his hands and feet.
Amber eyes glared at the lunatic with a gloomy light, as if the arrow was on the string and ready to kill at any time.
With the howling of a wolf piercing the sky, the auditorium of the Colosseum seemed to explode.
"Werewolf! It's actually a werewolf!"
"I said, how could Tyranny send a weak chicken over here, so he hid a backhand! This is something to watch! Damn!"
There were exclamations from the audience.
In just a few seconds, the man turned into an inhuman state in a blink of an eye, directly changing from an ordinary urban white-collar worker to a vicious and terrifying werewolf!
Witnessing this scene, the lunatic frowned slightly, and his heart trembled, but there was no look of fear on his face with a mustache.