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Four hundred and twenty-five big breasts and no brains

Four Hundred and Twenty Five  Big Boobs and No Brain

Sophie is doing this. While moving at high speed, the tip of the arrow is always at the critical point of Greg's throat. To be honest, this feeling is very uncomfortable. Greg's speed is quite fast, but Sophie's precise insight is unwilling to relax at all.

Throw~~~

The arrow in Sophie's hand finally took action, because the distance between her and Greg was getting shorter and shorter, and if it was close, she would lose the best attack distance.

The arrow was like losing the threat. Greg sneered at the corner of his mouth, and his figure swayed again. It was a sure shot that was so close that he was almost a sure shot. He leaned over and sprinted. Greg had already arrived in front of Sophie, but the arrow that was greeted was Sophie's!

The extremely fast shooting rhythm,

The arrow pointed almost at Greg's forehead, and thumped...

This arrow is so fatal.

However, this arrow was not fired. At this time, retreating and dodging were all dreams. The test was the combat consciousness in the first moment. Greg's claw target was an arrow, because it could not be blocked, but it was the bowstring that could not be released.

Exhaust the firewood from the bottom of the cauldron.

Sophie is in danger!

Greg swung his claws one after another, and Sophie could only keep retreating, spreading her wings and taking advantage of the air to hope to get rid of it. Greg would not give her this opportunity to chase her all the way, forcing Sophie to use all her strength. At this time, any unnecessary movements will definitely be a fatal grab.

From the sky to the ground, Sophie flew at an extremely fast speed, while Greg's flight was very special, intermittent and blurry from time to time, but Sophie couldn't get rid of it.

Sophie gritted her teeth and knew that if she took off like this, she would really lose her chance to attack. As an archer, she must have her own ultimate move to get rid of the pursuit.

Suddenly, Sophie's extremely gorgeous multiple spirals were extremely fast and flowing. It was made by using the inertia generated by the extreme movement, making the opponent unable to judge the direction or attack rashly, and suddenly fell down, and at the same time, he set off a bow and arrow.

Golden Arrow!

Will lose if you win!

bass……

It was completely a feeling that the arrow shot, and at this time he was still counting on determining the position with his naked eyes. The daylily was cold. The arrow was very accurate. This was the intuition of the archer, and it happened to attack at the position where Greg was about to arrive.

But Greg's desperate ghostly body technique appeared again, and the golden arrow fell to nothing.

Greg had already kicked it down, bang...

Sophie fell down quickly, but Greg was faster and landed in an instant, waiting for his opponent below.

Before Sophie could react, her paws were already resting on Sophie's neck.

"Greg, win!"

Greg still did not forget to maintain his gentlemanly demeanor, beautiful and charmingly let go of Sophie, and at the same time waved his hand to applaud the audience to pay tribute... Grandma, is it a little weaker? Such a wonderful and great game, you should stand up and cheer?

Even though he thought so in his heart, Greg wasn't stupid enough to shout it out.

Sophie was a little sad, but there was no way. A warrior like the Tianmei clan was the most restrained archers, especially Nikola's young master, and there was no way to fail.

Lord Bi Xiu's face is very bad. Who is not good to lose to? Who is the one who loses to the Nicholas family, but he loses so cowardly.

Osho Nikola, the head of the Nikola family, just smiled and accepted the congratulations from the people around him. His calm expression said that this was just an ordinary game, and it was normal to win easily and nothing to be praised for.

This may make the proud Lord Bixiu feel bleeding, but on the surface, you must maintain a little bit of demeanor, and the look of looking at Sophie became even more disgusted.

Fortunately, Orisia was in the sixth game. She was still very relieved about her daughter's strength and could also get some face. However, her opponent was a cat hunter, which was a bit unsatisfactory.

Orisia and Joyna appeared in the arena. I have to say that the hunting shadow was at a disadvantage in such arena battles, especially Joyna's ability type, who was completely restrained and had no environment to use.

Especially when facing Orisia, the further we go, the stronger the foundation these wealthy families in the imperial capital show, and the more steadily they move forward.

Orisia stood quietly in the field, Joyna saluted, the kitten woman was still so gentle, and the surging voices around her made her feel a little anxious, but she was much better than before, and she had the courage to face many things.

At the beginning of the game, Orisia was still standing there, Joyna's figure began to move, and then her figure began to fade. She felt her vision in a daze, and Joyna disappeared from her vision!

sneak!

One of the secret techniques of the shadow hunting secrets, but how could it disappear out of thin air in the sun without any hidden objects???

Everyone knew the benefits of Joyna's stealth technique, but they didn't expect that even such an empty venue would be possible. Once she sneaked, no one knew anything except Nebero Arthur could feel it. It was extremely powerful.

Orisia... Although she is Gabriel's young master, how to crack it?

Orisia stood there quietly, without any intention, nor was she going to search for her opponent.

Three seconds later, with a thud, Joyna appeared and fell to the ground.

"Orisia, win!"

This was the fastest and most... weird victory since the opening, and Orisia didn't take action from beginning to end.

The little angel was still quiet, as quiet as a pure doll, but everyone was a little chilling. Even in the nearest contestant area, no one saw what happened. The most important thing is that everyone knew very well how powerful Joyna's stealth technique was.

...Orisia actually ignored it and defeated Joyna in an understatement, and no one noticed it.

When talking about Orisia's name, Nebero's voice was rarely a little gentle, and the Grand Consul Sanchez took the initiative to congratulate Bishui. Obviously, the Grand Consul was still full of expectations for the alliance between the two families and actively promoted it. He also believed that it was natural to come true, and all that was left was just an opportunity.

Kalakala, Shafrey held his fist, sneered at the corner of his mouth, and finally waited.

Buenaven had a smile on his face, their names had been shouting on the field, and this game had been waiting for a long time.

"Buenaven, pray, next year's day is your death day!" Shafrey's face was full of pride.

"Refsha, I will engrave four big words on your tombstone - big breasts and brainless!" Buenavin fought back without hesitation.

Buenaven and Shafrey were really angry. The two walked into the arena, but they were completely murderous before they even started.

"The fox is a bit dangerous." Murphy said in a deep voice. He was not optimistic about Buenaven. Hunting is not suitable for arena battles, especially when facing Bemon.

Zou Liang didn't say anything, and expressed a considerable meaning. Although Buenaven understood the taste of Tai Chi and his special abilities would be good, Shafrey did have a few tricks and his fighting style was very powerful.

The battle began, and Shafrey was very depressed, especially in the confrontation with Zou Liang. He wanted to be arrogant, but facing a monster that was so terrible that he could advance Becomemon and defeated with another punch, Shafrey's pride as Becomemon could not show it at all. He was scared at heart.

But this fear deeply hurt him, especially after Arthur came back from the battle, he didn't even look at him, as if he was just a passerby. He probably just said anything casually and didn't care at all, which hurt Shaffrey's strong self-esteem.

This anger had nowhere to pour out, so I could only find Buenaven who took the initiative to provoke him. A mere fox hunting shadow dared to cause trouble for him.

Roar ~~~

During the roar, Shaphrey showed a behemoth state, possessing the golden bloodline, and received the best training and training since childhood. His behemoth state was one head taller than Monma, but his copper-colored body carried a little bit of golden light, which is a sign of the golden bloodline.

What makes every Bemon envious means that it is much easier for Bemon to make the most difficult breakthrough for him.

Shafuret also entered the peak of copper broth, only one step away from breaking through, but he could only watch Monma, who was a little worse than him, advanced to Silver Light in front of him.

Why can a person control the realm that only God can touch!

Shaphrey's envy, jealousy, hatred, and everything was integrated into murderous intent at this moment.

Buenavan put on his armor. The armor is only external to the shadow hunting. The most important thing is the ability to display. Although it constantly stimulates Shafrey, this is a tactic. Only when Bimon loses his calmness can he have room for performance. Facing Bimon, the strongest Bimon in the imperial capital, how could he take Buenavan's IQ lightly?

Shafrey rushed over, his huge figure seemed to be defenseless and did not take Buenavan seriously at all. As soon as he entered the attack range, his huge claws suddenly swung over.

Buenaven bounced away cleverly, nicknamed Zhihu. His fighting style has always been a fight of wits and not courage. Shafrey desperately attacker, while Buenaven dodged as much as possible and shuttled through the opponent's claw wind.

Don’t think dodging is easy. The difficulty of dodging depends on the pressure given by the opponent. Buenavin has also experienced many battles, but this is the first time he faces such a powerful opponent. It is also Bemon. Shaffrey’s pressure is full of aura, which makes Buenavin’s movements very stiff. On the contrary, Shaffrey pours out all his resentment.

"The fox... has a big problem," Murphy said. In fact, this problem has been ignored, but it will be magnified at some point.

Zou Liang nodded, "He fought too few tough battles and was too cautious."

The power is the most likely to be improved in battle. This is how Zou Liang himself has been. How many times he has passed through life and death to have the current realm. This is still the case when he has two lifetimes of memory.

Buenavan is very smart. He also knows that he must fight when he should fight and never retreat when he should fight his life, but he will definitely avoid it when he can avoid it.

Any personality is two sides, which does avoid danger, but it also lacks challenges. This is not a good thing for hunting shadows living on the tip of a knife.

Shafrey constantly suppressed Buenavin like a monkey. His attack was vigorous, fierce but not impatient. If Monma's attack was wild and as he wanted, then Shafrey was the standard Bemon attack engraved on the template, and every move was extremely in place. The characteristics of the Bemon royal family were fully displayed in the attack.

Although Bemon's attack was rough, it could not withstand the trials. Basically, the attack would not have obvious flaws. Buenavin was also very patient, and he was not in a hurry to attack and kept testing opportunities.
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