Chapter 210

Zhuoma can't hide it sooner or later. It's better to earn a little bonus before the opponent pays attention to it. Yani won't lose the first game if he takes it lightly, but not the second game.

Although Zhuoma wins in the first round, the next opponents will be stronger and stronger. If Zhuoma wants to win again, it needs luck in addition to strength. Since someone took the initiative to send the horse to the door, why not do this kind of unprofitable business.

"Lu! Do you agree that Yani and I will play another game? If I lose, I will lose my qualification to enter the next game?"

"Bet! If you don't even have the courage to beat him head-on, will you win the second game?"

Zhuoma scratched her head, clenched her teeth and made up her mind: "Lu! What you said is reasonable. I'll compete with him again. Anyway, I've made money.".

Zhuoma is really famous. It can be seen from more and more onlookers that he has become a dark horse. No matter whether he can win the final victory or not, his fate has quietly changed with the identity of an able man.

The casino began to bet again, but this time Zhuoma's odds turned into 1-2, so it's still not optimistic about Zhuoma.

Lu Ziming still gambles that Zhuoma can win. There is no reason. It doesn't mean that Zhuoma will win. It's best if she can win. She can't win. She doesn't lose. She's poor and white. Are you afraid of losing?

Yani, who played again, was arrogant and unwilling, but also more cautious. His first failure was indeed his negligence, but it also made him realize that Zhuoma was not a good opponent.

Compared with the tension of the first time, Zhuoma has more confidence in the second time. Anyway, he has tried hard and there is no opportunism on the battlefield. This is also the reason why Lu Ziming agreed to let Zhuoma compete again.

"Boy, let me call you Niang this time."

"Come on! Your mouth is never as hard as your fist. You can come and try." Zhuoma grabbed the wooden sword and turned around Yani. She was not ready to fight with Yani at close range.

Different from killing Minotaur, people know more about trade-offs and strategies. The more Zhuoma dare not get close to Yani, Yani pushed Zhuoma into the sideline step by step relying on her body advantage.

"Look what tricks you have this time!" Yani suddenly jumped up and hit Zhuoma on the chest with his fist. If you can knock Zhuoma down with one punch, the last failure will no longer be a shame, and the glory still belongs to Yani.

The herdsmen outside the field nervously watched Yani force Zhuoma to the side of the field, and all the people raised it at once. The situation changed a little fast, and it was too late to think. Was it really Yani's fault last time? Zhuoma seemed to have little strength, and even lost the courage to fight with Yani. I thought I could see a battle of life and death, I didn't think the battle ended on one side at the beginning.

Some people began to regret that they became capable at a young age. This does not mean that there are no capable people smaller than Zhuoma, but Zhuoma is the youngest in the warrior trials.

"I still have no combat experience. I want to fight Yani at a young age. I don't think much of myself."

"I think Zhuoma's courage is commendable. She dared to face a strong opponent like Yani and won without a trace of timidity."

"Yes, you can become a hero on the grassland after a few years of exercise. I heard that he seems to be a shepherd. Why didn't you find him before? I have the opportunity to cultivate him."

When the battle was over, the situation in the field changed. Yani with an angry fist was close to Zhuoma's chest. Even Yani seemed to see Zhuoma fly out, but the next moment, he didn't hear the crack of his fist on his chest, and everything didn't happen.

Zhuoma disappeared in front of him. At the moment of Yani Leng, Zhuoma appeared behind Yani.

Outside, he screamed and laughed: "this boy even drilled his crotch, ha ha...".

In the crowd's wild laughter, Zhuoma flew up and kicked Yani heavily on the back. The next moment, it was not Zhuoma, but Yani.

It was another unexpected ending. The laughter outside stopped suddenly. Looking at Zhuoma standing in the field with unspeakable joy, "this boy has won again. Why use 'you'? Is it because he has just won one?"

"Zhuo Ma wins!" the referee announced loudly in the field.

Yani, who was knocked out of the stage again, jumped up from the ground and cursed. His veins bulged like a wounded bull. When everyone didn't notice, he rushed behind Zhuoma and hit Zhuoma fiercely behind her, instantly knocked Zhuoma to the ground, but Yani still didn't clear his hatred and raised his fist again, Hit Zhuoma on the cheek.

"Stop!"

"No!"

"Stop him!"

Just then, a strong wind blew outside and a red shadow appeared in front of Yani.

I don't know how many people closed their eyes and prayed silently for Zhuoma. If Yani punched Zhuoma in the face, Zhuoma would be disabled even if she didn't die, but it was too late to stop it.

Yani's broken wind punch was filled with hatred. It was this boy who broke his dream of being a warrior. It was this boy who made him unable to lift his head in front of the public. It was him... If you must describe Yani's mood, it was immortality.

Being defeated twice by a suckling boy in the field can no longer be described as an insult. Only the mortal enemy will disgrace himself. Don't think about it. After this game, Yani will completely lose his head in front of his people. The rest of the days will be spent in humiliation and darkness. It's better to kill him now.

Yani broke his steel teeth with anger in his eyes. His muscles were as hard as steel. His huge explosive force would destroy everything. The broken wind's fist fell quickly and hit the grass heavily. Even the grass trembled slightly.

"Where are the people?"

"Why is there no one?"

Yani raised his head in shock and appeared in red in front of him. His exquisite face was angry, "who are you? Why should you stop me? Go to hell!"

Yani, who had been dazzled by shame and anger, was like an angry bull that didn't shrink back. He waved his fist and rushed at the woman in red. No one could stop him from killing Zhuoma, not even a woman.

"Yani, stop, don't be stupid again..." even Yani's companions couldn't see it anymore, rushed up and hugged Yani.

"Let go of me. I'll kill the wild seed."

"Yani, if you do this, you will kill the people. Wake up."

“……”

"Shame! Such people deserve to be warriors on the grassland. Why let such people participate in the competition?"

"This is the man from the camp. Get out and disqualify him from the competition. He is not worthy to be a grassland warrior", all kinds of sarcasm came to his face.