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The Ninth World 5

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    The Ninth World 5

    According to the convention of all duels, all the orcs stood back in a circle, leaving an empty field.

    Klaus stood frozen at one end of the field, his fiery red eyes widening, as if he still hadn't realized what was going on.  He looked at the black-haired female standing opposite him, and saw him standing there with a calm face, his hands hanging relaxedly by his side, and even a somewhat leisurely smile on his lips.  It was as if he had no idea what shocking words he blurted out a few minutes ago.

    Suddenly, Klaus heard a hostile growl next to him. He turned his head and looked at the sound, only to see Cicero being held tightly by the arms of several other orcs to prevent him from doing any irrational behavior.  A pair of dark green pupils were full of murder and coldness, locking on him tightly, as if to say: If anything happens to that female, I will fight you to the death.

    Klaus sneered and looked away.

    It¡¯s only now that he has troubles that he can¡¯t express.

    Originally his purpose was to compete for the female¡¯s attention, but now it has become a duel with the female?  ?  ?  ?  It is absolutely impossible for him to hurt that precious female, let alone show her sharp fangs to her, but under the rules of dueling in the name of beast/god/, admitting defeat directly is an insult to himself and his opponent.  If he does this, he will not only lose the favor of the female, but also gain the contempt of his own tribe.

    So, what he is struggling with now is whether he should find ways to let the water out and let the female win the duel with dignity, or should he let the other side lose while ensuring the safety of the other side?

    Of course, the premise of both results is to ensure that his delicate body is not injured.

    At this time, the priest came over. According to the duel ceremony, he pressed Klaus's forehead and murmured a blessing in a low voice.

    Klaus looked over the priest's shoulder and saw the female looking at him too.

    He is still smiling.

    A pair of deep eyes are like a dark abyss, as if there is an icy wind blowing from below.

    Looking at it felt like being stared at by an ancient beast in the jungle.  Even though Klaus had made up his mind not to show his true strength, he still couldn't help but be distracted when he really met his eyes.

    His sixth sense screamed in his ears.

    But the next second, the female looked away.  The heavy pressure in his heart suddenly lightened up, and Klaus touched his heart in confusion - what's wrong with him?  Why did he regard such a weak female as a ferocious beast just now?  Is it an illusion?

    Before he could figure it out, the priest stopped reciting the sacrificial words and stepped back, leaving an open space between him and Zhou Bai.

    This is the signal for the duel to begin.

    Zhou Bai narrowed his eyes and looked at the tall orc opposite.

    Klaus.

    He knows this person.  Klaus is an orc in this tribe whose strength is second only to Cicero. He has an unruly and fiery temperament and is regarded as an unstable element because he often does not follow the rules of the tribe.

    He raised the corners of his lips: the perfect candidate.

    Zhou Bai walked slowly to the middle of the field and waved to Klaus, who was still standing hesitantly: "What are you still hesitating about?"

    The deep black pupils were filled with contempt, and there was disdain in the corners of the eyebrows: "Could it be that you are afraid?"

    Klaus¡¯s heart felt hot and he couldn¡¯t help but arch his back.  He felt a secret fire burning in his heart, but he still controlled his strength and ran towards Zhou Bai at a slow speed. He wanted to use this to control Zhou Bai, but he didn't expect that the move he thought was foolproof was ignored by the opponent.  Easily, he dodged with ease.

    Klaus was a little stunned.

    Even though he controlled only one-tenth of his strength, it was easy to subdue a delicate and soft female. Even though Cicero always beat him in terms of strength, in terms of speed, no one in the entire tribe  Be able to compare with him.  And now he was actually dodged by a female?  impossible!

    Zhou Bai crossed his arms and shook his head, with a half-smile on his lips: "What? You don't even dare to show your beast form? Is this how you treat a duel under the attention of the beast god? You say you respect beasts so much?  God's?"

    The already slow tone was elongated sarcastically, and it sounded like there was a kind of magical power that bewitched people's hearts.

    Klaus¡¯s already red beast eyes began to burn at this moment.  He grinned, revealing sharp canine teeth that had begun to grow longer.

    The priest who was always paying attention to the battle situation took a breath and raised his heart.Sore throat.  He covered his heart and felt the irregular beating of his heart under his palm.

    He knows Klaus, he has a hot temper, and now he is especially afraid that he will turn into a beast on impulse.  If the black-haired female had a chance of being unscathed in the male's human form, if Klaus turned into a beast, even if the female wouldn't die, she would at least be injured.

    The priest felt that his heartstrings had been tightened to the point of breaking. He stared closely at the situation on the field, for fear of missing any picture.

    Klaus suppressed the unknown anger that surged in his heart, and still managed to maintain some sense, remembering that he could not hurt the other party.

    He sped up his speed and used three to four tenths of his usual state. This time, he rushed towards Zhou Bai with a sure chance of victory. Dark red animal patterns undulated on his body that was shiny with sweat, as if  It seems to be entangled with life.  I thought it was impossible to miss this time, but I saw that the other party just turned slightly and dodged at a tricky angle.

    Klaus seemed to be able to see his embarrassed figure imprinted in the other person's eyes. There was no emotional fluctuation in the dark pool. He just looked down at him coldly and calmly, clearly illuminating his several episodes of embarrassment.  Clearly.

    Reluctance and shame mixed with anger slowly rose and brewed.

    He attacked again, and from this time on, Klaus began to slowly become serious.

    However, even so, Klaus still missed the next few attacks. For more than twenty minutes, he almost didn't even touch the corner of Zhou Bai's clothes, and could only see  The remaining fluctuations in the air after the opponent dodged past.

    It¡¯s like a baby being played around with, in the eyes of the other party, your actions are just futile efforts.

    "Tsk."

    The moment he passed by Zhou Bai, he heard a slight mocking sound ringing in his ears. That gentle, low nasal sound was just a simple tone, but there was something contained in it.  It was like a small flame pouring into Klaus's heart. The suppressed emotions were like hot and dry flammable substances. After encountering an open flame, they began to ignite into a raging flame.

    Klaus lowered his figure, his fiery red eyes seemed to be burning, he roared and turned into an animal form.

    It was a flaming leopard that was nearly two people tall. Its fiery red fur was smooth and soft, covering the undulating refined muscles. It reflected bright firelight as it moved. It lowered its body, gripped the ground with its forelimbs, and its red pupils  It shone brightly and tightly locked Zhou Bai's figure.

    Zhou Bai raised the corners of his lips and showed a satisfied smile.

    Immediately afterwards, before anyone could react, he moved.

    The slender figure in white clothes was as fast as a bolt of lightning, but as soft as a piece of satin, almost only an afterimage. It came with overwhelming power and a strong sense of oppression that made people unable to escape.

    The plain white hand with clear joints touched the fiery red fur, as gently as a lover's touch, or the touch of the breeze, but in the next second, the fingers tightened.

    Just hearing a loud "bang", the Flame Leopard's head was pressed deeply into the ground. The hard and white surface was cracked and broken by the violent pressure. The rocks collapsed, and spider web-like cracks followed the contact to the surroundings.  spread.

    The Flame Leopard's limbs struggled and fluttered, but it couldn't escape the seemingly gentle fingers. Its head was pressed into the ground, and its low growl was forced into its throat and turned into a pitiful whimper.

    The expressions of all the orcs watching were blank.

    ?  ?  ?  ?

    Just  what happened just now?  ?  ?  ?

    There must be something wrong with my eyes, right?  ?  ?  ?  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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