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    Chapter 136: Probably a shemale

    Compared with the desperate counterattack of the first battle, my second battle was really dull and a bit lackluster.  After the undead lich evil spirit, the second person to become my opponent was a blue-skinned and fanged troll swordsman.  His name is "I'm ugly but I'm durable", which in my opinion is a fairly objective assessment of himself.  His ugly face is naturally obvious, and the word "endurance" also accurately summarizes the very distinctive and evil blood characteristics of the troll race, and at the same time makes many people very envious in their hearts - to be honest,  At least I am very envious of it myself.

    how?  You want to know what kind of feature this is?  Of course, it is the racial characteristic of "rapid healing" possessed by the trolls. This enviable racial characteristic allows them to recover their lost vitality at a speed that is one or two times that of other races. This allows them to survive in some fierce battles.  Being able to last longer in a fight than anyone else - Hey, I really mean that, what do you think I'm saying?  Why do you have this weird evil smile?

    You know, there are always some people whose thoughts will be led in some strange directions by one or two words, which is really baffling

    Before becoming my opponent, the troll swordsman had obviously just experienced a very difficult life.  The equipment he wore was the shabbiest among all the people present. At least half of it was too damaged, causing various additional attributes to be weakened to varying degrees, while the level of the other half was significantly lower than his.  At the current level, you can tell at a glance that it is a temporary emergency equipment pieced together after the original equipment was damaged.  I simply couldn¡¯t bear to guess how many battles he lost before his equipment was worn down to its current state. When I first saw this guy dressed in rags climbing onto the ring, I even thought he had just been beaten.  Thousands of bison trampled over him.  But upon closer inspection, I quickly realized how wrong I was:

    He was stepped on at least twice!

    Originally, the profession of swordsman has always been restrained by warriors - for a long time, their image of "mage killers" has been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. Many of their resistance talents can produce extremely high immunity to magic, but they are not effective against magic.  The physical damage protection ability has always been very weak, but the strong shield and heavy armor of the warriors can effectively reduce the huge threat of their two-handed weapon specialization-not to mention that the guy in front of me is now in such a state that he even has short hands that he relies on to survive.  There are only two swords at level 30 or above, which are just rubbish.

    I have no interest in retelling this boring battle. Two warriors holding sharp blades stood in the center of the ring and furiously slashed at each other. There was no skill or resourcefulness, but only savage collisions of limbs and ugly splashing of life This was purely a battle.  A gamble of strength and blood, the battle is reduced to a series of indifferent numbers, and these numbers add up to a weight that constantly changes in weight. Each change presses the balance of victory in favor of  own side.

    Although I had lost nearly half of my life force in the previous battle, in this completely asymmetrical battle, I still narrowly won, becoming the first person to win two consecutive victories so far.  fighter.  The Troll Swordsman's name, full of racial pride, didn't help him at all - it only took me less than a minute to resolve the battle, and this weak one-minute man never treated me from the beginning to the end.  It shows no trace of "lasting" characteristics.

    After defeating the troll swordsman, I finally met the last member of the opponent's team: their captain - also their guild leader, a level 53 undead warrior who had spent his whole life in endless suffering.  The ascetic, and the fighter of destiny who gained a new life through perseverance and courage: Funeral March.

    I couldn't take my eyes away from his head. At this moment, the tragic guild name was hanging high on his head, which made us have to re-emotion about the rough experiences he had suffered during his lifetime: being chased by a wild dog at Level 5  Streaking, being tricked by the selling point card at level 10, destroying the dungeon at level 15, dating a shemale online at level 20, having a Trojan horse account hacked at level 25, becoming a black hand at level 30, being cheated on by a cheater at level 35.  , I was banned just after I learned how to use plug-ins at level 40

    In fact, most of his previous experiences in life - such as plug-ins, account hacking, Trojan horses, etc. - are beyond my understanding, but this does not prevent me from reading through the profound and mysterious words.  Ou feels the sad and sad mental journey in his previous life - in fact, this is very normal. The pain that everyone encounters in their own lives is often incomprehensible to others, but we cannot deny that this kind of pain has a profound impact on a soul.  of suffering.  The most poignant thing is that I am convinced that no matter which one of these tragic experiences happens to a person, it can be called a human tragedy.Now, it is hitting this guy's head with incredible frequency. The probability is even lower than the possibility of a person being hit by a meteorite twice in his life. When  When this once-in-a-lifetime chance of a small chance happens to a person, it's hard to tell whether it's a misfortune or a great luck

    "You seem to have left the two women last." The sound of the funeral march was not as gloomy as I imagined.  In fact, his voice was quite gentle and pleasant, with no hint of hostility, as if we were not irreconcilable enemies but very friendly friends.

    "When it comes to rough things like fighting, ladies always have to be taken care of." I explained with a shrug.

    "Yes, yes, it's gentlemanly behavior, but" The funeral march nodded frequently, then tilted his head and looked at the two ladies in the audience for a moment, with a strange expression of lingering fear on his face - it was not his  What's weird about his expression is becauseyou know, a skull with bones and bones that has rotted away all its flesh can actually accurately make me feel his "fearful" mood at this time. This in itself is  A very strange thing - he asked tentatively in a low voice: "could they all be transvestites?"

    Shemale?  what is that?

    I have heard this confusing term from many people, but I have never understood the exact meaning of it.  Judging from the tone and attitude of others speaking about this word, it seems that it is a specific noun with a certain derogatory connotation, and it seems to be accusing some people of unbearable immoral behavior.

    In my opinion, our miser president, who pursues amassing huge amounts of property, exploits other people's labor as his life goal, and takes collecting high-interest debts as his life pleasure, is closely related to many immoral behaviors - boo  , don't tell others - so I feel that the possibility of her being a "shemale" is quite high.

    Although I am very willing to confirm the guess of the funeral march, Feiyin is after all a companion who fights alongside me. The sincere friendship from my heart does not allow me to use insulting words to denigrate her personality and moral character with strangers from the enemy camp -  Especially when she was looking at us - so I wisely chose silence.

    "Nonsense!" Regarding such a malicious speculation, I can remain silent, but Fei Yin, as the person involved, cannot.  Our president couldn't help but started shouting loudly under the ring.  Judging from her flushed face and violently heaving chest, she seemed to be quite angry at the moment - of course, I would never encourage you to think that this was a sign of anger after the truth was exposed.

    "You're blind! How can a charming girl like me, who is smart, gentle, virtuous, orchid-hearted, and graceful, be a transvestite?!" Miss Feiyin waved the wand in her hand vigorously, her eyes wide with anger.  Staring at the funeral march on the ring, he yelled hysterically, as if he wanted to rush to the ring right now and smash him into pulp - oh, sorry, I mean bone meal .

    I really can¡¯t see the connection between her bared teeth and fierce and ferocious posture at this time and the beautiful and graceful words such as "gentle, virtuous, graceful", so it is obvious: it seems that our president must be a shemale.  Already

    My opponent is obviously not as smart as me. He didn't hear the obvious contradiction in Fei Yin's words, so he blindly believed in her self-defense - I had long suspected that his brains had been corroded.  It is impossible for the dead undead to have no influence at all on their intelligence.

    "It really doesn't sound like the sound synthesized by an audio synthesizer" He tilted his ears - I mean, he tilted the holes where the ears originally grew - and listened carefully to Fei Yin's words, and then gently  He nodded slightly, "it seems like you are really women. You are so lucky. If that's the case, then we still have a chance to win."

    He was fooled - I thought with gloating - Anyone who knows our respectable president knows that when this cunning woman swears something, she is definitely not telling the truth - this also means that  Another aspect proves that our president is definitely a shemale - even though I really don¡¯t know what a shemale is

    As the last member of the opponent's team to fight, he faced challenges from three opponents of the same level, including an ice mage who was recognized as the "nemesis of the samurai". Faced with such a cold and cruel reality, he  He is still dreaming about turning defeat into victory. I can only think that the guy standing in front of me is really a hopelessly ill utopian optimist. His positive yearning for a better destinyIt has reached the point where he can have hallucinations at any time and at any time - I dare to say that this is definitely the sequelae of the inhumane fate he has suffered - I can only sincerely sympathize with him.

    "What did you say? How dare you look down on me, my aunt!" Miss Feiyin, who was deeply feeling the contempt, was furious at this time. She rolled up her sleeves, revealing two slender arms like reed sticks.  He put his hands on his hips, pointed at the funeral march on the stage with one finger, and yelled viciously: "You brat, you can't be arrogant for much longer! See how I teach you a lesson when I come on stage in person later! I want you to explain what you just said.  Chew every word and then swallow it back"

    As a teammate who is standing on the ring at the moment, preparing for the next challenge, listening to my captain shouting in the audience, "I will take the field in person later", it is really difficult for me to hear what she said.  A hint of encouragement and blessing - if you are lying on the hospital bed and feel that you still have a chance to save the life, you suddenly hear your good friend say to you with a gloomy face and a low voice, "Go in peace, we will save you."  "You got revenge." I'm afraid you will feel the same as me at this time - believe me, this feeling is very bad, and you will never want to try it a second time - of course, if you still have the chance to try it a second time  if.

    The president's distrustful attitude towards me really makes me sad, and what makes me even more sad is: her disregard for me well is not unreasonable - it really hurts one's self-esteem.  things.  My battle with the funeral march began quicklyand thenit seemed to be over even faster than it started.  I originally hoped that this brainless undead warrior might be reduced in combat ability due to adverse effects on his intelligence and spirit, but what happened afterwards made me deeply realize my mistake: five encounters,  After only five encounters, with less than one-tenth of my health remaining, I tragically fell to his repeated blows.

    Seeing that I was finally beaten off the stage, the female ice mage who had been prepared for a long time immediately jumped onto the stage impatiently. The blue gem on the top of the staff in her hand shone with a cold light, and a circle of aqua blue halo surrounded her.  Her hands were flashing with eagerness, as if they might burst out at any moment, freezing the enemy in front of her into an ugly skeletal ice sculpture.

    But, dear President, I understand your eagerness for revenge at the moment, but there is no need for you to be happier than my opponent after seeing me fail

    Although the Undead Warrior Funeral March made bold claims to reverse the entire battle with one against three, after the battle with Fei Yin started, it did not show any combat effectiveness commensurate with it.  From the very beginning of the fight with Fei Yin, he bravely rushed towards the enemy in front of him wearing heavy metal armor, and then as expected, he was frozen into a pair of real "popsicles" by a large "ice storm"  .  When the ice that wrapped his whole body finally thawed, he had been hit hard by two ice spears and an ice edge. The biting cold air instantly froze his exposed skeleton into a glistening blue-purple color.  The cold magical power froze his joints, making it difficult for him to move.  His movements were as numb as a stiff corpse - of course, he was actually a corpse in the first place - and every move was much slower than usual.  Although the stone slabs on the surface of the ring were very flat, every step he took was an arduous trek. In just a dozen short steps, it was more difficult under his feet than walking through a swamp.

    ¡°Compared to the difficult situation of the funeral march, our president is enjoying a wonderful time.  Because she was facing the last opponent, Fei Yin didn't have to worry about her own magic power.  She wielded her staff skillfully, squandering her magic with rare generosity, and threw magical beams of cold power onto her opponents' heads one after another.  Compared with the lethality produced by attack magic, the freezing effect produced by ice and snow spells is her most powerful weapon.  The opponent's slow footsteps allow her to perfectly control the distance between the enemy and ourselves. Even wearing a bloated magic robe, she can calmly escape from the opponent's pursuit after throwing a spell, and after opening a large enough distance  Accumulate more magic power and cast a more powerful spell again.

    Not long after, Funeral March¡¯s health was reduced to less than half due to Fei Yin¡¯s indiscriminate bombardment, but Fei Yin did not receive any damage.  Even so, this tough and tenacious skeleton monster has not given up hope. He approached step by step with great difficulty, and finally forced his opponent to the edge of the ring.  Just when he raised the sharp sword in his hand to avoid the previous humiliation, a huge ice bullet hit his face with a "bang", and then a water-blue halo rippled with the explosion of the ice bullet.  Come, wrap his skeletal body layer by layer, forming a huge transparent ice ball.  The poor skeleton warrior suddenly movedUnable to move, his figure was immediately frozen in this heroic yet helpless moment.

    Almost at the same moment, the space in front of Fei Yin was instantly distorted. Her body suddenly disappeared from the edge of the ring, and then suddenly appeared in the middle of the ring behind the funeral march.

    With a "freezing spell" and a "teleportation" spell, the ice female mage easily got out of the predicament.

    "Ahahahaha" Staring at the opponent's dilemma of being unable to move in the ice with squinting eyes, our president couldn't help laughing proudly.  Her laughter was as shrill and shrill as a wild storm squeezing through a narrow stone gap, which made our companions couldn't help but get goosebumps all over their bodies.

    "Aren't you very arrogant" Fei Yin laughed evilly and hit an ice arrow on her opponent's butt.

    " He also said he would hit three of us one by one" Another ice arrow flew out, exploding a snowflake on the back of the undead warrior's head.

    "The most unforgivable thing is that you actually dare to slander a beautiful and dignified lovely girl like your aunt and me as a shemale" What flew up in response was a sharp ice spear, which instantly killed  The frozen funeral march was pierced through - it seems that our president really hates the word "transvestite".

    "Look, I have to tear your two ribs into eighteen pieces" After finally waiting for the freezing spell to melt, the unfortunate funeral march turned around and was hit by an oversized "Snow Explosion Technique"  Hit in the face

    As Fei Yin's attack spells fell on the opponent's head like a snowstorm, Funeral March's health was quickly destroyed to a heart-wrenching state. This one-sided situation of strong bullying of the weak made me even begin to sympathize.  Our opponent is here: the undead warrior is already shaky in the ring at this moment, and people can't help but worry that a maggot that eats carrion will kill him even if it bites him lightly.

    Judging from the current situation, no matter how hard the Funeral March fights for its life, it is impossible to escape the humiliating fate of complete defeat.  However, just when we thought we were sure of victory, Funeral March's face suddenly darkened - please forgive me, you can only imagine for yourself how "the face darkened" on the face of a man with only a bunch of skeletons left.  Yes, this is really a supernatural event that is beyond my language ability, but it did happen in such an incredible way - his face darkened, and he said a very, very inappropriate sentence with a serious expression:

    "Surrender, female magician, you still have time to surrender now"
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