"What's the matter? Estelle? Why do you always look at me?" After Tongling bid farewell, the remaining few people rushed to the top of the "central tower" non-stop-who is standing there, everyone knows Well, when the few people left started to set off, there was no relaxing atmosphere.

"Um... Heliga, let me ask you." After thinking about it, Esther said, "Why are you so concerned about Ling's affairs?"

"Why can't I take care of Ling?" Heliga retorted.

"Hmm..." Esther, who was questioned for a while, seemed to be choked at that moment. She was speechless. After a long time of embarrassment, she had to change her angle and resume the offensive: " Seriously...I plan to take her back to Bright's house and live a good life."

"Is your home? It's a good environment... But I think Ling should have the right to choose. At least she has to figure out why her parents abandoned her, the biggest knot. Otherwise, maybe she just did it. I promised you." Heliga said calmly.

"Um...this is also...ahhhhhhhhh, let's talk about it." Esther suddenly realized, and then suddenly remembered something, "When I first met Ling at Al Raiden, it seemed that you had treated her The puppet who impersonated his parents is very impressive?"

"Yeah... be it." Hearing what Esther said, the figures of the Harolds and their young son Colin, fake dolls and hardworking merchants appeared in Heliga's mind. The image of the author gradually overlapped, "After this matter is over, I want to investigate."

"Really?" Estelle said uncomfortably, "Say yes first, I won't lose to you!"

"Interesting... let's give it a try." Heliga smiled. He didn't expect Estier to ignite a sense of competition with this matter. "But since it's a competition... Then I can't provide you with it. If you have any information, try to find the truth for yourself."

"Goo...who is afraid of whom!" After hearing these words, Esther was a little bit frustrated. After all, the boy in front of him knew a lot of things he didn't know, and he was far better than the activist in intelligence and inference. Strong, so when she heard Heliga’s slightly joking remarks, she actually felt quite a lot of pressure, but the stubborn Estelle finally showed a tough look, "If the big deal is all over, you Xiuya go..."

"Hey..." Joshua, who was dumped on the side, hurriedly clarified: "Although I also want to bring Ling back, I don't want to get involved in your messy competition."

"What? What a dull man." Estelle was angry.

"Well... I always feel that this way, the tension of facing "Sword Emperor" is gone. "Looking at the furious Estiel and the arguing Joshua, Heliga quietly came to Fei who had entered the theater mode and whispered.

"I didn't feel nervous at all... Didn't you have already prepared the means to deal with him?" Fei rolled her eyes.

"If I can, I actually don't want to use that... well." During the conversation between the two, there was an inexplicable energy fluctuation. It was not only the illusion of Heliga and Fei, but also Estiel and the others. This volatility stopped the arguing and looked around.

"No... It's just a momentary energy fluctuation." Joshua, who held his breath and concentrated his attention, didn't feel anything special afterwards, "But since we all have feelings, it shouldn't be someone else's illusion."

"Yeah... this power is a bit familiar," Estil said, "what is it..."

"Is there a bit of murderous aura in the weight... These two feelings of power shouldn't appear together..." Heliga took a closer look. "Maybe the "Professor" has developed some new features of this tower. ..."

"No, don't think about it so complicated." Among the four, Fei, who felt the most sensitive, just frowned slightly, "It should be the aftermath of the battle below..."

"Oh... yes. Forget, the companions and opponents are the masters among the masters..." Esther patted his forehead, "Then it is probably one of the group of duels that will be the winner, right?"

"This power that is as thick as a mountain range, and that undisguised killing intent...whatever it looks like..."

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"Huh...huh..." On the second floor platform of the "Central Tower", two unarmed fighters once again added their fists and smashed together heavily. The difference is that the orange-haired man’s sunglasses have been smashed, and his wild black combat suit has also been damaged; the tall man on the other side wiped the blood from the corner of his eye and threw it away without hesitation. The shattered wine gourd once again set a posture to his opponent.

The two protégés who were also trained under the "Tai Dou Liu" have gradually come to an end on this second-tier platform. At the beginning of the battle, Varut, who had honed his attack and killing intent in his boxing skills to near the top, relied on a series of ferocious offensives to attack the blonde in a torrential rain. If it were just to block, such a set of killer moves would hurt him even if he didn't die. Therefore, Jin was not completely passively beaten. While protecting his vital parts, he would also grab Watt. Root's occasional flaws retaliated one by one, forcing his opponent to stop the continuous attack and gain a chance to breathe for himself.

After a set, Varut didn't take advantage of it at all, but because he used too much power first, he fell into fatigue faster than Jin. While wondering in the heart that his opponent is no longer what he used to be, he honestly changed offense to defense.

Jin, who has the title of "Firm", is naturally a master of defense, but this does not mean that he is a physical shield that does not understand offense. Seeing the turning point, where would he still be willing to let go of such an excellent opportunity? Apart from anything else, it is a set of "Tai Dou Liu" stunt Thor's palm. With the blessing of vindictiveness and the muscles that have been exercised to the extreme, the iron palms are even like steel, slamming on Varut continuously.

"Cough..." Varut spit out a mouthful of blood, and the expression in Jin's eyes became complicated: "You guy, when did you practice boxing like this..."

"Varut...you are indeed a genius." Jin wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, "but because of this, you lack solid training. And kung fu, in addition to natural aptitude, the most important thing is the accumulation of time. So. Even the dull me who is not as talented as you, can still stand up to the wind when confronting you."

"Hahahaha... Behind me?" Varut laughed as if he heard the biggest joke in his life, regardless of his injuries, "The old man didn't think so."

"What?" Jin Yi was taken aback.

"The old man once told me...Aside from the concepts of "living" and "killing", whether it is the qualities or talents of a warrior, you are above me. "

"...How is this possible." Jin Yi frowned. Before the change in "Tai Dou Liu", Varut was seen as a genius who could pursue the pinnacle of martial arts while competing with Wuxiang. I have always thought so, and I am deeply proud of my brother, how can he not be surprised now when he hears completely different statements?

"Huh... or this stupid look is the most unpleasant." Varut showed a disgusting expression on his face, "Listen to me!"