In the end, Velon stopped.

However, Veron left a sentence.

"I will definitely defeat you."

Leaving such a sentence without knowing who to say to, Veron retreated to the corner of the arena with Slapnier, who had lost an arm.

"Smart move."

Xia Lu retracted her magic power and looked up with a spirited look, which made many people talk about the "Magic Sword Fighting Method" just cast.

Frey came to Xia Lu's side, and hesitantly asked Xia Lu a question.

"Don't you beat , as long as you observe it well, it is not difficult to find the true body of Slypnir's magic circuit.

When Luo Zhen first stood on the battlefield of the nightclub, Luo Zhen had already noticed the body of his magic circuit when he saw Sleipner's battle. In this case, it was not surprising that Rocky could find it.

However, until no strategy is found, Rocky will not take action against Velon for the time being.

As for Frey ...

"I shouldn't beat him."

Frey looked downcast.

Even if he grows and can control all of Gam, it is still unrealistic for Fron to defeat Veron, who is known to be comparable to Magnus.

Now Frey's strength should be able to rank in the top 20 at the night party, but it is still a lot worse than the existence of the "Thirteen" level. It is naturally impossible to defeat Weilong.

Of course, Frey seems to have hidden some cards, and using that one may be a bit tempting, but it is obviously not something that can be used casually, and Frey can only follow along.

The rest is Luo Zhen who observes the whole process.

"Are you really not planning to shoot? Lord Luo Zhen?"

"Even if you don't do it with everyone, don't you do with" Pultimate First? ""

"Don't Luo really want to fight?"

Yiluli, Yeye, and Xiaozi all asked one after another.

In return, Luo Zhen's words.

"Do not take the initiative, so be it."

Luo Zhen smiled calmly.

Wei Long's hostility to himself, Luo Zhen actually found out.

But even Luo Zhen was still very confused about Weilong's performance.

"I didn't offend him?"

Luo Zhenshi muttered without concern, totally wondering what was going on in this "last to last".

However, Luo Zhen did not care.

Anyway, if the other party wants to take a shot at himself, he can fight back.

In the situation of seeing through the magic circuit of the opponent's automatic puppet, Luo Zhen didn't think that this "first to last" could pose a threat to himself.

It is better to say that in this world, there should be no people who can pose a threat to Luo Zhen.

Luo Zhen continued to maintain the peaceful mentality of the Buddhism department. He was not very enthusiastic about the battle at the nightclub, but instead looked in another direction.

There, a masked man led by six girl-type automatic puppets stood on the roof of a school building, looking down at it like a bird's eye view, and looking up at Luo Zhen.

The two looked at each other at a distance.

The complexion was quite calm.

After a while, the opponent left with his own team.

Seeing this, Luo Zhen smiled indifferently, and looked back, as if nothing had happened.

This is the end of the battle.

In the back, Weilong stopped, Luo Zhen and others stared at each other, but did not do it.

"Anyway, the nightclub is still alive, and it doesn't matter if you play later."

Xia Lu stated his position.

"There are too many people in trouble, and I can't let go."

Rocky said so.

"I ... I don't want to fight everyone."

Frey was even more timid.

In a nutshell, the crowd did not act against each other and wanted to divide the idea here.

Even if the targets are all Demon Kings, it is too early to decide the winner.

The night party is only the past half, and the remaining half is the essence.

At that time, the powerful faction puppets who can rank among the top 50 will appear one by one.

The night party will be wonderful then.

As a result, Luo Zhen and others all had a tacit understanding to complete the one-hour standby obligation, and then retired.

The audience then left the seats one after another, and still talked about the strength of Rocky and Xia Lu.

There are many people who feel sorry.

"I haven't been able to see [Finble Winter]."

"Yes."

"I don't know how strong he is now."

"I really want to see it."

The audience thinks so, even those who are interested.

The difference is that the general audience only wants to see Luo Zhen's power, and these people have their own considerations.

These considerations are intertwined, and no one knows what will eventually be brewed.

The only thing that is certain is one thing.

That is, the storm is coming.

It was also this night that the ingenious city of Liverpool welcomed a person.

"Is this the Smart City?"

At the station, a teenager looked at the city scene in front of him and muttered to himself.

It was not a tall man, but he was very sturdy, and his eyes were as sharp as those of a raptor, exuding the breath of battle.

The boy was wearing a loose kimono and wearing a feather weave, with a magic sword hanging around his waist.

He tightened the knife on his waist and smiled.

"Ming God is here, right?"

The boy was talking to himself like this.

Immediately ...

"Is that person here, too?"

The smile on the teenager's face disappeared and was replaced by endless hatred.

With hatred filling his chest, the boy spit out cursed words.

"It's been two years, and I'm finally coming to him."

"Spouse, father, mother, and everyone."

"Your enemies, I will definitely report."

"I will kill you."

"Akaba Tenquan."

After speaking, the teenager stepped into Liverpool.