Lu Shan smiled.

Cheer for me loudly later.

Okay.

The female player nodded vigorously.

Lu Shan took a deep breath and walked toward the battlefield.

State your name.

Park Sanquinted his eyes.

You don't deserve to know my name.

Lu Shan repeated Park Sung words with blue light glowing around his body.

Park sung sneered, "Damn you die.

" The Wolf Fong Club Shan with a blood red light.

Bang! A harsh metallic scraping sound echoed.

The Wolf Fong Club and the axe collided headon and Lu Shan was knocked back four steps, nearly falling over.

"Ultimate Marshall skill, I have it too.

Iron Breaker.

" Lu Shong s axe also shown with a blood red light with immense force.

Park Sante was too slow to dodge and could only take the hit.

But just as the axe was about to strike, Park SE s mouth glowed red again.

Huh? Another deafening roar erupted, causing Luo Shung s axe to pause momentarily, its power greatly reduced.

Bang! The axe struck the fine iron armor, deforming it, but causing little substantial damage.

Meanwhile, the Wolf Fong Club, imbued with red light, was already upon him.

Puff! Luo Shung took a solid hit.

The spikes of the Wolf Fong Club piercing through the fine iron armor and directly into his lung.

Cough, he spat out a mouthful of blood.

Luo Shan tried to retreat, but the fine iron armor was firmly stuck by the Wolf Fong Club, unable to pull back.

Park Sante grinned.

Luo Shong felt a sense of foroding, but at this distance, he couldn't te unleash the full power of his two-handed axe.

Lu could go for it.

The female player on the sidelines shouted loudly, cheering him on.

Hearing this, Lu Shan calmed down a bit.

He tossed aside the axe and drew two fine iron daggers from his waist, one in each hand.

Watch my marshall skill, furious tiger.

The two daggers sliced through the air like tiger claws, launching a flurry of attacks.

Clang, clang, clang.

Sparts flew.

The fine iron armor was split with cracks.

Park SE body was harmed.

Blood splattering.

But he laughed aloud at that moment.

Marshall skill.

Watch my ultimate marshall skill.

Mount Thai pressing down.

Whoosh.

Damn.

Lu Shong was stunned.

Park Sante s huge hefty body actually jump high into the air directly above Luo Shan s head.

Luo Shan felt a shadow envelop him as if a mountain was about to crush down.

He desperately ran back with a wolf fong club but could not escape the shadow's reach.

In the next moment, the massive body crashed down.

Park Sante was already extremely overweight, nearing 300 lb.

The entire set of fine iron armor he wore was custom made for him.

All in extra-l large sizes consuming a large amount of fine iron ingots.

Now wearing the full set, it was estimated to weigh over 500 lb.

B.

A cloud of dust was kicked up.

Lu Shan heard the sound of his bones breaking.

The spikes of the Wolf Fong club dug deeper into his lung, piercing his heart as well.

Luo Shung lay on the ground, continuously coughing up blood, unable to breathe.

Stop fighting, we surrender.

Linua shouted, simultaneously raising her hand to send a beam of golden light towards Luo Shan, but it was too late.

Park had already broken his neck with an elbow.

Luo Shan was dead.

Luog, no.

The female player cried out, wanting to rush forward, but was stopped by other players nearby.

Sigh.

Zhu Ting turned her head, unable to bear to watch any longer.

Wua also lowered her head, looking at her feet.

Sia may predictably had red- rimmed eyes.

The female soldiers behind them frowned tightly, unable to watch such a scene.

Women s emotions seemed to be inherently more sensitive.

That female player s feelings.

They could understand to some extent.

Jane Hanjun laugh heartily on the stonewall.

Huh? Stop crying.

Your Luog died so quickly.

No need to thank me.

You lost again this time.

Let us do it again.

Yun Sioli used her skill to help Park S recover.

And now that the duel was over, others could assist in recovery.

Lin Wua s expression darkened.

They had lost the duel.

There was nothing to be said about being outmatched.

However, Xiin Hanju and smug face is that of a typical petty person who has gained power, which is truly detestable.

Shining side, let's release one more.

Another Gorio captive scrambled out in a hurry.

Chapter 239.

Su Jeene takes the stage.

Ji Kuan's expression was unpredictable.

He had just lost his strongest player in a one-on-one match, resulting in a significant loss of combat power.

Gene Han Jun shouted from the wall.

Is this the best you can do? Why is everyone you send out trash? And she laughed.

Look at their faces.

They're already scared stiff.

Oh ho ho ho ho.

Linuan turned and asked, "Is there anyone else going up? We must take him down this time.

" No one answered.

Shun Jang and Lu Shang were not weak.

In fact, they could be considered strong.

Shen Jang was a proud subordinate of Shir Xinyang, a fast martial artist with an agility of eight points.