"Grass! Why is it the firewood from the cauldron again?" Li San covered his head in despair.

It takes 3 crystals to activate the firewood at the bottom of the cauldron, but his crystals were cleared when summoning Ge Dali. And even if he has crystals, it doesn’t make sense to use the firewood at the bottom of the cauldron to slash firewood at the bottom of the cauldron!

All the decks were destroyed by themselves, and there was nothing to steal!

snort!

"It doesn't matter, I, I can continue to endure!"

Jiang Wenming beat Li San again and again. I have to say that Li San is worthy of being a mature dark duel and knows how to protect himself as much as possible in such a situation.

When he curled his whole body into a ball, his hands were almost broken and he didn't let go of his covered head, he rolled and twisted from time to time, making it impossible for Jiang Wenming to hit his head accurately.

In this way, Jiang Wenming's damage will be reduced.

From the original dozen to the normal five or six o'clock, you can dodge from time to time.

Although my whole body was sore, I could finally wait for a while.

"Come on, the third draw! I don't believe it, can you still draw... grass! What kind of grass egg system! Do you know if I knock on your mother by the dealer?!"

Seeing another pot of firewood being removed from his hand, Li San felt that his shoulders and buttocks were about to bloom and she was crying without tears.

What about the two-thirds chance?

I have sucked three times, why didn’t I touch a single one?

I obviously washed my hands before I went on stage this time!

This is unscientific!

"Another... come again... haha!"

Bang bang bang!

"Oh, I don't believe it, it's a waste! Uh..."

"And, I can still draw..."

Looking at the pile of firewood in his hand and feeling Jiang Wenming's hard-working attack, Li San's eyes were dull.

"Mom... am I too bad? Why did God treat me like this... Alas?"

Li San's eyes, who was only more than thirty years old, suddenly lit up. He saw a bunch of Ge Dali who was draining the firewood from the bottom of the pot.

"No! No! I have crystals now, and I can summon that card again! Hahaha, as long as I summon it out! I will still win!"

But before he could summon the card, Jiang Wenming stopped and snapped his fingers.

With a whirlwind, a shaking skeleton appeared in front of Li San.

"Um?"

Li San was shocked on the spot.

Oops, the skeleton is the other party's substitute, and it died from the beginning, now its resurrection time is over!

"No, there is still a chance! It's just that the data looks great, it's really a scumbag, I can still win!"

"Boy, will you be happy to beat me? I'll end later and see if I won't pull all your friends into a dark duel! Today's hatred is endless! Summon..."

puff!

-298!

The surroundings suddenly became quiet, and everyone watched the skeleton slowly raised their feet and kicked the corpse whose head was trampled to the side. After a long time, a violent cheer suddenly erupted!

"Fuck! This skeleton is so fierce! It explodes with one kick! It feels so good! It feels so good!"

"Hahaha, this is the dark duel! Kill! Good kill! Silver horn is good!"

"Silver horn! Silver horn! Silver horn! Silver horn!"

Jiang Wenming moved his eyes away from Li San's body with a cold look, and then swept to the group of spectators with red faces on the stands.

"It seems that it's really beyond help!"

If it weren't for Li San's last words, he might not have killed him. Now it seems.

Whether it is the people participating in the dark duel or the audience watching the dark duel, they are all extremely sick.

In their eyes, human life is just a toy, and its greatest value is to show them death to stimulate their bodies that cannot be excited by wine, sex, wealth and energy.

They were rushing, jumping, howling, and expensive wine spilled around them, and the fruits that ordinary people could afford to work for a month were stepped on by their feet into mud.

They hugged each other, trembling, and closed their eyes to feel, as if they were enjoying the last charm. Seeing the group of people howling their code names, Jiang Wenming suddenly felt a sense of coldness in his heart.

He is actually the same as these people?!

Do you mean that people will become like this after their lifespan increases?

No!

Not so!

I'm different from them!

They all have to die!

die!

die!

die!

"Jiang...Brother Jiang..." A light shout suddenly woke Jiang Wenming up, and he looked down at him.

Jiang Hanyu grabbed the corner of his clothes with a nervous look on his face, full of panic, but he could see his concern.

Jiang Wenming frowned suddenly.

Just now, I was so murderous that I had the urge to kill everyone. This...

Could it be that he has changed?

"I'm fine, don't worry!"

Jiang Wenming exhaled and temporarily suppressed the matter in his heart.

After a while of commentary, Fan Yan's voice became louder again!

"It seems that Yinjiao is very powerful today, and Li San's luck is a little worse. Congratulations to Yinjiao for his victory in the first battle! So, I wonder who wants to challenge him next? The bonus for this battle is 20,000 soul coins!"

"Hahaha, I'll do it!"

A big man jumped out.

Even Li San almost forced Jiang Wenming to a dead end. In the end, if he hadn't had a bad luck, he would have won.

And he also basically saw Jiang Wenming's trump card.

It can be counter-injured, has high attacks on the substitute, and has combat power in the body, but there are no characteristics other than that.

His slow skeleton alone has a hundred ways to kill him. Whoever makes money is not profitable, so naturally he has to take the lead.

"Okay, so let's talk less nonsense to save time!"

"Dark duel, begin!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Wenming stared at the other party and slowly stepped forward.

"Hmph! I'm not Li San, dare you approach me? Come on the knife!"

The big man looked down at the card in his hand and suddenly became stunned.

"Where is my knife? Why do I draw five shield cards?"

Jiang Wenming looked at Ge Dali standing in the middle of the venue, and the black fog on his body hooked from afar, silently taking out his big bone stick.

"Do you go down by yourself or I will beat you down?"

"You! Arrogant! Do you really think I was scared?"

Jiang Wenming sighed and rushed over.

Three minutes later...

"Dad! Grandpa! Aunt! Please stop playing! The shields in my deck are almost gone! I can't stand the hit again! I'll admit defeat!"

"It's not possible to do this long ago?"

After snorting, Jiang Wenming directly carried the bone stick on his shoulder and looked at the stunned Fan Yan.

"Next."

"Ah, oh!" Fan Yan came to his senses.

"It seems that this player is not very lucky! So who will challenge him next? The prize this time is 30,000!"

"I'll do it!"

"Fuck! What the hell is it!"

"It's time for me! You non-masters, let you see what the European emperor is... haha!"

"My fuck!"

"Go to your dealer!"

...

"Silver Kok wins, next!"

Fan Yan continued to announce with a numb and mechanical expression.

He didn't know how to explain it.
Chapter completed!