I Am Not Really Related Chapter 85: I’m good at football!

Compared with the general audience, the Sky Arena actually hopes to see more fresh blood infusions, and completes the "creation of gods" every two years.

Therefore, the existence of True Yang has brought a lot of fame to Sky Arena in the short term, but in the long run, it is not conducive to development.

Again, the forces behind the Sky Arena are also a relationship of diversification and mutual cooperation and competition.

Some people want to suppress and change to a king, and naturally some people wait for them to fail, so that they can come out to save the field.

And this carefully selected 3-on-1 matchup is a test.

As for the results, it is clear that some people are going to miscalculate.

After squeezing the fake One Punch Man to death with one hand, Zhen Yang went straight to Pharaoh's side again.

"Tear in two and never die. Now I'm curious if you never die."

After speaking, he directly hooked it into the air with one foot, and then opened the [Castle of Calamity], his hands were filled with ominous thoughts...

One thousand hits of Euler!

When Pharaoh fell into his attack range, he saw Zhenyang's fists suddenly fall on him like a hurricane.

Using the skill of mindfulness, the pharaoh seemed to be firmly fixed in mid-air, unable to escape or fall.

The static, the movement, the pulling and the pulling are all filled with the perfect use of mindfulness.

bang bang bang bang...

The punching sound of the fist and the human body is almost connected to a line!

The excitement of the audience was vented and they began to cheer.

Sure enough, even if it is three-on-one, the priest on the 251st floor is the strongest and most invincible!

At the same time, there is a lively discussion going on through the broadcast of several people behind the scenes of Sky Arena who are watching the scene.

"This is a demonstration to us! I propose to terminate this game immediately, and then deprive the opponent of the identity of the landlord."

"Hehe! People are just using their rights rationally. Do you really think they can let you decide? Did you forget the accident 20 years ago? How many lives do you have enough to gamble?"

As soon as I mentioned the incident 20 years ago, all of them suddenly fell silent.

Obviously not anyone who comes to the Sky Arena will follow the rules.

That time, thousands of spectators were killed and injured. Not only did the behind-the-scenes forces in the Sky Arena undergo a major reshuffle, but they almost collapsed.

"What do you mean?"

"As long as it meets any of the conditions that we have given to the owner of the 251st floor, I will agree to him! It turns out that he did not rely on luck to get to where he is today. And all the hype has been hyped. Even if he agrees to his request in the future, we will There's nothing to lose."

"Humph!"

"Then raise your hands now."

"Agree."

"Second."

"Yes." 噺⒏⑴The full text of the text is the fastest んττρs:/м.χ8㈠zщ.còм/

"Wave..."

This time, a consensus was quickly reached.

"Since a consensus has been reached, let's suspend this competition as soon as possible. A landlord has already died. If the pharaoh and the curser die here again, it will not be in our interests."

Although they say so, the development of things has long been beyond their control.

Return to the Sky Arena.

A thousand punches landed on him, and the pharaoh was almost directly beaten into a pool of human-shaped mud!

But with the [Undead's Undead Bandage] wrapped around him, the pharaoh was still alive in a strange state, and his body was recovering quickly.

"You... can't kill me."

Pharaoh spoke for the first time, hoarse and unpleasant.

But Zhen Yang laughed after finishing work, "There is nothing in this world that cannot be killed. If there is, then there is no right way."

"I ask you a question, how is your luck?"

Luck?

Pharaoh didn't know why, recalling his various experiences, he said solemnly: "It's very bad, but even if bad luck turns me into the person I am now, I am still alive and well. .”

"Ah, yes? Let me see."

Pop!

A snap of your fingers!

The ominous evil thoughts on the body suddenly erupted, and a thousand negative states randomly appeared on the Pharaoh's body.

The pharaoh cried out in pain!

Even though he had been beaten a thousand times just now, the pharaoh did not utter a single cry.

But at the moment, he is rolling around in pain!

The number of one thousand is equivalent to the vast majority of negative states that one can think of.

That kind of torture is definitely better than death!

In particular, there is a negative state called [Instant Death], but [Undead's Undead Bandage] does not let him die.

So the pharaoh, who endured endless torture, was always wandering between the boundaries of life and death, always tasting the fear of death!

Read, omnipotent!

The next sentence is, read, there is a limit!

They contradict each other but complement each other.

So after reaching the limit, [Undead's Undead Bandage] began to collapse!

The elder's body began to twist and deform, and finally turned into a 'football' with a bandage wrapped around it in a whimper.

The pharaoh died, but survived forever in this 'artwork' way.

Zhenyang tried to get close to this thing, but he didn't expect that this ghastly thing would try to devour any flesh-and-blood creature that stepped into its surroundings after losing human consciousness and only having instinct.

The bandages are flying, and the teeth and claws are flying!

It's totally a spell.

But for Zhen Yang, he couldn't threaten himself before he was alive. Could it be after he died?

Tore the bandages that dared to fly over, he went up and volleyed!

The target is the curser who doesn't know his life and death~IndoMTL.com~ The curser who originally wanted to avoid the catastrophe by pretending to be dead immediately cursed in his heart after hearing the sound of breaking the air. Genius one second to remember 噺バ一Chinesem.x/8/1/z/w.c/o/m/

Then he quickly got up from the ground, opened his mouth and said, "Go back!"

The bandaged football stagnated in the air for a while, and then actually flew back upside down.

But the price the curser did was to spit out another mouthful of blood.

When Zhenyang saw this, countless celebrities flashed in his mind at this moment, Ronaldo, Ronaldo, Messi, Dakongyi...

Huh? There seems to be something strange in there.

But that doesn't matter, what matters is that at this moment, these celebrities all fused together and turned into a volley!

Boom!

The bandaged football that flew back flew back in an instant with lightning speed.

The fast can't dodge at all!

The curser could only bite the bullet and shouted again: "Stop it for me!"

Really broke my throat!

Blood spurting straight from the throat!

But he did, and the ball really stopped right in front of him.

But before he could breathe a sigh of relief, bandage after bandage filled his eyes.

"Woooooooo..."

The biggest disadvantage of [Curse of the Word Spirit] is that once the mouth is blocked, it will become waste!