Chapter 177

"Card: the garden of the goddess of dawn." This card is the healing card in his set of cards. The effect is comparable to level 2 magic! Only he can instill one every two days, which is extremely precious.

After using the "garden of the goddess of dawn", almost in the blink of an eye, the wound on Black Jack's arm recovered 7788. At the same time, a small golden arrow was ejected from the muscle fibers under the treatment of cards.

When Black Jack saw the golden arrow, his eyes coagulated slightly.

"Long range alchemy weapon? No wonder it can be instant!" Black Jack's eyes flashed a trace of greed. In the savage cave where alchemists are scarce, alchemy weapons are completely rare, let alone long-range alchemy weapons that can be used by first-class apprentices.

"This alchemy weapon must be mine! As long as my injury is cured, I will be punished by the card hanger; the chick will let me fold my wings! Whew, whew, whew -" Black Jack whispered: "A chick is a chick. It's such a great opportunity not to attack me. It seems that I haven't seen a dark newcomer in the wizard world. This newcomer still has ridiculous compassion. I just need to pretend to be a weak person at this time, he will hesitate because of compassion, and then when my injury recovers, I can step on him under my feet..."

Thinking of this, Black Jack decided to put on an expression of "tenacity with a little weakness, pride with a trace of stubbornness" and eradicate the mortal opera he had seen. This expression is the easiest to move the audience. Hahaha, the chick will certainly be moved by my performance!

Black Jack raised his head and wanted to use this expression to move the milk Baron and let him hesitate for five seconds!

But when Black Jack saw the milk Baron's movements clearly, he felt a tightness in his chest, as if blood was surging up!

"It's not a chick at all. It's shameless!" Black Jack only felt fire in his chest and blood in his mouth!

It's been six seconds since he was wounded by an alchemy weapon hole! Just six seconds!

Milk Baron put out at least four defensive techniques in front of him!

Moreover, it is increasing!

"How afraid you are of death! Are all the tricks you learn all defensive skills?"

When Black Jack's injury was cured by the goddess of dawn, there were 7 magic methods, 4 defense methods and 3 control methods in front of the milk baron. There is also a composite fire wall composed of "greasy art" and "flame art"!

"Shameless, shameless, too shameless! You shameless man pretending to be a rookie!" Under such a defense, even the second level wizard apprentice has to attack for five or six seconds! He is a first-class apprentice. He has to break the defense for at least half a minute.

Angel was scolded as a shameless man without a trace of shame. He had planned to climb the sky tower by playing rogue, so he was scolded. He had more shameless things to do! Anyway, no one knows me. I'm not angel. I'm a man-made milk Baron!

Angel immediately raised his hand and a golden light flew out of his cuff.

Black Jack is recovering from his injury. How can he escape. The golden arrow pierced Black Jack's right arm.

This is not over. The golden arrow in angel's hand is like no money. It is shot by angel like flying flowers all over the sky, and the target is directed at the key points of Black Jack.

Black Jack was frightened by the arrow rain. He took out a card with cross shield from the remaining two cards.

"Card, Knight's shield!" Black Jack put out the knight's shield and slightly blocked several small golden arrows, but under the threat of arrow rain, the knight's shield showed a faint sign of rupture.

"No, I admit defeat. Stop it!" Black Jack shouted to admit defeat and threw his information card into the air.

The defense can't be broken again. He is also targeted by long-range alchemy weapons. If he doesn't admit defeat again, he will really die!

Sky tower challenge arena does not avoid life and death, but you can admit defeat. As long as you call out to admit defeat and throw out the information card, the challenge arena administrator will open the magic power array to separate the two sides.

As the information card was thrown into the air, a magic array appeared immediately, and a hidden glass cover appeared in the center of the two people. Angel's weapons could no longer hit black jack.

"The game is over and the milk Baron wins!"

This row of subtitles appeared on the transparent glass screen in mid air. With the subtitles falling, the Black Jack information card floating in mid air suddenly burst into a light and drilled into his information card in angel's pocket.

Angel took out the sky tower information card and looked at it. Now Cary had more information about defeating blackjack, and the score increased by 3 points. At the same time, according to blackjack's battle number and winning rate, he obtained 15O contribution points.

"Not bad. 15O contribution points are worth the price of the arrow." Angel put away the information card and stepped down the challenge arena.

Black Jack collapsed on the ground and was shot through many holes by a small golden arrow. Finally, it was carried down by the staff of the sky tower.

When there was no one in the 7th challenge arena, there were bursts of surprise in the audience.

"Lord Black Jack, didn't you agree to break the wings of this chick? How could it..."

"Chick? You can't fight black jack back. How can it be a chick?"

"Maybe the man in the black robe is a tertiary apprentice?"

The audience on the first floor is basically mortals, so their conjecture and regret are basically blind guesses. But on the other side, the wizard apprentices watching the war were also whispering.

"Black Jack lost? He lost?"

"Haven't you noticed that the milk Baron has alchemy weapons, and it's still a long-range alchemy weapon!"

"See, damn, I want it!"

"Why don't we do a vote when the boy is alone?"

"I don't know the identity of the milk baron. I can afford to use alchemy weapons when I am a first-class apprentice. Maybe there are great forces behind it. Let's not be uncomfortable."

"Soft egg!"

When angel returned to the backstage from the player channel, the people in the player area looked at him from contempt at the beginning to fear, surprise and more greed.

Angel came to the drawing area again. The middle-aged woman seemed to have watched angel's game, glanced slightly at angel's wrist covered by a black robe, and then smiled imperceptibly.

"Lord milk Baron, are you going to continue the game?"

Angel nodded. Although he was a little nervous because of the maiden race just now, he arranged seven magic methods in one breath, which almost consumed most of his magic. But it should be no problem to meditate for a while and play more games. He can't meet opponents like black jack every game.

"OK, please draw lots." Said the middle-aged woman.

Angel skillfully reached out and stirred in the lottery box, and then took out a ball by intuition.

No. o35325.

The middle-aged woman took the ball, and soon a line of words appeared on the transparent screen in front of her: "milk Baron vs ash warrior, the 6th challenge arena of sky tower in half an hour."

……

Amid the rustling discussion of the people around him, angel went to a remote corner, closed his eyes, meditated and put on the expression of being close to the birth.

Before long, angel heard the familiar footsteps again.

"Fate guides you, but not me." Angel closed his eyes and said coldly.

"Milk, I just watched your game. I didn't expect you to be so good." A laughing voice.

Angel sniffed, "don't call me milk."

"Baron, did you just use an alchemical weapon? It's very powerful. Did master Prometheus refine it?"

"It's none of your business." Angel opened his eyes and looked through his hood at the man standing in front of him.

It's still a white bear's dress, or a smiling look, but he has an exquisite black lacquer short staff on his hand.

Angel sighed slightly in his heart. Why has this man been pestering him?

"I'm just curious. Those who can use alchemical weapons in Savage caves are not famous. Their weapons have been dug to the bottom, and the weapons in your hand seem to appear for the first time, which are different from theirs."

"So what." Angel's tone was very impatient: "what are you doing with me?"

The white bear smiled and said, "fate is intertwined. It's destined that I will meet you again."

"You found it yourself. Don't talk about fate." Angel waved: "if you don't say, I'm going to play soon. Don't disturb me."

The white bear listened and did not disturb angel. He smiled and left with a crutch.

When the white bear disappeared, angel frowned. He didn't know what the man meant.

After meditating for about ten minutes, angel heard footsteps again. This time, the footsteps were more heavy, not like the steps of a white bear.

Angel looked up impatiently. Now it was black jack.

His body was bandaged, his hat was taken off, and his one-sided glasses were gone, revealing his short, gray green and handsome appearance.

"You..." for what? Angel just wanted to ask the exit, suddenly remembered his high cold: "hum."

With a hum, angel stopped talking and waited for Jack to speak.

"I recognized the game just now. But I warn you not to tell my secret, or even if I risk my life, it will make you look good!"

Black Jack's words were resounding. But angel still didn't know what Black Jack was talking about and what his secret was? Is it just a copy of Sanders?

Angell looked at Black Jack as like as two peas. After he took off his hat, he looked almost the same as the gray green and Saunders. His appearance seemed to be two or three points alike.

"Is black jack the illegitimate son of a cheap tutor?" Angel silently wrote a ups and downs love play at the bottom of his heart. In order to obtain the recognition of his strict father, the forbearing illegitimate son slowly approached his "father" from appearance, dress to character. Unfortunately, his heartless father didn't care about his performance, which distorted his mind and even made him happy by torturing new people

Black Jack warned angel and left with crutches.

"Oh, what a poor boy." Angel looked at Black Jack's lonely back and drew a sad end to the theater in his head.