Cataclysmic Transformation

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? In the most distinguished box in the center of the round big arena, Moran pushed open the door of the box and entered. 《》

"Grandpa ..." Moran screamed sweetly while sitting in the middle of the old man.

An old orc sat there, his face covered with wrinkles, his eyelids almost shrugged down, and he was so thin that he could blow down like a gust of wind.

Such an orc elder is no different from an ordinary orc elder. His appearance is unprecedented, and no one can imagine that he is an orc **** in the orc clan.

As Moran came in, Lijia's eyelids lifted slightly and smiled, "Yeah, who am I still saying? It turned out to be my lovely grandson!"

Under Lijia, sitting a middle-aged man, he is the current emperor of the Orc Empire-Salamon. In the orcish empire, a powerful country, as the emperor, his strength can not be worse. Where to go, in fact, Salamon is a strong man in the sanctuary, he is a war holy from the rock tribe.

Unlike human beings, the orcs' emperor is not hereditary, but is the strongest person in the gold family. According to the orc tradition, even the beast divine power can not intervene.

In the box, in addition to the beast emperor, there are several ministers of the orc palace, they all have good strength.

Salamon naturally knew Moran. He smiled and pointed to a chair beside Lijia. "Moran's nephew is here. Sit down!"

"No, Uncle Saramon, I will help Grandpa squeeze his neck!"

Moran knew that Grandpa's neck was always sore, so he walked behind him and squeezed gently.

"Well! It's still my grandson who has my heart!" Lijia smiled, like a kind old man, leaning comfortably on the chair and narrowing his eyes.

Enjoying the soft kneading of Moran, Lijia sighed, "Hey, old ... There are many problems when you get older, Salamon. If I were your age, I wouldn't know how great my body is! Eat three big buckets of rice ... "

For Salamon, the beast emperor, Lijia called his name directly, and Salamon didn't feel anything wrong. The beast **** Lijia had a special status in the orc clan.

"Oh, where can I compare with Lijin ..."

Salamon ’s eyes flashed with conviction, "I thought that when Rican was still a strong man in the sanctuary, he once slashed the giant snake in the sanctuary, the deep sea, which was ruined on the east coast. At that time, I was just a normal war division. If I were to ask me, I would like to increase the strength of the people or continue to do so ... "

"These Chen Guzi rotten sesame seeds still mention it? He is now the world of young people!" Li Jia said with a smile.

"Hehe!" Salamon smiled, as if remembering something, he glanced at Moran, "Yeah, listening to Moran's nephew's thorn flower tribe also participated, is it right?"

Moran smiled and said, "Huang Bo is forgetful, our Tattoo Tribe participates every time, but we haven't won the ranking!"

"Really!" Salamon nodded in sympathy to the ranking. "Now the Shaoqiang battle has completely changed its flavor. The first three consecutive sessions have been taken over by the Warcraft family. The genius of the genius-chasing, only barely ranked fifth, and it is also the only young strong in our orc family who can be ranked in the top five ... "

Each is the name of the orc. He was the top five of the last orc. This time he once again represented the orc clan fury tribe. His profession is the wind knight.

At this point, Salamon smiled a little embarrassedly, "Richard, honestly, this time to change his age is also for him. He was 21 years old last year and just 25 years old this year, barely reaching the qualifications to participate! This time, our orcish family may not even have the only top five! "

"Good!" Lijia nodded. "However, this year's situation is more severe than the previous one. As far as I know, there are many higher races in this World of Warcraft race to participate in ..."

"Yes! Salamon nodded." This year came several high-level Warcraft, such as the poisonous scorpion lion family, the Bimon family and so on. "

"The poison scorpion lion is also here?" Lijia was a little surprised. He groaned slowly and said slowly, "It's true that the racial talent of the World of Warcraft makes our orcs out of reach, but since we are in this world, we must catch up The courage of me, when I came, they could n’t beat Warcraft and they did n’t know anything, only that they did n’t work hard enough ... ”

After a pause, Li Jia glanced at Salamon and continued, "The Warcraft family has taken the top five. This is their ability. Salamon, are you a bit overwhelmed if you change your age to compete one by one?"

"Yes ... Ricardin's lesson is true!" Salamon heard, cold sweat came out, "I'm just worried that the top five of our orcish family are taken over by the Warcraft family, and their faces are only dull. I will definitely change my age next time. Come back, change it back ... "

"Oh, it's the fifth in the previous term, but it doesn't mean that he is also the fifth in the current term! The variables are huge ..." Li Jia smiled and waved his hand generously. "As for the age modification, that's not necessary!" You can do what you want? "

"Yes, sir!" Salamon said with a courtesy.

"By the way, what kind of strong men did your thorn flower family send this year?" At this time, Lijia turned to Moran and asked.

Moran had been listening to the conversation between the two of them, and even squeezed his hand, pausing unconsciously.

"Oh, Grandpa, this year the strong man sent by the Tattoo Tribe will definitely surprise you ..." Moran said with a smile, with a hint of cunning in her eyes.

"Oh, Grandpa is waiting!" Lijia laughed abnormally.

...

"The next battle, player 98 prepares ..." A rough voice sounded at the conference.

"It's my turn ..."

Ron took a deep breath and got up, his eyes flashing with great confidence.

A human waiter led him and walked down the long corridor to the end, where the contestants prepared.

There, Ron unexpectedly arrived at Ham, and saw that Ham had lost the glamour that had just happened, and was limping like frosted eggplant.

"Ham!" Ron stepped forward and said hello, smiling, and asked, "How's it? Passed the qualifiers?"

"Ah, don't mention it!" Ham sighed. "My luck is very bad!"

"What's wrong?" Ron asked.

"Unfortunately, my opponent in the qualifier is a World of Warcraft, and it is also the pinnacle race in the World of Warcraft-the poisonous scorpion lion!" Ham spread his hands and made a helpless expression. Really? If you really want to get started, I guess I haven't even come out with the word "surrender", and he was killed by a second! "

"So I'm very wise. After he showed up after playing, I immediately abstained, and I couldn't stay for a quarter of an hour!" Ham said. "Others are also good. I seem to know that I won't deal with him. Out of body! "

"Isn't it?" Ron couldn't help crying, "He made you abstain, you returned him well?"

Hammar gave Ron a strange look, "Ron, you don't know, some Warcraft are very bloodthirsty and insidious. He deliberately didn't show up. He tempted you as a human. Once you decided to fight, you immediately became a body and instantly spiked. You, you have no time to even surrender, some even fight with you with a human body, even if he kills you, you do n’t know that he is Warcraft ... "

"Is there such a thing?" Ron heard a sweat, and there were insidious "beasts" in Warcraft.

"Ron No. 98, please come here!"

At this time, a voice interrupted the conversation between them and saw a human waiter sticking his head out of the door of the room, waving him to let him in.

"Oh-you're going to have an age test, and you're ready to play when you're done. Good luck!" Ham smiled.

"Yes!" Ron nodded. "Good luck!"

"I won't have any luck!" Ham said with a wry smile. "His grandma's, I'm considered to have won the prize. I met Warcraft in the first game!"

He spit fiercely, and scolded away.

Ron walked into the room and saw an old orc man sitting on a chair. In front of him, there was something strange like a magic circle that was constantly running.

"Come here, in the middle!" The old orc pointed coldly at something that looked like the magic circle.

After confirming that there was no danger, Ron stepped up.

The old orc closed his eyes and said after a while, "Well, the age is only 18 years old, good, you can participate in the competition!"

The old Orc's face eased a little.

Ron knew then that this thing like a magic circle actually measures the age, and it is no wonder that Shao Qiang fights such strict age control.

"Put the space bag and other items on your body into that cabinet. Except for weapons and armor, you are not allowed to bring anything to the field!"

The old orc pointed to the cabinet.

At this point, Moran had passed him, and Ron didn't think much about it. He put the space bag that he carried with him into the @ 黄 小说 /class12/1.html cabinet, and walked out of the gate only with the stick of pass.

A burst of dazzling sunlight came, Ron stretched out his hand and blocked it slightly, calmed down, and slowly walked into the field.

When the players played, for a time, the whole arena cheered, and the warm atmosphere on the scene made Ron feel bloody.

In the middle of the arena, there are two people, one of them is an orc, he is wearing the costume of the referee, the other is a human, wearing light armor, and is also his opponent in this game. Ron glanced at him and felt his age. It should be bigger than him.

"Is the rules clear? Although it is a dead fight, I hope that the two sides of the game will not kill their opponents maliciously, and they should be allowed to abstain, concede and surrender. Do you know?"

The orc referee said blankly, and this day, the same words have been repeated many times.

As soon as the words fell, the human young man arrogantly said, "Son, you should abstain as soon as possible. Laozi is a Warcraft wind wolf. I will beat you to the north in a moment ..."

Ron was startled, "Are you a Warcraft?"

"Yes!" The teenager smiled mysteriously, "I listen to you guys who like to take luck in the Shaoqiang battle, and hope that you will meet a weak opponent who is also a human being. Oh, I will not give you this opportunity!"

He licked his lips softly, and there was a strong murderous flash in his eyes. "I won't change it to you now. It's very simple to know whether I am Warcraft or human. A word-bet ..."

"Either, you choose to abstain now, or you choose to fight, but if you make a wrong bet, my wind blade will tear you into pieces instantly before you" confess ", you do it ..."

The boy was slow and quiet.

This time, Ron was silent, and he frowned.

This is a gamble. Is the boy in front of him a human? Or Warcraft?

The orc referee also turned around and asked with a blank expression, "Ron player, did you decide to fight? Or abstain?"

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