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Chapter 100: A String of Six

Ian glanced at the four Stephen team who had lost the desire to fight in the audience. He sighed. These so-called geniuses were in front of him and could not hold on for a minute, let alone force his holy skills out. Moreover, he had lost the courage to fight before he even started playing. Although Ian didn't want to reveal his trump card too early, Ian still wanted to have a happy battle. So, a bold idea came into my heart.

"Referee, please don't waste time. I'll call four at a time. Otherwise, they will also deliver food when they come up one by one. It's better to let them come up together."

"Hey, okay, wait, what are you saying? You want to fight four? Are you making mistakes? Even if you are a lone wolf, you can't do it like this."

The referee was too surprised and even forgot to lower his voice. After the referee finished shouting, the audience knew that Ian actually wanted to play four. There were even bursts of exclamations and gasp in the air. They originally thought that Ian had already won this game, but at this time, he actually proposed to play four so ignorantly? Isn’t this asking for death?

You should know that when priests with different professions are combined together, what is produced is not a simple quantitative change, but a qualitative change. As long as the priests cooperate well, even if they kill them at a higher level, it is not too difficult. What kind of support does this Ian have to make such a request?

At this time, the referee also realized that his actions just now seemed a little too much, so he hurriedly stepped forward and persuaded:

"This player, I know you are very confident, but no matter what mode you are in, it is not OK to face several enemies at the same time. After all, when a priest is combined, it is not simply one plus one equals two. So, you give up this idea and behave well..."

"Promise him! I, Icarol, in the name of the Lord of the Temple of the Sville City, agreed to make an exception this time. Young people, if you have any ideas, you will realize it! How about it? Everyone in the Stephen Squad, do you want to refuse?"

Before the referee could finish his words, Icarol's voice suddenly came from the backcourt of the game, which made everyone present excited again. This is an unprecedented game, one-to-four, as long as Ian can win this game, it will definitely be famous. Although the four people in Stephen's team were red with shame, they also knew that if they wanted to compete with Ian, the only way was to join forces with the four of them.

“We agree.”

"Okay, since both sides agree, then this battle of lone wolf will be directly one to four. The referee, since both sides agree, let's start."

After saying this, Icarol's voice disappeared. When the referee heard this, he could only shake his head helplessly. This master of the sub-district is doing something all day long. He has lost all the rules that the priests have assessed for thousands of years. Forget it, since Icarol is the sub-district, then what he says is what he says.

"Next I announce that Ian team Ian, Lone Wolves vs Stephen team four, Millie, Louis, Phil, and Gale. Now, the game begins!"

After the referee shouted loudly that the game began, Ian did not rush out directly, but stood there, silently watching the four people. He didn't know what he was thinking, and Louis, who was in the diamond shape, spoke:

"You are a respectable opponent, but I'm sorry, since you have proposed to let the four of us take the stage together, then you can just wait to die. Even if there are no warriors and knights in our lineup, it's still very easy to kill you!"

"I hope you have some strength to force out my holy skills."

When they heard Ian's words, the four of them turned pale. Yes, their two teammates could not even force the opponent's holy skills out, so they died directly. How could they fight? Just when they were about to lose their fighting spirit again, Millie spoke at this moment:

"Hmph! No matter whether he has holy skills or not, this guy from the countryside will have some learning upgrades. Don't bother with mediocre people here. Anyway, we have already come up, so there is no way out!"

After saying that, Millie's jade hand flew out of her fingertips and hit the ground near Ian. A burst of smoke instantly broke out, completely covering Ian. Stephen's team has been working together for some time. At the next moment when the white smoke came out, Pastor Garl immediately began to chant and add a buff halo to Millie's layer, which can increase speed and power by five percent.

Millie, who had gained the gain, naturally would not waste this time. She took out two daggers from behind her waist and rushed into the smoke. At the same time, Millie's eyes began to flash a lilac light. This is Millie's holy skill, the Eye of Heat. The only function of this holy skill is to sense the heat on the other party under all circumstances. To put it bluntly, it is similar to a heat sensor. With the help of these eyes, she can limit Ian very well.

Ian looked at his white space and did not panic, but silently closed his eyes. When this vision was no longer helpful, it would be better to give up his vision and use experience and feelings to judge the opponent's position. Suddenly, Ian felt a faint wind coming from the front of his left.

"Here?"

Ian was very confident in his perception, so he raised his hand to the position and fisted. Millie, who was originally sneering, was frightened by Ian's sudden punch. She subconsciously used two daggers to protect her chest, trying to block this move. After all, Ian's fist was too terrifying in their impression. On the other hand, when Ian felt a cold touch on the surface of his skin, he quickly retracted his hand. Before Millie could react, Ian chose to transfer directly.

"Turt, fortunately, I react quickly, otherwise this hand would be disabled. Since you are going to use the knife, I'm not polite!"
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