MTL - Inside and Outside World-Chapter 62 : Power Rage

"thanks, thanks."

Yan Luo politely clasped his fists to the audience in the stands, while the Spartan soldiers stared at each other. At this time, someone shouted "Surround him!", and immediately, the remaining 20 people ran wildly again .

So on the sports field, the chase began again.

Because of the death of the King of Sparta, the priests didn't know what to do, and now the audience's emotions have been mobilized. In a fiery atmosphere, 13 Spartan warriors and 7 Spartan athletes blocked Yan Luo's escape route from several directions like hunting.

"coming!"

Yan Luo, who was running at full speed, saw a naked Spartan man, who opened his arms, outflanked him from the front and rushed towards him. , as if to fly.

"Oh oh oh!"

There was another tsunami-like exclamation from the stands, and Yan Luo's jump when he was running at full speed actually jumped over the back of the swooping Spartan athlete! Although there are long jump events in this era, there is no high jump yet. This jump is simply beyond the imagination of the audience!

Yan Luo jumped not only high, but also far. His body slid forward in mid-air with inertia, his arms were stretched, his black hair was fluttering, and the sweat splashed from his body, under the sunlight, shone with youthful radiance. brilliant.

"Good long jump!"

A referee couldn't help sighing: "Long jump, first you run, then you jump. These two movements must be perfectly coordinated."

"The faster you run, the more explosive your feet are when you take off, the farther you can jump. However, the connection between the two movements is difficult to master. Generally, you have to play the flute and dance to the rhythm of the flute. This The stranger, when he runs, is as fast as a lion, and when he takes off, he is as light as an antelope. I bet that even all Greek athletes, there is no one who can jump so high, so far, and with such graceful posture!"

Next to it, another referee also said excitedly: "We should let a sculptor carve out the jump just now, it will definitely become a masterpiece comparable to the discus thrower!"

During the discussion of these people, 20 Spartans surrounded Yan Luo, and after about ten minutes, they finally blocked him in a corner of the stadium wall. In order to chase him, the 13 Spartans threw away their shields and red cloaks, and even took off their underwear to lighten the load.

Now it's like Yan Luo, blocked in a corner of the sports field by 20 naked Spartan men, and he is about to be walled off.

"Now, you can't escape!"

A naked Spartan man with his tired tongue sticking out, he is no longer like a dog, but like a hanged ghost. Even in a war, there is no such chase. Also tired.

You feel strong emotions:

Anger +2, anger +2...

The emotion of the Wuxin puppet is full again.

Yan Luo leaned his back against the fence of the arena at a 90° angle, leaned against the wall, and looked at the 20 naked men in front of him. Now he has no way to retreat, and no way to escape.

Previously, one person killed hundreds of Macedonian mercenary groups by relying on a personality mask, and now there is a heroic mask: Li Bai, the Sword Immortal of Wine, but this is the world of sports competitions, not the world of fantasy. The "fantasy" event is always bad.

What's more, Li Bai is his biggest trump card.

The heroic soul mask needs to accumulate fragments, and the personality mask needs luck. If you don’t have a mask as your hole card in your hand, how can you choose some for the next world, the challenging inner world?

"let me!"

Among the 20 naked Spartan men, the strongest man walked up to Yan Luo. This guy, named Plessinas, was a famous warrior of the Spartan city-state! The strongest Hercules in the entire city of Sparta, otherwise he would not represent Sparta in the Olympics.

Plessinas signed up for boxing, wrestling, and dogfighting!

In fact, these 20 people were either athletes or the king's guards, each of whom belonged to the elite of the Spartan warriors.

Plessinas grinned grimly. This strong man was about 1.85 meters tall, not as tall as that Macedonian mercenary's Gulam, but he was stronger than him! There are more than 10 scars on his chest, big and small. No matter the chest muscles, abdominal muscles or biceps, each muscle is like an iron ingot, and it is lumpy and grouped under the skin.

During the violent panting, the muscles moved like little mice, and the whole body was thick and strong. Anyone who saw such a naked man would feel an extremely violent, even suffocating pressure.

But Yan Luo still looked at him calmly, expressionless.

The mood of joy has disappeared. This is the mask of joy, anger, sorrow and joy above his head. It has been separated from the setting of "joy". One, corresponding to the strange mask on the head: joy, anger, sorrow and joy.

Now that I have accumulated 100 points of anger, I can input a portion (100 points) of anger into the strange mask to make the emotions corresponding to "emotions, anger, sorrow, joy" go berserk, and in a short period of time, the attributes of the mask will be greatly improved.

To put it simply-

Attributes are rampant!

The attributes corresponding to anger are exactly:

strength!

When Yan Luo put this (100 points) of anger into the strange mask above his head, the Spartan warrior Plessinas had already grabbed his thick arms, and he also quickly raised his arms to block, instantly , their arms intertwined.

Against the background of the thick and thick arms, Yan Luo's arms looked so slender.

The arms and arms are pressed against each other, the bulging muscles like iron blocks and the streamlined muscles are colliding mercilessly. Regardless of brown skin or fair skin, blue blood vessels are bulging on the surface like earthworms. Yan Luo is a primary life , UU Reading www.uukanshu.com's opponent is the Spartan Hercules.

"Boy..." Plessinas gritted his teeth, "Your strength...is beyond my expectation...but...I won't fail! Oh oh oh..."

In a burst of constipation-like growls from his throat, the Spartan warrior burst out with all his strength. Because of too much force, his muscles all over his body seemed to explode, and his body was trembling slightly. However, the mask absorbed 100 Get angry.

Power, berserk!

Plessinas, who was grinning, his eyes widened suddenly. He was obviously exploding with strength, but not only did he not gain the upper hand, but he felt a huge and irresistible force coming from the intertwining of his arms. In the eyes of confidence, the young man opposite had a layer of bright red on his fair skin.

The power of anger will increase. This emotion changes its attributes physiologically, the body heats up, and the blood flow speeds up.

Now Yan Luo's attribute is violent, it can be said that it has reached the extreme of anger! The blood in the body is rushing at high speed, and the heart beats violently and heavily, like a thunderstorm, sending the scorching blood to the whole body. Accompanied by the sound of "squeaking" blood flow, it is a burst of destructive force that explodes from the body. force.

"Roar…"

Yan Luo's throat also let out a roar, and the air exhaled from his mouth seemed to be covered with a wave of heat, like a strong wind blowing from the desert! With unparalleled strength, in the collision of muscles and the confrontation of force and force, he bent the knees of the Spartan Hercules Plessinas, and his knees "plopped" to kneel On the ground!

"Good wrestling!"

A referee couldn't help but yelled. He couldn't suppress the shock in his heart: "This foreigner actually used overwhelming force to push the Spartan Hercules Plessinas to his knees!" Already!"