Gritizer's villa.
Abel was in the first place, and across from him sat an islander in a suit and with a mustache.
"Mr. Chitel, I'm a messenger from the island nation's martial arts world. My name is Gremu Chirom."
Gremu Chirom introduced himself to Abel.
"What are you asking me for? Could it be that the martial arts world of your island country intends to surrender to me?"
Abel said with a faint smile.
In fact, Abel knew that when Gremu Chirom came to find him, it was definitely not the island nation's martial arts world who wanted to surrender to him. He just wanted to disgust this guy.
More enough, when Abel said these words, Gremu Chirom's face changed instantly.
But in the end he restrained himself and shook his head slightly: "No, I'm here to send a battle post to Mr. Chitel."
Saying that, Gremu Chirom pushed a very beautiful battle post to Abel.
Abel directly threw the battle post aside: "Speak directly…"
Gremu Chirom looked at Abel's arrogant appearance and tried his best to restrain himself.
"Mr. Chitel, you wantonly slaughtered in our island country, causing dissatisfaction in our island country's martial arts community, so elder Waski offered to fight you, I wonder if you dare to fight?"
Gremu Chirom used a somewhat contemptuous tone. said.
He did this on purpose, to stimulate Abel, to make Abel impulsive and agree to this battle.
Because he knew that Waski was too famous, he was afraid that Abel would be too scared to fight after hearing about it.
"Don't use such a tone, although that Waski is the first person in the island country in your eyes, but in my eyes, he is not a fart."
"Isn't it just a battle, I'll just do it…"
Abel sneered.
Gremu Chirom frowned: "You are too presumptuous. Elder Waski is the number 1 warrior in our island country. He has lived for nearly 2 hundred years and can be called a living fairy. How dare you say that about him?
" Immortals? Have you seen what immortals look like?"
"Besides, you are just a messenger, and you dare to accuse me…"
Abel exuded a huge breath, and the terrifying coercion went straight to Gremu Chirom go.
Although Gremu Chirom is also a martial artist, under the enormous pressure of Abel, it is really nothing.
With a thud, Gremu Chirom was crushed to his knees in front of Abel.
"I won't kill you today, but I will let you see what a real immortal is…"
Abel put away his coercion, and then Votuto Chirom stood up tremblingly.
At this time, his face was already extremely pale.
"Okay, in 3 days, at the crater of Mount Veeleda, elder Waski will be waiting for you…"
After Gremu Chirom finished speaking, he turned around and was about to leave.
"Wait a minute…"
At this time, Mr. Fushim walked in, stopped the Gremu Chirom, and then said, "Since it's an appointment, why should you decide the time and place? You can decide the time, but we need to decide the location. "…"
Gremu Pobelyi heard, the corners of his eyes twitched slightly, because Waski would never go out of the crater, if Abel really set the location by himself, then Waski would definitely not go.
"What? Are you afraid that you won't be able to climb the Veeleda crater?"
Gremu Chirom started to use aggressive tactics.
"Okay, don't use aggressive tactics, the time and place are up to you."
"Go away…"
Abel waved his hand impatiently.
When Votuto Pobel saw Abel's agreement, he was overjoyed and left quickly. He was afraid that Abel would go back on it.
And Mr. Fushim looked at Abel and said, "Mr. Chitel, you've been fooled. Although Waski is powerful, his strength will drop a little after leaving the crater, because most of the energy in his body is It comes from absorbing the heat of the magma in the crater."
"That's why Waski has been living in seclusion in the crater. This is the information I got after a lot of effort."
It seems that Mr. Fushim knows Chitel There must be a battle between Padona and Waski, so I have been inquiring about all kinds of information about that Waski.
To be continued....
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