The black belly is too fierce

Chapter 2388 Is she crazy?
Is it really lost if you fall down completely?
Do you want to be a coward who dare not even admit defeat?

This is the first time Wei Chenghe heard such remarks. He tried his best to raise his eyelids, and glanced at the tall and petite figure standing in the distance. My heart couldn't help trembling.

If he falls now, will he lose forever?
No, he can't fall forever, he has to fight again, he wants to regain his glory, he is definitely not a coward who can't afford to lose!
Now that a woman can understand the truth, how can he be a man who can't even compare with a woman?

Wei Chenghe was too unwilling, seeing Guanglongshan's blade was about to fall, finally gritted his teeth and spit out three words that he had never said in his life, "I admit defeat!"

He was born in a powerful family like the Wei family, which was at the top level of the Great Yan Dynasty, and he has always been raised and cultivated as a genius.

Due to the favor of the Wei family and his own talent, he is a well-known little overlord in the Great Yan Dynasty, and even Emperor Yan would give him a bit of a naughty overlord.

He is domineering, flamboyant, arrogant, and he has never admitted defeat or lowered his head when he grows up.

Today he can endure this humiliation only because he doesn't want to admit defeat forever, and he doesn't want to be a coward in the eyes of everyone!
Hearing Wei Chenghe admit defeat, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, Yandi waved his hand to block the knife light for him, and rolled Wei Chenghe back into the team.

As long as he admits defeat himself, Emperor Yan will protect him in an upright manner.

Seeing that he almost killed him, Guang Longshan couldn't help feeling a little regretful, but he didn't take it too seriously.

But a defeated general, in his opinion, can't make any big waves.

The next competition is the most important.

Therefore, all the disciples in the realm of life and death turned their attention to Mo Yan.

Speaking of which, Mo Yan is the most powerful of Wei Chenghe and the others, so his opponent is naturally He Yunfeng, the strongest of the three in the Life and Death Realm.

But Mo Yan didn't have much confidence in Shangguang Longshan, let alone He Yunfeng who was much stronger than Guanglongshan.

Moreover, this round of Xuanshen Realm has already lost two rounds in a row, if it loses another round, it will be a complete defeat.

Therefore, Mo Yan has no way out, only if he wins will he have a chance to turn the tables. Otherwise, in the next round, Wei Chenghe and Qu Xinting's physical condition may not be able to win even a single city.

However, it is almost impossible to win from He Yunfeng.

Thinking of this, Mo Yan felt unprecedented pressure, and some sweat broke out from his clenched fists.

Although Mo Yan didn't say anything, everyone in the Xuanshen Realm basically felt this oppressive atmosphere, and their hearts were also pounding nervously.

Mo Yan will probably lose this battle!

However, just when Mo Yan was about to step out, a crisp female voice interrupted his movements, "Master Mo Yan, let me come!"

Everyone was holding their breath and waiting for the battle to start, but unexpectedly a sudden voice came in at this time, and they all looked at Su Moliang in surprise.

Even Mo Yan stared at her in disbelief, "Are you coming? Did I hear correctly?"

He admitted that Dongfang Junmo is a rare and good seedling, but her current level is only an early Xiantian Emperor Spiritualist. Even if she can easily defeat a mid-stage Xiantian Emperor Spiritualist, this is a battle between the peak Xiantian Emperor Spiritualists.

She is three levels higher than her, even if she is talented, she will be suppressed by the level to death.

What's more, He Yunfeng is No. 1 in the level of life and death. Not only the level, but also other aspects are very terrifying.

Such a peerless celestial arrogance, she even dared to call Zhan even an early Xiantian emperor spiritual master, is she crazy?

Su Moliang thought that it would not be a big problem to fight across the third level with his current strength, but it would just take some time.

It might be a little troublesome to deal with an extremely difficult genius like He Yunfeng, but as long as he still has a breath, Su Moliang is still confident that he will consume him to death.

After all, she once faced the siege of hundreds of undead spirits, fought bloody battles for ten days and nights, and tempered her body through eight doors. She couldn't kill her like this, but she didn't believe that she would die in the hands of a younger generation.

As long as she doesn't die, the one who dies must be the other party!

However, her proposal seemed to everyone to be extremely absurd.

Qu Xinting, who had recovered by now, couldn't help complaining, "It's not enough to show off the limelight just now, and now you have to participate in the battle of the peak Xiantian Emperor Healer in a whimsical way, why don't you go to the sky?"

"Hehe, you are really too young, you have never been beaten, you dare to say anything!" Ouyang Xiyue sneered, "If you think that you can make the Seventh Army look at you by showing yourself like this, then You are wrong. In our eyes, your actions are not brave, but stupid!"

Ouyang Xiyue was very upset when Su Moliang took out that kind of elixir just now and showed his hand in front of the Seventh Army.

Right now, she still wants to fight He Yunfeng for Mo Yan, showing her brave and fearless side, which is even more ridiculous.

From Ouyang Xiyue's point of view, Dongfang Junmo's actions were all aimed at gaining prestige in front of the Seventh Army.

She wants to gain the respect of the Seventh Army, so that she can command the Seventh Army.

In order to achieve her own goals, she even dared to make such absurd jokes. Such a person would make her feel disgusted to join the Seventh Army.

Su Moliang ignored the accusations of the two, clasped his fists at Emperor Yan, and said, "Your Majesty, I am not joking. You know that I am not a big talker about the pill just now. You are very clear about the faction Mo Yan in this battle." You will lose, and you know you are losing, so why not give your subordinates a chance to take a gamble."

"Hehe, according to what you mean, Mo Yan will lose, but you, an early-stage Xiantian emperor spiritual master, can win? There must be a limit to trouble and arrogance!" Qu Xinting laughed dryly, feeling unreasonable.

The elixir may be her blind cat meeting a dead mouse, but the battle against He Yunfeng depends on strength rather than luck.

Su Moliang didn't bother to pay attention to Qu Xinting at first, but when she thought of her flirting with Jun Hao, she couldn't help retorting, "Miss Qu, don't worry, at least I won't be beaten to pieces like you, Miss Qu, and roll all over the floor."

"It's pretty good for you—I can fight like that. If it were you, I'm afraid you would have been beaten to ashes. Do you really think that disciples in the life and death realm are made of clay?" Qu Xinting saw her go to her pain. Stepping on it, was also aroused.

Su Mo said coldly, "Then beg Emperor Yan to give me a chance to burn my ass."

Hearing this, everyone in Xuanshen Realm frowned in dissatisfaction, thinking that she was too capricious.

After hearing what she said, Emperor Yan thought he was somewhat confident, and immediately nodded, "I know you are not a big talker, and pills are like this. You know this battle well, so I will give you this chance."

Mo Yan didn't expect Emperor Yan to mess around with her, he felt anxious and wanted to make it up, "This is inappropriate, I hope His Majesty will take it back—"

Regarding the pill, Dongfang Junmo did put in a lot of effort, but it didn't involve life or death, so he could try it, but facing He Yunfeng was no joke, and he might even have to confess his life.

"Mo Yan, step back." Emperor Yan didn't discuss with him, but ordered.

Seeing that Emperor Yan has made up his mind, Mo Yan felt uncomfortable. In Emperor Yan's heart, could it be that he, a peak Xiantian Emperor spiritual master, had a greater chance of winning than an early Xiantian Emperor spiritual master?
(End of this chapter)