God Emperor of Sword Domain

Chapter 939 Graded Spirit Beast Competition
Those who can participate in this spirit beast competition are all families standing at the top of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

A holy mid-grade treasure is nothing to these famous nobles, it is just a lottery, and everyone is fighting for fun.

However, in addition to the famous nobles of the Great Zhou Dynasty, some small martial arts families or merchant guild families also came to Zhuangzi.

These small families came here to find backers, and they still wanted to marry princes and nobles. If they could marry their daughters into the princely family, even if they were concubines, then these small families would be able to reach the sky in one step.

The Shen family launched the Blood Claw Demon Wolf King, which immediately attracted the attention of many people.

"Hey! What a handsome demon wolf king." A prince and grandson applauded and praised.

The Blood Claw Demon Wolf King, a king-level monster, has a combat power equivalent to that of the Martial Ancestor Realm.

However, monsters will become more ferocious when they smell blood, so when monsters of the same level meet warriors, warriors had better run for their lives immediately, otherwise there is a danger of being eaten.

This blood claw monster wolf king is as tall as a person when it touches the ground with all four paws. Its fur is clean and shiny. It is indeed very beautiful.

However, it can be seen from its ferocious beast eyes that this is a wild monster, not strictly speaking a spirit beast.

However, no one cares whether the fight is a spirit beast or a monster at a play party like this.

Moreover, wild monsters are more ferocious and bloody than domesticated spirit beasts. Nowadays, many princely families like to raise monsters in captivity, and they have to be more brutal.

In fact, fighting beasts in the mainland of Kyushu is just like fighting crickets in ancient times. Give the crickets the name "Red Robe General" and put them in a jar to fight. The fiercer the fight, the better. As for the wild ones, they are self-raised. ,unimportant.

"Mr. Shen, are you playing so big from the beginning? We're not fighting in the back." A Mr. Wang and grandson sitting on the west side said loudly.

Shen Siming replied with a smile: "It's okay, this is a hot spot for me. Later, you can fight casually, just have fun."

There are still some differences between spirit beast competition and beast fighting.

The top giants of the Great Zhou Dynasty prefer to hold spirit beast competitions rather than beast fighting.

The difference between these is that the rules of the spirit beast competition are stricter, and it is enough to divide the winners and losers.

Beast fighting is different. Low-end colosseums usually fight to the death until they are bitten to death.

Therefore, in the low-end colosseums outside, few people will fight with spirit beasts. After all, spirit beasts raised by themselves will have some feelings, and fighting is okay, but death fighting is not willing.

Therefore, among princes and nobles, spirit beast competitions are more popular, the rules are strict, and it ends when the winner is determined, and someone will end up separating the spirit beasts of both parties.

The spirit beast competition is divided into levels, and usually spirit beasts of the same level will be put together to fight.

For example, this blood-clawed demon wolf king is of the Wuzong level, and can only fight with spirit beasts of the same Wuzong level, and cannot bully low-level spirit beasts.

Wuzong-level spirit beasts are relatively high-level in the spirit beast competition.

Those at the Lingwu level and below are usually called "Dou Xiaochang". Just now, Mr. Wang Sun said that he was embarrassed to fight Xiaochang. He said that Shen Siming launched a Wu Zong level in the first match, and let them Those who like Dou Xiaochang are very upset.

Dou Xiaochang has the way of fighting Xiaochang.

For example, Zheng Kexiao, the son of the Zheng family in Tianji Pavilion, raised a fang sable, which has dominated the Lingwu level beast circle for many years. I heard that he fought more than 100 games and only lost one or two games. It takes strength to lose.

Dou Xiaochang is this way of playing. Raising an invincible spirit beast of a certain rank and sweeping away other princes and grandchildren is very majestic.

The spirit beast race begins.

The host of the Shen family yelled for a while, and then a prince and grandson from Donglu Prefecture joined the battle, but he didn't have a middle-grade holy treasure in his hand, so he directly used spirit stones of corresponding value as the prize.

This fight lasted for a quarter of an hour, and the winner was soon decided. The blood claw monster wolf king chased and bit the scale claw beast.

After the winner was decided, the guards of the Shen family rushed down to separate the two spirit beasts.

At the end of the first round, a grandson sitting on the west side of the viewing platform stood up and said, "Mr. Shen, the Wu Zong level fight is over. Let's have a Lingwu level fight."

Those who sit on the west side are all families who are at odds with Jiangmen, so the east and west sides naturally form opposition.

A young master from the eastern gate stood up immediately, and retorted: "Who doesn't know that you, Lingwu level, must have released Zheng Kexiao's Poison Fang Diao again."

Zheng Kexiao immediately became upset, patted the wine table and shouted: "What's wrong? My fang ermine is too strong, blame me?"

Jiangmen said angrily: "If you dare to mix the antidote with the blood of the poisonous mink, see if we dare to fight with you!"

Most of the honorable circles in Da Zhou are unwilling to fight with Zheng Kexiao's Poison Fang Diao, and they will admit it if they lose the fight. The problem is that even if their spirit beast wins the battle, the poison in it is difficult to cure. Maybe this spirit beast It's useless.

Zheng Kexiao sneered and said, "My fang sable kills [-] or [-] rubbish spirit beasts a year. If each of them is given an antidote for cutting blood, will my fang sable be a blood bag?"

"you!"

The two sides didn't deal with each other in the first place, but after such a quarrel, the anger came up.

The young master of Shengwei Wuhou's family suddenly said: "Let me tell you, even if we don't win the Poison Fang Diao, you have no chance of winning. Otherwise, we guarantee that before the battle of the spirit beasts of each family is over, there will be absolutely no chance of winning." Go to Mr. Zheng’s Poison Fang Sable. Let’s play with you with ordinary spirit beasts and see how many games you can win.”

"Come on! Just fight!" Jiangmen responded immediately.

So both sides took out treasures as prizes, and released spirit beasts of the spirit level to start the competition.

The spirit beasts on both sides fought more than a dozen times, each winning and losing, the more the fight became more and more intense, the value of the lottery was getting higher and higher.

In the end, Mo Yunxiao brought a Wuyun lynx and swept the opponent with three consecutive victories.

Mo Yunxiao clenched his fist excitedly and laughed loudly: "Who else?"

When he was excited, he was suddenly kicked by the "person" and staggered.

He looked back and found that the Thunder Eagle brought by Ye Xuan had kicked it with its claws.

"Hey! You're quite naughty raising this bird." Mo Yunxiao wanted to be angry at first, but when he thought that Ye Xuan raised the spirit beast, he let it go.

He didn't care about it anymore, but Lei Qiu didn't want to let it go, and started cooing.

When the princes and grandsons of each family came to participate in the spirit beast competition, they would bring their spirit beast masters, and Mo Yunxiao naturally brought the spirit beast masters.

He glanced back at the spirit beast master of the Mo family, pointed at the Thunderball, and asked, "What is it talking about?"

The spirit beast master of Mo's family froze for a moment, and replied: "According to the animal language, it wants you to hand over the barbecue that you owe, otherwise it will never forgive you."

"Hey!" Mo Yunxiao stared, patted Ye Xuan's arm, and said, "Are you telling the truth just now? It really wants me to apologize to it with barbecue?"

"Otherwise? Do you think I'm joking? But you don't have to worry too much. With me here, this foodie won't do anything to you, at least he won't die." Ye Xuan agreed casually.

"Hey! So arrogant?"

Mo Yunxiao just won three games in a row, he was in a good mood, and he didn't intend to be serious with the bird.

At this time, Qin Wanwan came up, pushed Mo Yunxiao away, and said dissatisfiedly: "Look at you, you are so big, and you still bully Lei Qiu, Lei Qiu is so cute."

As she spoke, she took out a piece of jerky, tore it open and started feeding Thunderball. While feeding, she touched Thunderball's fluffy feathers and giggled.

"Hey!" Mo Yunxiao scratched his head.

At this time, on the west side of the viewing platform, they lost three games in a row, causing the morale of the stability-seeking faction to plummet.

Zheng Kexiao stood up, looked this way proudly, and said loudly: "Mo Yunxiao, I'm about to give up the fang ermine, do you admit defeat? If you voluntarily admit defeat, you won't be accepted. I'll give you a step down."

(End of this chapter)