It’s too dangerous to seize the direct descendant, so I choose to be the leader of the Demon Cult

Chapter 168: Little girl, let’s have a taste of Dayu’s macho man!

Anxious!

Lao Deng is anxious!

Zhao Ci only saw Lao Deng lose his sense of control twice, once when the news of the Demon King's reappearance first appeared, and the other time now.

In comparison, this time it seems more panicky.

After all, the list has been decided, and it is a big taboo to change the list before the battle.

As soon as this word comes out.

Zhao Ci hasn't spoken yet.

Zhao Li on the side was the first to speak: "Your Majesty, no, this martial arts competition is a confrontation between great powers. Since the list has been announced, how can there be any reason to exchange it?

If it were really changed, not only would he not be able to hold his head high in front of the Long Yuan envoy.

How should the court explain the tens of thousands of people watching the game in this school field? "

Zhao Huan frowned slightly: "Is it more difficult to hold one's head up when the list is changed, or is it more difficult to hold one's head up after a complete defeat?"

Zhao Li: "This..."

His face looked a little ugly, and his eyes couldn't help but move to the seven family heads.

But he found that among the seven, not one of them spoke.

Obviously, this result is accepted by default.

But think about it carefully.

The young geniuses on Long Yuan's side are improving by leaps and bounds. Not to mention that the real main force has not yet come on stage, just saying that the ten people eliminated earlier have already put great pressure on this side.

Those spectators were not highly cultivated and could not clearly see the reasons for winning or losing. They only thought it was because they had lost their fighting spirit.

But all the experts present could clearly see that the strength of these Long Yuan barbarians had reached a very terrifying level.

If you continue like this, you will almost definitely lose!

If you lose in all the big and small arenas, then...

But right now.

Dugu Yu'er suddenly spoke: "Your Majesty! These Longyuan barbarians are indeed not weak, but they are not to the point of being worthy of His Highness.

Our experts also did not take action.

What's more, my brother has courage that no one can match! "

The voice hasn't fallen yet.

Ying Rui took over the words excitedly: "Yes, Your Majesty! I think those people are nothing more than this. With humble ministers sitting in charge, there is absolutely no possibility of defeat today!"

Zhao Huan: "..."

He took a careful look at Ying Rui and couldn't see any flaws in this man.

But now it’s not a question of whether it’s flawless or not.

He is the emperor.

He is the person who holds the most secrets in the whole Dayu.

Knowing that the key to the problem is not winning or losing at all.

But...how to lose?How to win?
Luck can never be established.

Losing is not terrible.

The fear is that Ying Rui tried his best and lost.

Winning is not necessarily something to celebrate.

Because Ying Rui led the flying game to win, the consequences may not be lighter than the former.

Face the shepherd.

Sheep, should not have knives.

But you shouldn’t grow up, because when you grow up, you will be released!

and so.

Zhao Huan did not listen to the words of the siblings and still looked at Zhao Ci: "Ci'er, there is no room for failure in today's battle, you..."

Zhao Ci waved his hand directly: "Father! There is no room for loss in tomorrow's battle. When I break the legs of those big barbarians tomorrow, it doesn't matter if these little barbarians win for a while today!"

"what!"

Everyone present had their eyes twitching!
mad!
Crazy!
in their eyes.

Although Zhao Ci's strength is fully capable of entering the big arena, he is only capable of entering the arena.

The reason for this result is mostly because everyone believes that the small arena will win, and they want Zhao Ci to appear on the stage, which arouses Zhao Ci's rebellious psychology.

But no one thinks that Zhao Ci can really make achievements in the big arena.

So this.

Not crazy.

But angry.

Zhao Huan became even more angry and couldn't help but look at Linge, the director of Feng Zhu Yang Gongshu's four families, who was drinking tea not far away. If it hadn't been for them, Zhao Ci would not have gone to the big ring out of anger.

Several people were glared at, and their faces suddenly looked a little embarrassed. They had originally thought not to come today, but they were responsible for assisting the contestants in practicing during this period, so they had to come.

I didn't expect to encounter such an embarrassing thing.

Taking instructions from his eyes, he hurried over.

Zhu Gong looked at Zhao Ci with an apologetic smile: "Your Highness! What happened that day was our fault. Those barbarians today are arrogant and want to trample on the majesty of our great Yu. Please ignore the past grudges and fight for the country!"

[Zhu Gong’s current wish]: If Zhao Ci can agree, he must hold on to the small arena.Reward for wish completion: Comprehension value +1000, Guardian Talisman X1.

Zhao Ci: "..."

Glancing.

The leader of the loser family, Mr. Feng, also had an embarrassed smile on his face, with the same subtitle on his head.

Only the head of the Yang family was the same as the others. He just stood by and had no intention of apologizing. There were no subtitles on his head.

Ok……

Come to think of it, only three families, including Feng Zhugong and Shu, were involved in what happened back then. I'm afraid they all know the inside story.

The fourth prince of the Yang family only took sides later, so he was probably confused!

Several people looked at him earnestly.

I wish Zhao Ci would agree immediately.

Zhao Ci waved his hand: "No need! We, Dayu, can't afford to lose face if we change the formation temporarily! Besides, none of our masters have played much, and several colleagues from the Tenth Prince's Palace are sitting behind. Can we still lose?"

"This……"

Zhao Huan felt a headache and wanted to say something.

Zhu Li took over the conversation quite confidently: "Your Majesty! We have become stronger. If you believe in us, we will definitely win!"

talking.

Then he looked at Zhu Jiang excitedly: "Dad! Do you think so?"

The worries on Zhu Jiang's face melted away, and he looked at his daughter dotingly: "Just do your best!"

Zhao Huan's face looked a little ugly, but he could only let it go.

In the past, he could easily summon Zhao Ci.

But after several accidents, the child became more and more rebellious.

In just one hour, it was really difficult to convince him to follow the instructions and change to the big arena.

As long as Zhao Ci doesn't agree, changing the list will be impossible.

He waved his hand: "In that case, let's proceed as usual!"

Say it.

Just throw up your sleeves and leave.

He did not continue to persuade Zhao to resign.

But it doesn't mean that he is not dissatisfied with Zhao Ci.

This son is getting harder and harder to control.

And he.

I don't like children with bad tempers.

In particular, Zhao Ci's temper is likely to be related to Gu Xiangzhu.

As soon as the emperor left.

The atmosphere in the camp suddenly relaxed.

Zhu Li held Zhu Jiang's arm with a smile: "Dad! Why didn't you say anything when you came? The imperial kitchen has prepared medicinal food for us. You can eat it with me!"

"Good good!"

Zhu Jiang seemed to have completely forgotten the pressure from Long Yuan, and let Zhu Li help him walk behind the tent, as if he only had eyes for this daughter.

Out of the tent.

He lowered his voice and asked: "Li'er, how many games do you think you can win?"

"How many games do you think I can win?"

“Two times is considered a success.”

Zhu Jiang did not set too high goals for her. After all, his little daughter had been alone in Linge since she was a child, without receiving resources. It was too much to ask her for more combat power.

Zhu Li took a deep breath: "Then if I can win three games, will you agree to my marriage to His Highness?"

Zhu Jiang: "..."

It turned out that I was helping my old father to eat together.

Just for this?

He was a little sad.

Honestly.

His impression of Zhao Ci was not that good.

Although he lives far away in Jinyang, since Zhu Li entered the Tenth Prince's Mansion, he has collected a lot of information about Zhao Ci.

This person is good to his subordinates, which is very good.

But he acted too openly.

For example, today's refusal to change the list is even more representative of impulsiveness.

But unfortunately, his daughter was completely devoted to him.

I wish Xinjiang was uncomfortable.

But he did not immediately refute this statement.

I was afraid that Zhu Li would reply, "You don't understand him at all."

It's just...where does this little girl get her confidence?
Then he said: "Okay! Just three games. If you win three games, as a father, you should think about it carefully!"

……

in the account.

Feng Ji looked at Feng Kucha, his face darkened: "Little bastard, follow me!"

"Hey?"

Feng Kucha's expression was a little stiff. His relationship with Feng Ji was obviously not as close as Zhu Li's relationship with Zhu Jiang.

Facing this biological father whom I only met once many years ago.

He was clearly not in a comfortable state.

Especially since the Feng family ordered him to leave the Tenth Prince's Mansion several times, but he didn't listen.

It's hard to say that Feng Ji didn't mean this.

in this way.

How dare he stay alone with Feng Ji?
But at this time.

Zhao Ci's message fell into his ears: "Go! You have to play in the afternoon, and he won't do anything to you yet. It doesn't hurt to listen to what he has to say."

Hear Zhao Ci speak.

Feng Kucha's expression became a little normal.

After taking a deep look at Feng Ji, he walked next to him.

Just out of camp.

Feng Ji then said in a deep voice: "Leave the Tenth Prince's Mansion, otherwise you will only harm yourself."

Feng Kucha thought for a long time and solemnly gave an answer: "You fart!"

Feng Ji: "???"

……

inside the tent.

Zhao Ci had a lively chat with Zhuge Hong, but Feng Zhu and his family had some special backgrounds, so they couldn't talk to each other at all.

among many employee parents.

As for Zhuge Hong, because of his relationship with the Kan family, his attitude was quite friendly.

Apart from a symbolic remark that "it's better to stay in the small arena", he didn't show any airs to other elders.

I happened to have a meal with a few juniors. Kan Luotang was a family friend.

Yang Mo had been stared at by Yang Han. After all, he was the one who wanted to kill his son. The intimidating power of the Seven Divine Treasures really made him unable to withstand it, so he had no choice but to run to Zhuge Hong for refuge.

Zhuge Hong didn't mind much. He ignored Yang Han's murderous eyes and allowed Yang Mo to follow him.

Small talk.

Zhuge Hong finally looked at Zhuge Xiao's legs, frowned slightly and said, "Since you can't stand up, why don't you go back to Bashu?"

Zhuge Xiao smiled and shook his head: "It's not that I can't stand up, but that I shouldn't stand up."

Zhao Ci's eyes were slightly sharp. He was poaching my employees, so he quickly added: "Uncle Shi, you don't know something. In fact, as long as he nods, we can heal his legs at any time!"

"Ok?"

Zhuge Hong looked at his son's empty trousers with a surprised look on his face: "Seriously?"

Zhao Ci grinned. Judging from this reaction, Zhuge Xiao was probably not revealing his current situation at all.

Then he said: "Of course it's true!"

Zhuge Hong was puzzled: "Since you can stand up, why not?"

Zhuge Xiao hesitated: "This..."

At this moment.

A voice sounded from the side: "Because of me!"

The crowd followed the sound.

When he found Zhao Yongzheng walking in this direction, his face looked a little gloomy.

Walked up to Zhuge Hong and said, "I've met Uncle Zhuge!"

"Your Majesty, Ninth Prince, you are welcome!"

Zhuge Hong looked at Zhao Yong thoughtfully.

Zhao Yong looked at Zhuge Xiao with a serious expression.

Zhuge Xiao also looked at him, his expression and eyes were calm, but he was also waiting for him to say something.

Zhao Yong took a deep breath: "Lao Xiao, after you entered the Nine Princes' Mansion, you have done nothing wrong to us, and you deserve the spot in the Soldier God Tower.

The fundamental reason why you and I parted ways is that you and I are not the same kind of people at all.

The so-called grace of knowing and meeting someone is something that does not exist.

these legs.

You don't owe me.

The barbarian Long Yuan wants to trample on my majesty, Yu.

Everyone in the Central Plains should fight back with all their strength.

You are extremely talented.

If my legs are tired, I cannot bear the crime.

Although it may be a little late to say it today.

But please be sure to heal your legs.

Even if we cannot turn the tide today, we should still use our horses and whips to guard the border tomorrow.

your life.

Don’t spend your time in a wheelchair just because of a moment of anger! "

[Zhao Yong’s current wish]: Persuading Zhuge Xiao to heal his legs is the last thing I do.Reward for wish completion: Comprehension value +1000, Beautiful Leg Talisman X1.

Zhao Ci: "..."

A personal matter...

Yongzi's self-understanding is a bit too clear.

Zhuge Xiao fell into deep thought and did not answer.

Zhao Yong sighed, bowed deeply to everyone, and then left directly.

a long time.

Zhuge Xiao looked at Zhao Ci: "Your Highness, Brother Kucha said that it is better to treat the patient on the same day, and he will suffer less without taking medicine. Is this true?"

"Reliable!"

Zhao Ci grinned: "I'll call him over right now!"

Watch Zhao Ci leave.

Zhuge Hong patted his son's shoulder heavily: "In this fierce battle, we must do our best and don't be underestimated by others!"

"Yes!"

Zhuge Xiao nodded heavily.

……

An hour passed quickly.

When Zhao Ci returned to the high platform to watch the battle, the three envoys of Long Yuan had already arrived.

Dugu Qinglan didn't seem to be angry at all because of Zhao Ci's rude remarks before, and she still looked at him with a smile.

The voice transmission said: "The little girl has the honor to hear some rumors about His Highness. His Highness is under twenty, and his strength is already the best in the same year.

Why not make a name for yourself in a small arena, but insist on burying your talent in a big arena?
If the kings and ministers of Yu State were envious of talents, why not come to Longyuan to develop?

In this world, the one who respects talents the most is us, Long Yuan. "

Zhao Ci sneered and sent a message back: "I lived a pampered life in Linge, and I was afraid that I wouldn't be able to bear the suffering of Long Yuan. After your delegation arrived in Linge, it was like rushing to a big gathering, because I was afraid that my previous life was too miserable. , a person as arrogant and extravagant as me can’t stand this.”

Dugu Qinglan's expression froze. This situation did feel a bit embarrassing.

However, she still smiled and shook her head, and continued to say: "If His Highness is just because of this, then there is no need to worry, because it will be a matter of time before Long Yuan conquers the Central Plains. By then, His Highness can still enjoy these."

"Oh? Are you that confident?"

"The facts are before our eyes. You are already going to lose today's martial arts competition. Maybe His Highness doesn't want to admit it, but His Highness's emperor father doesn't seem to think so."

talking.

Dugu Qinglan raised her chin at Zhao Huan, who had an extremely ugly face, and continued to transmit the message: "You Central Plains people have always been greedy for comfort. You were even capable of fighting 20 years ago, but after 20 years of peace, your bones have been soaked in the good times. Soft."

Zhao Ci: "Fart! We Dayu men are not soft at all. This trip to Linge will definitely let you, a little girl, taste the taste of Dayu's strong men!"

Dugu Qinglan: "???"

this kid.

It’s really ugly to speak!

She couldn't help but snorted coldly, waiting to see what Zhao Cihui's expression would be after the martial arts competition was over.

That girl Yu'er said she couldn't see through the tenth prince and felt that he was unfathomable.

She felt that was it.

It's just that he has a tougher mouth.

"Boom!"

The bronze bell rings.

Eunuch Li's voice was still loud, but his face was a little gloomy: "No. 30, six games, the defender is Murong Hongye, and the attacker is Feng Tianzi."

Step on the last word.

The two of them entered the ring together.

Tuoba Bang asked in a low voice: "What is the origin of Feng Tianzi?"

"People from the Ninth Prince's Palace."

Dugu Qinglan smiled lightly and said: "It is said that he is a rare good player. If he already has the third level of Shen Zang, he should not be much worse than Xiang Hao who appeared first."

Tuoba Bang sneered: "Oh, that's it! His strength is pretty good! If he hadn't been scared out of his wits, he would still have been able to defeat Murong Hongye."

Although it is a compliment.

But the sarcasm was not concealed at all.

In terms of real strength, at least [-]% of the people in the Long Yuan Mission who competed in the small arena today were not as good as Xiang Hao.

But so what?

With the blessing of divine power, Xiang Hao only lasted two games.

The whole Dayu seemed to be frightened from top to bottom.

Even if Feng Tianzi is not much different from Xiang Hao, he can only deliver food.

You may not even win a single game!
front row.

Zhao Huan also had a solemn look on his face and whispered to Feng Ji: "Feng Qing, although this child Tianzhi has reached the third level of divine hiding, his mental state is not stable. Can he win this time?"

Feng Ji's expression was gloomy. It may be that the stimulation in the Five Elements Prison was too severe, and Feng Tianzi's mental state has always been somewhat disordered.

Although practicing very hard.

But today's situation, with that chaotic mental state, is likely to be infected by the atmosphere of depression and panic.If you are timid after taking the field, you may lose ugly.

He said solemnly: "Just now Caichen said a few words to the kid, hinting that he can fight well, so he recommended him to be Lin Ge's deputy chief. I just hope he can be inspired!"

The deputy chief was his father Feng Zhen's deputy in Linge.

It is very likely that he will become the top leader of the Feng family in Linge in the future.

To know.

Normally, this is the job of the second son of the family head.

This incentive cannot be taken lightly.

But he couldn't guarantee how effective it would be.

How can morale be so easy to inspire?
This time, the Long Yuan mission caught them off guard and seemed to have pushed them to the edge of the cliff.

on the ring.

Murong Hongye looked at Feng Tianzi opposite him, who had his head lowered. He felt that his opponent's breathing was a little disordered, and he couldn't help but reveal a provocative smile.

"Feng Tianzi, right? Are you scared?"

"Whoosh whoosh!"

Feng Tianzi's response was only chaotic breathing.

Murong Hongye's face became even more contemptuous. He just held his spear horizontally and watched Feng Tianzi release the spiritual beast, waiting for the bell to ring.

This kind of person whose will has been destroyed is not worth fearing at all.

"Boom!"

The bronze bell rang.

under the watchful eyes of all.

Feng Tianzhi immediately jumped up, holding his sword and rushed towards Murong Hongye, followed closely by the three spiritual beasts of wolf, eagle and tiger.

Everyone: "..."

They were all dumbfounded.

In all their life, they have never seen a beast master take the lead in charging.

Just, outrageous!

Murong Hongye didn't expect this tactic.

Wait until you react.

Feng Tianzi's ferocious expression was already very close to him.

Most of the beast control masters were very agile, and they actually managed to get close easily.

Murong Hongye was startled, and then he smiled uncontrollably, and his spear hit Feng Tianzi's sword heavily.

This Central Plains man is simply seeking his own death.

Where does a beast master get the courage to get up close?
As long as he shoots down his long sword, he can take his life in a short time.

however.

The next scene made Murong Hongye dumbfounded.

Feng Tianzi directly threw away his sword, got into Murong Hongye's arms with his armor, and forcibly tied all his joints.

The sword strike just now was actually just bait.

Although his strength is not as good as Murong Hongye's, he can completely restrict Murong Hongye's movements in a short period of time. After all, the latter uses long weapons and is least good at this kind of fighting.

The three spirit beasts of eagle, wolf and tiger have already attacked from different directions.

Murong Hongye was shocked and beat Feng Tianzi's back hard with both hands. As soon as the blow fell, he heard Feng Tianzi groaning, as if he was in extreme pain.

But the falcon also pecked at it.

It actually forced its way through his body-protecting energy and pecked out a piece of flesh on his brow bone.

The green wolf also bit his calf, and it was only a matter of time before the body-protecting energy was broken.

That tiger claw.

He also slapped his back crazily.

This is completely a way of exchanging injuries for injuries!
Murong Hongye was anxious and angry, so he could only endure the attacks of the three beasts while beating Feng Tianchi violently.

He wanted to see who could not withstand it first, given his divine power.

Everyone: "Hiss..."

No one thought of it.

Feng Tianzi actually chose such a brave but effective style of play.

The audience in the auditorium couldn't help but be moved.

The bloodiness was suppressed in the morning.

He actually called back.

on the ring.

Murong Hongye's yelling and cursing became more and more angry.

Feng Tianzi laughed excitedly.

He is so excited!
Just win a few more games.

He can have more blissful dreams!

And there is still hope to take over Linge's industry.

Wouldn’t that mean we could get more blissful dreams!
Rush!
Rush!
Go for Grandpa!
"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha……"

Zhao Ci: "Hiss..."

Feng Ji: "Hiss..."

Zhao Huan: "Hiss..."

Dugu Qinglan: "???"

A quarter of an hour later.

The battle is over.

Murong Hongye, who was bitten to pieces by the three spirit beasts, was carried off the ring.

Feng Tianzi vomited a large mouthful of blood, glanced at the preparation table of the Long Yuan Mission with a blood-stained smile, "Next! Next! Your mother is here!"

Everyone: "!!!"

The arena seemed to have suddenly changed its style.

The Longyuan people are still incredibly strong.

The people of Dayu became incredibly crazy.

Feng Tianzhi managed to get rid of three people, and then he was carried down half unconscious and half laughing wildly.

Then there is Zhao Xie.

Going on stage holding a sword is like contracting madness.

If Feng Tianzhi exchanged injuries for injuries, then he exchanged lives for lives. He did not defend his own vital points at all, but simply attacked the opponent's vital points, forcing the opponent to defend back.

Get rid of two people.

He received a sword blow on his waist and was carried off the field after being unconscious!

After the two people passed by, Dayu was out of control.

It seemed like everyone was going crazy.

The arena suddenly became extremely bloody.

It is true that the Longyuan people have a fierce personality, but they have never seen such a crazy scene.

Listening to the increasingly perverted roars on the stage.

There were also waves of shouts from the audience.

The emotions of the contestants on both sides quietly completed a two-level reversal.

The difference in scores.

Slowly shrink.

The mad dog style of play made everyone's heads sweat.

Or scared.

Or excited.

until……

Eunuch Li wiped the sweat from his forehead: "In the next match, Lou Yun will defend and Feng Kucha will attack."

Feng Kucha...

Hearing this name, the atmosphere on the court suddenly became more relaxed.

Most people have never heard of Feng Kucha's record.

Some people who heard it only thought that Feng Kucha was the male mother responsible for healing in the Tenth Prince's Mansion.

It is a shame for a Feng family member to have the chief wood and deputy gold.

Even if you really have some ability, it will be difficult to achieve the results of the previous games.

It's been a while since you finally woke up from your numb scalp.

Feng Ji's eyes also became a little sharper. As he watched Feng Kucha enter the ring, he recalled what Feng Kucha had just said in his mind.

"Don't yell at me!"

"I know you are my father, and I recognize you as my father, but not for the glory and wealth of the Feng family, nor because father is the foundation of son."

"It's because my mother asked me to recognize you as my father."

"You are sorry for my mother, but my mother thinks you are a great hero who fights against the enemy, even if it is just during the march, you abandoned her after becoming a dew couple.

She also thinks that you are worthy of being the father of her son, because she hopes that I can learn from you and become a great hero. "

"But looking at what the Feng family has done, I feel more and more that you are not a hero."

"I repeat, Zhao Ci has no ambition to compete for the throne. I am only hanging out with him to live like a human being and grow into what my mother wants."

"Don't ask me to go back to the Feng family. There's too much blood on the Feng family's money. The cause and effect is too big and I can't bear it."

"of course."

"I'm still a loser who eats more than he poops."

"But I will definitely use my merits in the future to earn back a hundred times the resources I wasted."

"Please, let's just be father and son on the surface. Don't kidnap me."

Every sentence is a bit heartbreaking.

Feng Ji's face was very ugly. He wanted to see where his bastard son had the confidence to make such wild remarks.

the other side.

Dugu Qinglan also wiped the sweat from her head and looked at the score with lingering fear.

Now it's 35 to 39, Long Yuan envoy Xiaoyou.

The priest's original plan was that Wei would help Ying Rui stand up and win the small arena.

result……

In the past few games, those Central Plains people seemed to have taken crazy medicine.

The situation is very bad.

But fortunately.

Behind Feng Kucha is Zhao Yong, and behind Zhao Yong is Ying Rui.

As long as Ying Rui can score around [-] points, then he will lose to the last absolute genius who defends the ring, and then that genius will end all the battles.

The situation can still be saved.

but.

The premise is that Feng Kucha and Zhao Yong didn't win too much.

Otherwise, Ying Rui's role will not be fully reflected.

Dugu Qinglan took a deep breath and sent a message to Lou Yun on the stage: "Don't be careless. In this case, you avoid the spirit beasts, get closer, entangle Feng Kucha, and directly explode the Dantian. You are disabled." Someone will support you for the rest of your life!"

"what?"

Everyone in Lou Yun on the stage was stunned.

Should we directly take the route of perishing together?
The issue is.

Does Feng Ku tea go well with it?
For a moment, Lou Yun felt extremely humiliated.

But soon he was no longer humiliated.

Feng Kucha's lung-gold divine pattern was brightly lit, and a two-foot-long fire dragon emerged from the illusory door surrounded by the demon-binding rope.

Tangled around Feng Kucha.

"Huh!"

"Ah this!"

"dragon?"

"After dividing the border with the demon clan, didn't the dragon clan never appear again?"

"Yes, yes! Where did this fire dragon come from?"

"Looking at the body shape and aura, you must be at least the third level of Shen Zang, right? Ancient books record that it takes at least a hundred years for the dragon clan to reach this level."

"Centennial Fire Dragon, where did you get this Feng Kucha?"

"Have you forgotten? His father is the head of the Feng family!"

Swish!
moment.

Countless eyes fell on Feng Ji.

Including Zhao Huan.

Feng Ji: "???"

He was also stunned.

What do you see me doing?
No wonder his bastard son is so crazy, it turns out he has this trump card.

"broken!"

Lou Yun was also breaking out in a cold sweat. He had dismissed Dugu Qinglan's words before, but now he felt that this was the only way to go.

If Feng Kucha is not caught, both sides will suffer losses.

The only thing he could do was to be tortured to death by this fire dragon.

Although this fire dragon only has the third level of Shen Zang, the third level of Shen Zang is different from the third level of Shen Zang. The dragon clan has the top attributes in the world in terms of strength, speed and defense.

And this fire dragon, just standing in front of it, I felt like I was facing an entire volcano.

Fire spells are extremely manic.

This fire dragon alone is enough to win the top three spots in this small arena.

If he doesn't force a trade with Feng Kucha, it will definitely cause great trouble to the people behind him.

Change!
It must be replaced!

But fortunately.

Feng Kucha's body is not strong. He has strong life essence, but his physical body is not strong.

As long as you are willing to...

and many more!

Lou Yun was stunned for a moment, because in his sight, the body of the little fire dragon suddenly melted and turned into a set of fiery red armor, wrapping Feng Kucha airtightly.

The original one person and one dragon actually merged into an armored giant nearly one foot tall.

Violent, hard, and endlessly alive.

This is a sneak attack with a hammer!

"puff!"

Zhao Ci was drinking water, but when he saw this scene, he couldn't hold back any longer.

Cottage!
Dragon armor?

Is this such a ridiculous skill that I never learned?
No wonder Feng Kucha is so confident!

some people.

You look at him like a beast master.

But in fact, it is the vitality battery of the spiritual beast. It does not need to do anything except provide vitality to the fire dragon.

It's so outrageous!
"Boom!"

The bronze bell rings.

After three breaths.

The bronze bell rings again.

Lou Yun had already been knocked unconscious by a slap.

on the back.

Printed with a fiery red dragon paw print.

"hiss……"

"hiss……"

"hiss……"

The sound of gasping for air kept coming and going.

Everyone is numb.

Some even trembled.

Some are excited.

Some are confused.

Zhu Li Rumengfang Xing: "It's broken! I only have one fight left at most, and my marriage to my boss is going to be blocked again, damn Feng Kucha!"

Yang Mo was also confused: "It's broken! I only have one fight left at most, and I will continue to be wanted again, damn Feng Kucha!"

Zhao Ci: "..."

on the ring.

The fiery red giant was a little impatient: "Eunuch Li, hurry up and invite the next victim!"

Eunuch Li: "..."

then.

Fourteen games in a row.

As soon as Feng Kucha wore fourteen, the fire dragon armor became not only fierce but also durable under his constant vitality.

Vividly explains what is meant by the phrase "In the face of absolute attribute suppression, all operations are garbage."

And this time.

The expression on the face of the third envoy Long Yuan was extremely ugly.

There is only one person left on my side.

Ji Yuan.

None of them knew this person.

But according to the priest, this is the youngest son of Long Yuan.

The divine power in his body was transferred by God Long Yuan himself.

Moreover, his own strength is also at the fourth level of Divine Treasure.

Even facing Feng Kucha who is armored by a divine dragon, he should be able to suppress him forcefully.

Can……

With only one person left, how can Ying Rui stand out?

do not care!
Win first and then talk.

Eunuch Li cleared his throat: "In the next match, Feng Kucha will defend and Ji Yuan will attack."

The voice just fell.

An unattractive young man jumped onto the stage.

The demeanor is neither humble nor arrogant.

The weapon is also different from the long weapons of ordinary Longyuan people, but a simple long sword.

He bowed his hands politely: "Ji Yuan, please enlighten me!"

Feng Kucha: "I'm afraid I won't be able to teach you!"

"what?"

Ji Yuan was stunned for a moment and couldn't help but ask: "Why is this?"

Just ask the exit.

The red giant in front of him disappeared.

He transformed into a man and a dragon again and collapsed on the ring.

The fire dragon lay limply, as if it had entered the time of the sages.

Feng Kucha's face turned pale and his energy was listless, as if he had entered the time of the sage for the seventh time.

He waved his hand feebly: "I'm done with it, I admit defeat!"

Ji Yuan: "..."

Feng Kucha looked at the preparation table: "Your Highness Ninth Prince, Ying Rui, the last one is left to you."

Zhao Yong: "..."

Ying Rui: "..."

(End of this chapter)