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Chapter 275 The best thing is that the negotiations break down

"Qiulong Emperor! Do you know what occasion you are in and what you are saying?"

Lesenba straightened up on the spot, no longer showing any elegance.

Beside him, Lycaon's originally gloomy face collapsed and turned pale.

Representatives from surrounding countries who were listening in also became agitated.

The Dragon Emperor smiled faintly and said, "I never speak nonsense in formal occasions, so the meaning I just conveyed is the meaning of the Supreme Emperor Yinglong himself."

Lesenba's eyes were grim: "Is the Tianyuan Empire going to start a war?"

The Dragon King's smile slowly faded: "I provoked this once half a century ago, so what's the harm in doing it again now?"

He looked at Lesenba and Lycaon mockingly: "Aren't you very confident in that Abyssal Demon Modulation Technology? The empire's mechanical warriors haven't been deployed for a long time, and their magic machines are about to rust. It's a good opportunity to train your new technology."

"It also allows us to broaden our horizons."

Next to him, Chu Changying, who had been stopped from speaking by Ying Guang and was filled with anger, heard the Qionglong Emperor turn around and say such explosive words.

His face was shocked at first, then turned into great joy.

The Qiulong Emperor is indeed the most popular spokesperson for the people of the empire. His words really make the people of the empire feel refreshed.

As Ying Guang spoke these extremely arrogant words, the atmosphere on the scene suddenly dropped to freezing point.

Among them, Lycaon, a senior official from Knoss, was the most shocked.

It is unlikely that Ying Guang was just joking when he said such things in public. The empire must have already had plans in this regard.

It is true that they developed the Abyss Demon technology, but technology is technology, and converting technology into actual combat power requires a lot of time and resources.

If the Tianyuan Empire really launches a massive attack at this time, the Giant Enterprise Alliance may be able to hold on.

However, Kronos will inevitably be wiped out!
The atmosphere in the meeting room was cold and no one spoke anymore.

At this time, a soft sigh came from the curtain at the high position: "The Tianyuan Empire is still as domineering as it was in the past. Emperor Qiulong, it's better to state your demands before things come to this."

The Dragon King smiled silently: "Your Excellency the Pope, you know, if I can avoid fighting, I don't want to move my old bones."

"Empires can also be peace-loving."

He looked at the two people from the Giant Enterprise Alliance opposite him with a grim look: "We have already given a list of demands, all the losses in the attack on Yicheng, and the cost of all our subsequent operations, including the resource expenditures for eliminating the remnants of the Chonghuo Society in the Nightmare District."

"Also, whether it's the Giant Enterprise Alliance or Kronos, they should publicly admit their mistakes and offer compensation!"

Obviously, this compensation will not be a small amount.

On the other hand, on the side of the Giant Enterprise Alliance, Lesenba took a deep breath and put away the horrified expression on his face.

He reluctantly said, "Qiulong Emperor, this is a serious matter. Let me report it to the Alliance Council and give you a reply tomorrow."

The Dragon King smiled and said, "Then I look forward to your sincerity. Let's stop here today."

He stood up neatly and bowed to the Pope in the direction of the curtain: "Your Holiness, I will withdraw first."

"Oh, Qionglong Emperor, you are still so agile." A faint voice came from behind the curtain.

The Pope continued, "That's the end of today. Representatives from all countries, if you have nothing else to do, you can leave on your own."

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The next day, the Sacred Arena.

Amid the noisy crowd, Zhou Yan followed everyone to the audience seats again.

Seeing that Chu Changying looked good, Chu Wan asked jokingly, "My dear aunt, did the negotiations go smoothly last night? Why are you so happy?"

Chu Changying chuckled: "It's not going well, but I don't want anything now. I just want the negotiations to break down."

As she spoke, she glanced at Lycaon and his group who were sitting not far away.

Today, Lycaon no longer has the confident look he had yesterday.

He heard the voice that Chu Changying did not deliberately lower, but he could only pretend not to hear it and turned his head away with a grim expression.

Chu Wan looked at Chu Changying's expression, thinking deeply. Zhou Yan and the others beside her also vaguely understood the thoughts of this Chi Jun who was only afraid of chaos in the world.

Ying Lin said calmly: "It seems that Guangbo conveyed the advice of the Lord Yinglong Emperor to them."

Zhou Yan looked at him silently. This kid was about to call me grandpa just now, right?

Wow, no wonder he is called the Qilin child, it turns out he is the direct descendant of Emperor Yinglong.

Chu Changying smiled and nodded: "Okay, there is no need to talk about this. Today is the third-level competition of the Holy Soldier's Gift. Those who can appear are the strongest of the newly advanced young generation of the Gospel Church. The Son of Gospel Fate will definitely appear as well. You three should take a good look."

While everyone was talking.

There was only a burst of frenzied screams from the audience.

Amid the shouts of tens of thousands of believers in the city of Saint Vrelan, a group of people slowly walked out of the passage.

The leader was wearing white armor and an eagle-shaped mask. His long silver hair flowed down from the back of his helmet and he had a narrow rapier hanging from his waist. As he walked, he slowly raised his hands to gesture in all directions, as if a faint holy light was surging from him.

Among the tens of thousands of spectators present, at least 80% of the screams were directed at this young man.

Obviously, this person is the Son of Gospel, Fate, known as the White Eagle of Light.

The most powerful future successor to the Gospel Pope.

Whether in terms of appearance, talent, temperament or character, he is flawless.

In the Evangelical Country, his fame is among the best among the best, and everyone knows him.

Chu Wan had gotten next to Zhou Yan without him noticing, poked him, and said with a smile, "That guy looks really good. I can't help but be moved."

Zhou Yan glanced at her calmly, and seeing the cunning look in the old Si Ji's eyes, he said, "If you like her, chase her bravely."

Luo Ke on the other side shook her head: "Sister Chu Wan, don't you think this guy is too perfect? ​​I still like Brother Zhou Yan, he is much more real!"

As she said that, she hugged Zhou Yan's arm and leaned over: "Besides, Brother Zhou Yan is much more handsome and tougher than him. That guy is as beautiful as a woman."

Zhou Yan smiled and touched his sister's head, making her eyes smile into crescent shapes.

Pei Shuishu, who was standing behind him, suddenly turned his head and nodded seriously: "That's true, Zhou Yan is a real man!"

She patted Zhou Yan with a smile and said, "Zhou Yan, look how much I support you. Let's go back and play another game tonight!"

Zhou Yan glanced at her helplessly: "You just want to fight, right?"

Pei Shuishu nodded repeatedly: "I really want to fight, but you are definitely more manly than him. I don't know if he is stronger than me!"

When talking about being strong, the female barbarian assumed a bodybuilding posture.

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Luo Xuan didn't say anything, but just looked at Zhou Yan silently, then looked down at Fate off the court, thinking:

'Not even close.'

Chu Wan saw that the three girls, big and small, only cared about Zhou Yan, and smiled and shook her head.

"Brother, I'm beginning to wonder if you're the reincarnation of a succubus. How come all the girls are mesmerized by you, even this guy who only has muscles in his head..."

As she spoke, she pointed at Pei Shuishu, who had a confused look on his face.

Pei Shuishu looked at her in confusion, obviously not knowing what Chu Wan was hinting at. Instead, he replied bluntly, "Ah Wan, you really understand me. Zhou Yan is just my type. I want to fight him whenever I have nothing to do."

Zhou Yan glared at Chu Wan unhappily: "What nonsense are you talking about."

Chu Wan smiled and stopped talking. Instead, she opened her mouth and moved her tongue suggestively towards Zhou Yan.

Hiss. This succubus!
Below, Fate, who had led the team, had taken off his White Eagle helmet, revealing his handsome face, which was broadcast on the big screen, causing even more exaggerated cheers.

Amidst the shouts of support, a total of eight third-level young warriors, including Fate, began to fight in a knockout tournament system with two people in each group.

And Fate's strength was finally revealed to Zhou Yan and others.

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