The glory of the king: the almighty Li Bai

Chapter 293 Provocation!

Chapter 330 Three provocations!
After ordering Nan Yi, Feng Wanli put away his phone and walked to Shisan's side: "I still can't squeeze in?"

"Forget it! Let's go back!" Thirteen didn't want to spend any more time here, and wanted to go back.

Feng Wanli stroked his chin and nodded: "Alright, waiting here is a waste of time."

"boom!"

At this moment, a loud noise sounded, and a figure landed heavily.

"Wang Er!"

Feng Wanli raised his eyebrows slightly, never expecting that the person lying on the ground in front of him, motionless, would be his opponent tomorrow.

"Wang Er has been defeated!"

"Wang Zhen is so strong!"

"Of course, Wang Zhen is one of the twelve seats in the imperial capital, and he is also a third-year senior, so of course he is very strong!"

. . . . . .

Thirteen glanced at Feng Wanli, and said calmly, "Your opponent has already lost its combat effectiveness."

"This is also a fool. If you can't do it, you still play duels with others. Isn't it just looking for guilt!" Feng Wanli curled his lips and complained.

"Tap!"

Footsteps sounded, Wang Zhen squeezed away from the crowd, and slowly appeared in front of Wang Er, with a savage face on his face, "How dare you be savage with such a little skill!"

Wang Er raised his head slightly, the veins on his bruised forehead were bulging, and his hands were tightly squeezed together.

"Wang Er!" Zhou Ziying pushed away the crowd, hurriedly came to Wang Er, and helped him up, her cold face was red, obviously quite panicked: "I'll take you to see a doctor."

"Trash!" Wang Zhen snorted coldly, turned and left, still muttering in his mouth, "Thinking you beat some trash from other schools dares to run rampant in front of me, you really don't know how to live or die!"

"Short, stop!" Feng Wanli was joking and laughing with Shisan, but he liked to see Wang Er being beaten.

"dwarf!!!"

Although Wang Zhen is one of the twelve seats of the imperial capital, he can be regarded as a man of the imperial capital, but because he is only 1.6 meters tall and looks very ordinary, he is very jealous of Wang Er, who is not as strong as himself, but is handsome and tall. The reason why Wang Zhen suppressed Wang Er.

Wang Zhen turned around, his eyes were red, he stared at Feng Wanli closely, and said in a cold voice, "I hate people calling me a dwarf the most!"

"You just said that we are rubbish, and I scolded you for being short of meat?" Feng Wanli had never lost a battle of words.

"Shh!"

Wang Zhen didn't talk too much nonsense, he directly took out a big storm sword, and said coldly: "Go down!"

"You want to compete with me?" Feng Wanli touched the blue spirit mink on his shoulder and asked.

Wang Zhen shouted to the crowd in front of him: "Get out of here!"

"what!"

"Get out of the way! Wang Zhen is angry!"

. . . . . .

The crowd of onlookers backed away in panic, making way for an aisle leading to the arena.

"Go down!" Wang Zhen pointed to the Bi Arena with his long sword, swayed his body, and jumped towards the Bi Arena.

Thirteen glanced at Wang Zhen on the ground, then at Wang Er, and said calmly to Feng Wanli, "Don't get hurt, or this guy will take advantage."

"I have the inheritance of Cheng Yaojin, the chances of wanting to seriously injure me are too small!" Feng Wanli waved his hand, swayed his body, and appeared on the arena.

The referee, who was about to leave just now, saw Feng Wanli and Wang Wangzhen suddenly appearing. He was surprised and asked Wang Zhen, "Didn't you just finish the competition? Why did you recruit another person to compete?"

"Humph!"

Wang Zhen snorted coldly, and said to the referee, "Quickly announce the start of the competition!"

"Forehead!"

The referee couldn't help being stunned. Being directed by a student like this really can't stand the face, but according to the rules, he can't refuse, so he can only turn around and ask Feng Wanli, "Are you ready?"

Feng Wanli waved his hand and said with a smile: "Let's announce the start, I can't wait to beat this little dwarf!"

"you!!!"

Wang Zhen's neck was red, and his hands holding the long sword were trembling constantly, and the anger in his heart seemed to be poured with oil.

The referee waved his hand and shouted: "The competition begins!"

"Hong Shao, why are Feng Wanli and Wang Zhen fighting?" At the same time, Rou Zhi above the Bi Arena suddenly found the scene in the Bi Arena, and couldn't help being surprised. He never expected this battle between Wang Zhen and Wang Er. , how could Feng Wanli be implicated.

Hong Shao showed worry and nodded, "Wang Zhen is the twelve imperial capitals, how could Feng Wanli beat him?"

"Wang Zhen will teach you a lesson again for that brat who doesn't care about the sky and the earth!"

"That's not true, even Wang Er was defeated just now."

"This kid insulted Shorty Wang Zhen, he will definitely be beaten badly!"

. . . . . .

Listening to the constant chatter beside her ears, Rou Zhi was even more worried: "Hong Shao, let's go find the teacher. Feng Wanli is a student in the Freshman Challenge in Shanghai, what if he gets injured?"

"You are obviously worried about him! You still have to drag out the teacher!" Hong Shao took a deep look at Rou Zhi, thinking to herself.

At the same time, the competition in the arena began.

"Shh!"

With a wave of Wang Zhen's right hand, a pure white energy cover instantly enveloped his whole body, and then rushed towards Feng Wanli.

Release a shield first, and then attack. This is a very safe way to attack.

"Liu Bang inherited a skill that harms others and benefits himself!" Feng Wanli touched the blue spirit mink on his shoulder, not panicking at all.

"Jeep!"

The blue spirit mink opened its mouth, and a blast of freezing light instantly blasted out, hitting Liu Bang's body heavily, only to see that it didn't go out in an instant, and the protective cover outside its body was transformed into a giant under the cover of the freezing light. ice shield.

"This protective ability is not weak!" Feng Wanli touched his chin and thought to himself.

You must know that Lanling Sable's freezing light can instantly kill ordinary silver-level inheritors or silver-level monsters, but now it can't even break the protective shield outside its body. From this, it can be seen that its silver-level Liu Bang Inherited strength, it's no wonder that he was able to easily defeat Wang Er, the favorite to win the championship in the Freshman Challenge.

"Ice crystal thorns!"

With a wave of Feng Wanli's right hand, Wang Zhaojun's combined skills were instantly displayed on the protective cover outside his body, and sharp ice thorns instantly pierced the protective cover.

"Crack! Crack!"

Like the sound of breaking glass, the protective cover collapsed, and Wang Zhen's body was completely exposed in front of Feng Wanli.

"Damn!"

Wang Zhen's face was flushed, and he was actually knocked down by this freshman trash, so one can imagine the humiliation.

"Crash!"

With a wave of Wang Zhen's right hand, a wave of blood-red energy rushed towards Feng Wanli.

"Miyue inheritance!"

Feng Wanli raised his eyebrows, and said in surprise: "Miyue's inheritance seems to be very common in the emperor, and I haven't seen many in the ancient capital and the magic capital."

(End of this chapter)