Becoming a Boyfriend from Dou Po

Chapter 136; This is a dragon-slaying sword! (This chapter is a hair)
"What... what's wrong with this?"

"Hearing the name is so cool, is it true?"

The barbarian king spoke emotionally, and even wanted to stretch out his hand.

Faced with this situation, the card master Drizzt hastily shouted, "The Barbarian King Tryndamere! Have you forgotten your original oath?"

Card Master Drizzt's eyes widened. It was hard to believe that the barbarian Tryndamere was so obsessed with treasures.

But Xuanchen looked at the card master Drizzt impatiently, and said in a very threatening voice; "Card master Drizzt, if you think your life is long enough, maybe you can try to stop the barbarian king Tryndamere, after all, I believe that the barbarian King Tryndamere will definitely like this knife..."

Xuan Chen said with certainty.

Obviously, in Xuanchen's eyes, even if Tryndamere was the king of the barbarians, his IQ was still zero.

And the card master Drizzt couldn't help being stunned when he heard Xuan Chen's words, after all, there was no trace of adulteration in what the other party said.

Although the Barbarian King Tryndamere is the key figure in this topic, the card master Drizzt unexpectedly found that he had difficulty grasping the mind of the Barbarian King Tryndamere.

And although the barbarian King Tryndamere was eager to move this dragon-slaying sword, he just didn't move his eyes. As for his hands, he just kept holding his ancestral sword.

Watching this scene happen, Xuanchen naturally understood what was in the mind of the barbarian king Tryndamere, so he deliberately raised his voice and said, "Oh, it's a pity that this knife will become a discarded knife again..."

"Precious sword, precious sword, when will you find your master..."

"Sigh, it's a pity that a sword deserves a hero. I don't think you will meet a hero in this lifetime..."

What's the meaning? …

The barbarian King Tryndamere suddenly murmured in his heart.

A sword with a hero?
It's a pity that I can't meet a hero in this life?

Isn't this saying that he is not a hero?

"My friend, are you saying that I, the barbarian King Tryndamere, is not worthy of the word hero?"

"You go to the barbarians to inquire, do these three barbarians regard me as the king and hero?"

Good fellow, the barbarian King Tryndamere has understood such humiliation...

The card master, Drizzt, saw that the situation had changed, so he hurriedly said: "Tendamere, the barbarian, have you seen that! This is the face of a human being! He praised you as a hero before, but now he says you are not a hero. This is not to humiliate you." , who else could be humiliating?!"

"If you say I'm not a hero, then I admit that my card master Drizzt is not a hero..."

"After all, I admit that I am a despicable villain..."

As the card master Drizzt spoke, a proud smile rose from the corner of his mouth.

Witnessing this situation, Xuanchen was ashamed. This is a real understanding of what makes me so ruthless that I even scold myself...

"You don't want to play map cannon with me here, you know?"

"In my Xuanchen's eyes, you are a younger brother. Although you look older, you will never change the fact that you are a younger brother."

Xuanchen said arrogantly, and didn't talk nonsense with the card master Drizzt, he suddenly raised his leg and kicked the card master Drizzt hard in the abdomen.

The card master Drizzt's pupils dilated, and he spit out acidic water in an instant, and then flew towards the dense jungle like a cannonball.

The barbarian King Tryndamere was left watching with his mouth wide open and his face in shock.

From the speed at which Xuan Chen raised his legs just now, he couldn't have imagined it.

And the barbarian king is a militant, so he naturally has a kind of admiration for this kind of person whose force value is beyond the chart.

"Master! Master! Great master!"

The barbarian King Tryndamere said excitedly, Xuanchen played a riddle, laughed cheerfully, and then explained; "How is it? Are you interested in following me? Tell you, I have many other weapons besides this knife. The secrets of martial arts..."

Martial arts cheats?

What martial arts cheats?
Or what are the secrets of martial arts?
Barbarian King Tryndamere's mind was ready to move, and he was naturally excited by Xuanchen's words.

Xuanchen was also unambiguous, so out of nowhere a secret book emitting green light appeared, and Xuanchen handed it to the barbarian king Tryndamere.

Looking at the cheat book, Tryndamere the Barbarian scratched his head, and said with an embarrassed smile; "Master, that... I can't read, can you tell me what kind of cheat book this is?"

Don't know the words?

Good fellow, it turns out that the barbarian King Tryndamere can't read!

Xuanchen didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and directly burned the secret book with a ball of flames.

Then he took out another cheat book and handed it to him.

Looking at this cheat book, the barbarian king Tryndamere was overjoyed!
Not only does this cheat book have no words, but it has pictures!

Looking at the Taoist figures in the picture, the barbarian King Tryndamere only felt a deep temptation.

"This cheat book is good! But I still want to know its name." Barbarian King Tryndamere carefully stuffed the cheat book into his arms.

Looking at Xuan Chen, he also expressed gratitude.

But Xuan Chen chuckled, and then said lightly: "What? Could it be that you thought this cheat book was given to you for free?"

"What do you mean? Didn't you give it to me for free?" Tryndamere the barbarian thumped in his heart. What if there is no cheat?
Although the barbarian King Tryndamere prides himself on being a hero, he has nothing to do with Xuan Chen's scoundrel behavior, after all heroes have been afraid of scoundrels since ancient times. .

This is a rule that has never changed through the ages. Princes and generals are afraid of villains, and high-ranking officials are afraid of animals. This is also a rule that never changes...

"Hehe, you are just the king of the barbarians, and you are not a worthy existence. Why, do you really feel that you are very powerful?"

"It's just a guy who relies on brute force, don't take yourself too seriously..."

Xuanchen smiled contemptuously, and the barbarian king Tryndamere was naturally indignant.

I originally wanted to use the ancestral sword to fight Xuan Chen, but I held back considering that I might die...

"Hehe, rookie, you are a younger brother, and you don't even dare to resist, what else can you do?"

Xuanchen continued to talk disdainfully, the barbarian king Tryndamere was so angry that he was screaming but there was nothing he could do...

Xuanchen took a deep breath, kicked up the dragon-slaying sword on the ground, and roared at the barbarian King Tryndamere, "Come on! Fight me with the ancestral sword in your hand!"

"If you don't even have a fighting tone, forgive me! I look down on you!"

Xuanchen shouted indifferently, the barbarian king Tryndamere was furious, holding the ancestral knife tightly, he swung it towards Xuanchen in an instant.

The corner of Xuanchen's mouth raised a sneer, and the dragon-slaying sword was blocked in front of him.

Barbarian King Tryndamere bared his teeth and shouted loudly, the Ancestral Knife collided with the Dragon Slayer Knife, and a powerful wave of air was instantly shaken.

cluck cluck...

The ancestral knife trembled, as if it was about to collapse into pieces under the sharp dragon-slaying sword...

Barbarian King Tryndamere also felt something strange, but if it was too late to withdraw his sword now, he could only bite the bullet and fight Xuan Chen.

"Oh, you're still too weak..." Xuan Chen smiled lightly, and then lightly swiped the dragon-slaying sword...

I saw the ancestral knife held tightly by the barbarian king Tryndamere was instantly scratched...

Then there was only a crisp sound.

The ancestral knife immediately turned into pieces and scattered on the ground...

The barbarian King Tryndamere looked at it with a distressed face, but he couldn't regain his senses for a long time. He could only watch helplessly as his ancestral knife turned into pieces and scattered in front of his feet...
(End of this chapter)