Age of Heroes, 10-game winning streak

It used to look pretty good, but now it doesn’t look good at all.

The Tyrant said calmly, "Don't accuse me of bullying you by not giving you a chance. If you can withstand three of my attacks, I will retreat."

Tao Rusu gritted her teeth: "Shameless!"

A fifth-level saint, let alone three moves, even one move is enough to overturn the world!

Tyrant added: "I will suppress my realm to the fourth level."

The Black Evil Archer said, "At the fifth level, even if we lower our realm, there is still a huge gap between the two sides."

"So what?" Tyrant said coldly, "How else can you show your strength? I heard you have some connection with Huang Qixia. Why not let me see your potential?"

I am at the mercy of others. The demands made by the tyrant are excessive, but I have to accept them.

Tao Rusu said nervously, "Ignore him."

Bai Yu thought for a moment and said, "If you win, you can take her away, but if I win, I won't get anything. I'm at a huge disadvantage."

Isn't this America's void card making trick?

First raise tariffs and then make demands, and then lower them after the demands are met. The main point is shamelessness.

The Tyrant's eyes changed slightly. It was interesting that he dared to put forward conditions to him.

He casually threw the book in his hand and said, "Is this enough?"

Worried about something, Tao Rusu took the initiative to reach out and take the book. It was an ancient book, and the words on its cover were - 'Qinglong Dian'

"Isn't this Azure Dragon Classic the dragon clan's treasured book?" The Black Evil Archer came over to take a look.

"Strictly speaking, this is a handwritten copy from five hundred years ago, and it's almost identical to the original copy compiled by the Dragon Emperor himself." The Tyrant said, "I can give it to you regardless of whether you win or lose. How about it?"

"Not enough." Bai Yu shook his head. "What use do I have for the Azure Dragon Codex? You were planning to give this to Tao Rusu, right? She's clearly the Dragon Emperor's direct descendant."

The exposed tyrant was not embarrassed at all: "What do you want?"

"I promise to take three of your attacks... No matter what the outcome, you must return her to me safe and sound."

Tyrant sneered: "Do you think I want to kill her?"

"I don't trust anything a person like you says." Bai Yu said, "If you dare to be so cruel, I guarantee you will regret it!" He raised his voice, "Please ask the Penglai Island Master to be a witness!"

The sound echoed in the air, but no one responded.

But no one knows whether the owner of Penglai Island is watching.

It is said that there are gods above our heads. A great man who can live for thousands of years can be considered a demigod on earth.

Zhen Shifang nodded and said, "Okay."

The Black Evil Archer was shocked and speechless. Three moves? This was pure suicidal behavior.

Bai Yu let go of his hand, looked at the girl with mist in her eyes, and whispered, "Believe me."

Tao Rusu pursed her lips, feeling self-blaming and powerless.

She felt that she might as well agree to leave with Tyrant.

She can be Bai Yu's regret, but she cannot be his disaster.

Why is it always like this?

Is she not strong enough, or is she not qualified enough to share the responsibility with him?

She didn't understand why fate was so cruel, always forcing her to watch the person she loved bleed and get hurt at the closest distance, but she could do nothing.

"Why..." Tao Rusu asked. There was no relationship between them, at least not now.

"Why?" Bai Yu asked, "Don't you want to take responsibility?"

"Responsible?"

"Since we've kissed each other, of course I have to take responsibility." Bai Yu said as a matter of course.

Tao Rusu was stunned.

that's all?

That's all?

Is it that simple?

Bai Yu said frankly, it’s that simple.

Tao Rusu suddenly burst into laughter, and for a moment, all her worries disappeared.

After she approached, she kissed him on the cheek in front of several people: "I will...come on."

Bai Yu walked forward to the next step and clasped his fists towards Tyrant.

"Sir, please give me some advice!"

Chapter 399 Clouds move in all directions

Phoenix Terrace.

The sea of clouds is a bit noisy today.

Ups and downs.

The scenery that used to be characterized by gentle breezes and calm waters is now full of turbulent winds and clouds.

Feng Wuwu, who was taking a nap under a tree, was originally half asleep when she suddenly lost her balance.

She saw Huang Qixia standing up under the ancient tree.

At this time, another gust of wind blew, stirring up her three thousand black hair. The wind was not only noisy, but even a bit violent and overbearing, making the corners of her clothes rustle.

She is like an ancient tree on a cliff, growing stubbornly despite hundreds of years of wind and rain.

The sea of clouds fluctuates.

The tree wants to be calm and the wind does not stop.

Feng Wuwu was blown over and covered her dizzy head. She asked curiously, "Is there a typhoon?"

Even if it is a typhoon, it is impossible to reach Fenghuangtai, as this is an inland high-altitude area.

Huang Qixia closed her eyes, and the turbulent waves calmed down a little, but the sea of clouds still rose and fell.

She turned around and said, "Go back and rest."

"Don't you want to read it?"

"It's going to rain." Huang Qixia walked towards the residence.

Even Feng Wuwu, no matter how slow-witted he was, could see that Huang Qixia no longer had the mood to look at the sea of clouds.

Even if she doesn't look at the clouds on weekdays, she will sit cross-legged here and meditate.

I have also developed a new hobby recently, which is to use information terminals to browse external information. The only website I have collected is the Penglai Forum.

It rarely leaves the tree except at mealtimes and sleeping times.

The two cute little disciples asked after seeing Feng Wuwu, "Auntie, Senior Sister Huang looks scary."

Feng Wuwu picked up the two little ones and said, "She's not in a good mood, let's not disturb her."

Huang Qixia returned to her room and sat quietly, biting her lower lip slightly: "Why, I feel a little uneasy..."

She clenched her right fist and pressed it against her heart.

"Now, it's not time yet."

"Unless you break your destiny, you will never be canonized."

The feeling of palpitations kept lingering around her. After a long time, she turned on her cell phone. At this time, there was already a heavy rain, thunder and lightning outside the window.

In the dim light of her cell phone, she found the chat software and opened the few friend lists. After clicking, she looked at the blank chat history.

She pursed her lips.

She had never thought in her life that she would take the initiative to chat with others to relieve her emotions. She thought for a long time before choosing the words and typing them.

Love watching the sea of clouds: Hello, are you there?

……

Fuso, Edo.

On the top floor of a rather luxurious wooden high-rise, an old man was drinking alone by the window.

Bai Potian was wearing a kimono that didn't fit him well, and his burly figure couldn't be concealed by the clothes.

According to common sense, he should have returned to Rome on the ghost ship by now.

Because of the rewriting of the past, Bai Potian twenty years ago had the opportunity to visit Fusang, a country he had always looked down upon.

When I came here, I met people from the same town who had traveled thousands of miles to fight, and some things happened.

Before he left, he also dealt with a few families and unknowingly drove a few nails into the ground.

Although the industries far away in Rome cannot provide any resources for Fuso, its own military force is an excellent deterrent.

There are very few fifth-level people in Fusang, and they are basically hiding in their own territories. They will not come out unless there is unrest in the Shadow World, and will lie in the divine palace and be served.

Bai Potian discovered that although Fusang was poor in various ways, it had one advantage.

That is, it is easy to take root here. Fuso's internal management is relatively chaotic, the territory is not large but the interests are seriously conflicting.

Fuso can also serve as a transit station, where the ghost ship even has a port where it can officially dock.

He was originally a businessman, and since it was profitable and effortless, he supported several declining underworld families.

Fuso has only done so five times in the past twenty years, and it has done quite well, developing well on its own without requiring much effort.

Each time I pass by and stay there, it usually lasts only ten days or half a month. It can be said that it was an unexpected success.

But here, being in the underworld means being at the bottom of society, with almost no room for upward mobility. It's the end of the road.

He met the heads of these families today and noticed that their attitudes had changed significantly, but Bai Potian didn't care.

He had no intention of investing more energy here. He had only acted as a protective umbrella on a whim. It had been twenty years now. If this group of people insisted on risking their lives to get a hereditary Chinese title, that was their own choice.

After living in this Kabuki building for a week, he was already a little bored. He really couldn't appreciate the geishas in Japan. They shaved their eyebrows, painted them white, and painted their teeth black... It was simply creepy. After seeing it once, he never wanted to drink any flower wine again.

Strictly speaking, the old man did nothing except borrowing the name, and of course he never confiscated treasures or beauties. At most, he provided drinks and accommodation without paying. If other gangsters or even the Wu family heard about it, they would probably be shocked. What a selfless spirit of dedication.

In the final analysis, he simply doesn't care and doesn't look down on it.

Today they came specially to treat him to drinks and brought a lot of gifts. They seemed to be from a family called Fujiwara or something, and they came all the way from Kyoto. Their fearful and trepidatious attitude was really annoying.

The old man drank alone and was too lazy to say a word.

Not long after leaving, he began to miss his grandson again. He had to wait another half a year before he could see his handsome grandson who had grown up in Rome.

Fujiwara said cautiously, "We want this honorable canonized saint to be a witness..."

Bai Potian didn't listen to a word that was said.

Suddenly, his expression changed.

The old man slammed the wine glass to the ground, and it shattered with a bang.

His voice was like thunder, and with a roar, the sky and clouds changed color in an instant, and thunder appeared out of nowhere in the clear sky with a bright moon.

The Fujiwara clan, who already had difficulty speaking, was so frightened that their legs trembled even more. They immediately kowtowed and knelt down, thinking that they had said something wrong to anger this saint who was notorious throughout Daxia.

"Zhen Shifang, you are so brave!"

Bai Potian really broke through the sky and flew up to a thousand meters in the air, gazing far into the distance towards Penglai.

"How dare you attack the younger generation!"

The old man was furious: "Do you think I dare not fight you again across thousands of miles?"

How did Bai Potian know about this?

As a calligrapher, he naturally has a way.

After looking at his grandson, how could he not leave any backup plan?

But this backup plan is far from enough to stop the Overlord who is also one of the Ten Evils.

The two had fought across thousands of miles before and were too familiar with each other to be noticed if they took action.