Quick Travel: Save the poor little villain

How could Feng Zian endure it? If this continues, all the warriors from the North Wind Kingdom will be wiped out before the final battle!

"Lord of the country!"

He stood up and took a few steps to run up to the high platform where the king was sitting. He was dissatisfied and vicious, "Are you just watching them kill people? It's just a competition. Is it too cruel to kill them directly?"

The leader of the Yuncang Kingdom almost cursed him on the spot. This won't work, and that won't work either. If you were strong, would you let them go?

But Feng Zian was still the most favored prince in the Beifeng Kingdom after all. If this really led to the conflict between the two countries, there was no need. He looked at Jin Chen on the other side and asked.

"No more killing in the next match, just get out of the ring. What do you think?"

Jin Chen glanced at the frustrated Feng Zian with slight contempt, "Okay, since it is the First Prince Beifeng who is pleading hard, then Jin can only agree."

The god begged with all his strength, but with just such a word he almost became so angry that Feng Zian vomited blood.

The last group today is Tingyang and Fengwu.

As soon as he came on stage, Tingyang saw this man smiling sinisterly and cunningly, and his eyes were very uncomfortable, like a poisonous snake, with a sticky and sinister feel.

Feng Wu cupped his fists and saluted him, but his head didn't move. His triangular eyes were still staring straight at Ting Yang.

In the audience, Ye Susu recognized who this person was and secretly thought it was bad.

"This Feng Wu is a member of the Yin Snake Sect. His martial arts are famous for being feminine and cunning. He can just restrain Ting Yang's zombie skills."

As soon as these words came out, the friends all sat up straight, and everyone had some worry in their eyes.

As soon as the battle began, Tingyang vaguely discovered this problem. Feng Wu was not surprised at all when the zombie skin appeared. Instead, he had a more strategic smile, and then the attack became softer.

This made Tingyang's every move feel like a punch on cotton.

There was even a faint hissing sound that could only be made by Snake Xinzi.

Realizing that Tingyang was slowing down in receiving moves, Feng Wu increased his speed. His arms were like flexible poisonous snakes, and his moves struck directly at the heart and abdomen.

"puff--"

Tingyang couldn't avoid it and was stabbed, flying backwards and hitting the ground hard. He turned his head and spit out a mouthful of blood.

The audience immediately exclaimed. This is the first person in Tianxuan Kingdom to be so seriously injured.

"Tingyang! Be careful!"

Tingyang heard the shouts of Lan Wuhuang and Wanzhou, and rose up to attack again. His arms and fists were like fierce steel rods, and he rushed towards Feng Wu. The two figures were mixed together in an instant, and they had already passed ten times in just a few seconds. A few tricks.

Snake Shadow's hand was fast and soft, and when he poked Tingyang's heart again, he used a lot of force. He spun at a tricky angle, turned Tingyang over and landed on the ground, smashing his cheek against the ground, and the ring made a bang.

"Huh heh heh." Feng Wu leaned over to look at him, his tone mocking, "Zombies can't do more than that."

After he finished speaking, he took advantage of Tingyang's weakness and unable to get up, raised his foot and stepped on his neck, twisting and turning with force.

"It's a pity that I can't kill you, but it doesn't matter..." Feng Wu heard the growl from Tingyang's throat, and his smile became brighter, and his low voice sounded like a threat, "Anyway, the eldest prince didn't fight you to leave alive."

Tingyang was hit twice in the heart, and his consciousness was in a daze. He could still hear the shouts of his friends in the audience, telling him to save his life. Keep him alive, and Brother Jin is here.

Such a scene reminded Tingyang of the scene three years ago.

Three years ago, he fell into a pile of corpses like trash, and only Brother Jin was still killing enemies.

Will he still be this useless person hiding behind Brother Jin three years later?

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

Tingyang burst out roaring, his muscles all over his body were tense and congested with blood. Perhaps because of hatred, the strength that had disappeared came back again. He suddenly stood up from the ground and kicked Feng Wu away with a stunned look.

He attacked fiercely again, but he didn't attack blindly without purpose. He used the acupuncture points to gain strength, and then used the magic weapon given by Jin Chen to attack fiercely.

Feng Wu was hit on his acupuncture points one after another, his whole body was numb, and he was horrified in his heart. When he was hiding, his peripheral vision glanced at Feng Zian's gloomy face, and he understood that even if he couldn't win, he couldn't lose this point, otherwise the eldest prince would definitely punish him heavily.

Feng Wu knew what was going on, and retreated to the edge of the ring, then suddenly pulled Tingyang's collar and turned over.

"Holy shit!" Tingyang exclaimed, and was already pulled down from the ring. The two of them rolled down at the same time. This game was considered a draw.

"Are you sick!"

Tingyang cursed angrily and wanted to fight. Both of them vomited blood from the corners of their mouths and were covered in dust.

The guards guarding the ring immediately separated the two men and asked them to return to the resting area.

Lan Wuhuang and Wanzhou immediately caught Tingyang, who was unsteady in his steps. Si Ning had already prepared a pile of medicine, and Tingyang collapsed on the wooden chair, weak and angry.

"It's his grandma's fault. I will definitely kill him in the combined competition!"

Lan Wuyang patted his shoulder to comfort him, "Don't worry, brother, we will definitely win. We won by four points today, and Beifeng Kingdom didn't get a single point!"

At the end of the game, Lord Yuncang said a few words casually and asked everyone to go back to rest and prepare for the second game tomorrow.

Sure enough, when I met the people from Beifeng Kingdom on the road, everyone was in a sluggish mood, no longer as proud and complacent as when they came, like a defeated rooster.

Feng Zian paused and stared at everyone, especially Jin Chen gloomily.

However, Tianxuan's team didn't look sideways. Jinchen hugged Xie Yuancheng and left without even looking at Feng Zian.

Feng Zian could only resist his anger from behind, and then kicked the people in the team to vent his anger.

late at night.

The Tianxuan team gathered in Jinchen's room to discuss tactics for tomorrow.

Xie Yuancheng's nerves were tense all day today and he felt sleepy early. He lay in Jinchen's arms and fell asleep listening to their voices.

"The three dead men will play tomorrow. We don't know their specific strength yet, so we should save our energy for the battle the day after tomorrow."

Listening to Jinchen's words, Xie Beiyao asked doubtfully, "Then what should we do? Shouldn't we participate in tomorrow's game?"

As Jin Chen spoke, he gently stroked the back of the person in his arms with his palms, and spoke in a casual tone, "Just keep two points tomorrow. No matter who is facing the three dead men, jump off the ring after the test. Don't give them any chance to take advantage of them." machine."

Si Ning threw out the poison, "I'll poison them to death."

Her tone was cold and quiet, which made people feel chilly.

Jin Chen raised his eyes and looked at her, "The dead soldiers of Beifeng Kingdom have all been trained in poison. Although your poison is effective, it will inevitably consume a lot of money and will be seen through."

Si Ning thought calmly for a while, nodded, and took the poison back.

After the discussion, the rest of the people left the room and went back early to rest and recharge their batteries.