Twin martial souls, full level charm, enchantress please respect yourself

Luo Fanchen shook his head calmly: "Not so much as twice."

King Tianwu's expression softened slightly and he reassured: "It doesn't matter, it would be great to break the limit once."

and many more!

Why should I appease him? How has this kid become a monster?

Luo Fanchen hesitated and said: "Probably, probably, almost, the limit has been broken three times?"

"what?"

"three times???"

"You broke it three times??"

King Tianwu's expression froze and he almost choked on his saliva.

His eyes stared at Luo Fanchen.

He suspected that this kid was faking it, and he had proof!

But he really did it.

Breaking the limit three times, at least he, the emperor of the empire, has never heard of it.

Sure enough, those who dote on their daughters will be rewarded.

The old father's mood was like this: He thought his daughter would bring back a will-o'-the-wisp boy, a little yellow-haired Erluzi, but he didn't expect the "Golden Legend" to be given.

King Tianwu suppressed his shock and kept a straight face. He didn't want to see this kid get complacent: "If you want to show off, just say so. What does your kid's uncertain tone mean?"

Luo Fanchen said honestly: "Well... I'm not sure how the number of times you refer to breaking the limit is accumulated."

"You kid are confused, there is something in this thing that you can't check."

King Tianwu looked disgusted and waved his hand casually.

Smiling, his body suddenly trembled, his neck turned stiffly to Luo Fanchen, and his mouth opened and closed mechanically:

"When you said three times, didn't you mean that a level 10 soul master broke the limit once, a level 20 soul master broke the limit once, and a level 30 great soul master broke the limit once?"

"Forehead……"

Luo Fanchen suddenly realized, "Is this how we should check?"

King Tianwu's body shook wildly, and the fingers under his dragon robe twitched.

Oh my God?

What does this kid mean by this?

"You...how many times have you broken the limit? Could it be that in every realm..." King Tianwu was vibrating when he spoke, and he couldn't believe his guess.

"Cough cough."

Luo Fanchen was really afraid that he would twitch when he got excited. Even though the opponent was a ninth-level boss, it was really scary to see him staring at someone and wanting to eat him.

"Just think of it three times. Three times is pretty good."

too crazy.

King Tianwu was overwhelmed with thoughts and already had an accurate guess.

Others may pursue a lifelong pursuit of breaking physical limits, but this guy can do it as easily as eating and drinking cold water? Do you want to let others live?

How about your father-in-law kowtow to you now? Otherwise, the son-in-law will not be able to get a stable income.

King Tianwu still wanted to be shameless, pretending to be calm and showing off his elders' demeanor, and patted Luo Fanchen's shoulder affectionately: "Okay, I wish you a good time tomorrow. Have a good time."

Luo Fanchen shrugged helplessly: "I hope so."

"I didn't even break out a drop of sweat today. The wind was so strong in the ring that my body was chilled."

King Tianwu's mouth twitched and he couldn't listen anymore: "Go, go, go!!"

Luo Fanchen smiled apologetically and said, "Isn't this a joke on you?"

The problem is that King Tianwu feels that this guy is not joking and is really stating the facts.

Thanks to his own player, otherwise he would have died of soreness.

Before King Tianwu left the house, he turned around and said, "You can use whatever means you have tomorrow. If anything happens, just blame it on me. I will take care of it."

Luo Fanchen said with a smile: "King Wu treats me like a father. I am so grateful that I can give you a kowtow!"

"roll roll roll."

King Tianwu waved his hand "impatiently": "I can't bear it. Your boy is born to be rebellious. If you kowtow, I am afraid that my life will be shortened."

The bamboo door is closed, and the room returns to darkness and silence.

Luo Fanchen turned his head, looked at the flawless moonlight slipping through the gap in the wooden window, and sighed deeply.

"The long night is long, and it's hard for a lonely bird to sing."

If King Tianwu hadn't been guarding the second floor like a thief, he would have gone up to the third floor for pre-match warm-up exercises.

It doesn't matter, "good" and "evil" will eventually be "rewarded".

Old father-in-law! There will always be times when you are not around.

Luo Fanchen called out Qinglian,

Looking at the seven-inch rhizome that exudes a special smell, I rubbed my eyebrows and felt a little worried.

It seems that the new round of evolution is almost completed.

The supply of Source Stone has been cut off.

After arriving at the Imperial City, he collected Source Stones with the help of King Tianwu and King Yan, only to discover that the Source Stones in the city had been bought by a mysterious financial owner within a few years.

After asking around, I got a rumor that this person might be from the Imperial Palace.

The map points to the Imperial Palace, and the Source Stone may also be in the Imperial Palace, so how can we get in?

Luo Fanchen started drawing drawings based on his memory, planning to go to the street in disguise tomorrow to buy some needlework and come back to lay out his plan in advance.

On the second floor of the Imperial Palace, the elegantly decorated bedroom was dark and dull.

Jian Yixing and Jian Jiujue, the father and son of the Seven-Star Longyuan Sect, are reviewing their relationship.

"Jiu Jue, what do you think of today's battle?"

Jian Jiujue frowned and said: "If I lose, I lose. The sword holder's mood fluctuates, allowing the other party to seize the opportunity and take advantage of the loophole. That means I should lose."

Jian Yixing nodded with satisfaction: "Very good, don't underestimate any opponent you meet in the future."

"clear."

Jian Jiujue nodded, his sword eyes restrained.

"If we meet again next time, I will definitely not give Na Luo Fanchen any chance to perform."

"No matter how many schemes he makes, I will kill him with one sword."

Jian Yixing clapped his hands and nodded: "Good."

"Na Luo Fanchen is worse than all of you in terms of support and strategy, which is amazing, but his strength is still far inferior to you and Na Ye Wudao."

"If you have this awareness during the day, it will be difficult to lose."

The wooden sword placed on Jian Jiujue's knees hummed as he sat cross-legged, eager to vent.

On the first floor of the emperor, in the luxurious and extravagant palace.

"Father, Grandpa Huang really didn't blame me for my poor performance during the day?"

Ye Wudao looked in front of him in surprise.

Prince Ye Fuyao not only took a sip of tea slowly, but also stood up from his chair and said quietly:

"Are you sure of winning the competition tomorrow?"

Ye Wudao said angrily: "You can't doubt your minister's strength just because of today's defeat."

"It was that guy who cheated today, otherwise how could he win?"

"Tomorrow I will definitely suppress him."

The prince shook his head and admonished: "There are some things you really need to learn from that kid. You are the emperor's grandson. Being brave is not enough. You need to be resourceful."

Ye Wudao's green vertical pupils bloomed with pride, and his hair was flying:

"Conspiracies and calculations are all heresy after all, and only strength is the king."

"When the difference in strength is too large, there is no use in calculating."

"No matter who he is, I will still defeat all laws with my strength."

Prince Ye Fuyao rubbed his eyebrows: "You didn't listen at all to what my father said."

Ye Wudaofa asked: "Father, a truly strong man would disdain to engage in those conspiracies and schemes like Luo Fanchen, right?"

Ye Fuyao didn't know whether to give some advice or not.

Is it possible that the stronger and more senior a person is, the more they like yin people?

If a child says a few words and becomes unhappy, he may start fighting.

But adults usually have a smile on their faces, but in their hearts they are trying to stab people in the back, and they are all scheming, and the methods are more labor-saving and easier to use.

In the third floor of the emperor's palace, Meng Shang was begging the sect leader:

"You can't just go through the back door, run it, and let your son meet Naluo Fanchen in advance tomorrow."

"I'm so frustrated today. I'll give that kid a good beating tomorrow and eliminate him. I think I can make those two guys Jian Jiujue and Ye Wudao faint."

Mao Buliu said with a smile: "You have a good idea to become famous by winning the team competition."

"Yeah, kill two birds with one stone." Meng Shang smiled.

"Snapped!"

Meng Shang covered his head and looked puzzled: "Why did you suddenly hit me?"

"idiot."

Meng Buliu turned his face and cursed: "That boy looks too evil, please stay away from me."

"What did dad teach you? When you go out to hang out and see an opponent whose trump cards are unknown, stay away even if they look weak. Be careful of capsizing."

Meng Shang rubbed his head and said aggrievedly: "It's been like this today, what else can he have up his sleeve?"

"That's it."

"With all my firepower, can I still fall into the hands of the support?"

Meng Buliu lifted his legs and took off his shoes, raised them high, and said in one movement, "You brat, don't force me to slap you with the soles of my shoes."

Meng Shang shrank his neck and said, "You are the father. I listen to you. Isn't it okay to just listen to you?"

The gangster's expression softened slightly,

Meng Shang whispered: "You said we have been together for twenty years. I have always called you dad and you called me son. Are you tired of it? It's time for us brothers to change."

The hooligan didn't show any excitement as he threw out the sole of his shoe.

"You traitor! Stop competing, I'll beat you to death!"

In the fifth floor of the Emperor,

All the people from Kuangyan City and Xiaoyu City gathered together.

Most of the team members were wearing bandages, suffering from serious injuries that were difficult to recover from, and they were all dejected.

Haven't gotten over the shadow of failure.

Mad King and Rain King glanced at the defeated soldiers in the hall, and the smiling and sarcastic faces of King Tianwu and Luo Fanchen appeared in their minds, "Shame, what a shame, what a shame!"

The mad king threw the teacup angrily, making all the team members tremble in fear.

"Fen Fury, get out!!"

A hairless figure with extensive burns walked up staggeringly.

Rain King squinted his eyes: "Where is Miao Shark?"

"My lord, I am here."

A weak voice came from the ground. Miao Shark was lying on a stretcher with bandages all over his body.

"Whizzing!"

At the same time, the two kings each took out a grain of light from their hands.

Miao Shark and Fennu each had a red and blue elixir suspended in front of them.

Rain King said: "These are the Fire Hell Pill and Water Evil Pill specially prepared by Mad King and I for you. After taking them, you can activate your full potential and break through the previous combat power."

"Thank you, King Yu, thank you, Mr. Kuang King!"

Fennu and Miaosha were overjoyed, and the other team members cast envious glances.

"Go down."

"Tomorrow, the king will find a way for you to meet Naluo Fanchen. You must kill him!"

Fennu and Miaosha nodded vigorously.

After they all left, Mad King turned his head and asked hesitantly: "Is it effective for Luo boy to restrain the power of water and fire and let them go up?"

Rain King smiled softly and said, "I don't even expect how these two losers will behave."

"I have poisoned the insides of these two elixirs. Doesn't Luo Fanchen like to suck them? Then let him suck them as much as he can."

"Because you poisoned yourself by sucking on others, then it's our fault, right?"

The Mad King hesitated: "Then they also took the elixir, wouldn't it be..."

The Rain King didn't care and sneered:

"If you die, you will die. We have lost such a big face. Being poisoned to death will be an advantage for them. Being able to take away Luo Fanchen can also be considered as atonement."

"You are terrible."

"No poison, no husband."

"That kid offended the wrong person if he offended you."

The Rain King and the Mad King looked at each other and laughed.

Also in the Emperor Liu Pavilion,

The great elder of the Great Wilderness Purple Air Sect called Lin Qianjue to the room alone.

"Qianjue, if you meet Na Luo boy tomorrow, I will allow you to unblock the animal patterns on your face."

Lin Qianjue hesitated: "I'm afraid I'll go crazy and beat that kid to death."

"The eldest lady will be sad."

The great elder angrily rebuked: "You bastard, I'll have a chance if I beat you to death."

"If he doesn't die, you will have no chance in your life."

Lin Qianjue hesitated and said, "Then he may live in the heart of the eldest lady forever. The living can never compare to the dead."

"What? Do you have an old man who understands feelings?" The elder blew his beard angrily and glared.

Lin Qianjue wanted to ask, why are you still single even though you are seventy or eighty years old?

But he didn't dare talk back.

"I will do whatever you tell me and I will definitely win."

In the early morning of the next day, the red sun rose.

The bright sun shone on the huge and magnificent fighting arena, which was crowded with people. Two hundred thousand spectators could not wait to take their seats, waiting for the start of the individual fighting competition.

Players from major royal cities entered the arena one after another, triggering cheers from the audience.