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

At midnight, the stars appear,

The silver-moon jade pot was turned upside down, pouring silvery light like water onto the fighting arena.

The emperor's grandson Ye Wudao stepped onto the ring forcefully and spoke coldly, shocking the entire audience.

Everyone's eyes moved away from Luo Fanchen and stared at Ye Wudao on the field. The young man's green eyes were majestic and indifferent.

Anyone who sees it will say, what a young emperor, with the appearance of a heavenly being.

Luo Fanchen has not yet taken the stage, but more than 100,000 spectators have already concluded that Ye Wudao is about to win without any suspense.

A person's name, the shadow of a tree.

Ye Wudao was already famous all over the world in the last competition.

Gold lists belonging to Ye Wudao's name are posted in every major city in the empire. Who in the Canglong Empire knows about this direct descendant of the royal family.

It was even clearer that the emperor's grandson didn't care at all whether he could win the top prize in martial arts at home, but was aiming for the world championship. The audience was not optimistic about Luo Fanchen as a challenger.

The Soul Saint-level referee also smiled at the emperor's grandson Ye Wudao and immediately obeyed the call:

"Qianlong City, contestant Luo Fanchen please come on stage!"

Ye Wudao was waiting on the ring. The referee shouted for a long time and found that Luo Fanchen hadn't entered the ring yet.

He and the audience looked at the Qianlong City waiting area in surprise.

He found that Luo Fanchen was leisurely eating the moist lychees peeled out by Ye Youling's green fingers, and on the other side was the sweet and sour bayberry brought to his lips by Princess Ye Xiying.

The mouth is full.

I can't eat it, I can't eat it at all.

Emperor Sundao's heart was almost unstable.

The referees and spectators all had blue veins on their foreheads and black lines on their faces. They couldn't help but complain:

"This guy actually has the time to flirt with a girl?"

"The mentality is really good. He is not afraid at all. Is he ready to go up and surrender?"

The big guys in the sky didn't mean to blame it, but found it interesting.

The gangster opened his mouth and said with greed: "This boy is very lucky."

"Shhhhh!!"

King Tianwu, Lin Dingtian and King Yan all looked at Meng Buliu.

A pair of talking eyes seems to be saying, you are the only one with a long mouth, right?

Soon, King Tianwu and King Yan looked at each other. It seemed like something strange had gotten in between us just now. They looked sideways at Lin Dingtian.

It's none of your business, Lin Dingtian, to mention Luo Fanchen.

Sect Leader Lin looked at his nose with his eyes and his heart with his nose, happily pretending to be dumbfounded.

"Enjoy it, as much as you enjoy it now, you will be beaten as hard as you can when you go on stage."

The mad king had a ferocious smile on his face, unable to vent his depressed mood for a long time. He was almost suffocated by Luo Fanchen and even dreamed of seeing Luo Fanchen get beaten up.

Rain King nodded and asserted:

"This son is bound to be defeated. The emperor's grandson's magical skills cannot be solved by him no matter what."

Prince Ye Fuyao frowned when he saw Luo Fanchen's leisurely posture.

He opened his mouth towards the field below and said:

"Luo Fanchen, don't mess around in the arena. Come on stage and join the battle."

Luo Fanchen was dissatisfied. He was well versed in the ways of the world, but that didn't mean he didn't have a stubborn temper.

Obviously the time between games is set, but just because the emperor and grandson want to compete in advance, he can advance it at will?

Who is messing around? Who is exercising the privilege?

Of course, Luo Fanchen would not ask for fairness on other people's territory, shouting curses or anything like that. On the one hand, he wanted to die, and on the other hand, he had no grace.

and so……

He raised his hands in the air and said with a smile: "I'm sorry, Your Highness, it's my first time to participate in such a big competition. Seeing that I am about to win the first place, I feel a little excited."

"So I was thinking in advance about what kind of victory speech I would give later, otherwise I would be nervous and embarrassed when the game was over, so I was stunned."

Prince Ye Fuyao looked stunned and dull.

Even though he had a lot of experience, he was immediately put off by Luo Fanchen's speech.

The Canglong Emperor, who had been silent and seemed to have no sense of existence, and whose breath was not released, opened and closed his eyes slightly, and seemed to take a deep look at Luo Fanchen.

The other vassal kings, sect leaders, and the more than 200,000 spectators outside the venue had equally subtle expressions, as if tens of millions of wild boars were trampling and galloping through their hearts.

"This……"

Lin Dingtian was heartbroken: "This speech has nothing to do with Lao Liu."

"My sect master has made a mistake. Is this guy a pretentious monster wearing the skin of a sixth man?"

King Tianwu and King Yan covered their mouths and snickered, they couldn't help it.

"Lao Yan, look at the prince like that, it's like eating dog shit."

"Hahaha, my niece and son-in-law are awesome! They are too much for my liking."

"Get out! That's my son-in-law."

The personal relationship between the two kings is quite good.

But when faced with the question about Luo Fanchen, the boat of friendship suddenly overturns.

The audience burst into noisy discussions.

"I wonder, where does this Luo player get the confidence to be so arrogant?"

"Have you prepared your championship declaration?"

"Isn't this just looking for a beating? To be honest, even though I am a little black guy, I really have to admit that Luo Fanchen is awesome. A support has come here, but compared with Di Sun, he is really not on the same level. players."

The female fans in the audience were unhappy and showed nymphomaniac faces:

"What level? Compared with our noble and handsome Prince Wu Dao?"

"Who knows Jimei? This Luo Fanchen has to give an acceptance speech before the battle. Can he be the opponent of His Highness? I'm so humble!!!"

"That's right. If nothing else is said, His Highness's magical skill that weakens 90% of his combat power will make anyone who enters the ring have to kneel down."

"Arrogance comes with a price."

For a time, the gentlemen of the Imperial City and the anti-fans of various royal cities frantically begged Ye Wudao to teach Luo Fanchen how to be a good man. Their voices continued to grow louder and louder.

It completely drowned out the cheers of the people in Qianlong City, making them appear weak and weak.

People always like to see the counterattack drama of the weak defeating the strong.

But they don’t like to see the people around them surpass themselves by a large margin and counterattack.

Why do you suddenly become so awesome in a city that is also a weak player?

Doesn’t it make us look useless?

Amidst the unfavorable voices in the audience,

Ye Wudao's eyes were stern, his expression was unhappy, and he was obviously angry.

Pointing his finger at Luo Fanchen: "You are very arrogant. I hope you have the capital to be arrogant."

"The trump cards you have revealed are not enough."

"but you……"

"Do you still have a trump card?"

Ye Wudao smiled, and all the gentlemen in the Imperial City also laughed.

A level 40 supporter has reached the finals, no matter how powerful he is, what trump card can he have?

Isn't that a joke.

At this time, Sister Ye Xi said nothing, and Miao Teng'er, Ye Longhe and other "adopted daughters" and "adopted sons" all watched Luo Fanchen walk towards the ring with light in their eyes.

Even the hot girl princess who used to be fierce and straightforward in the past was rare and quiet at this time. She turned a deaf ear to the boos outside the court and did not reply because she believed in the man she had recognized from the beginning.

Her beautiful eyes looked around, as if she wanted to remember the arrogant faces of the imperial city gentlemen, the Jimei people, and the black men. The princess shook her head and smiled, as bright as a flower:

"Today is destined to be a sleepless night for many people."

Ye Youling nodded: "They will probably never forget tonight."

Luo Fanchen walked under the ring and bumped into a stunning figure as if by coincidence.

Lin Shengyi, the third in the empire and known as the number one goddess in this competition, had cold eyes and an ethereal voice. She asked in a very calm voice:

"Luo Fanchen, how confident are you against Ye Wudao?"

"Not even 10% sure."

"Ok?"

Lin Shengyi's eyes narrowed for a moment, then he said calmly and comfortingly: "It's already great that our support can come this far. That guy's weakening skills are indeed comparable to divine skills."

Luo Fanchen pretended to be surprised: "Aren't you asking about my certainty of losing?"

Lin Shengyi's eyes were stunned, and he was immediately confused.

Normal people must think about the winning rate. Isn't this guy just teasing fools?

so bad!

She gritted her teeth tightly, wishing she could milk this guy to death.

Luo Fanchen ignored those angry beautiful eyes and raised his eyebrows: "Ms. Lin, are you concerned about me?"

"Master Luo, I think you may be thinking too much."

Lin Shengyi looked upright and said righteously:

"Simply because my god sister hopes you can win, and I'm afraid she'll be sad."

"Oh."

Luo Fanchen nodded, and then walked up the stairs of the arena.

After taking a few steps, he suddenly turned back and pointed at Lin Shengyi's feet and said quickly:

"Fairy Lin, stop picking your toes, the soles of your shoes will leak!!"

Lin Shengyi's pupils shrank, and he lowered his head subconsciously, only to find a pair of tender lotus feet inside the white stockings, still intactly wrapped in the embroidered shoes.

When she looked up, she happened to see Luo Fanchen winking at her.

I couldn't help but become angry and angry, feeling that I was being fooled. Why is this stinky man always playing tricks on others.

Noticing that there were people looking at people in the sky and in the distance, Lin Shengyi said angrily:

"What nonsense are you talking about!!"

"I'm just telling you nonsense. My pair of spiritual eyes are fake. I can't see through my shoes."

Luo Fanchen came on stage with a big smile, his back looking cool and elegant.

The entire audience was almost mad. Is this guy still in the mood to flirt with girls?

Is it the goddess of their dreams that they are flirting with?

Damn it!

Lin Dingtian looked at his daughter, who was at odds with her usual calm and calm attitude, and the ominous premonition in his heart became stronger.

No way……

Prince Ye Fuyao's eyes flashed coldly,

This is his planned daughter-in-law. What does this kid want to do?

As for the emperor's grandson Ye Wudao, he saw the scheduled goddess flirting with others.

There is quite a feeling of being greened, and anger is burning in my heart.

Blow him up! !

He must be brutally tortured in front of everyone in the world. Who dares to flirt with this guy?