blood contract

"That's true. But there is one thing. No one dares to assert the true existence of the inherited technique. However, once the news comes out, the authenticity will be greatly increased, and people who are interested will definitely put their minds to that technique. superior.

After all, the divine bow is difficult to draw and difficult to steal, but a complete inheritance of Yuanwu Kung Fu is different. "Mu Qihua. Le Sisi analyzed.

"Well... the analysis is reasonable, but what benefit does this king do to the beast clan? Not only will you lose the opportunity to learn inheritance, but if that girl does anything good in our beast clan, it may also trigger a war between humans and beasts. In the clan's war, both sides were injured, and the gains outweighed the losses. Wouldn't this be in vain for others to reap the benefits?" Chief Sheng said with a faint smile.

"So, my father has nothing to do with this matter? Is it possible that someone is creating public opinion?" After a pause, he continued: "But why can he just say something that only a few of us know, and it happens by such a coincidence? Assassin matter?" Mu Qihua Le felt that this matter was indescribably weird. After thinking for a moment, his eyes fell on his father.

"This little boy..." Patriarch Sheng nodded helplessly at his son. This is because his son is too old to stay!

"This king has nothing to do with this matter."

Hearing this, Mu Qihua and Le Qing sighed, in any case, his father is not the best.

He naturally chose to believe his father and believed that someone else was deliberately creating public opinion.

Seeing his son's leaving figure, Chief Sheng smiled happily.

My son has finally grown up and can think about some things, but his ideas are too simple. Not everything is one plus one equals two.

This matter was indeed not his fault, and he was shocked when he heard about it. However, he did not curb the rumors, but allowed them to spread. He wanted to see the trend of public opinion to see what his intentions were.

The tree wants to be quiet and the wind is not!

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In the days that followed, Le and Lingling focused on practicing, and Lingling never encountered any danger again.

A month later, the warriors from the five tribes participating in the competition also arrived in Baidi City.

The competition between the six major clans is said to be a friendly match, but in fact it is a competitive competition for each clan to learn about each other. To measure the strength of the new generation of warriors, it is all an old drama where you sing and I come on stage.

This competition only invited some prominent nobles of the Orcs and some big figures from organizations and consortiums, so the competition venue was chosen to be a small martial arts arena that could only accommodate tens of thousands of people. The people watched on the screen of the magic circle in the city.

Early in the morning, the venue was already crowded with people inside and outside. It was bustling with people and very lively.

The royal family of the beasts and the envoys from various tribes were seated on a high platform on the east side. It was the best place to watch the game and it was also the rostrum.

The main seat is Mu Qihua Sheng, the guest seat is the king of the five tribes; the north side is for the royal family members, the south side is for the ministers, and the west side is for the distinguished nobles of the beast tribe and the big shots of some organizations and financial groups. , Lingling chose to watch it here.

There are two warriors from each of the six tribes, a total of twelve people, waiting behind the scenes to draw each person's battle card. Because there are not many people in this competition, there is no need for any knockout rounds before the competition, just draw numbers and compete directly.

After six rounds of competition, the top six and then the top three are determined, and then the last three draw lots to determine the battle until the champion emerges.

The backcourt of the competition ring.

Some of the twelve young warriors knew each other and greeted each other, some looked at each other like enemies and rivals, like needles to wheat; some were newbies and did not know each other at all, just being with their own clansmen. Chatting together.

In fact, every three years, the six tribes organize a traditional competition for collective trials in the Dark Forest, so their old rivals all know each other.

Mu Qihua Le is an old rival who is familiar with Nie Jingyu from the Feng Clan royal family and Yuan Cheng, a talented warrior from the Ape Clan.

When the three of them met, it was not like they were facing each other.

In various trials, the three of them competed and competed dozens of times. They both lost and won, and there was not much difference in strength.

"Prince Le, I heard that the women of the human race gave you the divine bow. Such a good thing has really happened to you. Rather than saying that you are lucky, it is better to say that you have a good appearance." Nie Jingyu mocked and arrogantly replied. Mu Qihua Le sneered.

"Master Nie, relying on your reputation to make a living can be considered a skill, but it's just that you can't show off, hahaha..." Yuan Cheng sneered in agreement.

"Hey, it's broad daylight, where does the smell of sour and smelly feet come from?" Mu Qihua Le frowned and pinched his nose, jumping ten feet away from the two of them, "Damn it, even if you don't wash your feet, you don't wash your mouth either. A portion!”

Say this.

Poof!

It caused the warriors from other tribes to snicker.

Yuan Cheng's face was ashen and he suppressed his anger.

Nie Jingyu couldn't bear it and glared angrily: "Mu Qihua Le, please keep your mouth clean."

Mu Qihua Le rolled his eyes at him, picked his ears with his little finger, and said leisurely: "Who has a dirty mouth and is so eager to come out and clarify. It seems that he is self-aware."

This caused others to laugh and discuss in low voices.

"You..." Nie Jingyu became a little angry and pointed a finger at him.

"You, you, you, what, you..." Before he could finish, Le Bianpan interrupted: "Like a little kid, his eyes turn red when he sees other people have good things. You know, this is a disease and it needs to be treated... Also, next time you dare to point your finger at this prince, you won’t want this arm anymore.”

The following words were filled with a sharp chill. Nie Jingyu knew that he was not joking, so she couldn't help but lower her hand.

Today, he is a bit angry.

When he was about to say something, he was stopped by Yuan Cheng, "There's no point in using your words. I'll see him on the court later for his real moves."

"Yes. There is no need to talk nonsense with him." The two companions of the same race also stood up to persuade him, looking at him with anger in their eyes.

Nie Jingyu nodded slightly, glared fiercely at Mu Qihua. Le walked away with a sleeve.

"Coward, just leave if you can't argue with me." Mu Qihua Le put his arms behind his head and said leisurely. The sound is neither loud nor quiet, but can be heard clearly by everyone.

Mud, I've endured it, but you still think I'm easy to bully!

Nie Jingyu turned around and wanted to get angry, but was stopped by Yuan Cheng, "He is deliberately irritating the two of us."

"..." Nie Jingyu suddenly realized.

"Hypocritical. Nie Maoque, be careful of being sold by Yuan Yin and you are helping him count the money." Mu Qihua and Le Pi yelled at the two of them.

Damien was leisurely eating melon seeds and watching the show. He liked to admire this boy's domineering way of taking other people's paths and leaving others with no way to go. He was so handsome and cool.

'Nie Maoque, Yuan Yinren', this is the nickname given by Mu Qihua and Le Bang, the little Maoque and the pretentious and insidious person of the Fengque tribe.

When Nie Jingyu heard this, she was furious, "If you call me that damn thing again, believe it or not, I will chop you up right now."

This brat is really good at irritating people!

Yuan Cheng also had a dark face and couldn't help but said: "I'll beat you so hard that your mother won't even recognize you."

Mu Qihua was happy to see the two of them getting angry, and his smile became even brighter, "Okay, keep your word, otherwise you two will be my grandson."