blood contract

Hitting people is a science.

Some injuries that look scary actually have no damage to the muscles and bones, while some injuries look black and blue on the surface, but in fact they have damaged the internal organs.

Seeing Mu Qihua Le's teasing face, Yuan Cheng understood that this bastard deliberately made him look ugly in front of everyone.

His eyes were deep, and he restrained his previous contempt and took this competition seriously.

The kings of the six tribes on the rostrum had different thoughts and watched the showdown with interest.

Mu Qihua Le's nine sisters also communicated with each other, especially his fourth sister Mu Qihua Yan, who looked at it particularly seriously.

This boy had indeed changed a lot in the past month...but his stinky look also made her want to beat him up.

On the other side, Ge Dan Mei was filled with emotion when he saw it. Your Highness Le is so powerful!

From time to time, his eyes would look towards Lingling on the viewing platform to the north. She had a slight smile on her face, watching the game gracefully and calmly, and talking to her two brothers beside her from time to time.

Yuan Cheng is indeed an outstanding genius, with rich practical experience, and he quickly adapted to the opponent's style of play.

He and Mu Qihua Le were on equal footing, but he was still surprised by Le's physical strength.

He threw the ax in his left hand towards Mu Qihua Le, and then he rushed out with a movement of his body.

The latter had a big sword in his hand and rushed forward without dodging or dodging.

when!

The big sword flicked sideways and flew away the oncoming axe, and then slashed, swept, and stabbed at the oncoming Yuan Cheng... The big sword danced like a tiger, but it made Yuan Cheng fall into the trap. Disadvantage, being on guard.

Ding-ding-ding-ding.

The sound of high-frequency collision of sword blades is endless.

One axe, one sword, without the blessing of any magic circle, the fighting is primitive and rough, which makes people's hearts surging and passionate.

At this time, the audience on the field was extremely quiet, staring directly at the two people on the field, as if they were admiring a martial arts show between heaven and man.

Mu Qihua Le looked excited, enjoying the excitement brought to him by the game.

Yuan Cheng was not to be outdone, and competed with each other with force against force.

After a cup of tea, Yuan Cheng gradually felt that his arms were severely numb, his mouth was cracked by the shock, and the axes in his hands were showing signs of falling out at any time.

Gradually, he became weaker than his opponent in strength, and the breath he was holding could not be exhaled in time, and his breathing began to become disordered.

He staggered and was knocked down to the ground by Mu Qihua Le from the void with his sword spine.

He formed a seal with his hands, merged his palms with a snap, and the sword whizzed around rapidly, diving towards Yuan Cheng.

The murderous intention is awe-inspiring.

"Stop it." Xu Wu stood up from his seat and shouted.

"I, I admit defeat." Yuan Cheng subconsciously blocked his eyes with his hands and shouted loudly.

The moment the sword came into contact with his body, the sword disintegrated like shards of glass.

At some point, Mu Qihua Le transformed the sword into a condensed shadow sword, just to scare this guy.

He slowly landed on the ground and stood not far away with a big sword on his shoulder. With a stern smile on his extremely handsome face, he silently said two words to him, "Grandson."

Yuan Cheng's face turned blue and white, and he got up from the ground in shame and walked off the field in frustration.

On the rostrum, the leader of the Sheng clan said with a calm and calm smile: "Brother Xu, don't get excited. This is a friendly match. I have to be measured."

"...Hey, you bitch, if your son loses, I'm afraid you will knock down all the tables here." Xu Wu cursed in his heart.

But to be honest, he really didn't expect Yuan Cheng to lose so quickly.

The strength between the two is almost the same. It has been less than a year since the last trial. How can Mu Qihua Le's strength improve so quickly and distance himself from Yuan Cheng?

Is this the magic of the complete inheritance of exercises?

Not only Xu Wu thought so, but also the heads of the four clans sitting here thought so. They became even more interested in the complete set of Yuanwu inheritance techniques.

After winning the victory, Le went to the court where Lingling was sitting, raised his eyebrows and showed an extremely bright smile.

The Great Demon King Hun Tian can actually laugh, and his smile is so stunning!

Just such a smile immediately caused many women in the audience to scream. The level of enthusiasm was jaw-dropping, and some people fainted frequently.

The scene was so crazy that even the beastmen of the five tribes were a little stunned.

And 'Little Sheep' Mu Qihua Le also left the field in a hurry.

Hey, it’s all my fault for the charm I have nowhere to put!

Lingling was shocked⊙w⊙: Oh hey! ! ! Is this kid so popular?

If she had used this boy as the spokesperson for the Divine Bow early on, wouldn't she have made a lot of money?

Oops! It's too late to think about anything now!

Anyway, I made a big loss!

So angry! (╬◣?◢)

And every time Mu Qihua Yan saw this scene, she wanted to give her brother a beating. He was so handsome, so he shouldn't act like this. It was so irritating!

Next is the duel between Damian from the Beast Clan No. 1 and Lu Bingxin from the Phoenix Clan No. 4.

The one who came on stage was a girl with a graceful figure wearing a smart outfit, a fair face with a little baby fat, and big eyes, very cute.

Damien felt bad when he stopped, looking up to the sky with a bitter look on his face.

Why don't you give him a rough man instead of giving him a cute girl?

Sleeping is fine; beating, doesn't this force him to do something worse than an animal?

"An, come on. You can defeat her." Mu Qihua Le cheered for his friend outside the rest area.

Dami An looked with sorrowful eyes.

Damn it, you know I don’t hit girls. You brat, you just made me angry on purpose!

As a result, he saw several gestures made by Le - moving his fingers back and forth between the rostrum and his eyes, then making a knife gesture under his crotch, spreading his hands, and laughed teasingly.

Oh!

Damien An understood what Le meant. He shook his hips and his anus tightened. He subconsciously tightened his legs and covered his crotch.

yes. If he loses the game for this reason, I'm afraid his father, Teacher Sanli and General Tu will all break his 'third leg'.

"..." Damian couldn't help but clench his hands, and would rather be a beast than be crippled!

Everyone didn't know what he was thinking, but they saw him suddenly covering his crotch, thinking that he was seeing the girl's house, and had some evil thoughts in his mind.

The girl's pretty face suddenly turned red, she lowered her head and eyebrows in embarrassment, but smiled ferociously in her heart: Haha... Boy, I'll look at you later.

There were constant snickers and jeers from the audience outside the stadium.

"This kid, what are you thinking about during the game?"

"Ha...Have you ever seen a woman unable to walk?"

"..."

Gua la gua la.

"You guys should stop hurting others with your bad words, or I'll knock out your teeth."

"This woman must be secretly flirting with Mr. An?"

"What a despicable woman..."

"Young Master An, you have to control yourself!"

"Young Master An, defeat her..."

"Beat her, beat her..."

Some women in the audience consciously defended Damien's honor. There was a dispute with some orcs in the venue, and the scene became chaotic...