My Beast Master is Really Not An Evil God

  Chapter 14 Genius! (recommended)

   Lu Yu turned his head and saw two "acquaintances".

  One is an e-list talent who delivered a confession letter to herself under the peach blossom tree before, but was finally frightened.

  I didn’t look carefully last time, but this goodbye is indeed a bit amazing. Without makeup, the morning glow reflects the snow, the willow eyebrows are like smoke, and the bright eyes are good. The appearance is only a little worse than the president and the little spider.

  The other one is the round-faced girl who rode the Cangxue Wolf before. She looks sweet, but it's a pity that she is as plain as ever at a young age.

   It was she who spoke. When passing by, she happened to hear what Lu Yu said, her brows were frowned, and there was a little dissatisfaction in her expression.

  However, after a pause of e seconds, Lu Yu's eyes turned back, and he didn't have the idea of ​​talking.

   This woman came to find fault at first glance, just like a little boy likes to pull girls' braids to show his presence.

  Women are emotional, and may end up dealing with things emotionally.

   So arguing is pointless.

  The best way is to ignore it at first.

"you…"

  The round-faced girl saw Lu Yu ignoring her. This kind of arrogance was the same as before, which made her feel an unknown fire in her heart.

  She clenched her fist, and the representative e on the side quickly pulled her back, and persuaded in a low voice:

   "Sister Yaoyao, don't be angry, Lu Yu just has his own ideas, he didn't mean to target your brother!"

  Her name is Fang Yao, and Fang Yun on the platform is her younger brother.

   "Yu Xiyan, I don't know how to do anything, and you're not his girlfriend, why are you in such a hurry to maintain!"

  One sentence directly gave the e-table talent cup a blank, blushing and waved his hands again and again: "No... that... I just don't want you guys to quarrel..."

   At the end, it was already as thin as a mosquito.

  Looking at the free look of her best friend, Fang Yao also hated iron but said to Lu Yu in a deep voice:

   "Don't think that you can be proud and complacent because you have a perfect score in the tactical theory class. Actual combat and theory are completely different. The battle situation is changing rapidly. If you don't know how to adapt, you will always be just talking on paper.

  My younger brother's Fishy Wind Centipede has already suppressed it from a long distance. Next, as long as we fight steadily and keep our distance, we can win. "

   The voice fell, and there was no response.

  Lu Yu has long passed the age where he likes to show off in front of women, and there is no law that cannot predict the winner or loser in the audience, but after confirming the result, there is no need to stay any longer, and he is ready to turn around and leave.

   "Tch, posturing!"

  Fang Yao looked at the silent Lu Yu, and lost interest in talking, and even sighed a little.

  The genius of Zeng Jin not only gave up the infinitely bright path of a beast master, but went madly to raise pigs, and now he has become a person who only relies on his own way to gain a sense of existence.

   She didn't even have the courage to debate with her uprightly. She pretended to be arrogant, which made her feel a little bit discouraged. The trace of admiration was completely extinguished, and she suddenly thought of a sentence she had read in a book.

  Everyone was born a king, but most died in exile.

  The man in front of her had a nearly perfect skin, but her inner soul was already rotten in her opinion.

  She knows how much her best friend's appearance makes men obsessed, but she is too innocent, so she must be optimistic about her, and she must not continue to contact Lu Yu, lest she will fall into the fire pit in the future.

  So she was going to let Yu Xiyan watch the final result together, and thoroughly recognize Lu Yu's true face, but the next scene made her pupils shrink suddenly, and she said in surprise:

"How can it be!?"

  On the opposite platform, the Bronze Armored Baboon had been pushed to the edge, with scars all over his body, his skin torn and his flesh bruised, and he was panting continuously, obviously reaching his limit.

  Fang Yun looked excited, and ordered: "Continue to use Xingfeng!"

  Although victory was close at hand, he did not lose his composure, but became more cautious.

   Get ready to end with ranged attacks!

   And the fishy wind centipede was also excited, its body trembled, ready to carry out the final blow, but because its physical strength was about to be exhausted, it took a little longer to prepare this time.

   Before it could spit out the poisonous wind, the bronze-armored baboon who was about to be exhausted suddenly became energetic, punched his chest muscles with both fists, and roared to the sky:

"Roar!"

  The deafening sound waves spread around it in an instant, rolling up dust all over the sky, and the fishy wind centipede was also shaken by the sound waves, and its consciousness stagnated for a moment.

   "Okay, run away!"

  Fang Yun's expression changed, and he quickly ordered the imperial beast to dodge, while Qi Wei smiled lightly and said:

   "React now, it's too late!"

  Bronze-armored baboon kicked his feet, and his figure burst out like a cannonball.

   "Hiss!"

  Although the fishy wind centipede wanted to react, it was shocked by the King Kong's roar, and coupled with exhaustion, the reaction was slow for a second or two.

  However, appearing in the battle is the Achilles' heel!

The fishy wind centipede, which had no time to dodge, was directly grabbed by the copper-armored baboon. It regained consciousness in pain due to the huge force, and opened its **** mouth to breathe out poisonous wind at close range, but it was picked up directly, like a meteor hammer, constantly hit the ground.

boom!

boom!

boom!

  Under the terrifying concussion, the floor tiles of the battle platform shattered, a large amount of gravel mixed with the carapace of the fishy wind centipede, and green blood splashed everywhere, raising smoke and dust all over the sky, and the painful insects echoed.

   Fang Yun's eyes were about to split, and he roared angrily: "Stop, I admit defeat!"

   After the voice fell, the referee entered the field and separated the two in an instant. The professional medical team also quickly brought the medical pet beasts to heal the injuries.

  As the smoke dissipated, everyone finally saw the dying centipede that was hammered, and the bronze armored baboon stood proudly beside it. The scars all over his body were like medals, making it look like a **** of war.

"it's over."

  Qi Wei bowed slightly, like an elegant nobleman. After a moment of silence, thunderous voices erupted on the field:

   "Too strong, winning streak for ten consecutive days!"

   "Ten crowned king! Qi Wei is invincible!"

   "Bronze armored baboons are simply synonymous with violent aesthetics!"

   "It seems that Qi Wei will step into the Silver Beast Master soon, just like those geniuses!"

   "Sure enough, it doesn't mean anything to be inferior in the cultural class, only actual combat can prove everything!"

   "..."

  Amidst the boiling sound, Fang Yun, the loser, ran over to look at the dying centipede, cried bitterly, and kept saying "sorry".

  Fang Yao is also lost in the same way...

  (end of this chapter)