My wife is a sword god

The moment the poem was shouted out, the cheers were deafening.

The fight hadn't started yet, but the human race thought they had already won this battle!

The prince silently repeated this sentence in his heart, and goose bumps appeared all over his body.

How heroic?

Anya looked at the black shadow, her eyes shining, and deep in her heart, there was a trace of emotion rippling.

The Emperor raised his eyebrows slightly, with a strange look on his face: "This kid really dares to say anything, but this literary talent is really amazing."

Listening to the cheers around him, Qin Feng's nervousness was relieved, and then his confidence doubled: "The sea ends and the sky is the shore, the literature reaches the peak and I am the peak!"

"Good!"

"Master Qin, say another sentence!"

Everyone applauded, but as for why it was the peak of literature, not the peak of martial arts, they were too excited and didn't pay much attention.

When the Tianjian State Master heard this poem, he glanced at it indifferently, and then retracted his gaze.

Xu Lexian, Yang Qian, Fei Xun and others who were also watching the game elsewhere all had gloomy faces.

Everyone in the Imperial College was gritting their teeth in anger.

"Arrogant and domineering!"

"You are so arrogant!"

Of course, Qin Feng, who was in high spirits, did not notice these.

The cheers in his ears became more and more intense, and Qin Feng was in high spirits, and all kinds of pretentious words came out one after another.

The righteous energy gathered under his feet, and then he exerted force, and his body jumped high and fell into the boundary barrier.

"The rolling Yangtze River flows eastward, and the waves wash away all heroes. Righteousness and success and failure are all in vain, the green mountains are still there, and the sunset is red several times.

The white-haired fisherman and woodcutter on the river bank are used to watching the autumn moon and spring breeze. A pot of muddy wine is a happy meeting, and so many things in ancient and modern times are all in jokes!"

This was the last sound of his divine appearance in front of others, and Qin Feng was ready to welcome the warmest cheers from everyone.

But to his surprise, the surroundings suddenly became quiet, as if a pin drop could be heard.

Qin Feng's face froze. What was going on? Was this poem too high-end, far less straightforward and domineering than the previous ones, so they couldn't understand it?

Looking back, everyone looked stunned.

"They must have been stunned by my poem!" Qin Feng was sure.

But he didn't know that everyone was thinking the same thing - could the candidate for the final battle really be Master Qin? The human race was doomed.

"This" Eunuch Li widened his eyes: "Why would the Tianjian State Master send Master Qin?"

Emperor Ming's eyelids jumped slightly.

Deng Mo, Liu Tianlu, Lie Ying, Su Tianyue and others all showed complicated expressions.

At this time, someone in the crowd who was watching the battle mustered up the courage and shouted loudly: "Master Qin, just take the initiative outside, you don't need to go in, that's the place for the fight."

As soon as this was said, there were echoes one after another.

Qin Feng heard this, opened his mouth, and his face turned red and white.

At this point, he finally understood why everyone was silent and why the atmosphere was so weird. It turned out that they didn't believe that they were the candidates for the final battle!

As the saying goes, a soldier can be killed but not humiliated.

The original nervousness has been replaced by the desire to prove his fighting spirit and shame. Qin Feng shouted loudly in the direction of the Asura clan: "Qin Feng of the Qin family, I'm here to ask for advice. Who are you going to send to fight!"

On the Asura side, a slightly childish voice sounded: "Dad, how about leaving this battle to me?"

The four war kings looked in the direction of the voice and saw an indigo girl who was half the height of a man, with clear eyes and a long ponytail tied behind her head, which was quite heroic.

They immediately said respectfully: "Young King, why do you need to take action yourself to deal with such a person?"

Yes, this Asura girl is the daughter of Sha Tianluo.

She was born only twelve years ago, but she has reached the peak of the sixth turn of calamity power!

It is said that because of her powerful bloodline talent, she unconsciously absorbed the vitality of her mother when she was born, causing the latter to die soon after.

Among the younger generation of the Asura clan, no one can defeat her.

It is precisely because of this that the four war kings who respect strength are willing to call her the young king.

She has the qualifications!

Sha Tianluo turned his head and looked at her: "If you want to fight, then fight. Life and death are your own responsibility."

For the Asura clan, life and death are the only way. If you are not as skilled as others, you will die. It is not a pity to die.

The girl nodded, jumped, and rushed into the barrier.

Seeing this scene, everyone was stunned. Who would have thought that the Asura clan would send out a pretty girl in the last battle of the bet?

Everyone looked at each other. If the opponent was this guy, Master Qin might not have no chance of winning?

It's unreasonable. Qin Feng gritted his teeth. The Asura clan clearly looked down on him!

I will let you know why the flowers are so red later!

"Tell me your name, I won't kill an unknown person!" Qin Feng said angrily.

"An unknown person." The girl's eyebrows were full of murderous intent: "Asura clan, Pablo!"

When this name came out, Emperor Ming stood up suddenly, his eyes showing shock.

The expressions of Tianjian Guoshi and Qin Laodi changed.

Liu Jianli and the others sensed the change in the atmosphere and asked curiously: "What's wrong?"

Qin Laodi explained in a deep voice: "In the Asura clan, the word Pablo means powerful.

It's not so much a name as a title and an honor.

That is - the king of the next generation as regarded by the Asura clan!"

Hearing this, Liu Jianli and Cang Feilan looked at each other, unable to hide the worry in their eyes.

The special meaning of this name is known only to a few people in the human race.

So the common people watching the battle had not yet realized the seriousness of the matter.

This included Qin Feng himself!

But the next scene was like a wake-up call, which made everyone startled and sweat.

"Young King, your weapon." The evil king Vimala shouted and threw out a huge bone spine shaped like a spear.

The bone spine was snow-white and about ten feet long. When it flew through the air, it actually set off a series of wind-breaking sounds, which was enough to show its weight.

The girl named Pablo raised her right hand and easily held it.

The length of the bone spine formed a sharp contrast with the girl's figure.

It is difficult for ordinary people to imagine that such a body can really wield such a weapon at will?

Of course, this is not the point that shocked everyone.

The point is the name that the evil king Vimala called the girl - Young King!

Qin Feng swallowed a mouthful of saliva and felt that something was wrong.

The dissatisfaction and previous arrogance in his heart slowly subsided, and he asked tentatively: "Hmm, that person called you the young king, what does killing Tianluo have to do with you?"

Pablo frowned: "Little human race, who allowed you to call my father's name directly?!"

Fuck! Qin Feng's face froze. He thought that the Asura tribe underestimated the enemy, so he sent a clown. He thought that this battle was a sure win.

Unexpectedly, in the end, the clown turned out to be himself!

As the saying goes, a tiger father will have a dog son. How could it be simple to kill Tianluo's daughter and be called the young king by the Asura tribe war king?

Qin Feng turned his head and looked at the Tianjian State Master outside the boundary barrier.

That look seemed to say, is it too late to change people now?