After the beastification, it's better to be a dead enemy

The blast turned into a hurricane, a tornado.

Caught off guard, not to mention the players from Beirong State, even the players from the two Huangzhou were directly swept into the air, and then fell off the ring.

And late in the north?

At this time, Chi Jingbei stomped on the ring with one foot, and the earth element lingered all over his body. In an instant, he also turned into a fierce tiger. Unlike the white tiger in Fenggang, which has two wings, this colorful tiger has thick hooves, which can be easily destroyed by the tornado. Madness sweeps through, and it stands still.

Depend on!

Feng Zhao couldn't help feeling a lemon in his heart, sitting up straight, his glazed eyes flicked back and forth on Chi Jingbei's overly eye-catching animal shape.

big enough.

strong enough.

handsome enough.

The most important thing is that it looks very suitable for pretending!

Feng Zhao felt even more sour when he thought of his beastly form with a layer of fluff.

"Tiger VS Tiger, I don't know which one is more powerful?" Huang Mao asked curiously.

Zhang Yan's analysis: "Feng Gang is of the wind attribute, and Fenghu; Chijingbei is of the earth attribute. By the way, I remember that his animal form seems to have a scientific name in the ancient earth period, oh, Siberian tiger!"

Huang Mao laughed: "Siberian tiger? Tigers from Dongling Prefecture and Beirong Prefecture? Cough cough, I'm just talking about it. Of course I know that the Siberian tiger cannot have anything to do with our Dongling Prefecture and Beirong Prefecture. After all, it is an ancient earth." The period? Ha, ha ha ha... I just think the name is quite interesting."

The Siberian tiger is quite interesting, and it is also really capable of fighting.

At the beginning, Fenggang was able to rely on his wings, and he was evenly matched with Chijingbeidu. However, as time went by, the Siberian tiger, which was supposed to be gradually weakening according to the rumors, became more and more courageous. With a leap of [-] feet, he caught Fuzeoka who deliberately opened the distance.

"Roar--"

Fenghu let out a painful roar, struggling in the air.

however.

The more he struggled, the more painful it became. He even fell from the sky in less than half a minute because he was dragged down by Chi Jingbei's huge animal shape.

"boom!"

"Boom!"

In the nick of time, Chi Jing Beisong opened his mouth, took a step away, and avoided the falling Fenghu, but his tiger eyes were staring at him.

Inside the lounge of Dongling State.

Song Zhiran said suddenly: "The Central Plains Huangzhou lost."

Feng Zhao pursed his lips, snorted, his glazed eyes turned, and for some reason fell on Lu Ze again, making Lu Ze, who was about to agree with him, shudder and shrink his neck.

On the contrary, old man Ji and Lao Li looked at each other, first affirmed Song Zhiran's words, and then mentioned the next game.

After the match between Central Plains Huangzhou and Beirongzhou, it was Donglingzhou and Nanfengzhou's turn to play.

Of course, there was still half an hour to organize the arena before the match started.

Old man Ji said: "Before going to the ring, you must solve any physical and psychological problems in advance, do you understand?"

The two words "physiology" and "heart" that are deliberately emphasized can be said to be clearly intended.

Even after speaking, Old Man Ji forcibly found an excuse to take Lao Li out of the lounge, leaving room for the team to solve the problem.

After 5 minutes of silence in the lounge, Lu Ze touched his big belly and finally decided to say, "I, I want to win."

As soon as these words came out, Lu Ze bravely looked at Feng Zhao, squinting his eyes to express his firm confidence, he said, "Feng Zhao, I don't know about you... what do you want to know, But! But as long as you can win, you, you can ask me anything you want, as long as I know!"

Feng Zhao sneered: "You know? Who the hell knows, do you even know? Besides, fat man, can you stop pretending to be so pissed off? It turns out that you are not such a persona!"

Lu Ze didn't expect that he would get such a reply. He was taken aback for a moment, and then his fat face turned "blue and purple" as if he had been beaten up.

Although Huang Mao and Lu Ze are good friends, but it is related to Feng Zhao, which is naturally a firm Feng Zhao party. He followed the yin and yang and said strangely: "Lu Ze, I remember when you asked Brother Zhao to pay back the money, but It’s so fierce, now that the money is about to be obtained, why did the tiger suddenly turn into a cat? Oh no, you’re a piranha turned into a mermaid, hahahaha.”

Zhang Yan actually didn't know much about Lu Ze, so he wanted to say something for Lu Ze, but after hearing Feng Zhao and Huang Mao's words, he couldn't help showing a bit of suspicion in his eyes.

Only Song Zhiran glanced at Lu Ze indifferently, and asked pertinently, "Are you afraid or worried?"

Lu Ze was taken aback by the question, but he couldn't say anything when he retorted.

After half an hour.

Just when Feng Zhao decided to send Feng Wu a message while there was still some time, Lu Ze, who had turned into a gourd, suddenly mustered up his courage again, and he said, "The Lu family, I... don't want to go back."

"Why don't you go back if you don't want to? Besides, haven't you been kicked out? Why do you want to go back?" Huang Mao was surprised.

Zhang Yan was also born as a member of the family, so he vaguely guessed something, frowned and said: "The Lu family's fire attributes are mainly based on birds and beast spirits. Even if your father wants you to go back for the sake of the overall situation, you are just doomed to be killed." A side branch that was assigned. In this way, your brother...cough, I mean, Lu Yi, there should be no need to worry about it with you, right?"

"No, you don't understand, I..." Lu Ze's pupils shrank, as if he had thought of something, but the words reached his throat, and he suppressed them forcefully, only the fat body like a hill was trembling .

Feng Zhao frowned, thinking to himself that this fat man must have been bullied miserably by Lu Yi when he was a child, otherwise he would tremble without thinking about it.

That being the case.

Then if I don't want to beat him up later, it's so pitiful, and I will do something wrong again, and this may be my brother who is related by blood...

Well, when it comes to brothers who are related by blood, I still have to contact my sister to make sure. Who on earth did my elder sister hear that cheap father is in Mingcheng?

in the cafe.

From the very beginning when Feng Wu watched Xu Tian'er aggressively questioning Xu Yingjun, to following Xu Tian'er's pressing questions, and now to break the momentum of asking the bottom of the casserole with his expressionless face, resisting the brothers and sisters of the Xu family, it is not easy .

however.

Just when Xu Yingjun finally couldn't bear it anymore and wanted to fully explain, Feng Zhao's communication came.

Feng Wu: "!"

Feng Wu connected to the communication with a blank face, and looked at Feng Zhao who was looking at the face in the light screen, and almost didn't hit her head with a fist.

Of course, this may be because she clearly understands that this fist of hers can't blow her head off.

When Feng Zhao saw that Feng Wu had a bad expression, he immediately stopped asking about cheap father and his own background. After calling out "sister" in a drawn-out tone, he said, "When are you going to arrive? I'm still here. The game will start in 10 minutes, sister~~"

Maybe it was because the game was coming soon, and Feng Wu didn't care too much about Feng Zhao after all because of the game. He looked at the time and said that he would enter the field early , cut off the communication.

Xu Yingjun said with a pale face, "It's getting late, why don't we go to the arena first?"

Xu Tian'er hesitated for a moment, and then followed suit: "Yes, sister Feng Wu, I know you care about my brother, and I'm actually worried, but now brother Zhao's competition is about to start, why don't we go in first?"

Speaking of this, what can Feng Wu do?Apart from sighing about the missed opportunity, he could only get up and quickly stepped into the arena with the brothers and sisters of the Xu family.

There were also quite a few people watching the second match. Even because it was a well-known Nanfengzhou match for its beautiful appearance and posture, many people came here to watch the faces of the Nanfengzhou players up close.

Of course, there are also many people who came for Feng Zhao's male god face.

Feng Zhao took the captain's position before the game, replacing Song Zhiran in the first place, facing Lu Yi head-on.

Lu Yi frowned: "You are the captain of Dongling State?"

"Yes." Feng Zhao replied with a smile.

Lu Yi glanced at Song Zhiran, who was standing in the second place, and saw that the other party's brows were calm, just like the quiet and well-behaved (?) appearance in his memory, his eyes were a little hot, and after the hot eyes, seeing Feng Zhao became even more unpleasant, "You deserve it?" Not on him."

Feng Zhao kept smiling: "To each other."

Lu Yi: "!"

Lu Yi felt that he had been humiliated, but it was inconvenient to speak harshly in the arena, and he even had to maintain his demeanor, so he had no choice but to stare at Feng Zhao fiercely with his eyes a few times.

Feng Zhao still likes to see people who clearly hate or don't want to, but still act like they have nothing to do. He raised his eyebrows, and according to the host's intention, he took half a step forward and stretched out his hand.Lu Yi took a deep breath and shook hands, "Friendship comes first, competition comes second."

Feng Zhao followed suit, but when he let go of his hand, he mouthed two words "it's strange".

"I declare, the game—start!"

Lu Yi was still thinking about the meaning of Feng Zhao's mouth shape, when he suddenly saw a golden light flashing in front of him, and retreated reflexively, but he didn't want to retreat, but just happened to be swept by a sword light, and a ray slipped out of his arm. bloodstains.

Feng Zhao smiled: "Oh, what are you doing, Young Master Lu? I know you are not our opponent, but you can't be stupid and stunned to bump into it, right? How stupid."

Lu Yi: "!"

There was a flash of fire in Lu Yi's eyes, and a huge ring of fire flashed, making Feng Zhao instinctively take a few steps back, his pupils constricted.

Lu Yi didn't know that he hit it by mistake once, but thought Feng Zhao was scared, chuckled lightly, and turned into a huge bird.

Feather... a little flowery.

However, it is mainly cyan, mixed with some red fur...

This hair is quite long.

No, this is Yu!

The feathers are long and dense, the three feathers are particularly beautiful, and the tail feathers are also long and long, so beautiful...

Feng Zhao had an idea right now, pull it out!

How can others have something that you don't own?Especially feathers!

Such a beautiful feather, such a beautiful...

The golden light gun was thrown out, but Lu Yi, who just flew up, was not afraid. With a sweep of his huge wings, when the light gun was swept away, he raised his head and let out a clear cry.

All of a sudden, the team members who were still fighting with other people in Dongling State in human form suddenly jumped up and turned into animal forms.

"Wow wow wow, this is a hundred birds facing the phoenix, right? It's so beautiful!"

"The birds in Nanfengzhou are really beautiful!"

"What kind of bird, these are all human, okay? However, this animal form is really beautiful. I suspect that the selection criteria for the contestants in Nanfeng Prefecture is based on whether the animal form is beautiful or not. One year uh uh..."

"Shut up you! I hear you beeping nonsense every time, are you annoying?" Speaking of this, the man changed the subject again and said, "This time, there are two team members in Dongling State who are also birds. Beast-like spirits, I'm afraid they will suffer."

There are not a few people who have the same idea, especially the other team members in Nanfengzhou who have revealed their beastly forms. Under the influence of Lu Yi, after their combat effectiveness has increased rapidly, they were still flying in midair. Amidst a loud bird song, Baji fell on the ring.

Inside the lounge of Beirong State.

Chi Lao squinted his eyes and asked the team members: "Who do you think has a higher winning percentage in this match?"

"Of course it's Nanfeng Prefecture."

"South Fengzhou."

"I also think it's Nanfeng Prefecture!"

"I also."

The four team members gave affirmative answers one by one, only Chi Jingbei was frowning and silent.

Old Chi looked at Chi Jingbei and asked, "What do you think of Jingbei?"

Chi Jingbei has a rough appearance, and he looks like a burly man at a glance, but in fact he is thoughtful and extremely cautious in dealing with people. Even though the situation is clearly one-sided, he still has not come to a conclusion.

after all--

"Since Feng Zhao is a god-level aptitude, even though his bloodline is not as good as Lu Yi's, it shouldn't be difficult to resist one or two. What's more, there is Song Zhiran in Dongling Prefecture. In terms of bloodline, Song Zhiran is no worse than Lu Yi."

As soon as Chi Jingbei's words fell, a huge sword light slashed down on the ring, splitting the bird's claw that was about to break Huang Mao's chest.

After a shrill chirping, the birds flying in the sky opened their mouths at the same time, spewing out a line of fire. The lines of fire intertwined and quickly surrounded the people on the stage, turning them into a sea of ​​flames.

Song Zhiran pressed his long sword, and the water element's aperture quickly opened up. While protecting everyone, he raised his long arm and quickly pulled Feng Zhao, who was obviously a little frightened, to his side.

"Don't run around," Song Zhiran warned.

Feng Zhao, Feng Zhao's face was a little pale, if it weren't for the red color of the flames reflected on his face, so that most people couldn't see it, I'm afraid his little problem of being afraid of fire at this moment would quickly spread to the entire United Nations.

"I, I..." Feng Zhao closed his eyes, tried not to pay attention to the flame, and asked, "What should we do now?"

Zhang Yan manipulated the water element and was trying to fight against the fire circle of Nanfengzhou's group, but he was weak, and the water ball just flew out and turned into water vapor.

As for Lu Ze, as a healer of the auxiliary department, at this critical juncture, the spirit rings all over his body occasionally flashed to replenish the spiritual power of his teammates, and he could do nothing.

"Speaking of which, four of the five members of the Donglingzhou team are of water attribute. If we work together to fight against the Nanfengzhou team, we may not be able to win." In the lounge of Xiyinzhou, someone couldn't help but speak.

The captain of Xiyin State nodded but shook his head again, "Since you say that, I'm afraid you have forgotten the difference between Lu Yi. With Lu Yi, the strength of the team and the attack power of the flame will be increased by at least 30%. How can Dongling Prefecture, which has a disadvantage in numbers, win?"

"But isn't Song Zhiran also of the water attribute? Couldn't his Xuanwu blood increase the attack power of water?"

"It's not the same." The captain explained, "Xuanwu holds water, but the relationship between Song Zhiran and his teammates is completely different from that of Lu Yi and his teammates...or should I say, the relationship between Lu Yi and his subordinates. It's like us, we are Friends, we are brothers of life and death, but if one day I am attacked by demon energy, what will you do?"

With a sound of "Pa!", the captain who was facing the team members' persuasiveness and persuasiveness was hit on the forehead. Seeing this, the other four burst into laughter with a "hey".

The captain looked at Grandma Liu helplessly, and said, "I'm just making an analogy."

"Is this the way to compare metaphors? You are young and talk nonsense, you should fight!" After saying that, Grandma Liu slapped the captain on the forehead again.

The captain covered his forehead, completely afraid to beep.

Seeing this, Grandma Liu was satisfied, so she raised her chin, signaled everyone to continue watching the arena, and nodded: "It is very important to capture the thief first, the king."

on the ring.

When Feng Zhao subconsciously asked the phrase "what should I do", he knew that his mentality was not right. Fortunately, Song Zhiran didn't respond to his meaning, so he consciously saved face.

Feng Zhao urged Lu Ze Huang Mao to treat him, and after Huang Mao finally stopped belching, he immediately sat on it and motioned him to fly up.

Huang Mao was a little displeased: "The fire outside... oh, Brother Zhao, Brother Zhao, I'll fly, I'll fly!"

After the hair on the forehead was plucked, the unwilling yellow hair bravely flew up.

Holding the light gun in his hand, Feng Zhao approached the flame circle with common sense.

Not long after the light gun came into contact with the aperture, it began to melt.

Depend on!

This flame is really different.

Feng Zhao was afraid and couldn't help grinding his teeth. How should I put it, there was a sense of aggrieved feeling that I was obviously stronger than you, but at this moment, I couldn't do anything.

"Brother Zhao, why don't we go down..." Huang Mao whispered.

"Shut up!" Feng Zhao snorted, his glazed eyes narrowed, and he looked up at the big bird with fluttering wings three feet away from the fire circle, ready to move.

"Brother Zhao, you don't want to jump on the edge, do you? You..."

"What do you think will happen if I fly out?"

"Brother Zhao, you—"

Before Huang Mao could finish his words, he suddenly felt his body sinking, not to mention the huge gravity pressing on his body, and with a kick of huge claws, his whole body was like a meteorite, and quickly smashed into the ring, " Help--"

Huang Mao only had time to let out an exclamation, but at the same time, more exclamations overwhelmed Huang Mao's voice, which was the exclamation of the audience.

Without him, everyone saw a giant... chicken?bird?It flew up, flew out of the aperture, and rushed into the flock of birds.

"Fuck! Who gave this bird the courage?! How dare it attack Qingluan?!"

"Is it a bird? Why do I look like a chicken? This size, it can't be stewed in a pot!"

"Damn, is the key now the bird or the chicken? The key is... ok, ok! Bite, no, hold it, hold it—"

Feng Zhao then kicked on the strength of the yellow hair, plus the weak wings and sprinted with his eyes closed. After sprinting smoothly through the fire circle, he opened his mouth as planned and sprinted.

Lu Yi, who was protected in the middle and controlled by the master, never expected that Feng Zhao would sneak up on his stomach from the bottom up. What he couldn't accept the most was that his own stomach was taken in a mouthful, and it took a big chunk out of it. Pinch of hair.

You know, the bird's chest is not the back, it's mostly soft fur, and it's just for keeping warm, now!

The hair is gone!

hair!without!up!

Lu Yi was furious, he didn't care about manipulating the flames to siege, and his huge wings hit the bird's head in front of him.

Feng Zhao was already prepared. When he found that Lu Yi's hair could not support his body to fly into the air, he immediately put his wings together and hugged Lu Yi's paw. He fell straight down and trembled.

And Lu Yi, who was about to kill Feng Zhao with one wing, tilted his body and almost fell.

"Feng Zhao!" Lu Yi was furious, and the huge Qingluan opened his mouth and spewed out a flame.

in the audience.

Feng Wu stood up abruptly, looking at Feng Zhao who had suffered a mouthful of flames, and at the same time worried, he was inexplicably relieved.

Xu Tian'er pulled La Fengwu's sleeve, and whispered: "Brother Zhao is 100% compatible with the dual elements of light and fire, and is in the form of a beast, so nothing will happen."

Yes, Lu Yi's flames just made Feng Zhao close his eyes, and the fluff on his body was even stretched out in the flames.

Lu Yi's bird eyes were wide open, vaguely aware of something, but at this moment, what is he thinking about?

Feng Zhao closed his eyes and forced Lu Yi into a fire. Although the physical and physical damage was not serious, the psychological trauma was extremely serious!

"Haw, chirp, chirp—"

The red chicken suddenly raised its head to the sky and screamed. From the beginning of the chirping like a baby, it quickly became sharp and piercing.

at last.

After a high-pitched cry, the huge red chicken let go of its wings and flapped its wings.

Yes, fluttered up.

In the auditorium, countless people's eyes fell on this huge chicken, which was not like a bird. They watched him flap his wings and fly up, one meter, or only half a meter?

Anyway, it didn't fly very high, and everyone saw Feng Zhao's two wings bowed left and right, and "slapped" Lu Yi's bird's face.

Lu Yi: "!"

Audiences:"……"

On the huge arena, there was a long gasp, however, this was only the beginning, because soon, they saw the feather-plucking battle of the birds.

The Lu Family in Southern Fengzhou.

Lu Xiangnan, who was watching the game while handling official business, had put down the pen in his hand at some point. He frowned and looked at the big red bird on the light screen. The darker his eyes became, the more he looked at it.

The secretary stood aside, holding the request for instructions in his hand, and wanted to speak several times, but he dared not speak out. He vaguely sensed an unusual and dangerous aura from his big boss.

fortunately.

This dangerous atmosphere only lasted for a short 3 minutes, and even during these 3 minutes, the young master in the live light screen was still fighting with others.

"This is the latest cooperation contract, please review and approve it." The secretary respectfully placed the document on the desk, then lowered his head and was about to exit.

however.

Lu Xiangnan suddenly said, "This bird...whose family is it?"

The secretary was taken aback, and quickly realized: "Now I am fighting with the young master... Cough, the one who is fighting is the Tianjiao of Dongling Prefecture, whose full name is Feng Zhao, and he is exactly the person with the god-level qualifications that was rumored a while ago."

"Scarlet Thunder Tribulation, god-level aptitude... so it's him." Lu Xiangnan actually saw Feng Zhao's photo, but how should I put it, it's not an important person or thing to him, seeing it is just seeing it, forgetting it was Nothing could be more normal.

just.

Lu Xiangnan's eyes lingered on the big red bird for a long time, as if he thought of something, he said after a long time: "Go get the ancestral hall and get the genealogy. Also, invite the former patriarch over here."

After half an hour.

Lu Xiangnan looked at a name on the family tree that had been changed and crossed out, and the dark color in his eyes became darker.

"Xiangnan, what do you want from me?" The former patriarch was the oldest in the Lu family. During the years when he was in power, although the Lu family had no reputation, there were no troubles. The transition was smooth and smooth. In the hands of the former patriarch.

But when the former patriarch came to Lu Xiangnan again, many things happened in the Lu family that are not known to outsiders, such as the confusion of blood, and the discovery of monsters...

"Xiangnan?" The former patriarch stroked his white beard, squinted his eyes and looked at Lu Xiangnan with some concern.

Lu Xiangnan breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Grandpa, do you still remember... Lu Xiangbei? My brother?"

Here Lu Xiangnan mentioned Lu Xiangbei, but on the other side, Lao Li and Ji, who were watching the match, mentioned Lu Xiangnan.

Old man Ji said: "Although Lu Xiangnan indulged a bit in female sex, he is still good at teaching his son."

Lao Li sneered: "Teach your son to pluck feathers in the ring? That's really a good teaching."

Old man Ji couldn't help laughing: "Your words are too hurtful, right? Besides, Lu Yi is not the only one who plucks feathers now, he is also your good apprentice!"

Old Li Pi didn't even smile: "That's not my apprentice, don't blame me."

Old man Ji squinted to see that Lao Li, who was in a bad mood again, didn't add fuel to the fire, he just wrinkled, and his old orange-peeled face showed a little worry, "Feng Zhao is now with Lu Yi... Mao, it’s still slightly better.”

Lao Li looked at Lu Yi whose tail and wings were about to fall off, and then looked at Feng Zhao who was slightly better because of his short hair, although he was bald here and there, and the corner of his mouth twitched. , I didn't know what to say for a while.

Old man Ji pointed out something: "Lao Li, you haven't forgotten Lu Yi's bloodline, have you?"

Old Li was stunned when he heard the words, and realized the deep meaning in Old Man Ji's words, he couldn't help frowning: "The Feng family...has never heard of this surname, and a surname with such a bloodline shouldn't be like this."

"Yeah, we should have thought of this a long time ago, shouldn't we?" Old man Ji sighed, looking at Feng Zhao and Lu Yi, who were finally separated by Song Zhiran's sword, and saw that the two were equally huge, but what about their appearance? They are both a chicken and a bird, "The Lu family, it is rumored that his family made a fortune in the past by relying on blood, and then began to consciously gather people of the same blood, and even for a period of time, in order to ensure the blood, they purity, inbreeding."

Lao Li didn't know what old man Ji said, but just because he knew, he felt that things might be troublesome.

But soon, Lao Li looked at Song Zhi who was standing next to Feng Zhao, and then his eyes lit up, and he said: "That brat can't do anything else, it's just luck. Tsk, now, it's good to be able to follow There are only a few Lu families that match up, and he picks one out."

Old man Ji followed Lao Li's line of sight, fell silent for a while, and then laughed.

Feng Zhao doesn't think he is lucky now. If he is lucky, he should use his wings to slap Lu Yi's dead bird to death. Even if he saves some strength for some reason, at least he will Should I get dizzy so that I can pluck my hair by myself?

pity.

not at all.

Not only was there nothing, Feng Zhao was also bald on the left, one on the right, and three or four on the front...

All in all, just one word - ugly!

If it wasn't for winning the game, Feng Zhao felt that he would be pissed off today!

But it was also because he won the game that he gritted his teeth. In front of Lu Yi, he also smiled into a flower, and he was very proud to say something provocative during the handshake session.

then.

Feng Zhao was punished.

Who is Lu Yi?The next successor of the Lu family is a certainty!Since childhood, he was personally raised by Lu Xiangnan because of his blood. Since childhood, he was bathed in the eyes of everyone who revered him. Since childhood...

The child who was spoiled and brought up is still a self-proclaimed well-educated son of an aristocratic family. When he gets angry and his brain is dazzled by anger, he is definitely a bomb.

"Hula-"

Lu Yi opened his mouth, facing Feng Zhao's provocative face, and spewed out a mouthful of flames. Different from the previous flames, this flame was redder, hotter, and more eye-catching.

"No, it's Lu Yi's anger!" Lu Ze exclaimed, and was about to step forward, but someone stepped forward faster, a black light flashed in his hand, and at the same time that the cloak covered Feng Zhao, he slashed at Feng Zhao with his palm. Lu Yi.

Lu Yi ate the slap abruptly, but just wiped the corner of his mouth, and said coldly: "Feng Zhao, Song Zhiran—very good, I, Lu Yi, remembered it!"

After the words fell, Lu Yi turned around and was about to leave.

however.

A huge sword rose horizontally and blocked him. He was furious, flames shot up all over his body, as if he was about to fight Song Zhiran to the death.

however.

I don't know how, just at this moment.

Just when the audience, judges, and even the people in each lounge were worried, the flames on Lu Yi's body suddenly flickered and disappeared.

Lu Yi was stunned, his angry expression was still on his face, but he couldn't feel the heat on his palms, or even the flame power in his heart.

what happened?

Lu Yi was in a daze, but Huang Mao exclaimed: "Brother Zhao, what's wrong with you, Brother Zhao?"

Under the black cloak, the flames were gone, but Feng Zhao couldn't breathe either.

"Brother Zhao, Brother Zhao——"

"Xiao Zhao!" In the audience, Feng Wu couldn't hold back anymore, even Xu Yingjun stood up hurriedly to go to the ring.

However, no matter how fast they were, no matter how worried they were, they still failed to enter the ring area.

In fact, this arena has always been separated by formations, not only to ensure the safety of the participants, but also to ensure the safety of the audience.

"Brother Zhao, Brother Zhao, Brother Zhao—" Huang Mao burst into tears, trying to shake Feng Zhao awake several times, but held back.

Song Zhiran was sure that Feng Zhao was not breathing, but his heartbeat was still behind him, so he breathed a sigh of relief, turned his eyes around a certain lounge, and met the person standing by the window.

Song Zhiran's extremely black eyes were heavy, and he bent over and hugged Feng Zhao, and then there was wind under his feet, and he quickly walked towards the person.

Huang Mao ran up subconsciously, but Zhang Yan and Lu Ze stopped in front of Lu Yi after hesitating for a moment.

Lu Yi was still in a daze because of the sudden loss of his flame, when he saw Zhang Yan and Lu Ze's unfriendly expressions, he immediately realized something, and said angrily: "Why, it's just because you two want to pay for your life No? Just Feng Zhao, he deserves it too?!"

As soon as these words came out, before Zhang Yan and Lu Ze could speak, they heard two deep voices, "Then what about us?"

It was old man Ji and Lao Li. As soon as the two powerful men spoke out, the extremely strong coercion pressed on Lu Yi.

Lu Yi's complexion changed immediately, his pupils shrank, and he couldn't speak the loud words. He even felt that it would be fine if he didn't open his mouth. Once he opened his mouth, he might vomit blood directly.

Fortunately, soon, a familiar figure came to his side.

Uncle Zhong patted Lu Yi on the shoulder, his eyes were as kind as ever, but after looking at Old Man Ji and Lao Li with such kindness, he became sharper, "It's too much for the two old seniors to bully the small like this. Alright."

Lao Li sneered: "When it comes to seniors, how can Old Man Ji and I compare to Old Zhong?"

The old man Ji also added, "It is rumored that Zhong Lao has failed to hit the ninth step for the third time. I have been an old man for so many years, but I have just touched the threshold of the eighth ring. It is incomparable."

Uncle Zhong, that is, Lao Zhong in the mouths of Lao Li and Ji Lao, was not at all offended by the yin and yang, but said indifferently: "There are not many people in the same era, and the old man is just the most unlucky one. The old butler."

When the word "housekeeper" was mentioned, Mr. Zhong turned his head and glanced at Lu Yi who was a little dazed, and raised his hand again, and patted Lu Yi's shoulder lightly. The meaning of maintenance was obvious.

Old Li was upset right away, this old bastard was partial and unreasonable, but he was upright, so he...

"Lao Li." Old man Ji said suddenly, interrupting Lao Li's furious emotions, and said slowly, "Since Mr. Zhong has spoken, Lao Li and I have to give you a little face no matter what happens? But—by bullying Little can't do it, it shouldn't hurt to compete with peers, right?"

Mr. Zhong wanted to refuse, but he knew that if he refused, Lu Yi and even the Lu family's face would probably be sprayed with saliva. He frowned and looked at the man who came out of the special lounge. The son of the Song family sighed softly.

"Young Master, I know that you got angry because of the previous incident, and it was not your intention. But some things happened, and they happened, and you——have to bear it."

In these two sentences, if the first sentence is for outsiders, intended to fool and save face for Lu Yi, then the latter sentence is to teach Lu Yi the principles of life.

Lu Yi naturally heard Zhong Lao's words, but because he heard it, he felt more and more resentful and aggrieved.

Why?

Why!

As for Feng Zhao, if he dies, he dies. Does he really want to make himself lose his life?

He does too!

he……

Lu Yi looked at Song Zhiran angrily.

Song Zhiran's extremely dark eyes were also looking at him, indifferent and deep cold, and a water-colored long sword slowly condensed out of his sleeve robe.

In the arena, after the second match, there was an extra "little easter egg".

The auditorium, which was originally noisy and noisy, subconsciously quieted down. Those eyes were all looking at the two people on the ring, determined to watch every scene of this competition. Get it clear, and then—go out and blow it!

Unfortunately.

They didn't see anything.

Yes, the audience who were looking forward to it were blocked by the thin water mist that suddenly rose, and there was nothing but the sound of "beep" like an old monk knocking on a wooden fish.

even!

Before the audience had time to protest, the easter egg was over.

On the arena, the thin mist dispersed. Song Zhiran, who was dressed in a moon-white robe, stood holding a sword, while Lu Yi, who was facing him, knelt on the ground with his chest covered, his pupils dilated.

"Master." Mr. Zhong brushed off the enchantment covering the arena with his hand, and walked in front of Lu Yi in three steps at a time. After confirming that Lu Yi had suffered internal injuries, he was relieved. , got up and picked him up.

"It is rumored that the Song family uses fate to tell fortunes, but the hexagrams are life-threatening. Now that I see it, Zhong knows that the rumors are true. However, I don't know when the Song family has another compass for changing luck. And so familiar."

After saying this, Mr. Zhong left with a meaningful look in his eyes.

The water sword in Song Zhiran's hand melted away, and his extremely black eyes looked at the back of Zhonglao and his party. It took a long time to look away, and he raised his foot to go to a certain lounge.

"Wait a minute." One of the three judges suddenly spoke up, but he was stopped abruptly before he could ask what he wanted to ask.

Old man Ji was smiling, but the force with which he grabbed this man's arm was not light at all, "It's just the vindictiveness of the juniors, we old seniors should not interfere."

Saying that, old man Ji gave Lao Li a look.

Lao Li frowned, and eight red spirit rings flashed on his body, revealing an extremely strong coercion, silently intimidating.

Song Zhiran