Did God drop his horse today [Myth]

After Ryan finished eating two pieces of snacks, the players in the field finished the game. There was a lot of cheers in the field, but it was a long time since the people behind came on the field, and the field gradually became quiet.

After a moment of silence, it started to boil again, and the whispers of dissatisfaction gradually increased. All the people present were irritable brothers, and they might start their own hands at any time when they became impatient.

At this moment, a handsome and mighty strong man stepped onto the stage.

Logically speaking, generally speaking, the hostesses of such occasions should be slender beauties. For example, in the casino and auction house of Mamen, the hosts are all beautiful-looking, hot-figured succubi, but Samael is looking for force value A tall and strong man will be the host.

Tsk, I have to say, seeing such a host, it's really a bit hot-eyed.Beelzebub commented absently while eating his own food.

Obviously, such a host would not be like those Pingting picturesque beauties who presided over the scene by saying some beautiful words. When they first came on stage, they didn't even use the magic weapon for sound transmission, and just yelled:

"Give me peace!"

After hearing his yelling, everyone in the room fell silent and looked at the people in the room involuntarily.

"Now announcing an exciting event!" The strong man said, his expression also extremely excited.

"I'm telling you, all of you have had great luck. Today, right now, Lord Samael is going to fight a boy from the East here, and it's a feast for your eyes."

The people present naturally cheered, the atmosphere was so enthusiastic that wave after wave, their expressions were filled with excitement.

Lucifer looked at the scene, but couldn't bear to look straight at his face. He shook his head with a headache, and said helplessly: "Although Samuel is a violent madman, he still has a high IQ in dealing with people. Why does his subordinate Just so empty of force and no intelligence?"

"Maybe it's because you just focus on fighting and don't eat enough, are you hungry?" Beelzebub replied while stuffing something into his mouth.

Lucifer rested his forehead with one hand, looked down at the floor, and didn't want to speak.

Ryan stopped to take the hand that was pointing to the dim sum, sat down obediently, did not make any movements, but turned his head to look at Lucifer, stretched out his hand to hold the hand on his forehead.

Lucifer let Ryan pull his hand down, and turned to look at Ryan, but Ryan didn't speak, so he put his other hand on the back of Lucifer's hand, and held his hand.

Lucifer smiled lightly, rubbed the top of Ryan's head with the other hand, then leaned gently next to Ryan's ear, speaking with a smile:

"You still have some snack dregs on your hands."

Ryan withdrew his hand in an instant, looked at it seriously, and it was so clean that there was nothing there, knowing that Lucifer was joking with him again, he turned his head angrily, and ignored him.

Beelzebub calmly turned his head to look at the field. He was fine, but his eyes hurt a little, no, his ears hurt a little too.Obviously he didn't see anything, and he didn't hear anything.

Your Majesty is not a pedophile, Your Majesty is not a pedophile, Your Majesty is not a pedophile... Your Majesty is a pedophile.Beelzebub continued to recite the mantra silently in his heart, and after several times, he found that what he recited silently was not quite right.

He suddenly stuffed a lot of food into his mouth, his mentality collapsed, it was over, if His Majesty knew about this, He would be cut off by His Majesty.

Sensing Beelzebub's movements, Lucifer turned his head and glanced at him, the corner of his mouth twitched: "No one will fight with you."

"Ahem." Hearing Lucifer's words, Beelzebub choked on what he had just eaten, and finally stopped, "It tastes better this way."

"Really?" Lucifer raised his eyebrows with a deep smile, the look in his eyes made Beelzebub's hair stand on end, but he insisted on holding on, but he couldn't move.

At this time, all the boiling things around were over, and they all calmed down. Thinking carefully about what the host said before, it seemed that it was Lord Samael and a boy from the East.

Something seems wrong.With a kid from the East... wait, with whom?Not with Lord Asmodeus, but with an oriental boy who doesn't know what his background is? !

Everyone became even more restless at once, and the most troublesome person stood up immediately, and shouted carelessly: "Let's bet! Let's bet! If you bet against Mr. Samael, you will pay ten, and if you bet against that Oriental boy, you will be paid one." ten!"

All of a sudden, the field was very lively.

"It's strange, Samuel and Asi often fight, why don't you see this group of good people betting and gambling?" Beelzebub was a little strange, and his eating speed was a little slower.

"Because I played a lot." Lucifer didn't even look there from the corner of his eye, but looked at the ring quite intently. He was also quite curious about Yang Jian's strength.

It makes sense.Beelzebub threw another handful of snacks into his mouth, and decided that he should shut up and stop showing off his IQ blindly.

At this moment, Lean pulled Lucifer's sleeve, looked at him seriously and asked, "Luci, who do you think will win?"

"What do you think?" Lucifer didn't answer directly, but asked Ryan instead.Before changing it, he must correct Ryan's address, regardless of the present, just let him.

"You may not like my answer." Ryan said without hesitation.

Lucifer stretched out his hand and rubbed Ryan's hair, smiled lightly, but did not comment on the strength of the two, but said calmly: "A draw, no matter what the process is, it can only be a draw in the end."

After Lucifer's voice fell, the others also fell silent. This time, it was not because of Lucifer's influence, but because the protagonist in their words finally appeared on the stage.

Samuel changed his suit into something special for fighting. He was dressed in black and had a cold expression. Standing there, he had the aura of an angry monarch.

Yang Jian's clothes did not change, he was still wearing the golden clothes that came today, his long hair was completely tied up, and he stood lazily in the field, showing no sign of his fighting spirit.

Is this person really a fighting madman at the same level as Samuel?After seeing Yang Jian's appearance, basically everyone will have this question in their hearts.

Following the referee's order, both sides started to move immediately. After all, this was a ring battle, and it was like a normal battle. It would be too boring if the enemy didn't move and I didn't move.

Samuel moved very quickly, just like his temperament, he was in a hurry, and he had already made dozens of moves in the blink of an eye.

Yang Jian seemed to be able to handle the tricks with ease, and he was a bit leisurely, but he never took the initiative to attack.

Samuel punched Yang Jian's forehead with one fist, Yang Jian's footsteps were like the wind, and he avoided Samuel's punch with his head sideways in a few steps.Samuel immediately bent his elbow, and hit Yang Jian's temple with an elbow.

The power of darkness was condensed on his arm, and his movements were extremely fast, this blow could almost be called a thunderbolt.

Seeing this, Yang Jian raised his hand, put his fingers together, and a golden aura gradually condensed on his hand, just like this, it collided with Samuel's elbow, causing layers of air waves.

After the air wave dissipated, the scene in the field became clear again. Yang Jian and Samuel each stepped back a few steps, but their clothes were not messed up.

"Taught." Yang Jian straightened his sleeves and smiled at Samuel.

"Don't dare to take it." Samuel raised his lips and showed a wanton smile, "It's just that now it seems that bare hands can't tell the winner. So, I'm going to offend."

After Samael finished speaking, he flipped his right palm, and a long knife appeared out of nowhere in his hand. He held the long knife horizontally in front of him, and he could hear the sound of breaking the wind after a few movements.

"Ah, how come?" As he said that, Yang Jian also turned his palm lightly, and a trident appeared in his hand, and he also swiped the trident on the spot, and three strokes of the same depth appeared on the ground. mark.

After that, Yang Jian made a gesture of invitation to Samuel with one hand, and his leisurely smile became more aggressive.

Samuel was also not polite to him, he snorted softly, raised the long knife in his hand, and slashed at Yang Jian in the middle.

Yang Jian made a sudden effort, jumped upwards to avoid this move, and stepped on the tip of Samuel's knife with all his strength, using his strength to jump up higher, then turned the sharp point of the trident in his hand, borrowing the high He stabbed at Samuel everywhere.

Samael had no intention of dodging at all. When he saw the trident stabbing at him, he swung the knife in his hand and pressed it against his head, and red evil spirit gathered at the blade.

But just when the two were about to meet hand-to-hand, Yang Jian withdrew his moves temporarily, crossed Samuel's blade, and stabbed him in the chest.

Samuel also stopped the move in time, jumped a few steps back, and put down the knife in his hand again to block Yang Jian's attack this time.

Lucifer, who was watching from his seat, suddenly raised the corners of his lips, and said softly, "It's really rare."

Beelzebub beside him also nodded in agreement: "Yes, it's rare that someone can compete with Samael."

Lucifer raised his eyebrows, but he did not affirm Beelzebub's words.Just after Beelzebub finished speaking, Beelzebub opened his eyes wide in surprise.

When the blades of the two men just touched, Yang Jian immediately jumped up by the force of the collision, turned around and swept Samuel's foot, and at the same time pointed the tip of the trident blade to the ground again, facing Sa Maier again. Meyer stabs.

This time, there was almost no gap between Yang Jian's two moves. Samuel couldn't cope with it for a while, and he didn't have time to completely avoid it, so he had to try his best to turn sideways, but the sleeve on his arm was still torn.

"This kid is very powerful. He can retract and release his moves freely. I'm afraid he has mastered his own strength to the point of perfection." Beelzebub looked at it intently for a long time, and only after Yang Jian accepted his moves did he start eating his snacks again.

"That's right..." Lucifer nodded absently, his brows furrowed, "However, why do I feel that his style of play is a little, a little... hooligan?"

Beelzebub paused, looked at the battle in the field more seriously, and smiled: "Don't say it, it's really a bit."

Although Yang Jian's moves appeared to be majestic, thick and subtle, but after careful observation, and compared with Samel, who always moves straight, they are a little more flexible and cunning, making people even more unpredictable.

"It should be because of his superb learning and mastery of moves that he can have this effect." Beelzebub said after thinking.

Lucifer nodded without hesitation, he always felt that this Erlang God would not think it was so simple on the surface, but so what?No matter what the background of this Erlang Shenjun is, as long as it does not harm his interests, it has nothing to do with him.

The author has something to say:

This is yesterday's update... So if there are no accidents, there will be an update later. All the messages before that update are sent with red envelopes, and the messages will stay in the previous chapter.

Ahhh, fighting is really hard to write, you have to be a good boy who doesn’t fight QAQ

And, here is a small pre-acquisition "My dog, professional face slapping" is about the story of Erlang and Xiaotian, which is a follow-up article. I will write this article after it is finished. It is before Erlang became a god. The history of growth and the story before coming to hell, if you are interested, you can pre-order it~Guide to my column~

I didn’t have this idea at first, but when I was writing the outline, I was inexplicably overwhelmed by the setting I gave Erlang, so I decided to write that in the next article~