The Tale of Breaking Free to Cultivate Immortality

"Sir, if you believe in me so much." Li Ruoyu's voice became extremely respectful, but Xuan Ce could feel the strong confidence in his voice.

"Why don't I decide the arrangement of this game?" Li Ruoyu said firmly.

"Yes." Xuan Ce's response was very concise.

There were so many people on his side, but only this kid saw the key to the problem.

At this moment, he had to treat a dead horse as a living horse. Who else could he trust if not him!

"The opponent will definitely not send the strongest one in the first game." Li Ruoyu whispered, "but will send the second-class horse, so whoever can beat the opponent's second-class horse steadily will be sent."

When he said this, in addition to perception and judgment, it was based on the reason that he knew this allusion.

The opponent will definitely leave Luo Bai, the trump card, for the last round, just like he did in the last round.

That guy, of course, has to be left to Li Ruoyu to deal with.

Among the same level, Li Ruoyu has never been afraid of anyone.

Especially since he was a genius from such a small place, he felt that he still had the confidence to handle it.

"The opponent's first-class horse..." Xuan Ce said here, looked at Li Ruoyu, and stopped talking.

The opponent's third-class horse had been ignored by Xia Tian, ​​the stinky boy.

"As you wish!" Xuan Ce waved his hand, "Xu Fei, you must win this round."

With the eyes of this garrison commander, he naturally knew who was more confident between Xu Fei and Mo Qi.

Even if their strengths were almost the same, this garrison commander would pick the stronger one.

Sure enough, when Xuan Ce sent Xu Fei, Hei Liu's face changed slightly, but then he became excited again.

He also knew that Xu Fei was the strongest among the three opponents.

He used his second-class horse to fight the opponent's first-class horse. If he could win, it would be the best. If he lost, it would be okay, because his first-class horse would definitely win!

In the competition of nine rounds and five wins, his side only needed to win this round.

They really didn't know much about the new little white face.

But they only know one thing, that is, the pretty boy comes from the weakest shrimp tribe. No matter how powerful he is, he is still a shrimp!

The shrimp tribe is just the food for many tribes in the endless ocean.

Xu Fei's face was serious. He was very confident in himself, but it was really stressful to send him to such a crucial game.

"I am optimistic about you." Just as Xu Fei walked out with an ugly face, Xuan Ce suddenly spoke.

"We will win!" Xu Fei shouted, and then rushed into the battle space.

Facing this crucial battle, the garrison envoy, other people, and even the people on both sides were extremely nervous.

Even Li Ruoyu was not 100% sure, after all, it was Xu Fei who took action, not himself.

If this coward's legs were weak at the critical moment, his plan would become a joke.

It is even possible that he would not even have the opportunity to take action and would directly lose the competition.

Fortunately, the process was bumpy, but the result was still smooth!

With Xuan Ce's words, Xu Fei played for his life from beginning to end in this competition.

The two sides fought a big battle, and almost beat the other side to half crippled, and then the winner was decided.

"We won!" Xuan Ce was calm on the surface, but he was very happy in his heart.

As long as his side kept winning, he could firmly hold the initiative in his hands.

As expected, the opponent still went first in the eighth game.

And the result was still not beyond Li Ruoyu's expectations. The opponent sent out a third-class horse that could almost be said to be just to make up the numbers.

The other one, although slightly weaker than Xu Fei, still didn't spend much effort to win this victory.

From 1 to 4 to 4 to 4, the people on the Deep Sea Black Snake side felt that their mood was like jumping back and forth between the top of the cloud and the quagmire.

"Brother Xuan Ce, it's finally the last round of the decisive game." Hei Liu looked at Li Ruoyu, and then looked at the young man beside him.

Hei Liu seemed to have collapsed and lost three games in a row, but his confidence was not shaken at all.

At this time, it, as well as all the strong men of the Black Armored Dragon Clan, still had an expression of confidence in victory.

"Heiyun!" Hei Liu waved his pen and finally called out the name of the last contestant.

He was another member of the Black Armored Dragon Clan. It seemed that his judgment was completely correct.

In fact, at this point, it didn't matter who the opponent was.

"Xia Tian!" Xuan Ce shouted loudly, and then waved his hand.

If Xia Tian's judgment had not been correct, his side would have collapsed directly, and even if he hadn't waited a few more days to recruit a genius like Xia Tian, ​​he would have lost today.

"Xia Tian?" Hei Yun laughed, "A guy from the shrimp clan? Hahahaha, is there no one left in your Deep Sea Black Snake Clan? Sending a random guy is better than this thing."

"Your Black Armored Dragon Clan is called the West Sea Evil Dragon by the human race, but now it seems that it is just like that." Li Ruoyu did not get angry, because there were still a group of strong men from the Black Armored Dragon Clan standing opposite.

He is just a small follower of the shrimp tribe now, so he still needs to be careful with his words.

"If you can't even beat a rotten fish and shrimp like me, how will you deal with it?" Li Ruoyu sneered.

"What a joke!" Heiyun seemed to have heard the funniest joke he had ever heard in his life, "If I can't even beat you, I, Heiyun, will sacrifice my life for this spiritual vein!"

"Then I, Xia, will have to bear the reputation of killing the Black Armored Dragon Clan?" Li Ruoyu was not looking at Heiyun while speaking, but staring at the garrison commander Hei Liu.

Hei Liu frowned. He actually felt something was wrong. How could the situation that he was sure to win have reached the final round? A mere shrimp clan guy, a clan that only advances to the Refining Void Realm once in hundreds of thousands of years.

Why was he so confident when facing the genius of his clan?

"Since it has reached the final round, why not follow Heiyun's words and sacrifice the loser to this spiritual vein!?" Hei Liu did not target the shrimp clan junior, but looked at Xuan Ce.

Xuan Ce frowned. At this point, he actually had an illusion that the value of this shrimp clan kid was greater than most of the strong men under his command.

"Little guy." Xuan Ce looked at Li Ruoyu.

"Sir, as a member of your command, Xia Tian dares not disobey your orders." Li Ruoyu's eyes did not evade, but looked directly at the garrison commander.

"Okay, then it's as you wish!" Xuan Ce said "Okay" to Li Ruoyu, and the second half of the sentence was to Hei Liu, who agreed to this temporary bet.

"Hehe~" Hei Yun laughed cruelly, and when he looked at Li Ruoyu, it seemed to be looking at a dead person, oh no, a dead shrimp!

"You have a good eye." Li Ruoyu also laughed. If he could kill the genius of the Black Armored Dragon lineage, the garrison commander would be even happier.