Chapter Forty-Five: Thunder Vitality

There was a thunderclap from the sky, and another purple thunderbolt brewed from the sky, falling rapidly towards the center of the arena.

The lightning surged, covering the entire arena in an instant, and the four people, including Yu Sheng, were all wrapped in purple lightning.

The purple thunder was ferocious, but it did not cause any harm to everyone present, but there was a powerful vitality contained in it, as the electric light shuttled through the crowd, constantly penetrating into their bodies.

"This stinks!"

Yu Sheng sighed, woke up slowly, and muttered in a low voice with blank eyes.

"Hey, Nima's awake!"

Dara stood beside Yu Sheng, pouting, with a touch of disappointment and regret on her face, and said unwillingly.

Or become a seven-color guard!

If he hadn't found Yu Sheng as a stand-in, maybe he wouldn't have been able to stand out from the crowd and become a seven-color guard.

Perhaps, this is called lifting a stone and hitting one's own feet!

Ten thousand people competed, except for Yu Sheng and Dala, there was only an old man and a woman left, and the rest of the people all died tragically in the fight against each other.

"The price of becoming a seven-color guard is too great!"

Yu Sheng got up from the ground, bathed in purple electric light, and said with some emotion.

He had seen dead people, but nearly 10,000 people all died in front of him in a short period of time, and in terms of the soul of Yu Sheng's earthlings, it was still a little unacceptable.

"Well, where is it, and there are no dead people!"

Darla pursed her lips, arms around her chest, a hint of disdain flashing across her face.

"Are you blind? You didn't see so many people dying in front of you?"

Yu Sheng was even more disdainful than Dara and raised his foot and kicked Dara in the ass.

"Nima's stupidity!

Dara's forehead was bruised, but he didn't dare to do it directly to Yu Sheng, his father was still watching from the top of his head, if he dared to touch a hair of his sworn brother, with the style of a meat ball, he would definitely break Dara's legs.

As soon as Dara finished speaking, he saw a bright figure appearing in the purple electric light in an instant, and after a while, it reached nearly 10,000 people, who were the ones who participated in the competition and were killed!

Yu Sheng could see that the fat man in yellow who was accidentally slashed to death by him was standing in the crowd, his face pale, looking at him with fear and hatred.

"What's going on?"

Yu Sheng was dumbfounded, he had walked through the pile of dead people, and he could clearly feel that not long ago, these people were already dead.

"Huh!"

Dara sneered, and had no intention of resolving her doubts with Yu Sheng.

"After the martial arts conference, there are those who survive to the end, Huang Yunyi, Di Ze, Yu Mi, uh...... Dalaboba Bandebi captured the four charcoal sellers and gave them the identity of the Purple Guard of the Seven Colors!"

A middle-aged man in a green shirt flying fish suit hung in the air and announced lightly, his voice was not very loud, but it contained vitality but spread throughout the arena.

Fat Da, who was hidden in the crowd, his face tightened, and he suddenly turned gray, and when he looked at Yu Sheng again, his eyes were only hatred.

If it weren't for Yu Sheng, he would have become one of the people of Ziwei at this moment!

"Because there is one less person, the martial artist in the late stage of bone training is fat, and his strength is outstanding, even if he dies, he can make an exception for Ziwei!"

When Fat Da was filled with complex emotions such as disappointment, regret, hatred, etc., another sentence from the middle-aged man in the green shirt was like a thunderbolt, hitting his fragile little heart fiercely.

"Damn, I'm special, I'm special, I'll go to your uncle!"

Fat Da's face was full of excitement, and when the eyes of hundreds of thousands of people in the audience were focused on him, he couldn't help but burst into a foul mouth.

"Huh?"

The middle-aged man in the green shirt was stunned for a moment, and his face suddenly became gloomy.

"My lord, I'm not going to your uncle, I'm going to ...... you!no, no, no...... me, my lord, the minister is guilty!"

Seeing that the middle-aged man in the green shirt looked displeased, Fat Da couldn't help but become more nervous, and hurriedly explained, but the more he described, the darker he became. In the end, his knees weakened, his face was desperate, and he knelt down with a thud.

"Alright, I know what you mean!"

The middle-aged man in the green shirt smiled suddenly and waved his hand.

"Thank you, Lord for your grace!"

Fat Da breathed a sigh of relief and lay on the ground, unable to help but cry with gratitude.

Now, where does he still have the ferocious appearance of killing dozens of people with a fart before.

Yu Sheng stood in place, looking at the huge contrast between the front and back, he couldn't relax for a while, he really couldn't figure it out, but it was just tea time, how could a person change so much?

"I seem to have underestimated the gold content of this seven-color guard!"

Yu Sheng came back to his senses, his eyes flickered, and he touched his chin with his arms around his chest and whispered.

"The five of you, follow me to the Seven Colors Guard Mansion, and the rest of you will disperse!"

The middle-aged man in the green shirt stood quietly in the air, looking down at the hundreds of thousands of people in the arena, said in a low voice, and then fell lightly towards the stand where the meat ball was.

In the arena, there were voices of people for a while, the audience was still excited, and the contestants were vain, and their faces were pale and could not hide their disappointment, it seemed that even if they could be resurrected again after death, they also paid a lot of price for this resurrection.

Everyone dispersed, and the other three couldn't help but set their eyes on the only Tongmai Realm martial artist among the five, Yu Sheng!

"Oh, your name is Yu Mi, lucky boy, I remember you! My name is ......."

Fat Da got up from the ground and walked in front of Yu Sheng's body and said in a cold voice with a ruthless look.

"Stop, what kind of onion are you? I'm not interested in knowing what your name is?"

Yu Sheng crossed his arms around his chest, his face was full of disdain, and he didn't look at the fat man in yellow.

"You, good! We will work together in the future, and I hope Brother Yu will take care of it!"

Fat Da's face turned pale, a hint of jealousy flashed in his eyes, and he suddenly changed to a smiling face, and said to Yu Sheng in harmony.

Yu Sheng was stunned for a moment, his face became a little strange, this fat man is really a strange person, and the way of changing his face is better than the doglegs he met in the company in his previous life.

Stretch out your hand and don't hit the smiling person, since Fat Daken bows his head, Yu Sheng will not be too aggressive.

"Hehe, do I know you well?

Yu Sheng smiled faintly and said loudly.

"If you don't know it now, you will be familiar later, there has to be a process for everything, do you say yes?"

Fat Da's face froze, but he was not annoyed, and he still said to the four people around him with a smile on his face.

"This ...... Brother Di, Sister Huang, and this Dara Bangba, what?"

Yu Sheng's tone was tough and difficult to deal with, and as soon as Fat Da changed his words, he started to deal with the other three.

Even if his cultivation is the highest among these five people and he has reached the late stage of bone training, he still lowers his posture and speaks with people full of sincerity, which is difficult for people to have a bad feeling.

Although Dara didn't like Yu Sheng, she didn't care about him, Huang Yunyi was a woman, and her personality seemed to be quite cold, so she nodded in Fat Da's warm greeting and didn't speak again.