Chapter 672: Duel

The audience was in an uproar!

It's not that the Night King's tone is too contemptuous, but the meaning of his words is shocking, first, with the Iron Commander of the First Empire, he is actually only leading the way for some people, and the origin of some people is too amazing, who is it? Could it be the Black Emperor, or does it mean something else, and second, the Night King's unprecedented promise not to open the killing ring seems to be the first time unprecedented.

"MY KING!" Nadak covered his heart with one hand, bowed slightly towards the Night King, and said with a solemn expression, "This one, let me fight." ”

The Night King shook his hand: "Thatcher is at the peak of the Great Consummation of Ningdan, and your fight against her is likely to be the result of both defeats, and you will not be able to fight in the future." ”

Nadakh Gujing's eyes flashed with a trace of waves, and he nodded silently, no more.

Thatcher lifted up from the ground as light as a swallow and landed lightly on the high platform, not too big, and bowed his hand to the Night King: "King, I have another suggestion, I don't know if it's okay?"

"You say. ”

"Since the king has no intention of separating life and death, how about you and me limit ourselves to twenty moves, and the victory or defeat will be decided by the assembly?"

Ye Ning smiled: "Isn't it that some people want you to try my depth, it's better to limit it to ten moves, as long as you don't fall out of the high platform, it's not that you can't fight again, even if you win." ”

As soon as these words came out, the audience fell silent, and after a while, it was boiling, and no less than 50,000 people in the audience shouted: "King of the Night!"

There is no low-key talk in the underground world, especially in the ring, arrogance is a weapon to attract fans, of course, the premise is to match the corresponding strength.

Thatcher frowned a little displeased, she thought she had enough respect for the Night King, but the Night King was too contemptuous of her, how to say that she was one of the three commanders of the First Empire, recognized as a strong contender for the king's seat, and defeated herself in ten rounds, I was afraid that Morgan, the only pirate among the five kings who entered the Dao realm, did not dare to hold it so big.

"Okay, that's a deal. ”

Thatcher was also a decisive person, and after taking a sip, he looked at Freud, who was satisfied with the result, and immediately announced: "According to the agreement, the mediation plan between the two sides of this group is limited to a duel between Thatcher and the Night King, limited to ten rounds." ”

The Free Realm, the Dragon Group, the Dark Knight, and the people from all three parties went to the stage, and the Night King stood up from his position, slowed down for more than ten steps, and raised his palm lightly to signal that he was ready.

Thatcher stretched out one arm, a majestic true qi wrapped around his arm, his expression was awe-inspiring, and the black and gold armor shone in the sun.

The first magician of the Red Devils, Biscondi, said expressionlessly: "At the last summit, Thatcher was in the realm of the Great Perfection of Ning Dan, and now he is at the peak, half a foot into the Dao realm, and the Night King won in ten rounds, so he is too confident." ”

The big pirate, Morgan thoughtfully: "I can't see the realm of the Night King, but I can be sure that he has not yet entered the Dao realm, if it is really as he said, he can defeat Thatcher in ten rounds, I am afraid that he is an invincible existence under the Dao realm." ”

The Prince of the Blood Clan, Barbares nodded in agreement: "As for the battle of the king in the last session, I believe that the realm is not his opponent. ”

The president of the Zeus Guild, Gonzalez's face was dark, and his eyes turned around the Night King a few times before he said, "Looking at his appearance, he didn't plan to cast the Night..."

The ultimate judge of the arbiter, Thomas snorted, his eyes flashing slightly: "Then he is humiliating himself." ”

The chief priest of the Western Holy Court, Cardoso suddenly said, "Don't underestimate him, he is at least thirty years younger than the old man." At the end of his sentence, he shut his mouth and said no more.

Biscondi and the others were shocked, Cardoso's age was in his early sixties, thirty years younger, didn't it mean that the Night King was only in his early thirties, or even younger, this martial arts talent was simply incredible, you must know that when they were thirty, they were in the early stage of Ning Dan, Xiaocheng... And Cardoso's judgment is difficult to doubt, this guy is a supernatural person, who can guess his actual age by the exuberance of the flesh and blood in the human body, and he is not far from ten.

For a while, the two emperors and four kings were silent in unison and began to concentrate on the duel.

β€œACTION!” As soon as Freud gave the order, the battle began, Thatcher's figure became illusory, and then disappeared from the spot, only in the blink of an eye, and when he reappeared, he was already within ten meters of the Night King, and with a wave of one arm, suddenly, a blue whirlwind rose from the ground, more than three feet high, and swept towards the Night King.

There was an exclamation at the scene, the Night King stood still, and in an instant, the powerful whirlwind was swept into it, and the figure was blurred, but Thatcher did not stop there, and he dodged and bravely rushed into the whirlwind.

Morgan's eyes flashed, and he laughed with some schadenfreude: "Thatcher magnified his moves as soon as he came up, haha, this time, the Night King miscalculated, even if he was not seriously injured, he had to retreat." ”

The rest of the people are also contemptive, they can feel the violent energy contained in the blue whirlwind, and falling into it, Thatcher's combat power will obviously be bonus, in their opinion, the Night King is too conceited, even if he can deal with it, a moment of passivity is inevitable, you know, this competition is agreed to be ten rounds, according to the rules of the conference, if the number of rounds cannot be identified, the conversion time is limited to one minute.

If this blue whirlwind lasted for a minute, it was unknown whether the Night King would be able to get out of it.

"Bang bang bang!" The blue whirlwind became stronger and stronger, intensifying in seconds, and soon, the two figures inside were no longer visible to the naked eye, and only one after another like a heavy hammer hitting a drum was heard, making people's hearts beat with it.

In the free country below, Fang Lan and Ouyang Xiaqing were extremely nervous, their beautiful eyes stared at the stage without blinking, the two hearts were almost about to jump out of their bodies, but Tang Minhui and the other nine cores' faces remained unchanged at all, and they didn't seem to be worried about any accidents at all.

"Bang!" The ninth crashing sound came, and it felt like two cars over 100 yards colliding head-on, shaking people's eardrums painfully, and the blue whirlwind did not weaken at all, and a trace of energy electric snake appeared on the surface, making people's eyelids jump.

For more than ninety percent of the people present, this supernatural attack method is no longer within the scope of their cognition, even if they are not in it, they can imagine that if they are involved, they will inevitably die.

"Bang!" The ninth crash fell, and the tenth crash sounded one after another, and almost at the same time, a figure flew upside down from the whirlwind, and a large cloud of blood gushed out of its mouth like no money, splashing more than a foot high, pouring down.

(End of chapter)