"Crane, you Holder Manor traitor!"

On the opposite side was a large group of angry people, all of them glaring at Klein, gritting their teeth and wanting to eat people, as if the big fighter with his head bowed was like a thorn in the eye of some people who hated to pull it out. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Wanxiang Dao felt very uncomfortable, and looked back and forth at Klein, who was speechless, and didn't know what to say. It's really unseemly, brother.

Big brother, how can you be so miserable when you are one of the candidates for the Sword Master? Yes, you are down, it's true, but the whole manor is against you, what's going on? How bad is your popularity? No one can speak for you!!

Qintian's little pig stood upright and leaned next to Wanxiangdao's calf, his dark eyes blinking and blinking, and his little fan-like ears flicked and flicked. It couldn't help muttering in its heart: The situation is a little wrong, we are not villains on our side!

Lina looked at the scene in front of her with a sneer on her face, and had no intention of interfering at all. The big fat face was not shocked, Sophie was a little uneasy, Ireland observed the universal Dao's reaction with full meaning, and Klein still had a cold face and did not explain or speak.

The people on the opposite side stretched out their hands and scolded for a cup of tea, and the crowd silently and spontaneously parted a way, and three old men with strong aura walked side by side unhurriedly.

Look, the old man on the left is dressed in a tight yellow robe, short like a round winter melon, he has a pigtail on the top of his head, and the skin on his face is smooth and red and shiny, like a child who has not grown up. Of course, the smug smile on the face and the gesture of waving the hand betray the vanity and pompous nature.

The old man in the middle is burly, he is dressed in a green robe with thorn patterns, blonde hair hanging down his shoulders, a Chinese face, and a tight mouth that seems to be difficult to get along. The whole person looks like he has a kind of temperament that is not angry but powerful.

The old man on the right is thin, dressed in black, with fluffy red hair, and a wrinkled old face with a vague sad face, as if he is troubled.

Seeing this, the corners of Wanxiang Dao's mouth couldn't help but hook up a sneer. Enough of the little shrimp making a fuss, the big fish is finally coming out!

"Crane, what's the matter with you, don't you recognize your mentor?" the burly old man glanced at the indifferent Crane with a displeased face, and immediately frowned and reminded.

Just as Wanxiang Dao was puzzled, Klein stepped forward with a complicated face, and respectfully bowed to the thin old man on the right, and then to the other two elders in turn.

"Klein greetings to the teacher!"

"Klein greetings to the two seniors!"

At this time, hearing Klein's greetings with shame, Wanxiang Dao didn't know that his own momentum had weakened a lot. He could only curse in his heart: You really deserve to be an old fox!

"Bambats, the one who is now the actual ruler of Holder Manor, Adolf, the other Juggernaut candidate is his student, the short one is called Aubrey, a veritable straw bale, and finally the guy is Crane's mentor named Angus, a dying fellow!"

Wanxiang Dao hurriedly turned to look at Lina beside Crane, only to see her standing there as if nothing had happened, as if she had just heard in her head.

"Idiot! Look at what I'm doing! I'm just a humanoid shell now, and Klein is an angry brain, you need to help him when you get the chance!"

Wanxiang Dao was almost angry with her, and he said why is Lina, the famous god hunter, so calm?

Thinking of this, Wanxiang Dao frowned and asked Lina in his mind, "No, why is Klein so angry?"

"Huh, a bunch of fools who only see the wind and rudder, they see that Klein is at a disadvantage in the battle for the Sword Master, how can they assure their loyalty and sincerity to the other side if they don't hurry up?"

Listening to Lina's angry response, Wanxiang Dao still didn't know what was going on. The current version of the human relationship is warm and cold, people go to high places, and water flows to low places.

Originally, Klein must have had someone attached to him when he won the ten-year Juggernaut candidate. However, people inevitably have unforeseen circumstances, and when Klein "fails" due to his temperament, and another candidate stands out and has an absolute advantage, it is obvious how to choose for the sake of his future life in the manor.

Of course, in order to show their loyalty, it is necessary to resist Klein, whether the original camp or the defection part of Klein adopts a unified unwelcome attitude, and some even intensify it!

For the sake of his own better life, those actions of taking the initiative to stay away from Klein are understandable, but it is unforgivable to wantonly hurt Klein just for the sake of his own better, so that the superiors will value him more! Because Universal Dao is unhappy.

Looking coldly at the people on the other side with angry faces, Wanxiang Dao felt that the anger they raised was also not much better than Klein's, because these people's filth and selfishness were disgusting.

"Klein, do you want to come back this time to have the Sword Master competition in three years in advance, or do you want to escape the rules of this competition?" asked the burly old man Adolf, playing with his hands, in a loud voice.

Crane choked, and he looked down at the ground without speaking. Anyone with a discerning eye can see that his fighting spirit realm is not as good as that person, and the so-called chance of winning is a strange thing! Therefore, everyone thinks that he wants to save Lina and escapes.

Adolf looked at Crane's gloomy face without surprise, waved his hand very casually, and shouted loudly to the back of the crowd: "Don't you come up yet?

"Snort!"

"Tsk!"

"Poof~~~~~"

"Hey, hey!"

As Adolf waved his hand and greeted loudly, there were bursts of disdain and play-watching tones from the crowd over there, which provoked Wanxiang Dao to cover his nose and look at the person walking over there.

"Puff~~~~"

Wanxiang frowned, pinched his nose slightly, and fanned the air in front of him with his right hand. He was really angry, who was the guy on the other side who had eaten bad stomach, why did he keep letting go of harmful gases, but he didn't know that Angus, Crane's teacher, had a dark face, and he stared at him with a bad face.

The person who Adolf called finally came out of the belly of the universal road, and this familiar figure stood straight and made Qin Tian Pig's face full of incredulity.

At this time, Wanxiang Dao looked up at the old man in a spotless black butler suit, who was full of silver hair, with reading glasses on the bridge of his nose, and was standing there with his eyes and nose.

How could it be him?

After looking at this person carefully, Wanxiang Dao beat his head and really had an urge to die. Hehe, this person is too familiar with himself, and he has a grudge against him!

Chirac!!!

Chirac, his top boss at the Potions Garden in Stam Territory a year ago, was once a fearful and vindictive supervisor of the old lord's trust.

Wanxiang Dao smiled bitterly, and he rubbed his eyebrows to indicate that he really couldn't stand the fright. Also, after all, how many strong people in the entire Irish plane can have such a profound attainment? It's strange that it's not the elite of Holder Manor!

"Be careful! This guy has a lot of talent for vindictiveness. Klein's fifteen-game winning streak was planted in his hands, and later they went to the Devil's Forest together to find an opportunity for fighting spirit, and I don't know if he has a new breakthrough. Lina's voice was a little jealous, and there was no trace of contempt for Chirac, obviously he was not easy as one of the candidates for the Sword Master.

Wanxiang Dao looked at Chirac who was speechless on the other side with burning eyes, he wouldn't believe that this guy would be a good bird, and he was almost cheated by this thing at the beginning!

Alas, speaking of which, there are really differences between people and people that cannot be ignored, and the same is to go to the Devil's Forest to find an opportunity to fight, and Chirac has become the person in charge of the territory there, and Klein has become a down-and-out adventurer!!

Although he was not very satisfied with Crane's past, Wanxiang Dao patiently asked in his mind, "Hey, why are they in such a hurry to have a Sword Master competition?

"Hmph, what other good can it be? My Dou Qi Secret Book is only qualified to be fully cultivated by the Sword Saint, and if you lose, you will naturally have to abolish your own Dou Qi!" Lina's tone was very annoyed, her own man couldn't even practice his own Dou Qi Secret Book, it was really unreasonable!

Wanxiang slammed his mouth, and his eyes almost popped out. The last trace of kindness in his heart was thrown out of the sky without hesitation. Damn, wouldn't my fighting spirit have to be abolished too! What he eats has to be spit out? Don't even think about it!

Adolf didn't know, and Chirac didn't know, that the son of a certain plane had been fooled by a "husband addiction" god hunter with a lot of rhetoric, and he would fight them to the death for the sake of his own fighting spirit!

In fact, Klein lost the Juggernaut competition just because he was not qualified to practice the full version of the Dou Qi Secret Codex, but what difference did it make in Lina's eyes?

"Puff puff ~~~~~"

Wanxiang Dao's two fingers were stuck in his nostrils, and his face was almost green. Because he was standing downwind, someone on the opposite side was about to faint him by his endless farts, and he was still super concentrated, who was so lacking in virtue?!

Just when the universal path was crumbling, Lina's strange tone of voice let him know the root cause of the constant stinking: "Hey, you be strong! Klein's teacher has achieved the Dou Shengdu for 20,000 years, his limit is approaching, and the fighting energy in his body will inevitably be uncontrollable, and if you provoke him like this, I'm afraid it will be even worse!"

Vindictive spirit?!!

Wanxiang Dao was so suffocated that he wanted to scold his mother, your fart in the Irish plane is so expensive, and you still have a fighting spirit?

Poor baby, he didn't know that the source tree of Douqi he planted last night was the fig tree, and the ripe fruit hanging on the tree later pushed the development of Douqi to the peak. And the problem of fart, uh, no, the problem of vindictive leakage has greatly contributed to the development process of perfume.

Otherwise, do you think that where did the ancient perfumers come from, and the seven gods specially developed by the flower gods of later generations were idle? As the saying goes, there is a demand before there is a product, and the perfume of later generations is rampant, and you can imagine how prosperous the fighting spirit is.

In the future, no one thought that the Lord of the Plant never came back from the Irish plane, could it be because we were too vindictive?

Ahem, Wanxiang Dao's concentration is still enough, although it is not like Qintian little pig with white cotton stuffed in his nostrils, he finally faced the "leakage of fighting spirit" as usual, and the face of Angus on the opposite side finally calmed down, and the frequency of releasing toxic gases was much more stable.

"Haha! Then, I'll be in charge of judging this Sword Master Competition!" A very smug tenor voice suddenly sounded, as if he was bound to win this task.

Wan Xiang Dao looked up at the white square fighting ring above him in surprise, and when it flew up, he saw it tremble, and suddenly shrank into a chessboard the size of a dinner table hanging above their heads.

"Master, what should I do?"

"Hehe, you can do it!"

Although the tone of the fierce fighting ring was quite polite, Wanxiang Dao obviously found that Lina's face was indifferent, and the small fist in the skirt couldn't help but clench and loosen.

Wanxiang Dao is very funny, he really has insight into the so-called artifact! No matter how loyal he is, the master has no strength and can't help but emphasize his sense of existence.

If you are really obedient, you will make a special trip to run out? Obviously, you have lost all the power of the master, and you can't do anything about yourself by holding the master, and you come out to say that you are no longer under your control?

Wanxiang Dao was complaining about the careful thinking of fighting in the ring, but the rest of the people were very dissatisfied with Klein's long silence.

"Klein, Bambets, long time no see! We're really fated, let's settle each other's grievances perfectly this time!" Chirac wiped his glasses indifferently and chatted "enthusiastically".

"Crane, get out!"

"Crane, get out!"

"Crane, get out!"

I don't know who took the lead, the crowd over there waved their fists "full of righteous indignation" and shouted the same slogan, which was very loud and harsh!

"Boom!"

"Scumbags, have you said enough is enough?"

Wanxiang tilted his head and carried a shovel and slammed it into the new sand where the fierce fighting ring flew, and a deep pit the size of a millstone appeared in front of everyone.