Faced with this situation, Su Junbao asked himself what he could do? Will you stand up like a hero?

Look at the little guy sitting beside him, obviously he is already very hungry, but now he doesn't cry or make trouble, he is very sensible, Su Junbao looked at the figure outside quietly waiting for him to go back, he knew that the answer was no.

He's not a big man, he's just a little guy, all he can do is help more kind and innocent people when he can, so that there are fewer children like Fluttershy in the world, and he's never been a hero. He wants to live, not just for himself.

Without the intervention of the Demon Moon Sect, Su Junbao might be able to make his loss not too ugly and survive, but he knew that even this would be difficult, because these people would never have any bottom line.

"Baby, bear with me, soon, we can go eat something delicious!"

Su Junbao said to Xiao Chubhubun, the woman also lit his dumb hole, but unfortunately such a ban was not effective for him at all, Xiao Chubby Dun raised his hands, sat on the ground and fluttered his little body twice, expressing his approval.

Su Junbao laughed again, who said she was stupid, she was actually more sensible than anyone else! Su Junbao also knew that this farce was almost coming to an end, because even if he didn't stand up, someone else would stand up, otherwise he wouldn't have stayed here hungry with Little Fat Dun.

Heroes are a choice that has no choice, and there are sometimes many ways to solve problems.

……！

"Tuoba Childe, this is not appropriate!"

Several kings immediately stood up to express their dissent, and many of the remaining seventy-eight people were princes and protégés of their countries, and this was no longer a contest, it was simply a premeditated killing, and of course they could not watch their own family members come to power and die.

These people include the powerful vassal states of Tianchong and Xiyue, and their respective princes are among them, but the opposition of all the monarchs is only a few sneers from Tuoba Hankong who don't care.

"It's not up to you to decide whether it's okay or not!"

Tuoba Hankong put his hands behind his back, stood proudly on the stage and said: "Your opposition is invalid, there is no place for you to speak here, my son only said it once, if anyone is not convinced, you can stand up, we may be able to talk in another way!" ”

Another way!

Of course, they all knew which way, and no one doubted that the other party could do what they said, because they all remembered what Wan Chengzhong died.

In the eyes of Jin Jiawei, the life of a local monarch is worthless!

Many of the people who stood up sat back silently, humiliated, this was the feeling in the hearts of all the people in the Northern Plains present.

Looking at these, Yan Gui's young heart remembered the brute beasts and livestock they usually fought with, yes, in the eyes of the other party, they were just a group of cattle and sheep that could be disposed of and used at will, not even people, what right to speak!

The competition continued, and the first to come to power was a subsidiary prince who was ranked forty, and the result was no different, even Xin Peng and Guanglie, who were at the top of the ranks, did not have any chance, let alone those at the end.

After three moves, he died on the spot, in exchange for the sadness on the face of an old monarch.

"I'm not going up!"

When it was the turn of the second man, he immediately resisted loudly.

"These are all your conspiracies, knowing that we can't beat us, you deliberately come to humiliate us and let us go up to die!"

He stood by the lake and said loudly, his expression was very excited, obviously he had given up everything!

"Good, you made your choice!"

Tuoba Hankong sneered, stood on the main platform and stretched out his hand, only to see a white-gold sword wave shoot out from his fingertips, the man didn't snort, he directly plunged into the lake, his body was divided into two sections, and the blood gushing out dyed a large area of red on the surface of the river.

The people who witnessed this scene couldn't help but shudder, the other party was serious, and he could do what he said. Under the hands of a demi-saint, they had no room to resist.

Many celebrities and daughters looked at the chic figure on the stage, masculine and handsome, but what they saw from this handsome face was all fear.

From beginning to end, Fei Yukiori sat firmly in place, looking indifferent, without any expression.

Two more people were forced to come to the stage as a last resort, their expressions were like ashes, and they did not have the sharpness of a warrior who was ready to fight, and their ending was no different from the previous ones.

Up to now, five people have died on the battle platform, but the opponent has only sent Zhang Ling alone, even beheading five people from Mangyuan in the Northern Regions, and behind Zhang Ling, there are nineteen other players from Nanhua Mansion.

The huge disparity makes everyone despair!

"I surrender, I admit defeat, as long as you don't kill me, you can do whatever you want me to do!"

Finally among the seventh to come to power, someone knelt down and kowtowed.

"I still think that you people in the Northern Regions Mangyuan have hard bones, it turns out that it is not Er'er, if you want to live, go, loudly read out your family background, who is your surname, who your parents are, read it out loud, so that everyone can hear it, and finally call this young master an ancestor!" Zhang Ling laughed proudly.

"Yes!"

When the man heard this, his face was as dead as ashes, like a walking corpse, and he stood up and walked to the side of the stage.

"I am He Chengde of Luo Zeguo, my parents are the monarch and queen of Luo Zeguo, now I admit defeat, and in the future, Young Master Zhang Ling Zhang will be my ancestor!

Stiff words came out of the man's mouth, which was a very funny thing, but now no one could laugh.

Is it wrong for a person to want to live? Yes, but how many people can live with such humiliation? It was known that this man might have survived, but his spirit was dead.

Xue Wuye also looked at the battle platform, he knew that he couldn't kneel down this time, his hand gently stroked his beloved sword that had accompanied him for many years, and a slight smile appeared on his face, which was given to him by his father when he first learned martial arts, he couldn't be like that person, read his father's name in public, and couldn't live like a walking dead for the rest of his life.

Since he can't kneel, he only has one battle!

"Enough!"

While everyone was in a humiliating silence, a slightly immature voice emerged.

All looked at the back of this step by step towards the lake, showing a look of surprise, this was far from his turn, Li Ya and Yan Guiyi and others in the distance seemed to know that this sound was going to come sooner or later, because in her mind, he was such a person, but they didn't want him to die, but no one here could hold him back.

In the surprised eyes of everyone, Su Junbao raised his fists and walked to the lake.