"Wow, how did you do that!"

"Spiritual energy is manifested, even my sister hasn't awakened yet!"

"Do you have any shortcuts, tell me quickly, otherwise you will be good-looking!"

As soon as Chen Xing stepped out of the ring, Ye Yang Qingyan surrounded him, chattering and asking questions.

"Trouble, help ......"

Ye Yang Qingyan suddenly felt his shoulders sink, and the weight of Chen Xing's whole person was pressed down. Ye Yang Qingyan immediately realized the seriousness of the problem, which was a sign of serious detachment, and immediately held Chen Xing's waist and walked to the rest area at a faster pace.

"Get in my way, quick!"

Old K and the two maids immediately caught up. Everyone covered the audience's sight, Chen Xing's face suddenly turned pale, and a mouthful of blood spit on Ye Yang Qingyan's body. The excessively strenuous exercise induced his internal injuries, ruptured blood vessels, and massive internal bleeding.

"You, what's wrong with you!" Ye Yang Qingyan was shocked.

"Healer, healer!" Old K hurriedly called the two rapid therapists over.

After several injectables and treatments, the injury was finally suppressed.

Chen Xing was weak, leaning softly on Ye Yang Qingyan, and it took a while to recover.

"Damn turtle shells!" Ye Yang Qingyan gritted her teeth and said hatefully.

"It has nothing to do with Roy, hurt me, he doesn't have the ability to do it yet." Chen Xing waved his hand weakly, and then told Ye Yang Qingyan about his situation. One of them skimmed the part where she fought with Lacey, after all, she was in monitor lizard city, and she and Lacey didn't look up and looked down, and it wasn't necessarily a good thing to know the truth.

"You mean, you forcibly extracted the Demon Pot?" Ye Yang Qingyan was surprised.

"That's about it." Chen Xing nodded in confirmation.

As soon as he breathed a sigh of relief, his back suddenly felt cold, and a deep chill came out of his heart, rapidly spreading to his limbs, and the blood in his whole body seemed to freeze instantly. The head was like a pinprick piercing, and the pain was excruciating.

"Who!"

Sensing the great danger, Chen Xing reacted instinctively and asked sharply.

Ye Yang Qingyan looked left and right, but found no suspicious person.

"Who are you calling?" Ye Yang Qingyan said disdainfully, "Shouldn't you vomit blood and vomit stupid?" ”

"It's shocking, it's scared to death."

Chen Xing ignored Ye Yang Qingyan's complaints, and looked at the direction of the White Dragon Palace again!

Although it felt fleeting, as if it were an illusion, he still frowned. He could be sure to a large extent that there was a threat to him in the White Dragon Palace, and it was huge, and it could be life-threatening.

Chen Xing thought for a while and decided to ask Sora to quickly enter the command from an angle that Ye Yang Qingyan couldn't see.

[Sora, are there any people or events in the White Dragon Palace that pose a threat to me]

Small red letters flashed on the black watch screen quickly.

[The question is too abstract to answer]

[Tens of thousands of events are happening in the palace every moment, and there are countless possibilities for the deduction of each event, and there are countless connections between the events, which cannot be calculated]

This request is indeed difficult for some strongmen, and Chen Xing had to give up. Since it can't be solved, let it go for the time being, as he always has.

"You seem to dislike me." Chen Xing's attention returned to Ye Yang Qingyan.

"It's unconscionable to speak." Ye Yang Qingyan said angrily, "If I dislike you, how can I still let you lean on you." ”

"Really?" Chen Xing deliberately exhaled hot air at Ye Yang Qingyan's neck. The latter trembled all over, his face was red, and he gritted his teeth and scolded, "I'm going to die!" ”

It's so cute that people can't help but want to kiss it. However, Chen Xing finally restrained himself, the sister-in-law is not easy to mess with......

The game lasted until 7 p.m., and as night fell, all the big spotlights in the square were turned on, illuminating the ring in the middle as if it were day.

finally ushered in the last game of the first day, and it was also the finale of today, Sikong Shengjie against Bai Ye Fenghua, the two proudest sons of heaven in the north of Longhe.

They all obviously suppressed the realm, and it was easy to break through the limit and step into the holy realm. Just wait for the foundation to be solid and perfect, and then move on to the next realm.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the wonderful game is about to begin!"

"Next, please invite the eldest princess of the Principality of the White Night, and the players of the White Night Elegance to play!"

As soon as the host's voice fell, a white shadow swept across his sight,

Like a low-flying farrow, light and swift. In the blink of an eye, he rushed to the bottom of the ring and jumped to his feet. In the dazzling light of the spotlights, a 1,000-80 degree backflip landed steadily on the stage.

The vigorous posture and peerless elegance attracted cheers from the audience, applause like thunder, and whistles broke the sky.

I saw her robe flicked and she stood up. The white clothes are better than the snow, and the red lips under the hood are like fire. Although it covers the upper half of the face, it is still full of elegance. The long back presents the golden section, and the smooth lines are like a female leopard, containing powerful explosive power.

"White Night Fenghua is a strong player, with more than 100 basic attributes and a fist power of more than 7,000 kilograms!"

"Now I have the next contestant, Sikong Shengjie from the Great East Court of the Principality of Xiaoyue!"

At this moment, a high-pitched phoenix chirp resounded in the sky, and in an instant, the waves of fire were surging, and a firebird flew into the ring and turned into a handsome son.

Wearing a high crown, his face is like white jade, green clothes and white robes, long hair is flowing, he is dressed like an ancient scholar in the Eastern Continent, and he is holding a paper fan in his hand.

For some reason, when he saw the paper fan, Chen Xing felt a little sore in his skull, probably evoking the painful memory of two years ago.

"Scholar Shengjie, I have seen the princess of the white night." Sikong Shengjie smiled and bowed to the white night elegance. Elegant and gentle, as the ancient books say, the gentleman is like jade, warm and lush.

Bai Ye Fenghua didn't seem to eat this, snorted coldly, pulled out the stance, and made a fighting posture.

"Since the eldest princess is in a hurry to fight, the scholar will be offended!" Sikong Shengjie's eyes froze, the paper fan in his hand burned, his fingers together swept forward, and a hot ray burst out from between his fingers, slashing towards the white night grace.

The latter raised his arms to protect his body, and the heat swept through, and a section of the sleeve of the psionic armor turned to ashes, revealing his white wrist.

"The eldest princess be careful, her fists and feet have no eyes, it's not good to be injured by mistake."

"That's a lot of nonsense!"

Bai Ye Fenghua roared, slammed to the ground, and bounced away. The body was as fast as a rabbit, and he rushed in front of Sikong Shengjie in an instant, the wind suddenly rose, and his fists thundered up like raindrops.

A circular light shield appeared in front of Sikong Shengjie, and his fist slammed into it and constantly splashed out of star sand. This is the psionic shield, which consumes more than psionic armor and shields, but it is all-round protection and has a buffer distance, making it the most protective.

"Broken!"

With Sikong Shengjie's low shout, layers of red ripples appeared on the surface of the mask, and the entire shield was quickly dyed red, and then exploded.

I only heard a loud bang, and the waves of air rushed in all directions, and the white night wind was pushed out a few meters away.

Red Spectrum!

Sikong Shengjie actually used Chaos Demonic Energy.

"It seems that the rumors of the fierce phoenix bloodline are true." Ye Yang Qingyan, who was watching the game in the rest area, said.

"I don't think it'......" Chen Xing was noncommittal. The Fierce Phoenix is an existence of the same level as the Evil Dragon and the Dark Demon Flame Demon, and is at the top of the carbon-based biological food chain. Once born, at least it is a little king. If it is determined that it is a fierce phoenix bloodline just based on the other party's use of magic energy, it is a bit arbitrary, and some people with special bloodlines can also do it.

"But Sikong Shengjie is very powerful, and the white night elegance with more than 100 attributes has not been able to take advantage." Ye Yang Qingyan said with some envy.

"Fighting doesn't depend on high attributes." Chen Xing said disdainfully.

"You're jealous." Ye Yang Qingyan said disdainfully.

"What am I jealous of?" Chen Xing spread out his hands, looking indifferent.

"Jealous people are better than you."

"Why do you think he's better than me?" Chen Xing tilted his head, "If I go on the field, I will knock him down at any time." ”

"Bragging!"

"Little Nizi, dare to say that I brag." Chen Xing's eyes showed a fierce light, and he hugged Ye Yang Qingyan's waist, pinched his waist, and threatened, "You try it again." ”

"I'll just say it!" Ye Yang Qingyan looked directly into his eyes and did not shy away from it, "Bragging, cowhide king, big liar!" ”

"Looks like I won't be able to teach you a lesson." "You dare!" "What am I afraid of?"

"You just don't ...... Ah, it hurts! Halfway through Ye Yang Qingyan's words, her waist was tragically attacked, and her eyes burst into tears.

"Badass!" "I'm just bad, what's wrong, can't I?" "I'll bite you to death!"

The two were fighting, as for the next game, whether the process was exciting, the two didn't know at all. It wasn't until the end of the game that the host announced the winner that they knew Sikong Shengjie had won.

got along with Ye Yang Qingyan very happily, and Chen Xing suddenly had a feeling of returning to college to fall in love.

In fact, he didn't fall in love when he was in college, and he concentrated on studying, but he hadn't eaten pork or seen a pig run?

In college, he has long been abused by all kinds of sweet shows, feeding each other in the canteen, you and me in the grove, sitting in the back of the bicycle and hugging the waist. All in all, he could imagine that feeling.

"Go to bed early, we have a game tomorrow."

Back at the hotel, the two went back to their rooms to rest. For some reason, both parties were a little reluctant, and when they returned to the room, they found an excuse to come out and say a few words, and then went back.

There was nothing to say all night, and soon the next morning, Ye Yang Qingyan came with a big food box to ask Chen Xing to set off.

The venue was as lively as yesterday, with spectators crowding the stands and vendors struggling to move.

In a blink of an eye, it was half past ten in the morning, and it was Chen Xing's turn to play.

It's the round of sixty-four now, and it's going to be the top thirty-two after this one. As long as it goes well, you can get something the night after tomorrow.

There was no suspense in the second game, Chen Xing opened fire as soon as he came on the field, and three heavy machine guns fired at the same time, causing the opponent to run away and scream again and again.

Under the rules of this game, psionic energy is an invincible weapon of great destruction, and weaker opponents have no power to resist at all.

After defeating the opponent and getting down from the ring, a person who looked like an old butler ran to Chen Xing in small steps and handed over a note, "Sir, Miss is unwell and can't come in person, so she specially asked me to send a note." ”

The note was handwritten: Come on, Mr. Mercenary!

"Thank her for me." Chen Xing carefully folded the note and put it in his pocket. Although I don't know who wrote the note, maybe just one of many admirers, this intention is real and must be taken seriously.

"Sir's words must be brought." The old butler bowed and left.

Chen Xingmu saw the other party leave, turned around and walked to the rest area. But at this moment, the danger perception was passively activated again, and a bone-chilling chill hit, from head to toe.

Once again, he looked at the source of the danger—the White Dragon Palace.

It's already the third time. He couldn't help but clench his fists. Who the hell is such a big threat to him!

He took a deep breath, gathered his mind, and looked in the direction of his senses. Suddenly, a light flashed through one of the castle's windows.

Sniper Scope!

No, it's a telescope!

His eyes narrowed, and he quickly locked onto his position.

On the third floor, count the fifth window on the left!

At the same time, Joan, who was standing by the window, looked shocked.

A second ago, he saw a man in his telescope looking at him. It's thousands of meters away, and it's impossible for an evolutionary to reach it with his eyesight.

Perception, must be perception!

Joan's face was solemn, he hesitated for a few seconds, and shouted outside the door: "Someone! ”

Lancet came in through the door and got down on one knee.

"Go, find out that person, identity, background, what he did before!" Joan said hurriedly.

"Who?" Ranster looked stunned, he had rarely seen his best friend so excited, and even a little confused.

"Chen Erliu, one of the contestants, go check it out!"

"Why, what's so special about him?" Lancet asked, a little worried.

"For the third time, I felt danger from him......" Joan looked out the window at the sky, "I've always lived by this feeling, and I've never missed ......" he jerked back, "I'm sure he's someone who will be a threat to me!" ”

When it came to the second half, Joan's tone became categorical.

"Okay, I'll check it out right away!" Lancet nodded solemnly and quickly left the side hall.