Outside the tent, black clouds overwhelmed the city.

Inside the tent, dark clouds were thick.

It's a good weather to kill people!

Finally, Song Xiachen on the stage stopped laughing.

He beckoned, and an officer approached and bowed his head.

After a while, the officer stood in front of the general's platform and announced loudly: "The competition begins now." Matchups, Shen Yang, Ankang. Please stand in the middle of the arena. The competition must be done so that there are no casualties as much as possible. ”

The crowd was amazed, because the last sentence was quite interesting.

Shouldn't the last sentence of "this competition must be pointed" "no casualties"? How can it be "try not to cause casualties"?

Even those who came to see the excitement in hindsight knew that what was about to happen in this martial arts arena today was not an ordinary competition, but a duel that was either dead or injured.

Of course, it was not the priest with superior power who was either killed or injured, but the young man who was healthy.

All looked at Ankang with pity, like a lamb to the slaughter. What is even more pitiful and even ridiculous is that this lamb seems to have the courage of a newborn calf who is not afraid of a tiger, but does not know that his life will soon be lost.

Even Song Xiachen, even An Tianhan's enemies and competitors, couldn't help but sigh deeply when they saw this scene. It is a pity for the weak life.

An Kang, who was in the middle of the martial arts arena, still had a smile on his face. Just like just now, it's a classic smile that fits the nickname "stupid big".

This kind of laughter is actually emotional.

Many people ask themselves, if I could be as smiling as he was when I faced a strong enemy and knew that I would be killed or wounded?

"It's better to die than a person like that!" Song Qiuyun's sarcasm was very harsh in this situation. Not only her relatives Song Xiayang and Song Qiushuang looked sideways at her, but many nearby spectators also looked at the county lord with strange eyes.

When a man is about to die, his voice is also mourning.

It's too much to say this kind of thing at this time!

"The old man is here." A whisper was heard.

I saw a black shadow fly up from the point general platform, and then floated to the center of the martial arts arena at an extremely slow speed. As the black shadow fell, a cloud of dust rose from the ground.

An Kang stared at the flying dust for a long time. The way this priest flew over was neither like An Fu, nor like Song Qiushuang, nor like Zhong Yuan, who was like a flying immortal outside the sky, but like ...... The scene of the landing of the launch vehicle during the recovery.

Isn't there a modern flying machine under his black robe?

Looking at this priest up close, he shrouded in black robes, is even more gloomy than this thunderstorm, even more terrifying than thunder and lightning.

Before An Kang entered this martial arts arena built in a tent, he had heard Song Qiushuang say that countless stories that would make people wake up from their dreams when they thought about it were all related to this eerie priest.

He is a ruthless killer, he is the god of the night.

There were also speculations in the crowd that the thunderstorms for days might have been brought by this gloomy god.

Why was the sun shining before he came, and it was raining when he came?

Shen Yang stood like this in the field, and everyone felt a chill coming towards them. This is not a psychological effect, but a chill that is actually felt by the body.

Perhaps, Shen Yang should not be called "Shen Yang" at all, just "Shen Yin". This person has nothing to do with sunlight and yang energy.

An Kang turned around and smiled at An Yiyu and the others in the crowd.

An Yiyu, An Fu and the others all had worried expressions on their faces.

An Yiyu didn't know when an extra cloth bag would come out in his hand. That cloth bag Ankang is all too familiar. There's her secret weapon in there.

Song Qiushuang shook her fist at An Kang. That fist Ankang is all too familiar. What was held in that little pink fist must be her beloved brick.

An Fu also shook his two fists, but his expression was angry. Those two fists were too familiar, but it was a pity that the two copper fans that should have been held as weapons in the fists were confiscated by the guards in the army before entering the martial arts arena.

Song Xiayang was meditating with his eyes closed. He must have been gathering his Force at this point. After all, every javelin he shoots consumes a lot of Force.

These people are ready to attack if the situation is not good, so as to save people.

Only Senior Sister Nangong Man had the most relaxed expression. She lightly lifted her lips and said a word to An Kang.

Her voice is too quiet, or she doesn't make a sound at all. But Ankang had already read her lips. That's five words – "Force Launcher".

However, Ankang shook his head.

Nangong Man glared at him.

Ankang still shook his head.

Song Qiushuang, An Yiyu and the others had already noticed the silent conversation between An Kang and Nangong Man.

Song Qiushuang grabbed An Yiyu's arm and said, "Brother An, are you going to give up using mana transmission?" ”

Ankang has always used terms like mana transmission to explain the function of the Force Launcher.

An Yiyu glanced at Nangong Man and nodded.

She knows how strong Nangong Man's mana is. Nangong Man had shown her spells at her house, and he was much stronger than her younger brother.

The younger brother Ankang was obviously unable to deal with the priests. The spell of the copper weapon rack turning into copper water in an instant is far from something that the younger brother can do.

If Ankang uses mana transmission to borrow Nangong Man's mana, he may be able to fight this priest.

However, the younger brother seemed to have rejected Nangong Man's help just now, and was ready to face Shen Yang alone. What will he take to fight?

Song Qiuyun smiled happily: "Is this person a fool, or a scoundrel who doesn't know whether to live or die?" Don't worry about that, this guy is dying anyway! ”

Song Qiuyun looked at An Yiyu with complicated eyes again. She's really good-looking. No wonder my brother did such a ridiculous thing for him.

It's better to kill her as well. Otherwise, when it comes to the Great Song Kingdom, people only know that there is a beautiful woman with a beautiful and fragrant country, and even he, the county lord who sinks fish and geese, has an elegant temperament and a noble status, is dwarfed.

……

A thunderbolt fell from the sky. Everyone who was calm was startled.

This sudden thunderbolt made the martial arts arena even more solemn.

Many people's hearts were tugging. Even those who want to see the well-being jokes sweat a lot of the scenes they will see later. After all, the tragic scene of a big living person turning into a pool of blood in an instant is something that many people dare not think about or see.

An Tianhan on the stage muttered something in his mouth, and two tears rolled down from his eyes. An Tianhan realized his gaffe, took out a handkerchief and pretended to sneeze while others were not paying attention, and wiped away his tears.

Shen Yang opened his eyes slightly and looked at An Kang, and said, "Little doll, I'll give you another chance." You can kowtow to His Royal Highness Childe right now and apologize. I'll stop doing what is going on today. ”

Shen Yang didn't really want to persuade Ankang, but the young man in front of him was indeed an ordinary teenager who knew a little about superficial spells. Killing or wounding him yourself is not a good thing to do. It is better to use coercion to force this young man to submit and give an errand to Song Xiachen.

After all, Shen Yang didn't come to Xincheng to accompany Song Xiachen to Xincheng this time, and he didn't come to do such ridiculous things.

Hearing Shen Yang's words, people couldn't help but be in awe of him.

"Sure enough, it's a master's style. Knowing that the opponent can't live, he still gives him a chance to live. ”

"Mr. Shen is really a Coat!"

"This is the last chance of stupidity. This is not only an opportunity given to him by Mr. Shin, but also an ultimatum and dismount. ”

However, An Kang said proudly: "Mr. Shen, today's competition is a battle of honor. I know that if Mr. Shen wins, I will not win, but I am for the honor of my clan, and I have to fight. Make a move. ”

Although Ankang saw that Shen Yang's wind and water skills were much higher than his own, he wanted to try how powerful this spell was.

He keeps saying that he wants to be the savior of the planet, if he is really not as good as a priest on this planet, then what qualifications do he have?

What's more, Ankang didn't believe that there was any other force that could be stronger than the Force, the fundamental force that created the universe.

Ankang is indeed not a powerful Force Awakener, but he is also the most outstanding of the countless Devil-trained Force Awakeners in the Ita Galaxy. He survived countless brutal struggles.

In those struggles, An Kang understood a truth. Being strong is the fundamental guarantee for survival, but whether you can survive or not does not depend entirely on being strong.

If strength alone could decide everything in the world, he would not be able to fight the giant tiger, the roc and other birds and beasts in Gushan City no matter what.

"In that case, the old man will make a move!"

After speaking, this Shen Yang, who had almost no expression, suddenly smiled "hehe", opened his mouth, and a column of water hit Ankang.

This is the column of water that has just melted the copper weapon rack.

This column of water can even melt copper into copper juice, let alone people!