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Arthur stood in front of a tall floor-to-ceiling arched window, frowning in the direction of Yan Yan in the dark depths of the sea.

Although they were far apart, the terrifying terrifying coercion that made the soul tremble, and the undercurrent in the turbulent sea at this moment, could still imagine what the scene was like at this moment.

The terrifying aura that shook the whole of Atlantis just now, and although the temple guards and palace guards were calming down at the moment, the city was still noisy and chaotic.

"Mr. Yan Yan, what did you do?" Arthur frowned, asked suspiciously, then looked back at Yuriko and the others, who were not worried, and whispered, "The king's challenge, but it's about to begin!" ”

Arthur is a confident man, but he is not stupid, Namor's strength has increased by leaps and bounds during the time that Namor has mastered the Trident of Neptune, and even if the King's challenge does not allow the use of the Neptune Trident, his chances of defeating Namor are still slim, and now, all he can rely on is Yan Yan.

But if Yan Yan can't rush back before the king's challenge, then ......

Thinking of this, Arthur silently glanced at Naria with an extremely cautious expression.

"The boss will be back on time!" Yuriko said lightly nonchalantly, without raising her head, she looked at a large pile of colorful gems in front of her, and said with great certainty, "Even if you encounter something at the bottom of the sea, it won't cause any trouble to the boss!" ”

As soon as she finished saying this, the Wanda sisters and brothers and the little Emma next to her nodded again and again, Yan Yan, the cunning big villain like a fox, is a face Satan who can shave three taels of oil, how could he suffer.

Arthur quickly recalled the individuals he knew of who had great force, and in his memory, the most powerful force was the mouth of the abyss, Jörmungad, but this nightmarish monster was killed by Yan Yan's understatement, with Yan Yan's bottomless strength, under this deep sea, there was nothing that was his opponent.

"But, that terrible aura just now!" Arthur kindly reminded Yuriko that if that terrible aura was Yan Yan's enemy!? As long as he thought of the majestic, arrogant, and cold power just now, Arthur's body couldn't help but tremble slightly.

It was not only the suppression of strength, but also the complete crushing of racial blood.

"That's the boss's breath..."Yuriko blinked her big eyes, closed the lid of the gem box with satisfaction, and said with a smile, "Okay! All right! Lord Arthur, instead of worrying about the world here, think about how we can prepare enough revenge! ”

"That's... Yan Yan... Mr. Yan's breath...? Arthur was stunned and asked in a hoarse voice.

And Naria, who had always seemed to have everything under control, also shook the palm of the wine glass, and her heart was even more agitated, and her eyes looked at Yuriko in horror, if this woman didn't speak, then... That man's strength has become so strong!

Thinking of Yan Yan's gentle smile on his face, Naria couldn't help but feel a chill in her heart.

As soon as the words fell, the breeze came, and in the kind laughter, Yan Yan's figure appeared silently in front of Arthur, and said with a gentle smile, "His Majesty Arthur cares about me so much, Yan Yan is really frightened!" ”

There were so many people in the temple, including the most powerful and junior comet-level strength of Naria, none of them could see how Yan Yan appeared, this was not the periphery of the temple, but in the deepest part of the heavily guarded temple, and silently, Yan Yan stood in front of Arthur.

At this moment, although Yan Yan was still the same as just now, the eyebrows on his face were cold and arrogant from his bones, the unscrupulous domineering aura, the icy and piercing cold, even a real prince was far from being able to compare with him.

What especially shocked Naria was that the smell that came out of her bones, it was a noble and inviolable smell, and facing this smell was like facing the gods, which made her involuntarily, in her heart, and in her soul feel humble, awe, and deference.

Yan Yan looked at the shocked Arthur, raised his eyebrows, and said with a soft smile, "Your Majesty Arthur, are you ready?" ”

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In the huge dueling arena, a huge octopus pulled the winch with its tentacles in the dark room, and in the dull 'click' loud sound, the two floating platforms were slowly raised from under the ground, and Arthur and Namor, who were each seated and prepared, stood on either side of the gladiatorial arena, their eyes silently falling on each other.

The gladiatorial arena is surrounded by distinct spectators, scattered around the circular gladiatorial arena one by one, quietly watching silently like terracotta figurines, ordinary people are not qualified to sit here, only the noble bloodline is qualified to watch the challenge of the king.

Yan Yan squinted at Namor, this is the enemy Arthur has to deal with?

He has no prejudice against Namor, but for now he needs to obtain the Life Tablet through Naria, and since he cooperates with Naria, Namor must be destroyed.

"Boss! Lord Arthur's chances of victory are not good! Yuriko pursed her lips and whispered behind Yan Yan's ear.

Yan Yan chuckled, he glanced at Arthur who was imposing in the gladiatorial arena, and then at Namor, who was not surprised by Gu Bo opposite him, and then nodded slowly, "That's right!" Arthur's chances of victory are less than 20%! ”

Yuriko could see that with Yan Yan's strength, how could he not see clearly.

The desolate horn sounded, melodiously retracted in the empty gladiatorial arena, and the many Atlantean nobles watching around the venue couldn't help but get nervous, after all, the station in front of them decided the atlantis throne.

"Namor!" Arthur slowly walked down the floating platform, but he was not in a hurry to pull out the big battle knife behind him, he said calmly, "You have already shown that you are a powerful warrior with your strength, therefore, I am honored to be able to challenge you!" But you're not fit to be a king! I will prove to you with my sword that I am more qualified than you to be the king of Atlantis. If you lose, then I will take the Neptune Trident from you! Because, a weak man and a sinner are not qualified to be the king of Atlantis! ”

"Challenge! I accept! A smile appeared on Namor's face, and the contempt in his eyes vanished, replaced by an emphasis on an opponent. Yes, it's just attention rather than respect, and if you want to win his respect, it depends on whether Arthur's sword can be heavy enough.

Instead of using the Neptune Trident, Namor grabbed a harpoon, waved it casually in front of him, raised it to his chest and saluted Arthur and said coldly, "Arthur!" Do it! Let me see what you're capable of! ”

As a subordinate, Arthur should have struck first, and he was unceremonious at the moment, his eyes widened, and with a wild roar, the huge war knife swept away with a piercing roar, Namor flipped sensitively, the harpoon provoked, and the last hit came first, and the two murder weapons collided head-on fiercely, and a spark splashed in the piercing metal scraping sound.

Arthur shook all over his body, and his body involuntarily took seven steps backwards in succession, each step stepped on the ground with a clear footprint, and Namor's upper body only shook slightly, and the strength of the two was higher or lower, and the judgment was made at a glance.

"Tsk! That's a lot of strength! Yan Yan looked at Namor, whose upper body was shaking slightly, and admired in a low voice, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, but there was no hint of worry for Arthur in his expression.

Although Arthur's sword was not intended to distinguish the winner from the loser, but just to test the opponent's strength, judging from the solemn look on Arthur's face, it was clear that Namor's strength must have exceeded his maximum estimate.

Arthur raised his eyebrows, roared excitedly, the scimitar swept, the huge blade, sensitive but like a small fish, he no longer fought with Namor, the blade is to pick some tricky and weird places to attack.

Namor's moves and strength were terrifying, and his powerful hand-to-hand combat ability was like a raging tide constantly hitting Arthur's defenses.

Every hard-to-hard collision, you can see Arthur's facial features twisted together painfully, but fortunately, the harpoon in Namor's hand is just an ordinary color, and there is no way to compare it with Arthur's six-foot combat knife.

"When...!"

Suddenly, with a crisp sound, after a fierce battle, the harpoon in Namor's hand broke suddenly, and the warlike Arthur roared lowly, and the war knife in his hand roared violently, frantically opening his hideous fangs and pounced on the defenseless Namor.

But Namor was an experienced warrior after all, his body turned lightly sideways, half of the iron rod in his right hand blocked Arthur's powerful knife momentum, and his left hand grabbed the back of the knife without hesitation and dragged it inward.

Arthur swung a knife and exploded with all his strength, at this moment, in a hurry, how could he have thought that Namor had such a strange move, and his body was involuntarily taken over, and at the same time, Namor flew up fiercely and slammed it into Arthur's lower abdomen, like a balloon explosion, Arthur screamed, and the person had already flown out in embarrassment.

On the side of the gladiatorial arena, Namor's supporters burst into excited cheers, while Arthur's supporters were all extremely pale, among them, Naria, who was sitting in the first place, cast an inquiring glance at Yan Yan from a distance, and saw Yan Yan purse his lips and smile easily, and a smile appeared on his face.

Namor's eyes were like knives, standing there indifferently, looking at Arthur who flew out upside down, although the use of the Neptune Trident was not allowed in the King's Challenge, his body was tempered by the Trident, and it was already far more than ten times stronger than when he first ascended the throne.

After taking this kick, even the deep-sea whale with the strongest vitality didn't want to get up, just in Namor's heart, he sighed long, threw away the broken harpoon, turned around and planned to go down, and suddenly heard a cold voice behind him: "Namo, you haven't started yet, do you want to leave?" ”