(Dear adults, the two chapters are updated at the same time, don't forget to read the previous chapter, remember to recommend the ticket after reading it, and the monthly pass support, thank you!) Yang Tian looked at it carefully again, but he still couldn't see any doorway, shook his head helplessly, gently stroked the inky black sword body, and said: "It seems that there is no way, I wanted to take you to the world, but for my dear beautiful aunt...... Only put you away for the time being. ”

After finishing speaking, Yang Tian walked to the Yanwu Hall of the Holy Dragon Academy with his bare hands, and in anticipation, he walked majestically and proudly...... "Husband!"

When Yang Tian had just walked to the gate of the martial arts arena, a cold cry suddenly came, and Long Qingbing's figure came to Yang Tian's body in the blink of an eye.

Looking at the girl who was still dressed in black, with a cold face and bangs covering one eye, Yang Tian slightly hooked the corners of his mouth, revealing a hint of evil awe-inspiring smile, and seemed to naturally stretch out his claws, picked up the bangs in front of Long Qingbing's eyes, put them behind his ears, and then whispered: "This is beautiful, dear wife!"

Long Qingbing looked at Yang Tian quietly, and said softly in her cold voice, "You...... Can you win......? Don't force it. ”

"Don't worry, as long as your husband promises you, he will definitely be able to help you do it! Otherwise, he is not worthy of being your "husband"!" Yang Tian said lightly, with a look of contempt for the world on his face: "Let's go, it's almost time!"

...... Martial arts arena.

The huge martial arts arena was crowded with people at this time.

But at this time, it was surprisingly quiet, looking at the huge competition table with anticipation. On either side of the playing table, two people stood on each side.

One of them, dressed in a warrior's uniform, handguards, leggings, boots, helmets, armor, each piece is extremely exquisitely made, full of beauty and the domineering that a warrior should have, and his body flashes with a light blue light, and the strong magical aura is like a substance, turning into a blue swirl, rotating around his body in a circle. On his back, he was carrying a beautifully crafted scabbard that was also sky blue, with a blue hilt revealing from the scabbard. The whole person looks indescribably chic and enviable!

"What awesome equipment!" "Everyone, including Yang Tian, couldn't help but say in surprise in their hearts when they saw Yin Ping Al appear.

However, when Long Qingbing saw all this, she almost fainted, and her figure rushed from the corner of the martial arts arena to the competition field almost instantly!

Long Qingbing's actions immediately attracted everyone's attention, but no one stopped them, after all, the cause of this game was because of Long Qingbing.

"What's wrong, wife?"

When Long Qingbing appeared strangely beside Yang Tian, Yang Tian looked at Long Qingbing with an angry face and couldn't help but ask suspiciously.

But Long Qingbing didn't seem to hear it, just stared at Yin Ping Al fiercely, the cold voice seemed to come from hell, without any human feelings, and said coldly: "Is it okay to add another bet?"

"Haha, of course you can. As long as you have the corresponding chips, I, Yin Ping, will of course promise you. Although Yin Ping Al was slightly surprised, he still cared about one more bet when he was sure of winning?

"If you lose, not only your sword, but all the equipment on your body, will be ...... Husband...... All!" Long Qing said coldly. I just seemed to hesitate a little bit when I said the word "husband". She is smart and has already captured these two words, which does not seem to be as "simple" as Yang Tian said.

"No problem, may I ask, beautiful Miss Long, what do you use as a bargaining chip?"

"Me!" Long Qing said coldly.

"You?" said Yin Ping Al was slightly surprised.

"Yes. I. Since my husband has lost and declared his allegiance to you, I can do the same. Is it okay?" asked Long Qing coldly.

seems to hesitate, although Yin Ping Al likes beautiful women, and the beauty in front of him is indeed one of the best women he has seen, and he also has a perverted Yin Ping El in his heart for conquering such an iceberg-like woman, but he doesn't think that any woman can exchange this set of equipment on his body, sub-god-level equipment.

However, just as he promised Yang Tian that he could give Yang Tian the sword if he lost, Yin Ping El only hesitated for less than a second, then smiled slightly, his eyes swept over Long Qingbing's towering twin peaks, and said softly: "No problem!"

"Ahh

A set of sub-artifacts actually only bets on one woman?

However, hearing a burst of surprise, Yin Ping Eyre's face showed a smile of "I am the only one who is an idiot in the world". I have to say that there are still a lot of fools in this world. I only know how to calculate the chips on both sides of the bet, but I don't know what is hidden behind the chips.

If he wasn't sure of victory, would Yin Ping Al ignore a set of sub-god-level equipment that would allow him to dominate the world?

What kind of Tianyuan joke, Yin Ping Al is not a fool. Don't say one thing, it's impossible to do anything. Especially a man like him who "regards women as playthings" and only has power and ** in his heart.

"Okay, it's a deal!" Long Qing said coldly.

"No, the contract is fixed. After Yin Ping Al smiled slightly, he glanced at Yang Tian, who was extremely cold, and learned Yang Tian to say quite proudly.

After the magic contract is signed, under the blood of both parties, the contract can be opened on its own, and the contract can be modified according to the common intentions of both parties.

"Okay!" Yang Tian shook his head helplessly and said softly. "Don't bet on women" is his principle, but looking at Long Qingbing's determined eyes, Yang Tian knows that she will not give up no matter what. He can't be blamed for that. Of course, this is also based on the fact that Yang Tian feels that he is sure of winning, otherwise Yang Tian will not agree no matter what.

"Ah!" At this time, there was another burst of exclamations from the audience, even the old man on the rostrum.

Even if Yang Tian is in the middle stage of the Sword Saint, under a sub-god-level equipment, not to mention that the level in the middle stage is not very different from the early stage, even in the late stage, it is not difficult to win, but Yang Tian agreed without hesitation.

I saw that Yang Tian and Yin Ping Al took out a contract at the same time, dripped a drop of their own blood, and suddenly under a mysterious power, the two contracts flashed with strange light and converged together in the air by themselves.

Yang Tian was about to speak, but Yin Ping Al smiled and said, "Let her join." Dripping with her blood, the two sides of the battle are the two of us, and she, using herself as a bargaining chip, bets on you to win. How?"

Long Qingbing didn't say anything, he directly broke his middle finger, and with a flick of it, a drop of red blood melted into the contract in the air.

After the three of them entered their beliefs at the same time, the magic contract flashed with a strange light again, turning into two copies and placing them in the hands of Yang Tian's Yin Ping El.

Looking at Long Qingbing, who had a cold expression, Yang Tian smiled slightly and said softly, "Go down." Do not worry. ”

...... The race is about to begin!

The old man of Sadareh suddenly jumped onto the stage and made a statement that made Yang Tian very disdainful, what kind of observation and learning is secondary, but listening to that tone, no matter how you listen to it, it seems that Yang Tian has lost. It is also a great honor to be able to serve Prince Yin Ping El. Then the rules of the contest were announced. The rules are that there are no rules, not even rules that restrict the scrolls, everything ...... Just look at the results. Life and death are at your own expense!

Spit!

Thinking with his ass, Yang Tian could guess that the old man Sadare must have gained some benefits.

With the joint efforts of dozens of teachers from the Holy Dragon Academy, a super powerful enchantment appeared in the sky above the competition platform. The table was tightly covered.

"Are you ready?" asked Sadare, as the referee, looking at Yin Ping Ayr.

"Alright. Dear Principal Sadare, I can begin!"

"What about you?"

"Alright. Yang Tian said softly. I didn't even look at Sadare, after all, this old man is a god of law, and his perception is still strong. If you don't show your feet, you won't have fun.

"Really?"

"Of course!"

"But why are you like Yang Tian's kid, you don't wear equipment, you don't take weapons, you really think you are an immortal?" Sadare, the old guy, actually said something that surprised Yang Tian and made him very depressed.

"Ahem...... Old...... Teacher, you have too many words. After Yang Tian glared at Saddar fiercely through the mask, he said coldly, almost not saying the word "old man".

Hearing Sadare's words, Yin Ping El also suddenly realized a problem, Yang Tian didn't seem to be carrying his black bladeless greatsword that exuded a cold aura!

Although a warrior can also be placed in the dimensional space, because of the special surname of the warrior, most people carry it behind their backs and can draw their swords at any time!

But the old man of Sadare still not giving up: "As a warrior, you really don't need weapons?"

"My body is my weapon. Let's get started!"

(To be continued)