Arrogance, arrogance!

This was the first thought of most people in the audience, and then countless sons felt a kind of humiliating rage. If Zuo Ming loses, everyone will see that he must retreat?

This is a declaration of war, Xiao Lang is declaring war with all the sons present!

In the more than 1,000 years of history of the dynasty, there is no shortage of peerless geniuses who have the qualifications to defy the sky and regard themselves very highly. But no one has ever been as arrogant as Xiao Lang. Is he going to be a lonely person, or is he making enemies for the Xiao family? You must know that in the future, a large part of these sons will become the elders of their respective families, or the patriarchs of the family.

Xiao Mad and the four sons of the Xiao family all turned green, everyone Xiao Lang said, but including them, was embarrassed by their own clansmen in front of outsiders, which was really uncomfortable.

Xiao Lang didn't think so far, in fact, he didn't completely regard himself as a member of the Xiao family, he just felt that since he had been hated by such a group of sons. It's better to convince them, and don't dare to trouble yourself in the future.

He has always disliked Childe, although he has now become a top wealthy son. He subconsciously wanted to draw a line with this group of people, let alone think about how many enemies he would set up for the Xiao family if he took over the Xiao family in the future.

He just used a domineering posture to tell everyone, don't mess with me!

"Good, good!"

Zuo Ming was deeply stimulated, his face returned to calm, but his heart was full of joy. Xiao Lang is looking for death by himself, no wonder he is. Even if he crippled him today, the Xiao family would not say anything. Families never interfere in legitimate fights between young children, but encourage connivance, and no family will pursue a duel like today's in an open-line duel.

He strode towards the open space between the two sides, the Xuan Qi on his body slowly swirled, the fighting spirit was high, and the momentum became stronger and stronger with the pace, he wanted to use his fists to tell everyone that he Zuo Ming was the first son of the imperial capital generation.

"Xiao Lang..."

Dongfang Hongdou called to Xiao Lang with some worry, Yun Zishan didn't speak, but his eyes flashed, and his eyes were full of excitement.

"Haha!"

Xiao Lang let out a long laugh, his eyes looked at Zuo Ming who was walking slowly, and finally said to the more than ten sons behind Zuo Ming: "Why don't you speak? Don't believe Zuo Ming?" Or do you not dare to bet?"

"Good!"

"Bet!"

"Ming Shao, it's up to you!"

Several people spoke one after another, of course they believed Zuo Ming, and countless people suspected that Xiao Lang could win at the palace banquet, it must be a despicable and shameless sneak attack, or Zuo Ming was too careless. Otherwise, Zuo Ming may lose if he is one realm shorter? Besides, now Zuo Ming can still use his divine soul, needless to say, there is no suspense at all.

There were only Xiao Mad and the four children of the Xiao family who didn't speak, although they also wanted Zuo Ming to abuse Xiao Lang hard, but no matter how they said that they were all members of the Xiao family, they naturally wouldn't open their mouths on such an occasion!

"Okay! You remember to retreat when you see me in the future!"

Xiao Lang's goal was achieved, he smiled, but his eyes swept over the face of Yun Zishan's Dongfang Red Bean, and said indifferently: "Purple Shirt, Red Bean, warm wine for me, and I'll come back and drink with you later!"

Purple shirts, red beans!

The two incomparably intimate titles pierced deep into everyone's ears and into Zuo Ming's heart. All the sons and Zuo Ming subconsciously looked at Yun Zishan and Dongfang Hongdou, but found that the two of them were not angry at all, their faces were hot and lightly shy, and they became even more jealous and angry.

Just a day?

Xiao Lang won the two most beautiful flowers in the imperial capital?

Outrageous!

That's what Xiao Lang wants!

His body was like a tiger descending from the mountain, leaping up, the silver light in his hand flashed, and the three flying knives immediately broke through the air, aiming directly at Zuo Ming's chest.

"Possessed by the Spirit!"

Zuo Ming's eyes shrank, and he immediately burst into tears, and a silver phantom appeared behind him, instantly burrowing into his body. His feet suddenly flashed with silver light, and his footsteps flickered, easily dodging Xiao Lang's flying knife.

"Speed Spirits?"

Xiao Lang's face tightened and secretly complained, he had guessed that Zuo Ming's divine soul, if it was offensive or defensive, he was not afraid. Now it is an extremely difficult speed class, his super combat instinct, and the battle consciousness will be suppressed, after all, with such a fast speed, some things are difficult to calculate.

Shout!

Without waiting for Xiao Lang to think about it, Zuo Ming's body turned into a white shadow and rushed towards him, the speed was so fast that it could actually be compared to Chihiro who did not release the divine soul!

Woohoo!

There was no way, Xiao Lang could only keep shooting out the flying knives, and the angle was extremely tricky, trying to stop Zuo Ming from approaching, or injure him.

However, Xiao Lang was extremely ferocious, and the flying knives that almost hit hundreds of shots were obviously unable to keep up with Zuo Ming's speed, and none of them hit. Zuo Ming's actual combat experience is obviously not too bad, and with such a fast speed, of course he can easily avoid it.

"Drink!"

More than ten meters away from Xiao Lang, Zuo Ming immediately released his Xuan Qi, turning into a half-moon-shaped cyan sword, shooting towards Xiao Lang like lightning.

Xiao Lang's terrifying perception worked, and when the Xuan Qi was just released, he immediately moved his body to the side. The extremely fast Xuanqi knife grazed his body, shooting into the ground and blasting into a small crater.

Xiao Lang threw the flying knife, Zuo Ming released his Xuan Qi, and the two of them were separated by more than ten meters while attacking each other, and quickly dodging, but they didn't dare to get close. The speed of the flying knife and the release of Xuan Qi are too fast, and if the distance is closer, neither of them is sure that they can avoid it, so they can only control the distance and attack from a distance.

The Xuanqi sword released from the outside continued to explode on the ground, the field was dusty, and the bodies of Xiao Lang and Zuo Ming kept shaking, and everyone was dazzled.

"Ming Shao, kill this kid!"

"Come on, Mingshao, **him!"

Some people cheered for Zuo Ming, their faces full of excitement, but no one thought that Zuo Ming would lose. Using the speed of the divine soul to reach the realm of battle honor, Xiao Lang is only the first level of the battle general. The difference in strength is too far. And the most important thing is that how many flying knives can Xiao Lang have? Zuo Ming can keep releasing Xuan Qi...

"Well, it's dangerous!"

Cha Mu didn't dare to blink his eyes, he was very nervous, but he didn't regret standing on Xiao Lang's side at all.

Dongfang Hongdou's strength is good, and his eyesight is also very high, so he easily judged the situation, and said angrily: "Xiao Lang, this stupid pig, can't do his best, this time he will bring humiliation on himself, right? If he gets injured, won't we lose the field hunting competition?"

"If you don't have the strength to be arrogant, it's good to learn a lesson!"

Yun Zishan held a glass lightly, really warming the wine for Xiao Lang, but she didn't think that Xiao Lang could still drink this glass of wine.

The knife chewed on the roe deer meat, smiling and looking at the battle ahead, his eyes swept over the flying knives on the ground, a smile appeared in his eyes, and he quietly murmured: "Fools?

Xiao Lang's flying knife hidden in his sleeve finally finished shooting, but Zuo Ming still carefully surrounded Xiao Lang, releasing the Xuanqi knife from afar. And the speed of the release is getting faster and faster, the angle is getting more and more tricky, and the mockery on the mouth is becoming more and more obvious.

Xiao Lang's body was embarrassed to dodge, like a monkey jumping up and down on a hot pot, with no way to attack but to become a moving target.

As time passed, Xiao Lang's speed gradually slowed down, cold sweat began to flow on his head, and his face became panicked. Obviously, the Xuan Qi and physical exertion were too large, and it was very difficult for him to dodge the Xuan Qi swords that kept shooting.

"Ahh

Finally, Zuo Ming shot out a mysterious qi knife with an extremely tricky angle, Xiao Lang still couldn't dodge, his left shoulder was shot by the Xuan Qi that turned into a knife, and suddenly a piece of blood was dripping, and his body flew out upside down.

"Drink!"

Zuo Ming's eyes lit up, his body immediately accelerated, jumped high and raised one leg high, and slammed down on Xiao Lang's chest.

That's the opportunity he was waiting for!

Last time in the palace, Xiao Lang broke more than ten of his ribs, and he wanted to pay for it with blood, so let Xiao Lang enjoy such a taste and humiliation as it was.