"Feitong, let's not blame Princess Muyun, Xiaobei met her when she was in Mia Bay, they liked each other early on, and later when Xiaobei went to Bhadra, he met Princess Muyun again, where they had a five-year appointment. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info Yeyou came back this time.,It's for this agreement to come back.。 As for what happened in the last five years, I can't ask him because of the amnesia. I only understand now that Xiaobei just treats me as a senior sister. ”

After Wu Yuanyi and Xu Feitong heard Leng Xuebing explain the truth of the matter clearly, they knew the truth of the whole matter, and they didn't know what to say for a while. Among them, Xiao Muyun can't be blamed, Xiaobei can't be blamed, and Leng Xuebing can't be blamed, but only creation can be blamed for playing tricks on people, causing such a situation, which makes people sigh.

After a long while, Xu Feitong asked Leng Xuebing: "Then what do you plan to do in the future?" Leng Xuebing was indifferent, shook her head and said, "I don't know, treat Xiaobei's injuries and amnesia first, and talk about the rest later." ”

The Princess Tournament is getting closer and closer to the deadline, and there is still an endless stream of samurai who come to participate in the Ring Tournament, and some little-known but powerful players also appear in the Princess Tournament.

At the south gate of Sears, a young man dressed coldly, with a cold face and extremely handsome came on this day. As soon as he entered the south gate, he went straight to the registration office where there was a long queue and registered for the ring competition, and walked directly to the front of the long line, snorted coldly, stretched out his hand and pushed, and pushed down a whole row of people who were queuing up like dominoes, and then picked up the samurai who was sitting on a chair and was filling out the form, threw it directly ten meters away, sat down on the chair with a big grin, stretched out his hand to the official in charge of registration and said: "Registration form!"

The official just wanted to explode and scold, but when he saw the cold eyes of the man he glanced at, he suddenly felt terrified all over his body, and his cold hair stood on end, feeling unprecedented danger, he immediately didn't dare to say a word, and obediently handed over the registration form.

The man who fell to the ground got up from the ground, and a big man with a height of more than two meters and a huge muscular body came over viciously, and reached out to grab the young man's neck.

As if he had eyes behind his back, the young man suddenly turned around in a circle, grabbed the big man's hand with one hand, and lifted it up. The big man's hand was controlled and couldn't bend to lift up, and he grinned in pain and stretched his body up as much as he could.

The young man shook his hand vigorously, and the huge body of the big man was taken up like a whip, and then fell to the ground fiercely, smashing the ground full of dust, and after the dust, the big man lay on the ground, motionless, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

The other samurai, who also wanted to pounce, suddenly stopped. The young man glanced at it with a chill, and all the people in line looked at it like a sharp edge, and they were so frightened that they didn't dare to gasp, so they retreated directly to five or six meters away, giving the young man a big circle.

The official in charge of registration stretched out his hand to hand over the registration form, looked at the scene just now with his mouth open, and still did not come back to his senses. The young man dragged away the registration form, took advantage of the situation to snatch the pen in the other hand of the official, and signed the three big characters of "Win the Dance Day" on the registration form, and then slapped the paper and pen on the table, stood up and walked to the ring.

The official picked up the paper and pen and looked at it, and gasped, just now when Ying Wutian slapped it, the paper and pen suddenly fell into the table, leaving a deep mark on the table. The faces of the people around him have changed, what kind of person is this? Who can resist such a strong force?

Ying Wutian walked to the ring, no one could see what he used to get into the ring, so he saw him arrive in the ring, picked up the two players who were fighting against each other, one by one, and shouted "Get out!" and threw both of them out of the ring and fell to the ground.

Then, Ying Wutian stood in the center of the South Gate ring, scanning the large number of contestants who had signed up below, and wherever his eyes passed, those contestants lowered their heads in horror. Occasionally, one or two who dared to go on stage were thrown out or kicked out of the ring like garbage.

Players who enter through the south gate of Sears to participate in the princess tournament can only take a detour to avoid the south gate and enter Sears through other gates to participate in the ring.

The official in charge of the ring match at the South Gate had no choice, so he hurriedly sent Ying Wutian directly to the main ring outside the palace after a few hours, so as not to make a bigger disturbance in the South Gate Ring.

When Ying Wutian arrived at the main ring, he was still the same arrogant, as soon as he arrived at the main ring, he jumped up directly, rushed to the contestants who were competing, collided left and right, and both players flew out of the ring, he didn't look at it, walked directly to the rostrum, and asked a row of judges sitting on the rostrum coldly: "Which contestant is the strongest in this ring?" I cleaned him up directly, saving so much trouble. ”

Most of the judges on the rostrum were strong, and they were angry at Ying Wutian's rudeness, and some people just wanted to suppress him, but when they saw the faint purple light dancing on his body, they immediately understood that he was not so easy to deal with, so they could only endure it.

The winner of the main ring competition that day was a son of a powerful family, he was next to the ring, and when he heard Ying Wutian's words, he couldn't help jumping into the ring and said to Ying Wutian: "I am the strongest person today, Zhao Tiancheng, the British prince of the Zehai Empire." Boy, the Zehai Empire is not a place for you to go wild, get out of here. ”

Seeing Zhao Tiancheng jumping on the stage, Ying Wutian strode towards Zhao Tiancheng from the rostrum like a beast seeing its prey.

Zhao Tiancheng saw Ying Wutian coming over viciously, and hurriedly released the super force, the yellow light rose, he stretched out his hand and grabbed it in the void, and a long sword appeared in his hand, and the red light on the sword body flashed, as if it had just been baked. Zhao Tiancheng held the sword in both hands and swept towards Ying Wutian, who was speeding over, and the flames on the sword were blazing.

Ying Wutian didn't seem to see the fire sword, and pounced on Zhao Tiancheng, and when he approached Zhao Tiancheng, a faint purple light forced away the flames and crashed into Zhao Tiancheng. Zhao Tiancheng wanted to dodge, but found that he couldn't move, Ying Wutian approached him, grabbed Zhao Tiancheng's hand with one hand, and danced, Zhao Tiancheng was danced into a flying disc with a sword, and then, as soon as Ying Wutian let go, Zhao Tiancheng flew out, holding a long sword and shooting into the opposite stand, the sword body did not enter the stands, and the person was still horizontal.

The people around the main ring stared wide-eyed as they watched the scene in front of them. Even Wu Yuanyi and the three of them, seeing Ying Wutian's fierceness, felt a strong pressure.

Ying Wutian went to the main ring for two days, and beat all the players on the stage to compete, he started quickly and ruthlessly, and basically knocked the opponent down with a single look. After fighting with him, although no one lost his life, there were few who were not injured, and no one dared to challenge him in the ring again by the afternoon of the next day.