However, in the case of Murong Yuan, a high-level main god player and Duke of the Blood Clan, he felt that the other party was even more ridiculous and funny, and there was a trace of ...... Bite off more than one can chew!

"This friend, you ......"

Murong Yuan, a high-level main god player and Duke of the Blood Clan, was ready to say something about the other party, but before the words could be spoken, a slightly angry female voice was the first to speak out, interrupting the words of Murong Yuan, the Duke of the Blood Clan, and Simon Trant.

"How is that possible!"

Following this woman's prestige, it was Murong Qingyun who had just been resurrected after taking off the veil, her face was ruddy at the moment, and with her original fair skin, she looked even more beautiful and moving in the strong and cold in the past.

“…… My Murong Yuan, how could I recognize a guardian of the dimensional world like you as a teacher! ”

As soon as Murong Qingyun's words came out after the resurrection, Murong Yuan, a high-level main god player and duke of the blood clan, was secretly shocked......

And Simon Trant Simon Trant also had a complicated look on his face, as if he was happy and angry......

"You little girl!"

Simon Trant jumped on the spot and continued—

"First of all, I am very happy that you praise me as the guardian of the Great Plane World, so since you like my apprentice, I, as a master, originally wanted to be a witness for you here!"

"But!"

As he spoke, Simon Trant shifted his words, "...... You're grandma's! He even said that I would not recognize me in vain! Believe it or not, I'll give your little head to the old man's magic right now and kick it as a ball! ”

Simon Trant said angrily, and the magic staff in his hand also made a "click" sound.

Just as Simon Trant approached Murong Qingyun, who had just been resurrected, the long sword in the latter's hand had not yet had time to gather momentum, but Murong Yuan, a high-level main god player and Duke of the Blood Clan, appeared first to block the gap between Murong Qingyun and Simon Trant who had just been resurrected......

……

"Simon Trant, I called you 'friend,' but you want to take me as an apprentice?"

Murong Yuan, a high-level main god player and duke of the blood clan, stretched out his hand and stopped Murong Qingyun, who had just been resurrected and wanted to go out and fight to the death with Simon Trante, while looking at Simon Trant in front of him lightly.

The breeze continued to blow, and the two strands of hair that were slightly spread out on both sides of Murong Yuan, a high-level main god player and Duke of the Blood Clan, looked extraordinarily elegant under the breeze......

"What? Is there anything bad about it? ”

Simon Trant obviously didn't expect that someone would refuse his Simon Trant invitation to take in an apprentice!

In the face of Simon Tranter's question, Murong Yuan, a high-level main god player and duke of the blood clan, became more confident in his heart.

Originally, he was worried that he wouldn't be able to act out the kind of rejection that the main god system said in his mind, but now it seems that he ......

It's not difficult to act!

"There's nothing wrong with that, it's just ......"

"Just what?! Say it! ”

Looking at Simon Trant in front of him, who seemed impatient, Murong Yuan, a high-level main god player and Duke of the Blood Clan, became more and more confident, "Why are you accepting me as an apprentice?" Instead of me taking you as a disciple? ”

Murong Yuan, a high-level main god player and Duke of the Blood Clan, asked lightly, and Simon Trant was a little confused by the other party for a while......

I am many years older than the other party, and my martial arts are much higher than the other party! The reputation of the Lord God in the world, although it is notorious, is also forced to be much stronger than these two nameless juniors!

What do I do as an apprentice?

Isn't that enough?

It's hard to believe that Simon Trant was able to come up with so many answers in one moment in his originally modest brain capacity.

However, before Simon Trant could speak, Murong Yuan, a high-level main god player and Duke of the Blood Clan, said again-

"Since ancient times, in the world of the main gods, the strong have always been respected, so it's better for you and me to make a bet......"

"Bet? What to bet on? ”

Simon Trant asked anxiously, and Murong Qingyun, who had just been resurrected, also looked at Murong Yuan, a high-level main god player and duke of the blood clan, with a puzzled look in his eyes, and wanted to remind him out loud, but after seeing the latter's confident appearance, Murong Qingyun, who had just been resurrected, also decided to believe him silently.

"Bet on you and my martial arts! Whoever is strong, who accepts the other party as an apprentice! ”

"Wha! Good! ”

As soon as he heard the words of Murong Yuan, a high-level main god player and Duke of the Blood Clan, Simon Trant instantly felt that the victory was in his hands, and directly agreed, and seemed to be worried that the other party would regret it, and continued to add-

"Whoever breaks his promise is a turtle son bastard!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Simon Trant was already attacking with a magic staff, and at the same time shouting......

"Good apprentice, don't worry, being a teacher will never hurt you! ...... at most"

“…… At most, break your legs! ”

"Wha!"

Accompanied by Simon Trant's rude and terrifying cry, the magic staff attacked the high-level main god player, the blood clan duke Murong Yuan, in a strange manner, and the high-level main god player, the blood clan duke, Murong Yuan, evaded elegantly.

And Simon Trant Simon Trant's attack is like a shadow, and the whole person is extremely flexible, far less rude and clumsy than he looked before.

Seeing this, Murong Qingyun, who had just been resurrected in the distance, threw the long sword in his hand from the Demon Beast Mount of the Lava World, and Murong Yuan, a high-level main god player and Duke of the Blood Clan, took the long sword in mid-air and turned around with a sword, which happened to collide with the magic blade of the old man in Simon Trant's hand!

The magical power is overflowing, and it is a fierce collision that belongs only to the martial arts powerhouse!

……

Lava World

Under the immeasurable mountain.

Simon Trant Simon Trant was sitting on the ground with his eyes lost and slumped in front of him, a huge magic staff half his height, struck upside down by a golden sword......

Simon Trant was shocked, he couldn't figure out how he would be defeated by a young junior!

"Hey, Simon Trant ......"

Murong Qingyun, who had just been resurrected and watching from a distance, now walked out briskly with a few steps, sweeping away the previous indifference and haze.

“…… Simon Tranter, are you going to give in now? ”

Compared with Murong Qingyun, who was in a good mood and had just been resurrected, Simon Trant obviously hadn't recovered from the defeat just now.

However, after hearing Murong Qingyun's question after the resurrection, Simon Trant seemed to suddenly realize something, and hurriedly jumped up and yelled-

"It's Simon!"

“…… And, who said I already lost!

"Oh?"

Facing Simon Trant, who didn't seem to want to admit it, Murong Yuan, a high-level main god player and duke of the Blood Clan, who stood with a sword, looked at the blade of the long sword in his hand slightly, and asked meaningfully——

“…… So, this friend, do you want to try again? ”

Faced with the "threat" of the high-level main god player and the Duke of the Blood Clan, Murong Yuan, Simon Trant was stunned and swallowed slightly, seemingly without the idea of competing again......

"It's not comparable! You win! ”