"No, it's not like that, I didn't lose, I didn't lose, you see, look at him, he can't hold the sword, how can a person who loses his weapon win?"

Gongsun Murong's opponent was first scared into a cold sweat, and when he heard the referee say that Gongsun Murong was victorious, he couldn't control his emotions and shouted.

Gongsun Murong took back his sword, turned around and walked towards Lu, he was going to watch Narasha's match.

His opponent stopped and shouted: "Don't go, come back, compete again, the last time, I will definitely win you, you have to believe me." ”

"I believe it, but I won't give you a chance, what should I do if you win?" Gongsun Murong was in a very good mood, and turned around and said to the other party calmly.

"You mean, what else would you do but hide, hide, you don't have the courage to fight me fairly, you don't deserve the Sunflower Badge, one more time, one more ......"

This person was still shouting there, and Gongsun Murong got out of the ring and had already walked away.

Emperor Rexra leaned back in a luxurious and comfortable chair, took a large glass of wine and poured it violently, and grabbed half a chicken in his other hand.

"Ha Luha, win, delicious, I heard that this chicken was made by Gongsun Murong. ”

Rexla the Great rubbed a mouthful of oil and praised the chicken for its deliciousness.

The minister in charge of the clerical work next to him held the other half, bit it in small bites, and nodded in agreement.

Chickens, it was indeed made by Gongsun Murong when he came to the imperial capital, and he made hundreds of them, so that Yifu, the steward in the imperial capital, could give gifts, and somehow they ended up in the hands of Emperor Rexla.

There is more than one chicken here, almost all the ministers who are qualified to watch the game next to the emperor have half a chicken, and it is not cold, what was done during the day yesterday until now, it is estimated that they still know how to heat it.

So the whole place was filled with the smell of flower chicken.

James, the leader of the Duchy of Gers, was so far away that he could smell the smell of the wind, and he usually ate a lot, so he was very familiar with this taste.

He asked Yves, "Who did you give the chickens to yesterday?"

"Send it to the gate of the palace, and let the guards send it to the ministers, saying that it is from my Principality of Gers. Yves replied honestly.

"Well, if you open a shop in the imperial capital in the future, the principality will no longer pay you fees. "James made the decision, he had the qualifications.

"Huh?" Yves was dumbfounded, but the Duchy gave him 20,000 gold coins for his activities, and the rest of the income was gifts and money from the nobles of the Duchy who came to the imperial capital.

He opened his own shop and sold local products from the Principality of Geers, which was not very profitable, barely enough for personnel to spend.

20,000 gold coins said that if you don't give it, you won't give it?

James glared at him: "You smell, Your Majesty and the ministers are eating it, and the flower chicken sells equally well in the principality, you can't imagine its income." ”

"Oh~!" Yifu suddenly let him sell it, but he was a little worried and asked, "Count Gongsun......"

"He doesn't care, he has no shortage of ways to make money, such as this tournament gambling bank. ”

"Oh~!"

While someone is drooling over the chicken, Narasha's game begins.

Her opponent, Number One Fifty-Five, was a nine-year-old boy, two years older than her, and she had always felt that she was seven, but not very long.

At this time, she held a magic battle in her hand, and the stick still had the bark on it that had not been peeled clean, and the top was split, sandwiching the crystal nucleus of a dark leopard beast in the desert, the fifth-order and third-level one, and no matter how low it was, the crystal nucleus could not be found from the body of the fierce beast.

It's really too shabby, if it weren't for the conspicuousness of her beautiful dress, it would make people think that her magic battle was given to her by well-wishers.

Many people doubt that this battle will work.

"Ha......ha

He had received a secret report from Grand Duke Gors about the assassination of the Mitchell Empire before, and that little girl was a genius sorcerer Narasha, who could instantly use countless large-scale spells, and was a full-fledged sorcerer in the dual realm of attack and support.

Right now, he is holding a law-breaking battle and pretending to be there, and his little face is full of serious looks, pretending to be too similar.

Now let's see how much money the banker is going to lose.

The little boy opposite Nalasha also had a solemn face, and what he was holding in his hand was a magic battle of a ninth-level crystal mine of the water system.

As the game began, the little boy pointed forward and said, "The Guidance of the Divine Spirit—Wind Blade." ”

A wind blade spun around and flew straight towards Narasha.

Nalasha nodded slightly, knowing that the other party could concentrate on mental power as quickly as possible, so there was no need to recite the spell that sounded like it could resonate with spiritual power.

So she learned: "Under the guidance of the god of magic—the wind blade." ”

The two wind blades collided in this way, and then each changed direction and flew away.

Nalasha didn't control either, staring at the other side, and when she saw that the little boy was about to open her mouth, she immediately spoke first: "Under the guidance of the god of magic—Wind Blade." ”

The little boy repeated.

The two of them just came and went, and the wind blade did not stop.

After dozens of collisions, the little boy was depressed, and he wanted to change to another technique, but found that the little girl on the opposite side was firing too fast.

Although she recited the mantra two more words than herself, she could recite it quickly.

What if I change another one and it's too late?

The little boy was sweating profusely and struggling.

Nalasha was also sweating profusely, looking very struggling, her body shook slightly, and she seemed to be unable to hold on and fall.

The little boy gritted his teeth and sped up, the place where the wind blades collided getting closer and closer to Narasha.

Narasha's body shook more and more, and her face turned pale.

The little boy endured the exertion of mental power, and finally found an opportunity when the distance of the wind blade collided a little further.

"Under the guidance of the god of magic, the water spirits who are everywhere in the heavens and the earth, please listen to my call - the ...... of the Wind Blades"

"Oops. Just as the little boy was about to complete the spell wind blade dance, Nalasha suddenly fell forward, and the magic battle in her hand was smashed directly to the ground by her, and the speed was called a fast one.

Immediately afterwards, the wooden stick that had not completely peeled off the skin split the crystal nucleus caught in the crack, knocked to the ground, bounced, and hit the little boy's forehead with a 'bang'.

The little boy's wind and blade dance came to an end, and under the influence of the magic disorder, his face turned white all of a sudden, and he shook twice, and he lay down, his body twitched, and he couldn't get up.

"But you're going to kill me. Nalasha slowly stood up with a wooden stick on the ground, wiping the sweat from her forehead with the other hand and complaining.

"Nalasha wins!" the referee announced, picking up the little boy and leaving, who needed to rest and recover for two days before he could walk.

"Huh!" Naraza waved her stick to look like a victor.

The audience is stupid, this is okay? Your brother throws a sword, you knock the crystal nucleus out, can you win?

Rexla the Great in the stands was about to lose his strength to laugh, and the evaluation he gave was one word, accurate.

True, the angle, distance, time, and strength of the calculation are all so perfect.

Emperor Rexla stopped laughing and exhaled with relief, feeling that there was hope for the Continent's Resource Genius War now.

The Three Realms didn't get enough resources, and that was one hundred and fifty years.

Even if we have won the first place once and the third place twice in the distribution of resources on the mainland, the competition at the continental level is always a different continent.

If it's all bad in terms of magic and battle qi, it doesn't matter, but the upper realm is calculated by someone.

The child on his side foolishly got into the trap and never came back alive.

This year should be no problem, right?

It's good to have one of your age groups that can hold it up.

"Go, bring them both. Rexra the Great commanded.

The next person naturally knows who to invite, 'please', please!

The battle between Nalasha and Gongsun Murong ended this morning.

Lucia also just went up to the ring next to her, so she didn't need to hide her strength, her opponent was a ninth-level magician who could instantly use three spells.

Lucia was not polite to the other party at all, and as soon as the referee started the game, the opponent's body moved flickeringly, and in an instant, four wind blades, one water arrow, and six small fireballs were smashed out.

Lucia's eyes narrowed, and she spat out three words: "Ice roar!"

At the same time, a dirt bag appeared around her body and enveloped her.

The referee appeared, pressing out a circle of ice shadows that appeared directly at Lucia's opponent's feet, and if it wasn't in time, Lucia's opponent would be crushed.

'Wow~!' There was a commotion in the stands.

At the same time, there was a sigh.

The sigh was for Lucia's opponent, so many attacks were sent out in an instant, and he used magic to control the movement of his body, such a strong combat power, he was sentenced to lose in one shot.

Is that kid six? Is there a ninth-level magician?

Super high magic talent, perfect offensive and defensive matching, this kind of strength, why did you meet the little girl who was even crazier?

Is that girl four years old?

The instantaneous water system variant wind system combination spell ice roared, and the instantaneous earth wall was surrounded by mutant spell earth shields one after another.

The main thing is the battle instinct, and the ice roar can't be hit by sending out a slur.

It is usually issued when the enemy group is attacking and immovable, and it can be directed against one person or a group of people.

But the location needs to be judged.

Her opponent is on the move, how can she tell, and how much combat does she have to go through to master it instinctively?

Who is she?

Isn't the genius of this world worthless?

Emperor Rexla's eyes lit up, and he knew who it was, the granddaughter of Grand Duke Geers, the ninth princess of the Duchy of Geers, who had just passed her fifth birthday.

The talent is so high that it is no wonder that the Mitchell Empire wants to assassinate her through the Marquis of Francis in the Duchy of Gors.

"Bring her in. "Rexla the Great commands again.

When the people of the palace found Gongsun Murong and the three people, the surrounding discussions still did not stop.

There were quite a few people who were sorcerers themselves, and after seeing the battle just now, they looked very depressed, they had worked hard for decades and were not as good as other children.

Especially that little girl, it feels like she is not in the ring, but on the battlefield, because after the two spells just now were released, there was also an obvious wave of wind spells rippling, which was also large, and it was estimated that it was either a wind blade group dance or an ice wind whirlwind.

This is an attack that doesn't intend to keep your hands, so strong attack**.

Soon, the big screen began to introduce who the little girl was just now, the granddaughter of the Grand Duke of the Duchy of Geers, a genius magician, who was said to have been assassinated and so on.

I wanted to wait until noon, but someone said wait and see, so I'll change it now.