Billy stood up, smiled and clapped, and waved to the cheerleaders on either side. Otto's empire won, and he did have the capital to be complacent.

The floodgates opened, and the military doctor of the Luman Empire ran in again with a stretcher, and this time, Qi Lang also rushed to Mr. Zhu Lai from the entrance on the east side. He needed to confirm whether that loved one was safe as soon as possible, and although it could be seen from the moment he struggled that Mr. Zhu Lai was not worried about his life, the powerful sword qi still smashed his shoulder.

Mr. Zhu Lai is still awake for the time being, but it is estimated that he will soon faint. He was badly wounded, his shoulders were covered with flesh and blood, and the severe blood loss made his face look even paler, and his deep, bright eyes were losing their former brilliance.

"Look at me, Mr. Zhu Lai!" Qi Lang shouted nervously, "You can't sleep, you have to hold on!"

Mr. Zhu Lai squeezed out a faint smile on his mouth, and said weakly: "Are you worried that I won't wake up again if I fall asleep? That's impossible, I know my physical condition very well." I'll just take a nap, after all, I still want to see the formidable King of Zonghao in the afternoon, and I have to cheer you on. ”

Mr. Zhu Lai's words were still said easily, but Qi Lang, who was anxious, could not tell whether it was a joke or a comforting last word.

Fortunately, the military doctor Aiden poked his pointed nose over: "If you really want this big star to save his arm, Sergeant Qi Lang, I suggest you get out of the way, I really can't deal with his wounds here." ”

"Please, Mr. Aiden. Qi Lang hurriedly helped the medical staff lift the stretcher, "Please be sure to heal him, I am willing to pay any price." ”

"He'll be fine. Aiden stood, "Based on what I've learned from you, you Orientals are monsters, and even if the injuries are ten times worse than this, he'll get better soon." ”

As the medical team was marching, they happened to pass in front of the man in the iron mask who was standing in the center of the field, and Qi Lang turned his head to look at him with hostility, just in time to meet his eyes. Those eyes were hidden behind the steel mask, Qi Lang couldn't see their shape and size, but one thing was unusually clear, it was a pair of black eyes, black eyes peculiar to yellow people!

His eyes were a little misty, but at this moment there was a rare hint of curiosity. His strange head kept turning in the direction of Qi Lang's movement, and his whole body twisted a little unconsciously.

"Who are you?"

He asked. The voice was low and deep, the voice of a middle-aged man.

Qi Lang stood down, his eyebrows tightened, and his eyes widened angrily: "I am the relative of the warrior you just hurt!"

Frost pressed his head hard, as if trying to resist some inexplicable force. That brought him a painful feeling, because Qi Lang noticed that his voice was actually trembling: "You are very similar to him......"

"You mean my lips!" Qi Lang felt as if his eyes had erupted with angry flames, "I am very much like him, I am very much like the warrior you swore allegiance to, because he is my father!"

"No......" Frost's muscles tensed, and his fingertips squeaked.

At this time, Qi Lang noticed that his steel mask was covered with scratches, some of which were new, which should have been caused by Mr. Zhu Lai's sword qi, but there were also some rusts that could be seen on them, which were probably left a long time ago, and those scratches looked very much like marks made by fingernails, just like he was now, desperately grasping the hard iron sheet with his nails, as if he wanted to break free from some kind of restraint.

Qi ...... Qi ...... "The last name was squeezing out of Frost's throat with difficulty, and with that squeaky sound, it sounded goosebumps.

"Qi Lang!" Qi Lang helped him, "remember my name, and please remember my face, because we will meet soon, on the battlefield - you live or die!"

"You have a lot of courage. Billy's voice rang out. He condescended, walked down the stands, and walked to the center of the arena in person, standing five or six meters away with a contemptuous smile on the corner of his mouth at this moment: "The formidable king of the Zonghao Kingdom, fortunately, Jill McCain Billy salutes you." ”

Qi Lang greeted him without hesitation, and returned his sword-like gaze straight.

"Put away your hypocrisy, wicked executioner!" his voice was low, but it was the angry roar of the Avenger, "you will see what is truly formidable! I promise you, it will not be long before my sword will reach your filthy neck! You will bow at my feet in trembling and confess to the thousands of victims with tears streaming down your face. But I will still slit your throat and redeem your sinful blood for those innocent souls!"

Billy Whale Billy looked up and laughed, the laughter was unusually wild, and there was a hint of schadenfreude in it.

"You're a funny guy. He finally coughed lightly, took out a serious expression and laughed at Qi Lang and said, "You are much funnier than that puppet-like Jiang Ping." It's a pity, why didn't I find out that you have such a talent for entertainment, otherwise I would definitely put you in the position of the leader of the Zonghao Republic, I guess if that's the case, you will definitely bring me more surprises. ”

He raised his hand and snapped his fingers at Frost. So the Man in the Iron Mask regained his composure. He stepped forward step by step, walking straight behind Billy the Whale's Mouth, his hands drooping, and his head humbly bowed.

"I notice that your dream is to slit my throat," said Billy, turning his head defiantly before retreating, "if you and your two brothers make it through this afternoon, I'll meet your demands tomorrow." I'm sure you've figured out that one of my warriors has died, and I can't trust the other substitutes, so I'll be there for tomorrow's showdown. I hope you don't miss your appointment. ”

He didn't wait for Qi Lang's reply, just laughed and walked away.

The biggest enemy is close at hand, but it's a pity that Qi Lang is unarmed now, otherwise he would definitely draw his sword and rush forward desperately, cutting off the head of the wicked with a sword, instead of watching his opponent retreat proudly and safely like now.

Billy's older sister, Jenny, was cheering the cheerleaders over there, and the smile on her face looked unusually sincere. But Qi Lang understood her true intentions. Her first goal has been achieved, and Otto Empire has made it to the finals, and Billy has made a promise in front of all the spectators that he will personally participate in the final battle as a warrior.

Since the only crown prince Guy has died in the territory of the Republic of Zonghao, and Billy's brother Mayer has died of illness as early as seven or eight years ago, only the eldest Jenny and the youngest sister Hannah are left in the current royal family. Now that her goal is halfway through, she will only have to wait for her unknown lover and her own son to easily defeat the Mingyu Kingdom, and then kill Billy in one fell swoop in the final battle, and the outcome will be exactly as Jenny intended.

The magistrate shouted again over the loudspeaker: "All personnel, please leave the venue so that the cleaning staff can repair the battlefield." The second decisive battle will be held at 3 o'clock in the afternoon, and I hope that the participants in the first game will hand over their weapons to the armory room for safekeeping as soon as possible, thank you for your cooperation. ”

The chaotic audience began to retreat to their respective stations, and Qi Lang himself had to suppress his anger for the time being, and retreated to the east station with Ou and Gulf and others.

Qi Lang was naturally in no mood to enjoy lunch, it was not caused by nervousness, after watching a decisive battle, the nervous mood had already disappeared unconsciously. He was worried about the injuries of Mr. Julai and Captain Quill, and Felix's tragic death made him feel very uncomfortable.

The caring Jira arranged for Ruth to be in charge of communicating with the Luman Empire, and the half-breed boy brought back some reassuring news. The injuries of Big Star and Quill are not serious, although it is unlikely that they will recover their combat ability in the short term, as long as they recuperate for two or three months, they will basically return to normal state.

But he also brought back the not-so-good news: Marcus had started an evil fire, and he had a hard time accepting the defeat, and he blamed Major Dodim for his arrangement. But in fact, everyone knows very well that the main reason for the defeat of the Luman delegation is his communiqué personal vendetta, because if Felix's position is replaced by Captain Alfred, the final result is likely to be completely different.

But now it is good that Felix is dead, and Mr. Zhulai's defensive strategy has not been effectively supported by him. It can be said that losing this decisive battle and causing three warriors to be killed and injured at all, I can't blame others at all, and it is completely the result of this layman's blind command.

However, Jira analyzed the whole situation clearly at the first time, in his opinion, this is Marcus expressing normal diplomatic rhetoric, after all, the Luman Empire itself does not have too many ideas about such a game, and now it is not too much of a loss to become a spectator, but Felix's death is a little sad. For now, the red-haired fellow was most worried about one thing, and he hoped that Marcus would not slander his dear father because of Mr. Zhulai's eventual defeat, and that he would not break his promise and refuse to hand over the ten-headed drake to the Legion of Hope.