Said to Xiaolangqiu:

"Don't worry, brother can do it, not only will I defeat that fourth-grade illusionist, but I will also teach you everything about the illusionist, so that your soul power talent can be displayed to the fullest. ”

After speaking.

Tianqi said to Zao Wou-Ki again:

"Although the patriarch can rest assured, I can agree, I have absolute strength to defeat everything, without a little strength, how can I become a legendary existence, what you need to prepare now is to make me the son of the wind and enter the tower of the wind. ”

Do everything.

Tianqi strode forward, led by an elder, towards the place where the competition began.

......

"Why is it so quick that someone has been fighting with our illusionist of the Death Alliance? Mo is not the genius disciple Kui Xing in your mouth, I think you still don't want him to be embarrassed, he will not be our opponent. ”

Half a pillar of incense has passed.

An extremely arrogant and arrogant voice came, and several figures dressed in black quickly appeared in front of everyone's field of vision.

On their clothes, on the right side of their chest, there is a red skeleton embroidered, which is extremely terrifying.

In the middle, an old man who was swarmed by the crowd, without much expression fluctuation on his face, slowly approached with them.

"It turns out that I miscalculated, that coward of Kui Xing didn't dare to come, Patriarch Zhao, where is your illusionist, let me see who has such a powerful strength, dare to compete with our fourth-grade illusionist Elder Sen Luo, I don't think I can do it!"

One of the people who led the team had two willow goatees.

Small stature and very thin.

At first sight, it can only be described as obscene.

As soon as he came to Zao Wou-Ki's side, he began to look at the people around him, looking for the illusionist to compete this time.

After searching, he did not find the figure he was familiar with, and none of the illusionists in the bloodline of the primeval wind he knew were present.

......

"Don't look for it, it's me!"

Seeing that the person had arrived, Tianqi stood up with a light smile on the corner of his mouth.

Look at Tianqi.

Niu Hong, the leader of the Death Alliance, looked him up and down, couldn't help laughing, pointed at Tianqi and said loudly:

"Haha, I understand, finally understood......"

"I said why didn't I see a primeval bloodline illusionist here, it turns out that they are all afraid of embarrassment and don't want to witness the moment of being slapped in the face, and now they only find a young boy from outside to carry the black cauldron, it's really okay!"

Niu Hong and they came.

It is unscrupulous, and there is no respect between words.

And in the face of Niu Hong's provocation, many elders of the Ancient Wind Bloodline were helpless.

They are weak, although both of them belong to the third-rate forces, but they are much stronger than themselves, and there is almost no comparison.

Even if they were so ridiculous, there was still no way.

In addition to endure, it is still endured.

......

As for the patriarch Zao Wou-ki.

His face began to become very ugly, although Niu Hong said mocking words, using the illusionist's absence to enhance the effect of the taunt.

But the truth is.

The illusion master cultivated in their primeval bloodline, knowing that such a layman as Tianqi wanted to challenge a powerful four-grade illusion master, directly chose not to come.

No matter what Zao Wou-Ki said, they all refused for fear of embarrassment.

And their noble status is very important for a family, and Zao Wou-Ki doesn't dare to offend too much, so he can only let Tianqi come alone, and there is no way to do it.

......

"Yes, you're a good word. ”

"Then I want to ask you, do you dare to make a bet with me, the one who is behind the blame!"

The ridicule from Niu Hong made Tianqi unhappy, very unhappy.

Is his family a miner?

He must be taught a lesson.

"Bet, you dare to bet with me, tell me what you want to bet on, I want to see your little white face, what can you bet with me, scumbag......"

Niu Hong is not weak at all, this time he is going to suppress the primeval wind bloodline on top of the momentum, so that they can't raise their heads.

And then slowly nibble.

In the face of Tianqi's bet, of course, you can't retreat.

In his words, he was even arrogant and arrogant.

"It's very simple, I'll bet with you on who wins and who loses, if I win, then you need to use your dirty mouth for me to lick Patriarch Zhao's shoes clean, and then crawl out of Tianfeng City on your knees, you see how it is. ”

Tianqi finished the bet.

Niu Hong's eyes kept rolling, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became stronger, didn't this give him a chance.

"Then if we win, what punishment is there for you to lose. ”

......

"I lose, it doesn't exist!"

......

"Hmph, hard mouth, if you lose, the punishment will be the same, climb to the capital of our Death Alliance, and lick our leader's shoes clean with your mouth, you see how it goes. ”

......

"No problem, I'm not going to lose anyway. ”

Short communication.

Tianqi and Niu Hong made an agreement.

Simple and straightforward.

......

But after their agreement was completed, the elders who were ready to watch the excitement and see the sky make a fool of themselves turned green.

began to curse Tianqi secretly in his heart, and began to regret letting Tianqi participate in this illusionist competition.

Isn't this self-inflicted humiliation?

"Guy who doesn't think you can afford it, who do you think you are, you actually bet such a bet with a four-grade illusionist, isn't this looking for death?"

"Now it's not him who represents himself, he represents our entire primeval bloodline, he licks the shoes of the leader of the Death Alliance, but he loses our people. ”

"It's really hateful, I shouldn't have let him try it in the first place, and in the end, I wanted to take him down and make me angry. ”

Even the current patriarch Zao Wou-Ki couldn't bear to look at it.

are completely depressed in their hearts.

He began to have some doubts, Tianqi was really the person in the mouth of his ancestors?

This is not like saving them, but rather an existence that wants to make them lose face and go to ruin.

In the face of a well-known four-rank illusionist, what will he win.

......

"The content of this competition is very simple, that is, to refine a three-star Wanrong Dan, and finally see who uses less materials, the effect of Cheng Dan is good, the time is less, and the one who has an advantage is the winner. ”

Everything was ready, and the rules were briefly introduced, and Elder Senluo, the four-rank illusionist of the Death Alliance, came to the location of the competition and looked at each other.

"Little one, I am a servant and I can't help myself, although your gambling date with him has made you and the Ancient Wind bloodline lose face, but for the sake of my duty, I still have to go all out and win, please forgive me. ”

The two looked at each other.

Elder Sen Luo was not as arrogant and domineering as the skinny Niu Hong just now.

His words were very polite.