Three hundred and fifty-three, the Supreme Martial Society (ninety-two)

Seeing Shengxia Aihua, Wang Zhi'anming hurriedly stepped forward and bowed, then got up and asked, "Venerable Demon Queen, did you manage to protect me from it?"

The most beautiful and immaculate Saint Sia Aihua smiled faintly, turned to the side and said, "If Lord An Ming wants to thank me, it is better to thank the patriarch of the 'Iron and Wood Gold Tribe', Li Ter Lianfu." ”

The demon standing behind Aihua was about sixty years old, with a slightly fat body, clean and gorgeous clothes, and a kind and honest appearance. An Ming recognized him as one of the representatives of the eight nobles who came here with Aihua to watch the battle.

Little Lianfu bowed to An Ming, and Lianfu smiled kindly: "After suffering from a night of imprisonment, Lord An Ming is fine, right?"

"No problem. An Ming hurriedly bowed again and said, "But I don't understand why the Protoss is willing to let me out of Lu so easily." ”

The Grand Priest beside Aihua smiled with relief and said, "It was the old prince Li Ter, Your Excellency Lianfu used half of the income from the gold mine under his family's name in the next ten years to buy off all the Protoss chambers of commerce in the nearby Divine Domain, and let these chambers of commerce put pressure on the high-level leaders of the No. 1 Divine Domain associated with him, and only then did he win the majority of votes at the voting meeting of the Protoss, and let them unconditionally let you out." ”

An Ming was taken aback, half of the ten-year income of the gold mine was not a small amount. An Ming hurriedly bowed to Li Ter Lianfu and said in a low voice: "With Your Excellency Lao Lianfu spending so much, An Ming really can't afford Your Excellency's love." ”

Slightly receiving An Ming's big salute, Littel Lianfu grinned and said: "The ruling king should hurry up! The old man has always believed that wealth is all over the world, and money can kill gods." Don't look at this Protoss, who thinks very highly of himself on weekdays. Huge wealth fell from the sky, and a few of them did not bow their heads. Today, the old man can use this money to get out of Master Anming, and it can be regarded as the old man planting a blessing. ”

An Ming said ashamedly: "But I was arrested by the Protoss in front of my compatriots in public, and I am afraid it will be difficult to face their eyes in the future." ”

The Grand Priest shook his head and said, "Lord An Ming, you are wrong, you stooped down and suffered humiliation for the safety of our people, and your actions will only make our people love you more. ”

Saying that, the Grand Dian Division waved his hand and asked his subordinates around him to push open the big iron door of the security headquarters, and outside the iron gate, countless demons who came to welcome An Ming out of prison stood densely with serious and expectant expressions. The moment An Ming appeared at the iron gate, they shouted in unison: "Savior Saint, King Anming! Wang Zhi Anming, a savior saint. Wang Zhi'an Ming ...... "This boiling sound frightened the Protoss troops who were watching all this not far away.

An Ming's eyes were red, and he excitedly bowed to the demons outside the door.

When the shouts gradually subsided, the Grand Ceremony Division picked up An Ming and said, "Lord An Ming, you are now a well-deserved commander of our clan. We hope you will remember that this honor comes from your infinite dedication to our people. Continue to chart the way forward for our people. ”

An Ming nodded with tears in his eyes. The demons who walked outside the iron gate shook hands with them one by one and hugged them. Moved to the tears of countless demons.

In the second row of these demons, Yunlong Zhimu stood there quietly accompanied by his two "little ancestors".

"Good brother!" An Ming saw and hugged the young curtain tightly in his arms. Then he asked, "Childish, are you feeling better?"

The childish curtain had dark eyes, but with his usual chic smile, he said, "It's much better! ”

An Ming shook hands with him excitedly, and was speechless for a while.

A young demon asked in a low voice, "Lord An Ming, today's game is about to start. Do you still go to the races?"

"No, I'm not going to race. An Ming waved his hand and said in a deep voice: "My child, I am going to go with my brother to destroy those bitches." ”

"Oh! Wang Zhi Anming! Wang Zhi Anming......。 The excited demons held An Ming and the young curtain together, and lifted them to the supreme arena amid countless cheers and shouts.

...... It started at 10 a.m. sharp.

The Eastern Zone will be played by the "Thunderstorm Group" against the "Snow Mountain Honor Group", both sides are strong teams, and this battle will definitely be full of highlights. And with the popularity of the Thunder Emperor and his wife, there is no reason why the audience is not full.

But today's attendance in the West District is better than that in the East District, undoubtedly because of the topic effect caused by An Ming's arrest one night and his release after another night.

At this time, the aisles in the West End were already full of spectators, but they did not have the slightest cheer. Yes, it's just the endless dissatisfaction in the eyes of the gods and the endless expectation in the eyes of the demons.

The announcer looked at the opposing sides helplessly, and after a few low-key words, he announced the activation of the three-color door, allowing the two sides to choose their starting positions. But at this moment, a strange thing suddenly happened, and the three gods of the "Rose Group" who played against the "Fire Bull Group" today suddenly waved to the referee, causing the game to stop for a while.

Qiang Gu was dissatisfied in his heart, and muttered in a low voice: "What are these divine dogs doing?"

A moment later, the tricolor door fell, and the referee stood up and announced, "The Rose team has decided to give up this match, and the result of this match is an unconditional victory for the Fire Bull team." ”

Ah, what's going on? This is the first time that the Supreme Martial Arts Club has encountered a waiver since the start of the competition.

There was a lot of discussion in the audience for a while, but most of the attitude of the Protoss was dissatisfied with the Rose Group. And the demon clan, who was originally worried that An Ming had not slept all night and was in poor spirits, was naturally secretly happy, but he still scolded the Rose Group for being cowardly and incompetent.

As the subtitles on the big screen rose, the Fire Bull group officially became the first team to qualify for the big group.

An Ming walked to the opposite side of the high platform and said to the members of the Rose Group, who had been criticized, "What do you mean by this?"

The three beautiful young men wearing uniform blue and purple tuxedos smiled faintly: "It would be too ugly to know that you are still reluctant to fight against Your Excellency, and our master has already given us a new task, so the three of us might as well reserve a little physical strength to complete the things that our master assigned us, that's all." Saying that, the three beautiful young men bowed to the audience and turned to leave.

Tsk, what a magical scene, An Ming, who was in prison a few hours ago, and his teammates qualified for no cost. However, the thunderstorm group on the other side was only five minutes slower than them.

The Snow Mountain Honor Team chose the snowy mountain terrain they were familiar with at the beginning, but unfortunately they also chose this area after the rain. No, I'm talking about the Supreme Water Archmage known as the "King of Water": ———— Queen.

On the snow-capped snow-capped mountains, after the rain, he raised his index finger a little and said softly: "The ice is falling." ”

The Ice Fall spell that had already been activated without the need to seal condensed countless stone mill-sized ice thistles in the sky, unleashing indiscriminate attacks on all targets within a hundred steps of the rain queen.

Brush, brush, brush, brush, ....... The ice thistles that kept falling down smashed countless big pits in the snow, and Abe, the captain of the Snow Mountain Honor Group, held an ice-breaking axe in his hand and shouted in a hurry: "Defense, defense." Be careful, be careful. ”

Seeing that the thistle terrestris kept falling as if it couldn't be used up, the captain Abe was heartbroken, protected his head and rushed towards the rain queen.

After the rain, the corners of his eyes rolled, the index finger of his right hand pointed to the ground, and his fingertips gathered his strength, and then he raised his hand and waved it, and shouted coldly: "Han Feng is hurrying away!"

A silver thread from the bottom up brought up a cloud of snow and shot towards Abe. Abe, the captain of the Snow Mountain Honor Group, couldn't dodge, was hit in the shoulder, and fell to the ground injured.

The other two members of the Snow Mountain team knew that something was wrong, picked up the ice-breaking axe, and rushed behind after screaming in the rain.

The cold wind blows, and the silver hair shakes. After the rain, he didn't look back and made a seal, his eyes were cold, and he said softly: "Water system, inch shadow condensation." ”

The whole field of ice and snow rushed behind the rain, and before the two team members could react, the sudden drop in temperature had frozen them into ice sculptures.——————

"You're such a powerful woman!" Abe said with difficulty covering his injured shoulder, "But don't think that your glamorous appearance can hide it from me, I have heard of your past experience!"

After the rain, her eyes turned red, and she waved her claws with both hands.

"Blade Blade Break!"

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh! Between the blood light and the ice blade, Abe was helplessly defeated in a pool of blood. (To be continued......)