"Chirp chirp -" The strange bird was captured by Guan Heng and screamed repeatedly. This bird was a spiritual bird and monster that Mo Jinzhi had raised since childhood. At this time, its feathers were flying around and it was struggling desperately. Mo Jinzhi immediately stamped his feet in distress. She waved the sharp awl in her hand, aimed at Guan Heng's back and stabbed him quickly: "Let go of it!"
Guan Heng felt that the spiritual energy contained in this spiritual bird monster was already at the level of blue energy. He immediately sucked it all up without ceremony, and then threw the limp black-feathered monster bird towards Mo Jinzhi: "If you want, you can for you."
"Pa!" Mo Jinzhi subconsciously picked up the strange bird, but unexpectedly, Guan Heng also took advantage of the opportunity to rush over and hit her on the shoulder with his palm: "I'm sorry, get off the ring."
It was too late to say that, but it was so fast that Mo Jinzhi felt a strong surge, and she fell down the ring involuntarily. However, she did not suffer much damage, so she suddenly jumped in the air before landing, and then landed lightly. Her appearance and posture were so graceful that the onlookers immediately applauded and cheered: "Well done, the girl from the Mo Nue tribe is still glorious even though she is defeated, she is amazing!"
"Uh, that kid Guan Heng, he showed mercy..." At this moment, Mo Jinzhi was not angry about losing. Instead, he shouted to the ring: "Hey, Guan Heng, you must win the championship. Only in this way can you win the championship." Marry my sister—"
"What?!" After hearing this, Guan Heng on the stage staggered and almost fell off the stage.
"Sister Jinzhi, what are you talking about? I didn't hear clearly -" Guan Heng grabbed the edge of the ring and shouted: "Say it again!"
"Humph, silly boy, I won't tell you." With a teasing smile on his face, Mo Jinzhi turned around and walked away, leaving only a confused Guan Heng on the ring. He murmured to himself: "I Could it be that you fell into some trap?"
At this moment, there were only six or seven people left in the arena, including Guan Heng. Shen Yang, Rong Teng and Geng Zhong knocked their opponents off the stage. In this way, they became two with Guan Heng. right.
Manager Zhu announced at this time: "Okay, the final winner will be chosen among the four of you. Now please draw a clay ball from this earthen urn and take it out." As soon as these words were spoken, there was already a crowd of clay balls. The soldier came up holding a large urn and placed it in front of everyone with a clang.
Guan Heng, Shen Yang, Rong Teng and Geng Zhong each stepped forward and stretched out their hands. They immediately grabbed fist-sized clay balls with different numbers of round holes on them. A look of puzzlement flashed across everyone's faces. .
At this time, Manager Zhu took a look and continued: "Guan Heng's mud ball has four holes, and Rong Teng's mud ball has three holes. The two will play again; Shen Yang and Geng Zhong respectively It’s a mud ball with one pothole and two potholes. The two of you will fight again, and the one who wins the second time will have a decisive battle in the end!”
After hearing this, Guan Heng nodded slightly. He turned to look at Rong Teng, a strong man from the Tianyu tribe. His eyes were also full of fierce fighting spirit. The opponent was strong but also experienced, not because of Guan Heng. He seemed to be letting his guard down due to his young age, but on the contrary, he was secretly on guard.
At this moment, Manager Zhu said again: "It's almost noon now, and everyone must be hungry. Let's take a rest at the guest seats next to the ring. I'll order people to prepare food and wine so that you can eat until you're full before we fight."
"That's very good!" Rong Teng, a strong man from the Tianyu tribe, didn't say much, but his voice was like a bell. He planned to compete with his opponent after a good meal, and the two sworn enemies, Shen Yang and Geng Zhong, also stared at each other fiercely. After one glance, they all said in unison: "Okay, I'll just let you live a little longer."
Guan Heng saw countless sparks shooting out of the two people as they spoke, and he was amused in his heart: "These two are really natural enemies. Let's fight. Although it's a bit vicious to be like each other, if you can both lose, It saved me a lot of trouble."
A few moments later, Guan Heng and others sat down at the edge of the ring. Several maids had already brought wine and food, which they diligently placed on the four tables. Rong Teng was tall and strong, and had a generous appetite. When he saw the table full of food, he immediately started eating in silence. Just as Guan Heng was about to lift his chopsticks, a maid had already brought another plate of dishes and placed it in front of him.
Guan Heng could see clearly that this person turned out to be Dou Wanxin's personal maid Du'er. At this moment, Du'er pretended to be Guan Heng and poured wine, and deliberately got close and whispered: "Miss, let me tell you, the plate of roasted meat on the table is Don't eat the fish stew, it has been tampered with. Although it is not fatal, it will cause abdominal pain."
"Thank you for reminding me." After Guan Heng replied in a low voice, a cold light flashed in his eyes: "It must be City Master Dou who poisoned my food in order to let Rong Teng of the Tianyu tribe win. , this guy surnamed Dou is too wicked, it’s strange that I want you to have your way."
"Miss asked me to tell you, win if you can, don't force it, safety first, I'm leaving."
Du'er hurriedly finished this sentence and turned around with the tray in hand. Guan Heng nodded secretly in his heart: "Oh, the difference between biological father and daughter is so big. One wants to poison me, but the other reminds me and helps me. Although Sister Wanxin did this to get rid of the marriage, she still has a good heart."
While Guan Heng was eating, he was thinking about how to use force to win later, but at this moment, the enemy who was causing trouble suddenly spoke. The speaker was Shen Yang of the Zhujian tribe. Angrily, he slapped his table and asked loudly: "Hey , why is there fish stew on that boy’s table, but not here?”
"Well..." After hearing this, the manager, Fatty Zhu, suddenly started sweating on his forehead. He personally arranged for someone to poison the fish on Guan Heng's table, but Fatty Zhu was negligent for a moment. , and forgot to serve the same fish stew to the other three people.
At this time, Shen Yang said angrily: "Give me a plate of fish stew too, hurry up, I like fish the most!"
A servant had long whispered in Manager Zhu's ear: "At noon today, we only had one fish left in the kitchen, so we only made one plate. Look..."
"They are all a bunch of trash, why don't you prepare more ingredients?" Fatty Zhu was so angry that the fat on his face kept trembling. With no choice, he had no choice but to say to Shen Yang: "I'm really sorry, Mr. Shen, there is no more food in the kitchen. …”
"Pah!" At this moment, Shen Yang slapped his hand on the table, and he said with a sullen face: "Are there no fish left, or do you want Yu Cheng to look down on me at all? I have to ask this question clearly, otherwise, huh Huh, you know what the consequences will be!"
"Hehehe, although I don't like the guys from the Jian tribe, Shen Yang is right this time."
The person who said this was none other than the villain Geng Zhong who took the opportunity to add fuel to the fire. He reached out and pointed at the table, and then said angrily: "A mere unknown person has fish stew on his table, but the four of us have it." It’s a bit unreasonable that the representatives of the big foreign race can’t eat fish.”
——[Second update on August 27, 2016, good morning everyone, Lao Sha continues to ask for subscriptions and monthly tickets o(n_n)o]——(To be continued.)
