"Piao Miao Holy Son is right. Just enjoy this competition. This one doesn't matter. We will take care of the next two competitions."
Li Tianming said with a smile.
Everyone was a little surprised when they saw the smile on Li Tianming's face.
Even Li Linglong was a little surprised. She rarely saw a smile on her royal brother's face.
"Brother Emperor, you actually laughed!"
Li Linglong said in shock.
"I didn't laugh. You must have seen it wrong."
Li Tianming's face immediately darkened.
"Brother Imperial, I clearly saw you smiling just now."
Li Linglong muttered with aggrieved expression on her face.
Just smile, what’s the big deal?
Just now she clearly saw the emperor's brother smiling, but why didn't the emperor admit it?
"Okay, okay, can't I just smile?"
Li Tianming said helplessly when he saw the aggrieved Li Linglong.
Seeing this scene, Ye Chen couldn't help but laugh.
[It is rumored that the prince Li Tianming on Saturday is calm and composed, and only the little lolita Li Linglong can cure him. 】
In the original work, Li Tianming's talent is extremely evil, his temperament is also very indifferent, and his methods are clever. Because he has a cold expression all year round, and he is usually murderous, he is known as the cold-faced prince.
Not only Li Tianming is like this, but also His Majesty Emperor Li of Zhou Dynasty is like this.
Many people think that Li Tianming is an emotionless animal.
"That bastard Ye Chen said bad things about me again."
"I'm not a little lolita, you are a little lolita, and your whole family is a little lolita!"
Li Linglong felt indignant.
She had never done anything to Ye Chen, how could this guy say that to her in his heart.
Forget about calling her a little lolita, he had also called her a love brain, a naughty child, etc. This really made him unbearable.
"But what are little lolita, love brain, and naughty kid?"
"But judging from this guy's tone, it's definitely a curse, and it can't be a good thing."
In fact, not being able to understand was what bothered Li Linglong the most.
Although she knew that the other party was scolding her, she just didn't know what she was scolding.
She was very angry, but at the same time she was also very helpless.
There was laughter on the human side, but the atmosphere on the demon side was extremely tense.
"In the third game, you can go straight to it."
Hu Shengwei, the Holy Son of the Tianhu God Clan, glanced at Zhu Huoyun and said calmly.
Zhu Huoyun didn't waste any time and stood up directly, flying towards the ring.
In their eyes, Li Tianming was the most difficult person to deal with, and the Piaomiao Holy Son was easier to deal with.
Although the spiritual energy of the Piao Miao Saint is still higher than that of Li Tianming, he is still young and his cultivation is still shallow.
These people are all around eighty years old, but Ye Chen is nineteen years old.
Even if the talent is extremely high, there is still a certain gap between them.
When he saw that the person entering the ring was Song Buque, Zhu Huoyun burst into laughter.
As long as it wasn't Li Tianming, a little genius of the Song family, he could easily handle it.
Zhu Huoyun came to the ring and saw Song Buque opposite him, and said with disdain:
"If I were you, I would give in immediately so that I wouldn't suffer any physical pain."
Zhu Huoyun is an extremely arrogant person, even to the point of arrogance, which is somewhat similar to Fang Lenghan.
Perhaps it can be said that this guy has always bullied the weak and feared the strong.
If he meets a strong person, he will shut his mouth and swallow his anger.
It's like meeting the Holy Son of the Tianhu God Clan, who is stronger than him in every aspect, but he won't say a word in front of him.
But when he met someone who was weaker than him, he couldn't wait to go up and humiliate him, and then give him a hard kick.
"Why should I admit defeat?"
Song Buque said with an innocent face.
This guy really takes himself seriously, and he's letting himself in before the fight even starts.
If you really want to show off, there's no need to do so.
Song Buque was not someone who indulged others. He said directly: "Among the five holy sons of your demon race, you, Zhu Huoyun, are the weakest. If I meet you and you give up, I might as well not participate in the competition."
"If I can defeat you by luck, it means that my strength is higher than that of your demon clan saints, at least above your candle clan's saints."
"Even if I lose, it doesn't matter. After all, I'm just a genius of the Song family. I won't be ashamed to lose to your demon clan's holy son."
"So, why should I admit defeat?"
He really didn't know where this Zhu Huoyun had the confidence to say such a thing.
Do you still think that Song Buque is scared?
"court death!"
Zhu Huoyun's face turned cold, and his whole body exuded a murderous intent.
He kindly reminded the other party to take the initiative to admit defeat, but he didn't give any face.
"I am an honest person and I always tell the truth. May I ask where I went wrong?"
Song Buque asked with confusion on his face.
Seeing Song Buque's expression, Zhu Huoyun was filled with anger.
"Hmph, today I will teach you how to write the word "death"?"
The candle flame cloud burst out directly, taking action without hesitation.
I saw a dragon-shaped shadow appearing behind him, as powerful as a real dragon.
When Song Buque saw this, he couldn't help but frowned and took out his long sword. The powerful sword intent wreaked havoc around his body.
In this way, Zhu Huoyun and Song Buque fought together.
"Old guy Song, your Song family has produced a good genius. He can actually compete with our Holy Son. He is indeed a good prospect."
The strong man from the Candle Clan said with a smile, but his face was full of arrogance.
In his opinion, Zhu Huoyun will win this battle, there is no suspense at all.
It's just that Song Buque was able to resist for a while, which made him a little surprised.
The strong man from the Song family was speechless when he heard this.
Why are everyone from the Zhu Clan like this? The Zhu Huoyun was like this just now, and so was this old guy from the Zhu Clan.
I don't even know what politeness means.
"Are you so confident that your Holy Son will win?"
The strong man from the Song family said coldly.
Damn it, you Zhu Clan feel amazing just because you hugged the Dragon Clan’s lap.
Other big forces are afraid of you, but the Song family is not.
If he wanted to show off his power in front of the Song family, he would never agree.
"Haha, of course our Holy Son will win without a doubt. It's normal to lose to our Holy Son. Don't feel too embarrassed."
The strong man from the Candle Clan said with a smile.
"You can say so much, but it would be a shame if you can't win by then."
The strong man from the Song family sneered.
"Haha, what do you mean?"
"Could it be that your genius can still defeat our Holy Son?"
The strong man from the Candle Clan also sneered.
"What do you mean? Literally!"
"By the way, I forgot that you are beasts, so it's normal that you don't understand."
The powerful man from the Song family snorted coldly and said, "Who doesn't know that your Saint Son of the Zhu Clan is the most watery Saint Son, and he is also the weakest among the Saint Sons of the Monster Clan."
"Wouldn't it be a shame if our genius loses to your holy son?"
