"Bocheng actually lost..."
In the field, Bocheng's blood bar was dwindling while he was kneeling on the ground, and everyone's eyes were trembling.
Especially Na Yalian, he stood up and grabbed the armrest tightly, unable to speak a word in his throat, his mind went blank and full of despair!
Bocheng... was defeated!
He wanted to quibble, he wanted to argue in front of Marquis Ford... However, it was clearly happening in front of his eyes, and he watched helplessly as Bocheng stood still and was killed by his opponent!
Long Wangxing walked over and stood in front of Bocheng.
This opponent, compared to Glo, has more respect from him.
He got down on one knee and put his hand on the other's shoulder.
Bo Cheng looked pale because his health bar was about to bottom out.
"You're really strong..." Bo Cheng struggled to speak, his eyes bulging, and he was about to fall asleep without any energy.
Then, boom!
The body suddenly exploded and turned into starlight fragments that began to dissipate!
Bocheng was killed!
As Long Wangxing said before, his sword leaves no one behind!
Faced with this reality, Arien in the stands was unwilling to take another look. That was his "son", and he had worked hard to cultivate his confidence to level 26 with all the resources at home!
After this kill, Bocheng will lose a lot of experience, and may even drop to twenty-five!
If this is really the case, it can only be said that the experience accumulated during this period has been in vain!
However, the biggest winner will become Long Wangxing!
With a wave of his hand, Long Wangxing absorbed all the experience scattered on the ground.
Glo's experience made up for it a lot before, but now that Bocheng has it, the experience bar on the interface is skyrocketing like crazy!
Quickly let yourself break through the twenty-second level and reach the twenty-third level!
boom!
The sound of upgrading resounds in the body. Although it is not as loud as at five or midnight, you can still feel the refreshing feeling!
"Whose turn is it next?"
Long Wangxing slowly opened his eyes and scanned the nobles in the stands. Finally, he rested his eyes on Evans.
The last of the next three!
As long as he wins over the young people he brings, Malati's aristocratic status will be preserved!
Everyone looked at Evans, wondering what they were doing, send someone!
"I……"
Evans stammered, feeling uncomfortable being watched by everyone, and his expression began to look a little panicked.
He glanced back at the young man he had brought with him, also his "son."
It's just that the level is only level 20.
But... even Bo Cheng, who was at level 26, was killed. How could his "son" have any chance of winning?
"I...let's give up!"
After thinking for a long time, Evans finally said that he didn't want to take risks. After finally training to level 20, he couldn't just say no and give up!
"What?!"
After hearing this, Tepis walked up to him in surprise and wanted to argue. It was clear that everyone had agreed that the Melati family of Foao must be deprived of their aristocratic status.
Unexpectedly, this middle-aged old guy actually went back on his word!
"No, absolutely not!"
It was not Tepis and the others who said these words, but Evans's mouth.
Facing Long Wangxing's powerful strength, he lost his mind a little. How could a young man in his early twenties be so powerful?
It's like someone I've met before...
Thinking of this scene, Evans didn't dare to think about it anymore, so he quickly got up and pulled his "son" to leave.
"Evans, you perfidious old coward!"
Behind his back, Tepis insulted him. Even Arien didn't think that he shouldn't give up even though he still had another chance. What if the young man sent by Foao was exhausted?
However, there is no way to do this.
Evans was determined to leave, and Long Wangxing, who was still on the stage, felt strange.
However, after taking a closer look at Evans, his face looked somewhat familiar.
Wouldn’t it be possible to meet “old friends” from the past in a place like this?
Then he gave up the idea. He was just a trumpet, and his name was different. It shouldn't be!
At this moment, Evans insisted on leaving. Just as he was about to leave the back of Malati's house, a young figure suddenly appeared.
The man stood in front of Evans, blocking his way.
A large knife in his hand was pressed against his forehead, forcing him to retreat.
"Oh? Sobo, are you here?"
While everyone was in shock, Ford at the back suddenly spoke up.
The man was none other than Ford's "son", Ford Sorbo!
"Come and take a look." Sobo forced Evans to retreat with a big knife, and his figure gradually appeared in front of everyone.
After everyone saw him, they all saluted.
After all, this is the future successor of the Ford family, no one dares to offend him!
"It seems that the challenge has failed." Sobo looked around, and the member of the Foao family was still standing on the competition stage.
It seems that his "father's" idea did not succeed, and the Melati family is still among the nobles.
"It can only be said that they are not suitable." Ford stood up and after two consecutive competitions, he was a little tired. Then he glanced at the two people who were held up by the sword and explained: "The Evans family wants to give up."
There seems to be no "father and son" barrier between the two of them in their communication, and they talk peacefully like brothers.
"give up?"
When Sobo heard this, he sneered and then chopped it off in public!
Chi!
Evans and his "son" were directly killed by him in full view of everyone!
No one ever mentioned that this Sobo was so cruel!
Not even a sign!
"How could the people of Anak give up?"
Sobo sneered, as if his actions were just and without any mercy!
I even found it funny and enjoyable!
Then, he scanned the field and saw a familiar figure, "Daniel?"
When Sobo appeared, Daniel kept his head down, fearing that the other party would recognize him.
Unexpectedly, this guy's eyes were so sharp that he could see himself at a glance!
"Lord Sobo." Daniel had no choice but to go up and say hello.
The latter was very happy to see the other party's understanding, "The Malati family was assigned to challenge the identity because of insufficient staff. You don't blame our Ford family, right?"
"Don't dare!" Daniel replied quickly.
How could he dare to blame a big family with two surnames, unless he was tired of living!
"That's good." Sobo was very pleased, nodded happily, and then said, "The decline of a noble depends on its own strength. If you don't even have the strength, how can you order the common people?"
He began to express some of his personal opinions in front of everyone.
Due to their status, no one dared to speak, so everyone listened.
"You mean, as long as you lose your strength, civilians can also take advantage of you?"
At this time, Long Wangxing, who was standing on the competition stage, spoke.
He saw clearly what happened in the aristocratic stand, including the scene where Sobo killed two members of the Evans family with one knife.
However, he didn't take action. After all, the other party belonged to the lower three families. Wouldn't it be more beneficial for them to have conflicts with each other?
"Then you have to have this strength." Sobo nodded and admitted that the answer was reasonable, regardless of who said it.
After reacting, he looked over there.
Knowing that the other party is the young man sent by the Malati family, Long Xing!
"If that's the case, then I'll stand on your head!"
