Chapter 3045 Shut Up

Duan Muxiong was stunned for a moment, then shook his head with dark eyes.

"I...can't beat him."

Not only couldn't he be beaten, he was completely beaten.

Moreover, the poison still remains in his body and has not been removed yet.

Even his tools for carrying on the family line have only grown recently and have not yet fully recovered.

When he thought of that incident, the shadow in his heart was infinite.

Zheluo shook the folding fan again and said with a chuckle: "The lower ones work hard, the middle ones work hard, and the upper ones work hard!

Second son, a proud man like you and me, why do you need to take action personally? "

Duan Muxiong frowned and said depressedly: "I also want to ask a strong man to kill him, but unfortunately... I can't meet the other party's conditions."

Previously, he was willing to spend 30 billion to have the Blood Evil Palace assassinate Ji Tianxing.

But the Blood Evil Palace was unwilling to do so and wanted to add another angry blood divine tree.

It was the greatest treasure of the Grand Prince's Mansion, and he didn't dare to trade it.

Zhe Luo patted his shoulder and said with a chuckle: "Second son, a man should be happy with his grudges in this world. Don't shrink back, otherwise you will only wrong yourself.

Just like you now, watching that boy hugging you and taking away the beauty you like, but you can only stare and sulk.

All money and treasures are external possessions. As long as you can vent your anger and make yourself happy, then go ahead and do it!

Isn't it too outrageous that the majestic heir apparent of the Kingdom of God, the second emperor's grandson of the monarch, still has to swallow his anger like this? "

Zhe Luo was originally a playboy. He usually drank wine and visited brothels with Duan Muxiong, so he had to wear a pair of pants.

Therefore, he would say these taboo words casually.

Duanmu Xiong fell silent immediately, lowering his head and staring at his feet, struggling and weighing in his heart.

Zheluo said again: "These are what I say from my heart. This is what I do, so I can live a free and unrestrained life.

Once upon a time, there was a princess's son who wanted to steal the oiran from me, and he also tried to use conspiracy tactics.

Without saying a word, I sent someone to kill him that night.

The matter got serious and my father was fined a hundred years and was scolded by the king in court.

I was beaten half to death by my father and was imprisoned for ten years.

But so what?

I vented my anger and felt happy, so I have no regrets! "

After speaking, he patted Duanmu Xiong on the shoulder and said seriously: "Second son, you should think about it yourself."

"Yes." Duanmu Xiong responded without raising his head.

After a long time, when he raised his head, his eyes had become firm, and there was no longer any struggle or hesitation in his heart.

…

After exactly two hours, this round of competition came to an end.

The final battle begins.

A burly young man wearing black armor and carrying a broad middle flew onto the ring.

This is a Blood Flame God Clan, more than ten feet tall, with purple hair, and exuding a strong aura.

He stood proudly on the ring, arms folded in front of his chest, with no sadness or joy on his face.

The gods in the square immediately cheered and shouted, and many people started talking among themselves.

"It's Xue Bufan! He finally appears!"

"The fifth among the ten heroes in the royal city, the leader of the younger generation!"

"The last time he appeared was two years ago, and he appears again today, seemingly stronger than before!"

"I don't know who his opponent is. He is so unlucky and pitiful!"

"I remember it was called Tianxing? Why haven't I heard of this name?"

"Yes! This person has never competed on stage before. He must be one of the top 30 people who have been pre-determined."

"Tsk, tsk, tsk... Tianxing will be brutally beaten by Xue Bufan later, and he will be knocked down in just three or five moves. Isn't this a slap in the face of those noble people?"

Just as everyone was talking about it, Ji Tianxing stood up in the stands.

Zhenhong stared at him and said with a smile: "Master, be careful."

Ning Siyuan also warned: "Master Tianxing, don't be too hasty to end the battle, retaining your strength is the most important thing."

Ji Tianxing nodded, stepped into the sky, and landed on the ring.

His appearance made the people in the square talk even more enthusiastically.

"That guy is Tian Xing? Xue Bufan's opponent?"

"It's actually a foreign race? It looks ordinary, and it's definitely no match for Xue Bufan!"

"Hey...that boy came out from the northern viewing platform. Could it be that his backers are royal family members?"

"No matter who his backer is, the competition in the ring is based on strength. He will be beaten to the ground and leave with humiliation!"

People like Ji Tianxing, who is unknown but relies on connections to participate in the ring competition, are the most despised by the people.

Even, out of a certain psychology, countless people shared the same hatred and regarded him as an enemy.

Hundreds of thousands of people were shouting, hoping that Xue Bufan would brutally torture Ji Tianxing and make him lose face.

Only in this way can the people relieve their anger.

This can be regarded as another way for the common people to fight back against those superior nobles!

In the arena.

Ji Tianxing and Xue Bufan stood thousands of feet apart.

Xue Bufan looked at him with cold eyes, and said proudly: "I, Xue Bufan, am one of the ten heroes of Wangcheng, and studied under the master of Qianji Sect..."

Ji Tianxing had a smile on his lips. After hearing what he said, he said, "What next?"

Xue Bufan frowned and sneered: "Your name is Tianxing, right? I have never heard of your name, and I don't know where you came from.

Although, you relied on some connections to enter the pre-determined list and directly participate in this round of competition.

But I want to remind you that when fighting in the ring, swords have no eyes.

Don't be pretentious. If you don't want to be seriously injured and lose face, just admit defeat now! "

Ji Tianxing's smile became even stronger and he asked, "Are you done?"

Xue Bufan's sneer became even worse, and he said contemptuously: "What? You're not willing to accept it, are you?"

"You talk too much." Ji Tianxing shook his head and finally lost his patience.

When he finished speaking, he raised his right hand like lightning and struck Xue Bufan with a palm.

"Uh-huh!"

It was a very ordinary palm, not using any magical power.

However, the hundred-foot-long palm shadow that cuts through the sky contains more than thirty kinds of law power.

Its speed is as fast as the aurora, its power is like destroying the sky and the earth, and its momentum is like the sky collapsing and the earth collapsing.

At that moment, the entire arena space froze.

Xue Bufan was suppressed by the invisible divine power, and his body froze in place.

His expression was stunned, his eyes widened with a look of deep horror.

However, his hand grasped the hilt of the sword, but he had no time to draw it.

"Bang!"

A deafening loud noise erupted.

The golden palm shadow of a hundred feet in size suddenly struck Xue Bufan, bursting into a dazzling light that filled the sky.

Among them, there was also a bunch of purple blood flowers mixed in.

Xue Bufan flew backwards two thousand feet, hit the sky blue shield hard, and fell to the ground with a bang.

A stream of black blood spurted out from his mouth, and his eyes opened and closed a few times, then closed slowly.

He fell into a coma on the spot!

The battle ends here.

The bustling square fell silent for a moment.

Everyone looked dull and stared at Ji Tianxing in horror, as if they had seen a ghost.

The two princes on the ceremony stage had long expected this result.

The third prince was smiling and in high spirits.

The second prince looked depressed and couldn't help but sigh.

"Xue Bufan, you bastard, why are you talking so much nonsense? Should you shut up now?"