Twin god-level martial spirits shocked the Demon Emperor’s wife!

Chapter 386

At midnight, the stars were hidden,

The silver moon jade pot turned upside down, pouring silver light like water onto the fighting field.

The emperor's grandson Ye Wudao stepped onto the stage with great force, and spoke in a cold voice, shocking the whole audience.

Everyone's eyes moved away from Luo Fanchen, and stared at Ye Wudao on the field. The young man had blue eyes and was majestic and indifferent. He was wearing a dragon robe, and he was majestic without anger.

Anyone who saw it would say, what a young emperor, a heavenly figure.

Luo Fanchen had not yet stepped onto the stage, but more than 100,000 spectators had already determined that Ye Wudao would win without any suspense.

A person's reputation is like a tree's shadow.

Ye Wudao had already become famous in the last competition.

All major cities in the empire posted golden lists with Ye Wudao's name. In the vast Canglong Empire, who didn't know this direct descendant of the royal family?

It was even clearer that this grandson of the emperor didn't care whether he could win the martial arts champion in China, but aimed at the world competition. The audience didn't think highly of Luo Fanchen, the challenger.

The Soul Saint-level referee also had to smile at the grandson of the emperor, Ye Wudao, and immediately obeyed the order and called:

"Please invite the contestant Luo Fanchen from Qianlong City to the stage!"

Ye Wudao was waiting on the stage. The referee called for a long time and found that Luo Fanchen had not entered the stage yet.

He and the audience looked at the waiting area of ​​Qianlong City in surprise.

They found that Luo Fanchen was slowly eating the juicy lychees peeled by Ye Youling's green jade fingers, and on the other side there were sour and sweet bayberries brought to his mouth by Princess Ye Xiying.

His mouth was full.

He couldn't eat it all, he couldn't eat it all at all.

The grandson of the emperor's heart was almost unstable.

The veins on the foreheads of the referees and the audience were throbbing wildly, and their faces were full of black lines. They couldn't help but complain:

"This kid actually has the leisure to flirt with the girl?"

"He has a really good mentality, not afraid at all. Is he ready to surrender?"

The big guys in the sky didn't mean to blame him, but found it interesting.

Mang Bulu smacked his lips and said greedily: "This kid is so lucky."

"Swish!!"

King Tianwu, Lin Dingtian and King Yan all looked at Mang Bulu.

A pair of talking eyes seemed to say, you are the only one who has a mouth, right?

Soon, King Tianwu and King Yan looked at each other. It seemed that something strange had sneaked in between us just now. They looked at Lin Dingtian sideways.

What does it have to do with you, Lin Dingtian, if someone mentions Luo Fanchen.

Sect Master Lin looked at his nose with his eyes and his heart with his nose, and happily pretended to be stupid.

"Enjoy it. The more you enjoy it now, the more severe the beating you will get on stage later."

King Kuang showed a grim smile on his face. He was unable to vent his depressed emotions. He was almost suffocated by Luo Fanchen. He wanted to see Luo Fanchen being beaten up in his dreams.

King Yu nodded and asserted:

"This boy will definitely lose. He can't solve the divine skills of the emperor's grandson no matter what."

Crown Prince Ye Fuyao frowned when he saw Luo Fanchen's leisurely posture.

He spoke to the field below:

"Luo Fanchen, don't mess around on the stage. Go on stage to fight."

Luo Fanchen was dissatisfied. He was proficient in the ways of the world, but that didn't mean he didn't have a stubborn temper.

The intervals between the games were obviously set. Just because the emperor's grandson wanted to compete in advance, he could just move it forward at will?

Who is messing around? Who is exercising privilege?

Of course, Luo Fanchen would not demand fairness or swear on someone else's territory. First of all, it would be courting death, and secondly, it would be rude.

So...

He bowed his hands to the sky and said with a smile: "Sorry, Your Highness, this is my first time participating in such a big competition. I am a little excited as I am about to win first place."

"So I was thinking about what kind of winning speech I should give in advance, otherwise it would be so bad to be nervous and awkward after the game, so I was stunned."

Prince Ye Fuyao looked stunned and sluggish.

Even though he was experienced, he was still confused by Luo Fanchen's speech.

The Canglong Emperor, who had been silent all the time, seemed to have no sense of existence, and his breath was not released. His eyes opened and closed slightly, as if he looked at Luo Fanchen deeply.

The other vassal kings, clan leaders, and more than 200,000 spectators in the audience also had extremely subtle expressions, as if there were thousands of wild boars trampling and galloping in their hearts.

"This..."

Lin Dingtian was heartbroken: "This statement has nothing to do with Lao Liu."

"This sect master has made a mistake. Is this guy a pretentious freak in the guise of Lao Liu?"

King Tianwu and King Yan covered their mouths and laughed secretly, they couldn't help it.

"Old Yan, look at the prince, he looks like he's eaten dog shit."

"Hahaha, nephew-in-law is awesome! He's just what I like."

"Get out! He's my son-in-law."

The two kings have a good personal relationship,

but when it comes to the question of Luo Fanchen, the friendship is overturned.

The audience burst into noisy discussions.

"Damn, where does this contestant Luo get the confidence from?, so arrogant?"

"Have you prepared a championship declaration in advance?"

"Isn't this just asking for a fight? To be honest, although I am a hater, I have to admit that Luo Fanchen is awesome. A support player has come this far, but compared with the emperor's grandson, he is really not a player of the same level."

The female fans in the audience were unhappy and showed their crazy faces:

"What level? Compared with our noble and handsome His Highness Wudao?"

"Who knows, my girls? Luo Fanchen is going to give a speech before the battle. Can he be His Highness's opponent? How shameless!!!"

"That's right. Apart from anything else, just the His Highness's magical skill that weakens his combat power by 90%, anyone who goes to the ring will have to kneel down."

"Arrogance comes at a price. "

For a while, the masters of the Imperial City and the black fans of the major royal cities frantically requested Ye Wudao to teach Luo Fanchen a lesson. The calls continued for a long time and became louder and louder.

Completely drowning out the cheers of the people of Qianlong City, it seemed weak and powerless.

People always like to see the weak defeat the strong.

But they don't like to see the people around them surpass themselves by a large margin and counterattack.

Why do you suddenly become awesome when you are also a city with poor performance?

Doesn't it make us look useless?

Amid the unfavorable calls from the audience,

Ye Wudao looked displeased with his eyes, and was obviously angry.

Pointed his finger at Luo Fanchen: "You are very arrogant, I hope you have the capital to be arrogant."

"It's far from enough to rely on the cards you have revealed."

"But you..."

"Are there any more cards? "

Ye Wudao laughed, and all the masters in the Imperial City laughed too.

A level 40 auxiliary has made it to the finals. No matter how powerful he is, what trump card can he have?

That's a joke.

At this time, the sisters Ye Xi'an said nothing, and Miao Teng'er, Ye Longhe and other "adopted daughters" and "adopted sons" all watched Luo Fanchen walk to the ring with light in their eyes.

Even the hot and straightforward princess, who used to be fierce and straightforward, was rare to be quiet at this time. She turned a deaf ear to the boos outside the venue and did not fight back, because she believed in the man she recognized from the beginning.

Her beautiful eyes looked around, as if she wanted to remember the arrogant faces of the masters of the Imperial City, the Jimei, and the black fans. The princess shook her head and smiled, as bright as a flower:

"Today is destined to be a sleepless night for many people."

Ye Youling nodded: "They will probably never forget tonight. "

Luo Fanchen walked to the bottom of the arena and bumped into a beautiful figure as if by coincidence.

Lin Shengyi, the third in the empire and known as the first goddess of this competition, had a cold gaze and an ethereal voice. She asked in a very calm voice:

"Luo Fanchen, how sure are you against Ye Wudao?"

"Not even a tenth of confidence."

"Hmm?"

Lin Shengyi's eyes froze at first, and then she calmly said: "It's amazing that our assistant can get here. That guy's weakening skills are indeed comparable to divine skills."

Luo Fanchen pretended to be surprised: "Aren't you asking about my confidence in losing? "

Lin Shengyi's eyes were stunned, and she was completely confused.

Normal people must think about the winning rate. Isn't this guy playing a fool?

Too bad!

She gritted her teeth, wishing to kill this guy.

Luo Fanchen ignored the angry eyes and raised his eyebrows and said, "Miss Lin, are you concerned about me?"

"Mr. Luo, I think you may think too much."

Lin Shengyi's face became serious, and she said righteously:

"It's just because my sister wants you to win, and I'm afraid she will be sad."

"Oh."

Luo Fanchen nodded, and then walked up the steps.

After walking a few steps, he suddenly turned back and pointed at Lin Shengyi's feet, and said quickly:

"Fairy Lin, don't pick your toes, the soles of your shoes are leaking! ! "

Lin Shengyi's pupils shrank, and she looked down subconsciously, only to find a pair of snow-white lotus feet in white silk stockings, still wrapped in embroidered shoes.

When she looked up, she happened to see Luo Fanchen winking at her.

She couldn't help but get angry and felt that she was fooled. Why did this stinky man always play tricks on her?

Noticing that there were people looking at her in the sky and in the distance, Lin Shengyi said angrily:

"What nonsense are you talking about! !"

"I'm talking nonsense. My pair of spiritual pupils are fake, and I definitely can't see through shoes. "

Luo Fanchen came on stage with a big laugh, his back was elegant and graceful.

The audience was almost mad, this kid still had the mood to flirt with girls?

And he was flirting with their dream goddess?

Damn it!

Lin Dingtian looked at his daughter who was not as pure as usual and indifferent to fame and fortune, and the ominous premonition in his heart became stronger.

No way...

Crown Prince Ye Fuyao's eyes flashed coldly,

This was his planned daughter-in-law, what was this kid going to do?

As for the emperor's grandson Ye Wudao, he flirted with other people when he saw the predetermined goddess.I felt like I was being cheated on, and my heart was burning with anger.

Beat him up!!

I must beat this guy up in front of everyone in the world. How dare he tease anyone's woman?