Chapter 900: Rotten Flesh (19)
Let's see, what are the basic qualities of being a prostitute!
Before paying, I can guarantee that the title of King of Universiade will not last more than ten hours at most, but the old man can look up to it for a long time without changing his expression.
Faced with the unceremonious punch, Fu Qian still showed great appreciation.
In addition, the old man is a fourth-level transcendent, the highest-ranking person in the group.
Taking action so resolutely is enough to prove that the big bosses have reached a considerable consensus on the action - to use the highest efficiency to suppress the trouble-making lunatic here and keep Jiang En's ceremony from being disturbed.
But that seemingly ordinary fist turned golden and thick in the blink of an eye after it was swung, as if cast from bronze.
Coupled with the image of a fairy-like Taoist, and the target is Fu Qian, who exudes the smell of ham, no matter how you look at it, it is a picture of subduing demons.
In fact, that fist does seem to have some kind of spiritual influence. At a glance, it makes people want to give up resistance involuntarily.
Anyone with a weaker will might have already surrendered and confessed.
It's a pity that it was just a deduced effect based on feelings before paying, and it was impossible for that kind of emotion to appear in him.
The next moment, the punch that the old man was determined to win was missed.
In some incomprehensible way, his target appeared behind his original position and escaped the blow.
"Sure enough, the name is well-deserved. Prince Ming really has many methods!"
There was no look of disappointment on the old man's face, but instead he let out a long sigh.
"What a pity. If you are willing to accept the invitation, with our help, your future achievements will be limitless."
"I accept."
Before the old man finished speaking, he said directly before paying.
"……you accept?"
This unexpected statement almost made the old man unable to maintain his airy attitude.
"yes."
Fu Qian's tone sounded extremely sincere.
"You and Danetta are in the same group, right? I went back yesterday and thought about it carefully. Although he was interrupted mid-sentence, it still makes sense, so I'm ready to accept the invitation."
"Prince Ming is joking, how can a person as talented and arrogant as you appreciate our little inspiration?"
While the old man was being tortured, a more familiar voice sounded.
Fu Qian raised his eyes and saw that it was Danetta who had escaped by feigning death.
This man was standing on the top of a building nearby, holding a hand crossbow that glowed with the morning light, and was already aiming at himself.
And he's not the only one.
Near the Dana Tower, and even in front of and around the front, nearly twenty mid-level extraordinary beings were sitting or standing, surrounding the area.
Not only that, everyone is the same as the old man in front of them, with an indescribable holiness and purity in their bodies, which is in sharp contrast to themselves.
They're all here!
With a quick glance, Fu Qian knew that all the contestants from yesterday's underground gathering were here.
As expected, Brother Danetta is just one of them.
But just because he didn't show up at the trade fair...
Worried about being recognized?
"Are you a little surprised to see me again?"
While thinking, Danetta smiled proudly.
"A little bit."
Talking to Fu Qian is tantamount to asking for death, and the next moment he snorted coldly.
"The defeated general who couldn't even defeat him in a sneak attack actually had the nerve to appear in front of the Sa family again. His thickness of skin is really surprising."
"Don't talk nonsense to him. The night watchman may find out at any time."
Danetta's face seemed a little uneasy under the sharp comment before paying, and at this time, there were already people in the crowd urging her.
"I know."
Gritting her teeth slightly, Danetta looked at Fu Qian who was following the sound and smiled coldly.
"After listening to what you just said, is Prince Ming planning to try to delay time? Believe me, that makes no sense."
He pointed around.
"Do you smell something strange? Don't worry, it's just that you are slowly decaying."
"This is a realm of skinning under the blessing of many wills. Everyone who enters it can look directly at their own filth. It is not easy to get out."
Skinning realm?
Then everyone else is a stinker, and you guys are just like the saints?
It would be more appropriate to call it the realm of directional microdermabrasion.
Complaints are complaints, but Danetta didn't lie. The strength of this weird realm is indeed pretty good, and it even has a bit of a divine flavor.
As for decay, although I can feel that there are indeed negative concepts eroding my state, at this rate, Fu Qian said that he can still be rotten for a year and a half.
"Of course your move just now was very interesting, but unfortunately, what follows is not a fair one-on-one duel."
He didn't say anything before paying, and Danetta became more confident for a moment.
"Sorry, although I am very optimistic about you, Prince Ming, now is really not the right time. I can only say that I am very sorry."
At this time, the old man who was the first to take action also said in a calm tone.
Not the right time? This wording is a bit weird.
Fu Qian nodded slightly and looked at the group of people surrounding him.
"You all come together, the Sa family has nothing to fear."
I really don’t know whether to live or die...
His arrogance undoubtedly stimulated the emotions of the boss group, and a black light burst out immediately.
Under the leadership of Danetta, the group of people each used their own unique skills to slay demons.
It's a pity that all of these, including another punch from the old man, fell into the air again.
In the face of the blood conquest, it is really difficult to hit the target without being locked in at the same level as Xiu Meng.
And as the figure disappeared again, the next moment he appeared at Danetta's side without any warning, and put his hand on the opponent's head.
However, unexpectedly, as a dying person, Danetta showed no fear on his face and even fired the crossbow again.
A black arrow that had not yet fully formed exploded between him and Fu Qian. At the same time, there were many other attacks covering it. The group of people did not seem to consider Danetta's life or death at all.
Fu Qian was naturally not polite. As his five fingers tightened like iron pliers, and with the pleasant sound of skull cracking, his figure disappeared again.
Of course, he was still somewhat tainted with aggression, so when he appeared again, the special windbreaker he was wearing was already riddled with holes.
"I knew you would come."
Opposite her was Danetta, who had bloodstains on her face but her head was intact.
"You know nothing about true power."
Finally some interesting work.
Fu Qian also watched this scene with great satisfaction.
It's just a skin grinding situation plus a righteous beating, but I'm really sorry for my previous arrangements and performances.
There was no doubt that he had crushed Danetta's head just now, but this person returned to normal in the blink of an eye. It was indeed miraculous!
As for how to do it?
Before paying, he looked in another direction and saw an older lady.
If there is no mistake, this should be the person who sold Jiang En Teeth Throat.
At this moment, the face of the Tooth Throat layman was also covered with fine blood marks, as if his head had been broken and glued back together.
Further away, she is not even the only one, she is just the most serious.
Damage transfer? Soul chain?
The relationship between this group of people is really not that close.
This chapter has been completed!