What is the use of ancestral artifacts?
The cauldron in Fat Dragon's hand is a royal weapon!
When there is not much difference in strength, if the ancestral weapon is in front of the king's weapon, then it is just a scumbag that will explode as soon as it is smashed!
Then he might as well use palm combat skills, which would be much better than taking out the ancestral weapon.
boom!
He Shen slapped his palm on the cauldron, and the cauldron immediately made a palm print. The sound of the slap shocked everyone.
However, even though his palm strength was exhausted, he still couldn't stop the ferocious smashing force of the big pot.
Bang!
The power of the pot shattered He Shen's body-protecting essence and shattered his entire arm into pieces.
"I think……"
He Shen was shocked and frightened, knowing that he could not defeat Fei Long, and was about to admit defeat, but before he could say the word of defeat, Fei Long interrupted him rudely, "Admit your sister, and eat my pot again!"
"I don't recognize your sister, I recognize..."
Heshen panicked and was about to say something, but Feilong didn't give him a chance. Another big pot had already hit him.
The cauldron was everywhere, smashing down layers of space, shattering voids, causing the earth to vibrate violently, and dust filling the sky.
The pot power machine locked onto He Shen, whose fighting strength was greatly reduced due to a broken arm!
"Lock me!"
Heshen was shocked and in desperation, he had to use his last arm to block.
Bang!
The cauldron fell, and He Shen couldn't hold it, and his last arm exploded on the spot.
However, after one pot was smashed, another pot came again. The fat dragon was so happy that he couldn't stop at all.
"Fuck, you want to kill me!"
Heshen's face changed drastically, his arms were destroyed, and he had no power to resist, so he turned around and ran away.
At this moment, he finally knew why Fei Long interrupted him. It was because he didn't give him a chance to admit defeat and wanted his life.
"Can you run?"
Fei Long shouted loudly, speeding up the cauldron's attack speed, and struck He Shen in the back like lightning.
Pot strength machine, lock and apply again!
"No!"
He Shen was horrified and let out the most desperate cry.
"Don't smash it, admit defeat with Shen!"
Under the ring, Feng Zha, the leader of Yanluo Sect, was also anxious and shouted quickly.
However, the referee hesitated and did not immediately stop Feilong.
As a result, because of the referee's hesitation, Heshen fell into a desperate situation.
boom!
Fei Long's cauldron has already fallen, hitting He Shen, leaving He Shen covered in blood.
At that moment, He Shen's entire body was smashed into a trail of blood, which was scattered inside and outside the ring.
"According to the rules of the competition, my disciple and Shen have already admitted defeat. The referee should stop that fat boy from killing someone!"
Seeing that He Shen had completely lost, Feng Zha couldn't help but feel angry and asked the referee.
"According to the rules of the competition, the person who admits defeat must be a participant in the competition, not an unrelated person outside the competition!"
The referee responded coldly, not giving Feng Zha any face.
"Well……"
Feng Zha was choked and almost vomited blood at the referee's words.
According to the rules of the competition, it's still the same thing, but it also depends on the person.
Because that rule is not dead, but alive!
If someone from Cang Prince's Palace calls for a stop, the referee is guaranteed to respond immediately, but he is not from Cang Prince's Palace, but from Yanluo Sect.
However, the referee was someone sent by Prince Cang's Mansion. It was so unfair!
"Damn it, fat boy, I remember you. When I reshape my body, I will take revenge!"
A soul escaped and flew high into the sky, cursing.
"When you reshape your physical body and build your golden body back, I don't know what happened in the year of the monkey. By that time, I will have become a true king. You can just repay me!"
Fei Long laughed so loudly that the soul couldn't control his emotions and almost blew himself up.
"Tianhuang Academy wins!"
The referee announced the result of the game and the game was finally over.
"Damn it, two of the five people in the finals were destroyed, leaving only three people from Tianhuang Academy. There's no need to fight next, right?"
"We must fight, otherwise how can we determine the top three rankings?"
"Tianhuang Academy is awesome, taking the top three places!"
"If I had known that Tianhuang Academy was so powerful, I would have gone to Tianhuang Academy. Maybe I could have been in the top three?"
"You can go now, too. Tianhuang Academy is so crowded that everyone wants it."
"If Tianhuang Academy has the resources, I can consider switching forces, but it's a pity that there is nothing like Ding Ding Dang Dang, how can I just remove the wool?"
At that moment, there were countless applause, cheers for Fat Dragon, and various discussions.
However, there was a group of people who neither applauded nor cheered, and could not even speak.
That group of people were the leaders of various forces who had a bet with Lu Chen!
They all looked at each other, their faces dark and depressed.
The three people from Tianhuang Academy made it to the top three and were sure to win the championship. They had already lost completely and each of them had to pay Lu Chen 50 million blue-patterned spiritual stones!
For small forces like them, this is a huge amount of resources!
Once it is taken out, it is equivalent to emptying out everything, which is difficult for them to bear.
Just when they didn't know what to do, a hearty laughter came from their ears: "Boss, do you want to default on the debt?"
They turned around and saw that Lu Chen had appeared at some point, followed by Zuo Xue.
"Debt?"
"Who wants to default?"
"My dean took seventy-two kilograms of meat as a bet. If anyone dares to default on his account, I will dare to complain to King Cang!"
Zuo Xue glanced at the group of guys and threatened them fiercely.
Now Zuo Xue is in a good mood. He no longer needs to cut his flesh, and there are still three disciples taking the top three spots. This is an unprecedented good thing!
However, if these guys want to default on their debt after losing, he will never agree!
One force wants to pay 50 million blue-patterned spiritual stones!
Seventy-two forces, how many 50 million blue-patterned spiritual stones must there be!
Tianhuang Academy has received such a large sum of money, so it will not have to worry about future resources, and there is hope for the development of the academy!
"I, the Yanluo Sect, will never default on my debt!"
Feng Zha was the first to respond, but his voice was weak and he was in a bad mood.
He Shen, the most promising disciple of His Holiness in his sect, had his body destroyed, which made him feel heartbroken.
He Shen is a bit older, and it would be a big trouble to reshape his body now.
I don’t know how long it will take to cultivate my golden body back. There is a high probability that I will miss the golden time of cultivation, and He Shen’s martial arts future will be completely ruined.
As for the lost bet, it must be paid. You cannot default on it. You cannot let Zuo Xue report it to King Cang, otherwise he will lose all face.
Does it mean that King Cang must give an order personally asking them to pay off their gambling debts?
Moreover, although his Yanluo Sect is not a big force, it is not small either. It is barely a medium-sized force, and its resources are much richer than those of the small forces. Of course, it can produce 50 million blue-patterned spiritual stones. At worst, the disciples of the sect
It's just a hard time.
"Admit defeat, it's my fault!"
Feng Zha opened a space ring, took out 50 million blue-grained spiritual stones, and gave it to Lu Chen directly.
This chapter has been completed!