"What's the use of him going up now... Mr. Gui has already mastered the Three-Yuan Fire Body, and now his strength is very close even if he is not the God of War."
"This is one of the most powerful figures in our royal family. Even the old man does not dare to look down upon him."
"Even if he is the number one God of War in China, when he retires, he probably will not reach the level of a God of War."
"What's more, it's not certain whether he is the number one God of War in China. What if he is a fake!"
Hulan Mingrui said sarcastically, feeling extremely unconvinced.
He had always suspected that Song Yiming was not the number one war god in China at all.
After all, Song Yiming is about the same age as himself. No matter how powerful he is, he cannot defeat time.
It was a few years ago that China's number one God of War retired.
Therefore, in other words, Song Yiming was the number one god of war in China when he was in his twenties. This is impossible no matter how you think about it.
However, he still underestimated the Tianwu bloodline, which was once a magical bloodline in the ancient Loulan clan and was as magical as the Han clan bloodline.
One is for conquest and the other is for protection.
This is the principle of mutual growth and mutual restraint, and it is also the reason why the Han clan can continue.
It's just a pity that the probability of inheriting the two purest bloodline genes is too low.
"Then you underestimate your cousin too much."
"He has been able to make strange beasts surrender to him before! You should know this..."
"Forget it, it's useless to tell you. Anyway, I believe my cousin will be fine."
Hulan Xinyue is now considered to be Song Yiming's little fan girl, so naturally she is a brainless supporter.
Especially with such a mysterious identity as the First God of War, he is also the idol in the hearts of all Chinese people, an unprecedented heroic figure.
"Forget it, it seems that other Qimai are already wary of Mr. Gui. If I don't take action, I'm afraid they won't take action either."
"It seems that we still need to throw some bricks and mortar..."
Song Yiming expected that other Qimai wanted to retain their strength and wanted to wait for him to take action.
Now it is said that grandpa, that old fox, wanted to make him the successor of Zhenghuang Banner, and even he, the first warrior of the royal family, did not take action, which shows the importance of Song Yiming.
If he didn't fight Gui Lao, it would be impossible for these flag veins to reveal their fox tails.
Moreover, being able to fight against an old God of War like Mr. Gui is a worthwhile trip!
So, he stood up with his hands behind his back and walked slowly towards the incense burner in full view of everyone.
Although his pace was very slow, with every step he took, everyone present suddenly felt a buzzing and trembling feeling in their hearts.
Especially the temperament on his body, most of which came from the baptism of the battlefield, with an unprecedented sense of killing.
And when Gui Lao looked at Song Yiming's somewhat cloudy pupils, he began to shrink rapidly.
Perhaps everyone present did not realize at this moment why Song Yiming had such a reaction just by walking a few steps.
But Turtle Lao understands very well that this is the fighting intention of the God of War.
Moreover, it is definitely an extraordinary fighting spirit!
That is the fighting spirit condensed into the dragon soul, the fighting spirit that will never be defeated.
"It seems that the rumors are true. He may really be..."
"Then it is true that the waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead, and I have to accept my old age."
Turtle Lao also became a little excited.
After all, he was once a soldier, and he also emerged from the hardships of the battlefield.
But he understands those people better, those selfless people who sacrifice their lives to protect the people.
Although the number one god of war in China can be considered his descendant.
But as the saying goes, heroes cherish heroes. If this person can become the number one god of war in China, it must be worthy of making anyone’s heart ache.
Respect, even for him, an old-timer.
Soon, Song Yiming came to the incense burner. He raised his head and glanced at the dragon-shaped giant incense that was several meters high, and actually felt a little emotional in his heart.
Although this ancient royal family has been destroyed for hundreds of years, it can still maintain this tradition until now.
No wonder the eight lines of the royal family can still continue to this day.
Not everyone has this kind of persistence and belief.
Therefore, there must be a reason why the Hulan family became the royal family they once were.
This is why the ancient Loulan clan has been passed down for thousands of years, and even now, there are still many persistent people. ??
Including his own father, even if Emperor Bai died for so many years, there are still countless loyal people.
Like themselves, they are always pursuing the regret in their hearts and want to avenge the White Emperor.
At this moment, Song Yiming was extremely emotional.
"I don't know whether I should call you Old Turtle, or God of War..."
Song Yiming said straight to the point.
There was also some respect in his tone.
"Haha, you can call him whatever you want, but there is one thing I have to confirm with you... are you really Song Jinglong, the number one war god in China?"
"I'll keep this a secret for you, but I have to know."
Turtle Lao also asked very straightforwardly.
"Is there any difference?"
Song Yiming smiled and asked.
"If you are Song Jinglong, the number one war god in China, then I will do my best in the next battle..."
"But if you are not, then I will save some energy to continue the next battle..."
"I'm not taking advantage, but doing it for respect."
Turtle Lao simply stated his thoughts.
"Then I'm afraid that Mr. Gui won't have a chance to fight again. People are old, but their hearts are not."
"I know Mr. Gui has always cared about the world."
Song Yiming seemed to be answering but not answering.
There was an uproar all around.
After all, Song Yiming's words were clearly provoking Mr. Gui.
But does that last sentence give yourself a step down?
Although Gui Lao has fought three games in a row, with Gui Lao's strength, as long as his opponent is not strong enough, he still cannot stop his winning streak.
After all, the three-dimensional fire body coupled with the flowing fire sky blade is enough to make Mr. Turtle stand out from the rest.
"Young people have ambitions, but they must also keep their word."
"Take my blow first!"
Turtle Lao laughed, and suddenly the aura on his body became sharp.
His heart was full of pride.
And this pride comes from Song Yiming, from Song Yiming, and from that look.
The next moment, the Flowing Fire Heavenly Blade in his hand also slashed out wildly.
The flames of the blade seemed to split the heaven and earth apart!
Obviously, the power of this blow is enough to put any god of war beyond his reach.
Song Yiming saw the Flowing Fire Sky Blade coming, but he still stood still.
In the blink of an eye, the Heavenly Blade of Flowing Fire had already enveloped his head.
But he still didn't move.
Everyone in the Eight Meridians also looked at each other, wondering whether Song Yiming was frightened by Gui Lao's aura and suddenly became stupid.
Even Gui Lao's eyes flashed with doubt.
But he didn't stop at all. After all, this was about the Eight Meridians capturing the flag, and he couldn't hold back.
Unless the other party told him at the last moment that he was Song Jinglong.
But it’s impossible that Song Jinglong can’t even block such a move!
But the Flowing Fire Sky Blade was less than a few centimeters away from Song Yiming.
The Flowing Fire Heavenly Blade suddenly stopped.
This chapter has been completed!