Brahma Luo slapped her thigh and laughed and said: "Xingchen, don't brag. His Royal Highness has five-core weapons. Although you have Warcraft and four-core weapons, they are actually about the same. Your Highness, are you still competing?"
Huang Yurui frowned and thought for a moment, then looked at Mo Xingchen's arrogant look and said, "Is your weapon a quad-core?" He didn't want to be fooled again.
The silver light flashed in Mo Xingchen's hand, and the sickle of life and death appeared in front of everyone. Qi Juan was so frightened that he screamed. There seemed to be black light flowing on the sickle, and it was larger than his whole body. It looked really scary, as if it was hooked out with a knife. , can harvest people’s lives.
"What a weapon!" Huang Yurui narrowed his eyes and praised.
"It's worse than yours." Mo Xingchen admitted generously. Although his Life and Death Scythe was indeed good, it only had four cores embedded in it, so it was naturally not as powerful as Huang Yurui's Fang Tian Hua Ji.
Huang Yurui grinned and said, "What level is the Warcraft?"
"You must be careful!" Mo Xingchen also smiled, and with a flash of green light, a huge green dragon double-winged tiger appeared in the open space below the second floor, raising its big head to look at the owner above.
"Flying monsters! Brother Emperor, it's better not to compete. Even if you are stronger than him, you can't win if he runs away as soon as he flies. It's not fair!" the Ninth Prince said quickly.
Huang Yurui frowned, he also knew this problem, but Brahma Tianluo said: "Xingchen, put away the monsters and weapons first."
Mo Xingchen was stunned for a moment, not knowing what it meant, but he still put it away.
Brahma Tianluo looked at Huang Yurui and said: "If you two use all your strength, I guess it's just half a pound, and no one can win. So, the best way to fight is that neither of you can use fighting spirit or spiritual power, just How about being able to fight hand to hand?"
"What!" the two men said in unison in surprise.
"Men fight hand-to-hand. They have equal strength, so the fight looks good! We have seen many practitioners fighting in the ring, and it is really rare to see real fists and kicks. You just treat it as a physical exercise! You punch me, and I fight for real. It’s so enjoyable to be on each other’s bodies!” Brahma Tianluo encouraged, but in her heart she wanted to have two handsome guys fighting in hand-to-hand combat, it must be very eye-catching, hehe.
"This is a good idea, Brother Emperor, you can beat him!" The Ninth Prince immediately agreed, mainly because Huang Yurui was one year older than Mo Xingchen and slightly taller.
"I have no objection!" Mo Xingchen raised an evil smile on his lips, and he wanted to punch Huang Yurui's handsome face.
"So confident? Have you practiced?" Huang Yurui was a little scared by Brahma Tianluo.
Mo Xingchen raised his eyebrows and said: "Everyone knows that King Wu is physically stronger than King Ling, but I often practiced in the woods when I was a child, and I have some combat experience, so I am not afraid of you! Do you want to play?"
Huang Yurui knew that a arrogant and arrogant person like Mo Xingchen didn't even bother to lie, so he could definitely fight with him. He nodded and said, "Okay! Let's have a rogue fight!"
"Yeah, let's start gambling!" Brahma Tianluo clapped excitedly, and then said to Mo Xingchen, "Xingchen, I can help you support the scene, but don't let me lose money!"
Mo Xingchen looked at her with contempt. She didn't get the money from Jiang Hongying. That woman was the proprietress of Fengyun Tower. There were nearly five million gold coins in the ring. To her, one hundred thousand was just a drop in the bucket.
Huang Yurui's confidence increased greatly after hearing what Brahma Tianluo said. He originally thought that he would be tricked again, but now it seems that Brahma Tianluo should be fair. Why not get the situation back this time?