Fang Ke's anger finally burst out, and he suddenly flew up and kicked Aoao Feixiang with anger. With a "bang" sound, he directly kicked Aoao Feixiang into the sky, and then fell hard on the ring.
In addition, the Howling Moon Wolf War Armor he was wearing was almost shattered to pieces by this kick!
Zitong quickly flew to Aoao Feixiang's side. She was worried that Fang Ke would act too aggressively in anger, so she hurriedly protected Aoao Feixiang and said urgently: "Fang Ke, don't beat him to death."
Fang Ke kicked Aoao Feixiang out of the ring. At this moment, most of his anger was gone. Hearing Zitong say this, he said lightly: "Don't worry, I have a sense of discretion. I can't kill him with this kick."
Zi Tong took a look at Ao Ao Fei and saw that although his helmet was somewhat damaged, his life was not seriously injured. Then he breathed a sigh of relief and felt relieved.
Aoao Feixiang's eyes were frightened and angry, and his whole body was trembling violently. He seemed unable to believe that with his own strength, he was useless in front of Fang Ke!
There is not even any room for resistance! How could this person, who usually seems carefree and can't even attract his own attention, have such strong strength!
Aoao Feixiang couldn't believe it, and even more unwilling to believe it, but he had to believe it.
At this time, Zitong finally exhaled, walked slowly into the ring, and announced: "Okay, although everyone fought a little too aggressively, fortunately, none of them suffered too much damage. I announce that the second round of assessment will be held.
The competition ends now, and the winner is Fang Ke!"
Qing'er happily ran to Fang Ke and said excitedly: "Brother Fang Ke, you have won the championship!"
Fang Ke smiled slightly and joked casually: "Didn't you expect that I would win the championship?"
In fact, Fang Ke didn't care much about whether he won the championship or not. He was relieved that Youyou didn't suffer any injuries.
Youyou blinked her big eyes and said with a smile: "I also thought that you might win the championship, but I didn't expect that you and Uncle Shenlong became good friends and you became so strong all of a sudden."
Fang Ke laughed and turned to look at Guo Jing and others.
At this moment, Guo Jing, under the care of Xi Baibai and Aoi Meimei, has woken up and seems to have recovered a lot. At this time, he is nodding to Fang Ke to encourage him. This kind and naive Guo Jing, although he was the most seriously injured, has a big heart.
The most broad, now that I can win the championship, I am naturally happy for him.
Xi Baibai also held his fists in his hands to congratulate Fang Ke and said, "Congratulations to Brother Fang for winning the championship. Please don't stun me again in the future."
Aoi Mimi was naturally convinced, but she didn't say anything. Instead, she turned to look at Qing'er Yuyou, and asked her with concern if she was injured. Among these people, Aoi Mimi was the one who cared about Yuyou the most, besides Fang Ke.
one.
At this moment, Zitong continued to say: "Okay, then according to the rules agreed before, the person who wins this competition will become the new leader among us. From now on, everyone must be under his leadership.
Keep fighting."
"And I will also give him a top-quality Immortal War Saint Cloth as a reward for winning."
After Zitong finished speaking, she took out an extremely delicate microscopic form of the Immortal War Holy Clothes from her arms and held it in her hands. She stared at the feather-shaped war armor, her eyes gradually became a little moist, and she murmured in her heart.
: "Empress, I have kept your battle suit for a long time. This time, I will finally pass it on to the new generation of war immortal leaders in accordance with your will. Zitong has lived up to your wishes, and Zitong will definitely return it."
We will do our best to help you fulfill your wishes.”
She handed the Microscopic Immortal War Holy Clothes into Fang Ke's hands. As soon as Fang Ke got the helmet, his whole body couldn't help but trembled. At this moment, it seemed that his entire soul was being absorbed by this Immortal War Holy Clothes.
go!
What a strong deterrent!
How can this helmet have such a powerful intimidating effect? Could it be that its microscopic form alone can give people such a powerful intimidating effect?
Fang Ke looked intently with his soul eyes and couldn't help but be shocked. The Immortal War Holy Clothes Zitong gave him turned out to be a green light holy war armor of the level of the King of War!
No wonder just its microscopic form can make Fang Ke feel his heart tremble, and even his soul seems to be sucked in by it. This is a sacred war helmet! And it is at the level of the King of War!
With such a level and rank, it is no wonder that Fang, who is only a seventh-level warrior, feels uneasy. The fluctuations of spiritual energy emitted from the microscopic battle helmet alone are no longer something Fang can bear.
But what's the use of Zitong giving herself such a reward? I'm still far away from the level of Battle King, and now I can't wear this battle armor at all. Isn't this making people greedy?
What?
Looking at the confusion in Fang Ke's eyes, Zitong said: "Fang Ke, this Immortal War Holy Clothes was once the armor of a very holy and noble person in our Immortal World of War. She entrusted her armor to her when she was dying.
I hope that I can find a talent who has the ability to lead everyone to revitalize our world of war immortals, and give him the war helmet."
"Fang Ke, to be honest, I didn't expect you to become this person, but today you successfully conquered everyone with your performance. I believe in you, and I also look forward to you being able to lead everyone and continue to fight.
I believe that one day, you will lead everyone to re-establish our new War Immortal Dynasty!"
When Zitong said this, her clear and pure eyes revealed an extremely excited look, full of infinite expectations and trust.
Fang Ke stared into her eyes. It was really hard for him to understand that such a woman who had been pursuing her dream for three hundred years in a different world could still be so pure and full of yearning in her eyes at this moment.
Although Zitong has reached the level of a warrior, she is only a woman after all. At this moment, she can deeply realize that the Immortal War Saint Cloth in her hand is like a heavy burden, weighing down on her.
On the shoulders of this simple woman in front of her, Zitong has really endured too much over the years.
Fang Ke sighed secretly. At this moment, Fang Ke's heart was extremely complicated.
Fang Ke understood in his heart that the Immortal War Saint Cloth in his hand was actually the inheritance of a dream and a hundred-year expectation. Perhaps after countless ups and downs of hard work, he would finally be able to wear this sacred war armor at the level of the King of War.
body, but its real meaning is not here.
Its true meaning is actually a responsibility, an expectation, a heavy commitment, and an eternal persistence!
This cannot be something that a simple woman like Zitong can do. What it requires is a truly courageous man’s full dedication!
Fang Ke knew very well in his heart what he would face in the future from the moment he took over this Immortal War Saint Cloth. But at this moment, looking at Zitong's expectant expression, looking at Yuyou and others
With eyes filled with immense trust, if you can’t do this yourself, who else can bear it?
When everyone is full of expectations for you, how can you escape?
Therefore, Fang Ke's heart at this time is extremely complicated. It's not that he doesn't have the confidence to bear all this. He's not full of pessimism about the future. He just doesn't want his life to be too complicated. He just wants to go more relaxedly.
Facing the future, but sometimes fate plays tricks on people. The less you want something, it just forces you to face it.
Only you can truly bear this matter.
Fang Ke silently took the Immortal War Saint Cloth and put it into the storage box between his chest. Looking at Zitong's happy smile and the happy eyes of Youyou and others, Fang Ke suddenly felt that, in fact, for his friends
With our trust and expectation, no matter how much effort you need to put in, it will be worth it.
Fang Ke looked at Zitong and finally sighed, then suddenly there was a playful look in his eyes. He squinted and asked softly: "This treasure you gave me should be quite valuable, right? Guess how much it can sell for."