Mo Linhua chuckled, as long as you are happy, it doesn't matter if you call him Pumpkin Head.
But they have already called for formation, why don’t you respond?
Ge Ling looked at Yang Haoran and looked up at the sky.
This guy is pretty reliable. Since he says he can't beat him, he shouldn't humiliate himself.
Just call the formation, just like hearing a dog barking.
Face doesn't matter, life is the most precious.
Linxia Jisaburo was stunned again. He was once again left in the cold!
He knew that Kameda Xiaozai was so powerful that he could be killed, and the person who killed him must be a master among Chinese practitioners.
Aren’t Chinese practitioners the most concerned about face? Why did a special situation arise?
A Nigerian soldier had already arrived at Linxia Zhisaburo's side and pointed towards Ge Ling opposite.
"Lord Linxia, it was the woman who killed Lord Kameda Kobasa."
Linxia Zhisaburo raised his eyes and looked over, and immediately frowned.
No wonder the other party has no face, it turns out to be a woman.
At the same time, he secretly cursed Kameda Kobasa for being such a waste and being killed by a woman. It was really embarrassing.
Next to Ge Ling was Yang Haoran. Linxia Zhisaburo had been introduced to him a long time ago and knew that he was the new special envoy of the king.
The previous destruction of the Nigerian warrior corps was entirely due to him.
So, Linxia Zhisaburo raised his eyes and pointed at Yang Haoran.
"Hey, I heard you accepted the challenge.
Since you dare to take it, why don't you dare to fight?
If you are a man, stand up now."
Yang Haoran chuckled and looked at Linxia Jisaburo as if he were a fool.
Glancing to the side again, Ling Tianmiao looked like an old god was present.
"Uncle Ling, that guy is so arrogant, it must make you very unhappy.
I see that you have tolerated him for a long time, so why not teach him a lesson?"
Ling Tianmiao curled his lips and looked at Yang Haoran sideways.
It's really unkind to think of him when doing such hard work.
But who told me that I had sworn an oath to respect Yang Haoran as my master for the rest of my life? Just bear with it!
So he stepped out of the crowd.
Then I heard Yang Haoran say quietly: "Uncle Ling, have you seen the crowd watching the battle around?
It's obvious that these guys from Nigeria have no good intentions and are here to see the fun.
We are all fastidious people with martial ethics, so we must satisfy these people’s wishes and not ruin their fun.”
Ling Tianmiao turned his head, slightly surprised.
"What do you mean?"
"Haha!" Yang Haoran laughed.
"What I mean is that you don't want to kill him all at once. It's better to make the process more exciting and more interesting.
Aren’t the Nigerians in high spirits? Just perform for them a little longer.
Just think of it as a good deed and helping others is the basis of happiness!"
The corners of Ling Tianmiao's mouth twitched, with a look of contempt on his face.
To put it so nicely, Yang Haoran has the darkest heart.
When you talk about helping others, bah, isn’t that just killing people and killing people?
What good show can there be?
Why don't you let yourself torture that unlucky guy for a while longer and break the hearts of the Nigerian people?
"Haha, don't worry, I'm very good at this."
Yang Haoran nodded and smiled: "Uncle Ling is the most reassuring in his work. Let's wait and see."
Ling Tianmiao walked towards the open space between the confrontation between the two countries with steps that did not recognize him, instantly attracting the attention of everyone around him.
Linxia Jisaburo narrowed his eyes with a hateful expression on his face.
In his opinion, his opponent should be Yang Haoran.
Now allowing this bald man to fight is clearly a sign of contempt for him.
He was holding a breath in his heart, ready to release it all on this bald man.
He wants to kill Ling Tianmiao instantly with his strongest blow and let these Chinese people know how powerful he is!
In the distance, a young male host was giving an excited report, spitting.
“Everyone, viewers, look up!
Is this the person sent by Hua to be Mr. Linxia’s opponent?
He looks like an old man, right?
Not only is he old, but looking at his shiny bald head, there is no trace of hair growth at all.
It is clearly a sign of malnutrition and poor physical condition.
Is there really no talent in China?
This is simply a joke for us.
Sure enough, Nigeria is the future of the world and is full of vitality.
The country of China is like the sun that is about to set and is about to enter eternal night!"
Ling Tianmiao is a practitioner at the eleventh level of the Qi Refining Stage, and his ear tone is so good that even mosquitoes flying around can accurately catch the changes in the sound.
The host's noisy voice naturally and clearly reached his ears.
Suddenly a black line appeared on his head.
"Little thing, you talk nonsense! You are so malnourished and in poor health!
I greet the tenth generation of your ancestors and leave you!"
Ling Tianmiao flicked his finger, and a small black dot, barely visible to the naked eye, flew towards the host.
The host was talking enthusiastically when the black dot suddenly fell on his mouth.
Then the gurgling suddenly rolled down the throat and into the stomach.
"Ah! What is it?"
The host felt nauseated and it was too late to vomit.
He immediately looked furious and pointed at Ling Tianmiao, ready to curse.
Suddenly, I felt like my lower abdomen was churning, and there was a stream of gas that was expanding and moving rapidly.
The severe pain caused the host to break out in a sweat, and he felt like he was about to become incontinent.
Then there was a popping sound, and a stream of yellow and white stuff spurted out from the host's body.
Suddenly a foul smell spread out.
Everyone around him immediately covered their noses and ran away, looking disgusted.
This is a live broadcast, and the cameraman has already forgotten to turn the camera.
This unsightly scene was synchronized to all screens in Nigeria.
The people in front of the screen were all stunned, and then they started to curse.
Ling Tianmiao smiled proudly, this was just a small episode, the real feast was yet to come.
Linxia Jisaburo had a straight face and didn't even bother to take action too early.
To deal with a guy with a bad image like Ling Tianmiao, it would be unseemly to take action too early.
It wasn't until Ling Tianmiao walked to the open space and stood firm that Linxia Zhisaburo smiled coldly.
"Hua's martial arts is indeed weak, and there is not even a decent person to be found.
It is a shame for China to let a guy like you be my opponent."
Ling Tianmiao sneered and was not moved at all.
As an old man who has lived for more than a hundred years, what kind of scenes has he not experienced?
No matter how unpleasant the other person's words are, they can't affect his mood.
"Boy, what are you talking about?
Don’t you know the principle of diplomatic reciprocity?
It doesn't take any serious people to deal with rubbish like you.
Old man, I am the most incompetent among Chinese practitioners. I think you are not qualified to be your opponent.
It’s just a matter of reluctance, come on, come on, let me bite my teeth hard at the old man!”