Up and down the ring, everyone looked at Lin Huang, who was dressed in silver armor and shining brightly in the sun. They were all a little stunned, and then they looked sad and angry, and cursed Lin Huang for being shameless.
The Iron Silver Clothes of the Divine General’s Mansion!
This armor was the dream of all the generals and warriors in the Great Xia Dynasty. Its craftsmanship was unparalleled in the surrounding ten dynasties, and its cost was in the millions.
It takes at least three years to make each piece of iron silver clothing!
In the Daxia Dynasty, there were only seven sets in total.
The Iron Silver Armor is strong enough to withstand any attack from the Human Realm. Even if a warrior from the Earth Realm takes action, he cannot pierce through this armor in the first place.
"This Lin Huang... is so shameless!"
Everyone looked at Lin Huang, helpless and angry.
Both Han Shan and Qi Lie had gloomy faces, but they had forgotten Lin Huang's origin... Five of the seven sets of iron silver clothes in the Great Xia Dynasty were in the hands of the generals under the command of the Divine General Mansion.
This arena is full of warriors from the Human Yuan Realm, and your entire iron silver clothing has simply become an iron knot that cannot be broken or pierced...
Can it be shameless?
On the stage, Lin Huang wore a silver mask and looked at the people in front of him. He couldn't help but smile, since Qin Xuance could guess the method of the third round of screening.
Why don't you prepare yourself?
Since you say I am shameless, then I will be even more shameless...
Afterwards, Lin Huang cleared his throat and said:
"Ming Ao, the son of the Lord of Baiyun City!"
"Lu Wuji, the second son of the Lu clan in Beicang County!"
"He Mingfeng, the son of a commoner of the He family in Nanyu City!"
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On the ring, Lin Huang told everyone's identity, name, and origin, "Do you think that by joining forces to kill me, Lin Huang, our Divine General Mansion will not be able to take revenge?"
"As everyone knows, every one of you and every family has detailed records in my Divine General's Mansion. If you want to kill me, Lin Huang, you must first have a strong backer."
Everyone on the stage was in shock and confusion...
They thought they had joined forces to kill Lin Huang, and the Shenjiang Mansion was extremely capable, so they did not dare to be enemies with everyone. However, they did not expect that the Shenjiang Mansion would investigate everyone and the families behind them in just a few days.
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Until now, everyone's thoughts of killing Lin Huang had faded away.
The iron silver clothes on Lin Huang's body.
The power of the God General's Mansion.
The ten tokens controlled by Lin Huang.
The combination of these three forces forced them to give up on killing Lin Huang.
Behind the arena, Han Shan and Qi Lie looked gloomy. They had let all the tokens fly towards Lin Huang just so that everyone could join forces to kill them.
But I never thought it would be this result.
Seeing the change in Lin Huang's expression, Lin Huang was secretly tense and breathed a sigh of relief. Then he looked at everyone and smiled leisurely, "It's easy to ask me to hand over the token in my hand. I only have one request!"
Hearing this, everyone looked happy and looked at Lin Huang with their round eyes.
However, Ming Ao's expression changed. He felt the look in Lin Huang's eyes, which was piercingly cold in his teasing. Although there was a smile on his lips, it made him feel cold all over.
"Kill Ming Ao!"
Lin Huang smiled leisurely, letting out murderous intent on his thin lips.
Ming Ao's expression changed drastically, and he instantly felt the chill coming from the people behind him. He stared at everyone with his red eyes and gritted his teeth and said, "If you are not afraid of death, just take action."
"Although I don't have iron silver clothes, I can guarantee that the first one of you to rush forward will definitely die!"
Ming Ao threatened ferociously.
Everyone began to hesitate again. Lin Huang was a ruthless man with iron silver clothes and a divine general's palace, but Ming Ao was not a softie who was easily bullied.
When it comes to martial arts, he is undoubtedly the number one among all people.
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"I promise in the name of the young master of the Shenjiang Mansion that anyone who kills Ming Ao will be rewarded with one hundred thousand gold, and the Shenjiang Mansion's martial arts can be viewed at will; participants will be rewarded with ten thousand taels of gold, and can borrow ten martial arts books from the Shenjiang Mansion."
When everyone heard this, their eyes lit up again!
Not everyone among the warriors here can enter the four major sects. Even if they do, the one hundred thousand gold is tempting enough. If they don't, then what Lin Huang promises is wealth and wealth.
Besides, leaving Ming Ao in the ring is also a huge threat.
In this case, how about killing Ming Ao first?
Then kill Ming Ao first?
Regardless of whether Lin Huang dies or not, Ming Ao must die first. With the heavy gold in his hands, the possibility of entering the four major sects will also increase!
A sure-fire deal!
"What for?"
"If you do it, you're not a man if you don't do it!"
"Is it correct?"
"If you don't straighten it, you won't be straight!"
The eyes of all the warriors on the ring flickered back and forth, as if they were giving various secret signals, and they seemed to be flirting with each other. Gradually, these people quietly surrounded Ming Ao.
At this moment, Ming Ao, the god of wind and jade, looked like a big fat sheep that had taken off all its clothes in the eyes of everyone!
"Everyone get out of here!"
Before anyone could take action, Ming Ao couldn't hold back his anger. He let out an angry roar and slashed at the people behind him with the long sword in his hand. As he moved around, he completely distanced himself from everyone.
At this moment, Ming Ao was extremely furious. He did not expect that Lin Huang would be such a rogue and would try every possible means to kill him.
"Am I that expensive? One hundred thousand gold is equivalent to Baiyun City's annual fiscal revenue. I'm not worth this money!"
Looking at the people whose attention was diverted, Lin Huang raised a smile. It didn't matter whether Ming Ao died or not. As long as he could divert people's attention, his threat would be reduced.
According to Qin Xuance, you have to find someone to take the blame for yourself.
The high arena looked particularly majestic under the scorching sun. The swords and swords flickered above it, reflecting the dazzling light. Countless figures moved around, like a long winding dragon chasing Ming Ao.
And the one who was running at the front to chase Ming Ao was actually Lu Wuji.
Thousands of people are watching in the audience!
One hundred young warriors were chasing Ming Ao on a stage less than a hundred feet away. This made the originally prosperous young man feel quite embarrassed at the moment.
Lin Huang, on the other hand, had already thrown out eight of the tokens... He naturally understood that these tokens were always a hot potato, and if he held them in his hands, someone would always take the wrong approach!
Even though everyone in the arena is chasing Ming Ao, they all have their own thoughts.
Ming Ao's head is worth 100,000 gold, which is naturally important.
But the token thrown by Lin Huang is also very important.
One is overwhelming wealth!
One is a meteoric rise!
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As time passed and everyone had their own thoughts, someone finally flew down from the ring and landed on the ground with a thud.
When you got up, were you still confused?
What just happened?
Didn't we agree to kill Ming Ao together first?
The person next to me just now smiled so sincerely!
Why did you kick yourself as soon as you turned around?
What about trust between people?
Hold!
Then the young warrior's eyes shone brightly as he watched the warrior who had just kicked him off the ring fly out of the ring, flying with blood still on his body, and landed with a thud.
It’s really not that satisfying to have a dog eat its shit!
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In the arena, people kept flying out of the arena, ending the journey to the third round of the four general elections in advance. And the lit incense stick in the arena was getting shorter and shorter.
Time is already very tight!
The arena, which was as stable as a mountain, was now covered with blood. Many people fell on the arena, with wounds all over their bodies and no life left. Among them, there were several warriors at the eighth level of the Human Realm.
Ming Ao's blue robe was still fluttering, but there were two wounds on his arms and waist, revealing the bones inside. His handsome face was extremely gloomy at this moment.
Lin Huang's words immediately made him the target of public criticism!
Although it was impossible for everyone to be monolithic, they still brought a strong pressure to him, and the wounds on his body were the best witness.
Lin Huang, on the other hand, had a leisurely look on his face. Time was running out at the moment. He was wearing iron silver clothing and could be considered a piece of iron. It was almost impossible for everyone to snatch the token from him!
At this moment, Lin Huang had completely pulled himself out of the center of the storm.
Above the arena, the battle is still going on...
"Boy Lin, hold Little Fatty Bai back, this little bastard wants to run away."
While Lin Huang was watching the show, Bai Pojun suddenly yelled from below the ring. He looked at the fat figure quietly moving on the ring from a distance, with a furious look on his face!
Lin Huang looked slightly stunned and turned to look at Fatty Bai.
This guy was lying on the ring from the beginning, snoring like thunder, but his round body was moving quietly, moving towards the edge of the ring bit by bit.
Half of his entire body has already left the ring.
What's rare is that for such a long time, Xiaopang Bai didn't suffer any harm at all, just like a normal person.
And beside Xiaopang Bai, a big cat appeared at some point. It was as white as snow, with hair as crystal clear as snow. Its pair of blue cat eyes slowly turned, and its head was raised, like a complete noble lady.
When a token flew towards Little Fatty Bai, everyone rushed away like a pack of evil wolves, with swords and swords roaring.
Lin Huang's expression changed slightly. With so many people, Bai Xiaopang would be trampled to death even if he was not accidentally injured.
But just when Lin Huang was about to rush over, he noticed that Little Fatty Bai moved his palm slightly and slapped the big white cat on the butt.
Suddenly, a snow-white figure flashed in the void, and a furry paw slapped the whistling token away in another direction.
After the big white cat slapped the token away, it seemed that it was still not satisfied, and swung its claw again. The claw mark passed through the void, and it was as sharp as a sword, and it instantly scratched the throat of a warrior.
Lin Huang's eyes widened, "Is this... a lightning cat?"
But the lightning cat cannot be that fast.
The claws are not that sharp either.
Seeing everyone chasing the token again, Lin Huang breathed a sigh of relief after Fatty Bai was safe. He glanced at the arena, but was horrified to find that the corpses lying on the arena had the necks of more than twenty people.
There are cat paw prints on it.
Lin Huang was a little messy...did this guy step on shit in his last life?
If you don’t practice, your realm will keep rising!
There is also such a terrifying... big white cat??? Come on... Guys, can you guess what the big white cat is?