Regarding the clamor of the Son of Destruction, Zhang Zifan was really too lazy to talk nonsense with this company. After all, he was clamoring for a loser, so what was the difference between him and the loser?
As a result, Zhang Zifan looked calm and said lightly, indicating that the Son of Destruction and the Son of Death would come together.
Zhang Zifan has a sense of the exact strength of the Son of Death. This guy probably possesses 70,000 orders. The 70,000 orders of death are indeed much stronger than the 700 orders of thunder.
If the competition was just about the number of orders, Zhang Zifan felt that he really couldn't compare to the Son of Death, because the order it transformed into the order of death was only more than 60,000 at most, which was more than a star or a half behind.
Even so, Zhang Zifan still seemed very strong, because he was sure of winning, and he always felt that he was restraining the order of death.
With the World Tree in hand, a mere ten thousand orders can completely make up for it.
"You are crazy!"
Hearing what Zhang Zifan said, even the Son of Death couldn't help but speak. He probably didn't want to speak because of his unpleasant voice. Otherwise, the Son of Destruction wouldn't take the initiative to take his place.
"Let's go, let's see the result in the ring."
The Son of Death suddenly waved his hand, and Zhang Zifan felt a strong pulling force. He did not deliberately resist. Then Zhang Zifan and the Son of Death appeared on the ring of the Death Family.
"Be careful, this guy's strength is a bit weird. He seems to not only have the rules of destruction, but also the rules of thunder. In short, it's very weird."
When the Son of Death was about to take action, the Son of Destruction also whispered to remind him.
Although he slandered Zhang Zifan right and left, the Son of Destruction had long been psychologically shadowed by Zhang Zifan. He was very afraid of Zhang Zifan, and even felt that the powerful Son of Death might not have a chance to defeat Zhang Zifan.
It's just that there is no other way for the Son of Destruction. He can only hug the thigh of the Son of Death now, and may not even be able to return to the Destruction family unless Zhang Zifan dies.
But today, even if the Son of Death is defeated by Zhang Zifan, it will not cause much loss to the Son of Destruction, and it will make the Son of Death bear a grudge against Zhang Zifan.
The most feared thing for geniuses is failure, especially at the hands of beings similar to their own age. Maybe they can show that they don't care on the surface, but they don't know how much they hate it in their hearts.
The Son of Destruction himself has experienced it, so he knows it very well.
"knew."
The Son of Death didn't pay any attention to the reminder from the Son of Destruction. This guy was extremely proud in his heart. Naturally, it was impossible for him to be wary of Zhang Zifan at all times despite being overwhelmed by his strength.
Of course, if he can defeat the Son of Destruction, the Son of Death will not underestimate Zhang Zifan. He is fully prepared.
After the Son of Destruction withdrew from the ring, the Son of Death was about to take action, but at this moment, Zhang Zifan suddenly stretched out a hand and made a stop gesture.
"Wait a moment……"
"What, you're not afraid anymore, are you? It's too late to admit defeat at this time. You'd better fight with me, or be beaten by me."
Before the fight, Zhang Zifan made this gesture, obviously he didn't dare to fight.
"You're a loser and you're giving up before you even fight. Are you planning to completely disgrace me for destroying my family?"
As expected, as soon as the Son of Death finished speaking, the Son of Destruction immediately started flattering, mocking and insulting Zhang Zifan.
"Shut up. I'm afraid you have forgotten which family you belong to. You are the loser of the Death family. I declare that you will no longer belong to my Destruction family. There is no such thing as you in my Destruction family."
Zhang Zifan spoke unceremoniously, and just as the Son of Destruction was about to speak, he added:
"God Son of Death, I think it's meaningless just to determine the winner. We might as well add some bonuses." ωωw..net
The reason why Zhang Zifan planned to fight against the Son of Death was definitely not just to teach him a lesson.
This kind of anger is really unnecessary. After all, Zhang Zifan doesn't pay attention to existences like the Son of Death and others.
Zhang Zifan's real purpose is still for profit, so in this battle, Zhang Zifan must force the other party to hand over something.
"Caitou, what lottery do you want?"
Hearing what Zhang Zifan said, the Son of Death also became interested. He looked at Zhang Zifan doubtfully, and Zhang Zifan followed closely and said:
"It's very simple. If I win, I hope to enter the Temple of Death. It's not for inheritance, but mainly because I want to visit other people's temples."
The things that the Death Family can show Zhang Zifan's fancy are basically in the Temple of Death. According to normal logic, the Son of Death will not reject Zhang Zifan, because he feels that Zhang Zifan has the rules of destruction and cannot enter it at all.
Even if you can enter it, you can't get any benefits.
But how did the Son of Death know that what Zhang Zifan possessed was the synthesis of all rules, the rules of chaos.
"Enter the temple of my death family?"
Hearing what Zhang Zifan said, the Son of Death was stunned, obviously unable to understand Zhang Zifan's thoughts.
"Yes, if I win, I will enter the temple of the Death family. If you win, then you can enter the temple of my Destruction family."
Zhang Zifan nodded and said.
"But you have to agree that after entering the temple, you can visit it by yourself and no one else can follow you."
"Even if no one follows you, how can you still obtain the treasures of my Death family? That is the temple of my Death family. There are no rules of death. Entering there is almost a dead end."
Before Zhang Zifan finished speaking, the Son of Death interrupted.
Hearing this, Zhang Zifan felt happy, because the other party said this, which meant that the other party would agree to him.
But before Zhang Zifan had time to be happy, he heard the other party say:
"Although I really want to promise you, you can't enter the Temple of Death casually. I can't make the decision."
"this……"
Zhang Zifan was speechless for a moment, but he quickly spoke with provocation:
"Why, the Son of Death has so little confidence in himself that he thinks he will lose?"
"This is not a matter of confidence. The Temple of Death belongs to my Death family and does not belong to me. I have no right to decide to let you in, but you can make other conditions."
Zhang Zifan did not expect that the Son of Death, although this guy spoke in a gloomy and stern voice, was actually so sensible and was not fooled by Zhang Zifan casually.
This picture gave Zhang Zifan a huge headache, because if he couldn't enter the Temple of Death, he really couldn't be interested in other things.
"Then forget it, no more fighting."
After hesitating for a moment, Zhang Zifan decisively shook his head and refused.