"Being famous in one battle is a good thing, but being targeted by others may not really be a good thing..."
Qin Sihuang hesitated lightly, and then sighed softly.
In the arena barrier, chaos is still tumbling. The situation inside, except for Chi Xiaotian who controls the formation barrier, can probably know the truth, most martial arts cultivators are in a state of confusion.
However, look at the actions of the three major foreign forces and the local superpowers.
Look at Qin Sihuang's calm pretense. If we still can't determine who wins and who loses, who lives and who dies, is this still a human brain?
Countless powerful men in the Zhulin Alliance broke into cold sweat.
Lai Pigou, who developed semi-supernatural powers in the physical body, actually lost?
Why did the physical power of the fourteen flying dragons lose?
It means that Ma Chenggong, who has not been promoted to become a realm master, and has not developed physical magical powers, still killed the great Lai Pigou with one punch?
The pure power of the physical body requires the power of at least fifteen flying dragons to blast Lai Pigou's semi-supernatural power and physical body, right?
Pure physical power.
At least the power of fifteen flying dragons.
What the hell does this mean?
It means that as long as there are correct techniques, as long as there is a powerful and ancient and complete inheritance of physical skills, in the ancient times, the myth of shattering the void with the physical body and reaching for the stars and the moon will reappear in this world?
Does this mean that all the three late-stage Martial Emperor giants in the Zhulin Alliance were completely defeated physically by an ordinary giant who fought in the Fourth Prince's Mansion?
And this ordinary giant is not more than twenty years old.
The Zhulin Alliance set up their battle formations, "rebellion", team formation, and competition. Now, hundreds of thousands of strong people from the Zhulin Alliance have been defeated by a man with the last name in the competition of physical strength. The horse boy was swept away.
Is this a powerful way to tell the world that we have gathered here to form a murderous alliance, but we are actually here to make everyone laugh?
At this time, those casual cultivators who supported Ma Chenggong looked excited, but also looked unbelievable.
"The power of the fourteen flying dragons, the nine-level power superimposed with the semi-supernatural power of the physical body, actually lost to me, the evil cultivator Ma Chenggong, in the physical competition?
When did my group of casual cultivators become so awesome?"
At this moment, Bu Kebei, who was suspended above the illusion of the array, came down again and sat next to Bu Feijin.
"Shh... I read that right, the pure power of the flesh, the power of fifteen flying dragons..."
Bu Feijin looked obsessed and kept licking her cherry lips with her scarlet tongue.
"It's actually true... It's so powerful... It must have something to do with that traitor Lin Xi.
Lin Xi's physical body seems to be more successful and stronger than this horse. It must have come from Bu Feiyan, that cheap maid...
I, the young lady, not only want to suppress and deprive that cheap maid, but also want to make the group of physically strong men in the Fourth Prince's Mansion be used by me...
Ah! I’m so looking forward to it...such a strong body..."
Bu Kebei glanced sideways at Bu Feijin and said calmly:
"You are overthinking. My feeling is that whether Lin Xi or this horse is successful, it has nothing to do with the bloodline of the Giant Spirit God and the Giant Spirit Divine Body Technique..."
Bu Feijin was immersed in various fantasies and didn't take Bu Kebei's words seriously.
"Really? But so what?
This lady just wants to get them and raise them. Once they are deprived of the blood of the giant spirit god, they will all become my lady’s food, geek…”
…
Within the arena barrier, the vast space was chaotic, and was gradually suppressed and repaired by the Qinggang World Formation.
A calm and unrestrained figure once again appeared in it.
The horse succeeds and loses his hand again.
There were no scratches on his body, and not even a piece of his clothes was broken.
Lai Pigou, who had the power to kill fourteen flying dragons, tried his best. At this time, he already felt that his limbs were sore and his bones were soft and tender. To be honest, he had no strength to fight anymore.
But, it doesn't matter.
There is a middle-grade spiritual vein buried in his Dantian world.
In particular, the blood in his body is fused with Lin Xi's precious blood, and the heaven-defying life force in it will quickly restore him to full health.
He needs some time, so he must taunt the Killing Alliance.
His eyes looked faintly at Ke Shou Lun, whose face was uglier than pig liver.
"Master Ke, please weigh it for yourself. Is there anyone in this bullshit Lin-Zhu Alliance you formed that can physically surpass that mangy dog?
Um……
This guy, his parents didn't want to see him so much that they even named him Mangy Dog.
But this is none of my business!
I just want to ask you, do you weaklings in the Linzhu Alliance still have the guts to come up and continue to compete in the physical body?
If not, shall we start the second life-and-death competition?"
At this time, Ke Shoulun was like eating Xiang, even if he didn't want to admit that his side was completely defeated.
There was a vicious note.
A powerful person in the late stage of the ninth level was sent up, claiming to be competing in the physical body, but in fact, he suddenly used his magical power and successfully bombed the horse, which was enough to blow him up.
But if you do this, you will be happy for a while, but you will get a bad reputation.
It's not that it's unacceptable to have a bad reputation.
The key is that the Fourth Prince's Mansion will never engage in an arena battle with them again.
And they, photographed by the traitor Lin Xi, had a powerful formation and did not dare to break into the Fourth Prince's Mansion easily.
Therefore, in this first game, the Zhulin Alliance was declared a complete defeat.
There is nothing more to say.
Ke Shoulun finally let go of this burden.
"Hmph, even if you are alone and physically strong, the Zhulin Alliance is not as good as you in this aspect.
However, it is not your so-called band of brothers and those casual cultivators who are preparing to go to war who are all so powerful physically.
But if you lose, you lose. I, the Zhulin Alliance, can still afford to lose.
Because the one who laughs in the end is the one who truly wins."
Ma Chenggong smiled at this time.
"Listening to what you mean, it seems that you are not willing to lose to me in the physical body!
Well, you can choose one of our brothers to come out and compete with you physically again, otherwise you, a bunch of rabble, will really find it hard to admit that you are not good enough!"
Ke Shoulun hasn't spoken yet.
The brothers on Qin Sihuang's side immediately started making noises.
"I can't wait for a long time. All the limelight has been taken away from Xiaoma. We are so idle now that it hurts."
"What a bullshit forest-killing alliance. They are all a bunch of scum. They can kill you and others instantly."
"If you have the guts, if we come again, I won't beat you to death one by one. Where can I put my brother's face?"
Not only the strong men of the Band of Brothers, but also the undercover agents of various forces who were enslaved by Lin Xi were also excited by Ma Chenggong's fame in one battle and forgot their own identity.
Glory, invincibility!
This is the passionate team we yearn for.
Although we are undercover agents of various forces.
But we are Linxi's slaves now.
Who is it? Does it need to be said?
Then a strange and unspeakable scene occurred.
The powerful leaders of various forces, seeing their undercover agents at Qin Sihuang's side, screamed excitedly, as if they would be sorry if they didn't go up to fight.