Song Zheng stood up. The Gulan Beast opposite him still looked calm. No matter who came, he didn't care. He would win without a doubt.
However, Song Zheng did not ask the question immediately. Instead, he looked at him carefully for a while and then showed a meaningful smile. Then, Song Zheng said: "Old man, please take a look at this text."
A special text appeared in the water waves in front of him.
The Three Holy Demon Lords behind him had already composed themselves. When he looked up, he was shocked because he didn't recognize the characters.
Just now, no matter what I wrote, Gulanmon could recognize it. Now, if someone else writes it, I don't recognize anything.
As soon as this text appeared, Gulanmon still had a calm face and seemed to be studying it. King Zhenxuan and the old catfish and old god were behind him, just waiting for Gulanmon to break through the text and completely break the unrealistic dream of Wangyang Aquatic Tribe.
fantasy.
Old Catfish was extremely satisfied with King Zhenxuan and secretly smiled in praise.
But they waited for a while, but still didn't see Gulan Beast speak. Looking over again, they saw a rare suspicious look on Gulan Beast's weathered rock face, which seemed a little puzzling.
Old Catfish's heart skipped a beat. Even though he knew the details of the Gulan Beast, this group of Donghai Tribes had been so evil before, which made him a little suspicious.
King Zhenxuan was full of confidence and quietly said to Old Catfish: "Don't worry, sir, nothing unexpected will happen."
Old Catfish nodded, and when he looked at Gulan Beast again, his heart skipped a beat, because Gulan Beast had gone from being inexplicable to unexpected. He tried his best to open his eyes wide, but he was not looking at the words, but at the
Look at Song Zheng.
As for that inscription, he didn't recognize it, and neither did King Zhenxuan nor Old Catfish.
Song Zheng looked at the Gulan Beast with a smile. Behind him, Zhong Yundai looked indifferent. He felt that such beasts were simply stupid. Who is the Lord? When the Lord saw him for the first time, he still needed himself.
Shelter. But now, I have come out of seclusion and finally achieved my wish to become a senior Zhenguo. However, Sir, I have surpassed myself and become a strong person among the seniors. Even I have to look up to him.
This kind of existence is inherently accompanied by miracles.
You are so stupid to bet and fight with him, God will not help you.
Anyway, I, Mr. Zhong, would never do such an unwise thing. Look at the result, that old beast is going to be in bad shape.
Fairy Jianzhong still had a cold aura on her body, but she hid her sharp sword intent very well.
There was a faint smile in her eyes, and she had the same idea as Zhong Yundai, and she had full confidence in Song Zheng. Even when the Three Holy Demon Lords came forward, she had a vague hunch that Song Zheng would eventually need to take action. This is super powerful
When this super strong person is a woman, this intuition is even more accurate and terrifying.
as expected.
Fairy Jianzhong felt that she knew heroes with her sharp eyes, so she felt a little complacent.
Shenhuangku was a little worried about his face.
He originally had great confidence in the Three Holy Demon Lords, but why couldn't he? He had become a strong man, and the strength of Ten Thousand Demons Court far exceeded that of the East Bank of the Spirit River. Why did the people from the East Bank need to step forward every time?
He turned around and wanted to give the Three Saint Demon Lord a fierce look, but when he saw the Three Saint Demon Lord looking lost and shocked, he felt a little soft-hearted and couldn't bear to get angry.
On the other hand, Demon Lord Wu Yai's eyes were bright. She was interested in Song Zheng and was racking her brains to think about how she could make Song Zheng willing to study it for her.
She had used the trick of seduction before, but it didn't seem to work for Song Zheng. Anyway, she would not look for the reason from herself. She firmly believed that Song Zheng "cannot be promiscuous when he is rich" and had integrity.
Gulanmon didn't speak for a long time, and the surprise on his face finally made King Zhenxuan feel a little uneasy.
He wanted to ask, but he was afraid of disturbing Gulan Beast. The old catfish kept looking at him, but he did not dare to respond as confidently as before.
Song Zheng didn't rush him, he just showed the piece of writing in front of him with a faint smile and waited quietly for the Gulan Beast.
Finally, after enough time for a cup of tea, Gulan Beast let out a long sigh, and his whole body looked even older: "The waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead. Although this sentence is from the human race, we, the water tribe, have a deeper understanding than the human race. The old man
...Lost!”
The old catfish almost jumped up, but fortunately he restrained himself, otherwise it would have been really embarrassing.
He gritted his teeth and looked at Gulanmon. If he lost again, he would lose three games in a row, and there would be no need to compete in the next two games, which would seriously affect his plan.
King Zhenxuan did not expect this result, Gulan Beast simply admitted defeat!
He has great confidence in his teacher, and he also knows the magical power of Gulan Beast. It is said that there is no possibility of failure in this kind of competition. How could this happen?
He frowned and looked at his teacher. Gulan Beast turned around and shook his head in confusion at him. King Zhenxuan understood something and was very surprised.
A game that was originally full of confidence was lost so confusingly. King Zhenxuan secretly regretted it. He blamed himself for being too confident before, talking too much, and agreeing to the opponent's substitution. Otherwise, he would have won this game long ago.
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He also felt that his face was dull and he sat silently on the city wall. Then there would be nothing left for him...
It's just that the old catfish must have a grudge. This sycophant is narrow-minded and may make things difficult for him in the future.
King Zhenxuan shook his head secretly in his heart, but there was nothing he could do.
The old catfish suddenly jumped out and gritted his teeth and said: "This game cannot be considered a loss for us, it should be a draw. The one before you lost completely, and the one behind you won, but one win and one loss, it is considered a tie.
"
At this time, Gulanmon's old face was a little embarrassed. Who are you? The strongest group of practitioners in this world. If you lose, you lose, if you win, you win. In the end, Gulanmon didn't say a word.
, turned around and retreated into the city, standing here shamelessly.
King Zhenxuan also coughed dryly and wanted to say something, but was glared back by the old catfish.
King Zhenxuan thought about it, forget it, I don’t care anymore.
He waved his hand, and the ancient underwater city suddenly moved to the side, juxtaposed with the warships on the Hua Hui King, and entered a state of watching and watching the show.
In his heart, he became more and more dissatisfied with this sycophant.
The King of Flower Snakes looked at him with a smile and said through a message: "It's unlucky for you to come here. The old catfish can't lose this time. Unlike me, there is still room for recovery, so if you lose, you lose.
Just do it without losing face."
Prince Zhenxuan was too lazy to pay attention to her provocation, but he was indeed disgraced and kept silent.
After Shenhuangkui died, Demon Lord Wu Yai was about to stand up and refute. She was a clear banshee. It was just like doing an experiment. If she succeeded, she would be successful. If she failed, she would fail. How could she declare to the outside world that she clearly failed?
Did you succeed in your own experiment? This is hateful academic fraud!
But Shenhuang Ku secretly stopped her with his eyes, and Demon Lord Wu Yai knelt down glumly, looking at the old catfish with disdain in his eyes.
The thunder in Zhong Yundai's body was rolling, and as long as the master gave the order, he would break out to demand justice.
But Song Zheng smiled slightly: "What the old man said makes sense, so in this case, we can consider it a draw."
Old Catfish's face looked better now, and then he said: "It's getting late, let's get here first. I'll arrange for you to rest and have some food. The other two kings have a long way to go, and it will take some time to get here. Let's wait.
Wait for them."
"Okay." Shen Huangku and Song Zheng exchanged looks and agreed.
Old Catfish gave the order and a large number of water tribes set up a camp for the Donghai tribe on the spot for them to rest.
Later, another aquarium sent a large amount of spiritual food. Although the cooking level was average, the ingredients were excellent and eating them was of great benefit.
Song Zheng was not polite and started eating.
After all, he is a human being. Even if he is allowed to eat, he won't really eat much. But he still has a huge beast army under his command!
These beast armies are all high-level spiritual beasts, which are usually kept in his small cave world. At this level, eating is no longer necessary.
But spirit beasts are different from humans. They eat the flesh and blood of higher-level spirit beasts, or spiritual food rich in energy, which indeed improves faster than their own cultivation.
Song Zheng did not have that much spiritual food and flesh and blood to feed them.
But this time, how can we not take advantage of the great advantage?
Song Zheng gave an order: Open it and eat! The beast army was very excited and started to eat and chew.
The three members of Ten Thousand Demons Court were sitting in the camp. Shenhuang Ku and Wu Yao Yao Zun just ate some and then stopped. No matter how much high-level spiritual food they eat now, they will not make any progress.
The Three Saint Demon Lord sat aside blankly, his confidence was hit hard, and he didn't know if he could recover.
His Excellency Shen Huangku comforted him a few words, but he could not help the three holy demons to respect and build confidence.
He looked at this subordinate who was highly valued by him, and felt great regret in his heart: If the Three Holy Demon Lords could not pass this level, their character cultivation would definitely plummet. Not only would there be no hope of becoming a strong person, but they might even fall down!
It's just that he needs to go through such an ordeal on his own, and he is really powerless to help.
Song Zheng's figure appeared at the door, and he walked in with a swaying figure.
Shen Huangku now fully recognized Song Zheng. This was the respect that Song Zheng earned through his victory in the previous three competitions.
"Sir Song." He nodded in greeting. Demon Lord Wu Yai also seemed particularly kind. She still had unrealistic fantasies. If her relationship with Song Zheng got better, she would be willing to let herself experiment.
Song Zheng greeted the two of them, then looked at the lost Three Saint Demon Lord, and said: "Your Excellency Three Saints, in fact you did not lose, it was the Shui Tribe who cheated.".m.