"See the God of War!" Dozens of devout people knelt down and worshiped, holding incense.
Even those who do not have deep faith still clasp their fists respectfully: "See Xia War God!"
There were no less than ten thousand people in the arena, and they paid their respects one after another, and the sound shook the sky.
That scene was quite shocking!
Nu Tianyi, who was sitting quietly at the VIP table, sighed: "Xia Qingchen's reputation is greater than imagined!"
He smiled, shook his head slightly, and changed his words: "However, a mortal who has believers who regard him as a god cannot be tolerated unless he is a wise king!"
"I think King Liang is mediocre and arrogant, and has absolutely no air of a wise king!"
Adagu whispered: "If King Liang is a wise king, how can we have a chance in Lounan territory..."
He did not say any more, because Nu Tianyi cast a faint glance at him, causing Adagu to shut up in despair.
"You should speak according to the occasion." Nu Tianyi withdrew his gaze, stood up slowly, and walked down the stairs without looking back.
Adagu lowered his head: "Yes!"
Nu Tianyi walked down the stairs and greeted him with a smile: "Brother Xia, you are well."
Xia Qingchen glanced at him, then glanced at the barbarians behind him, and said calmly: "It's okay."
After saying this, he staggered past him and came to his VIP seat.
An imperceptible flash of doubt flashed across Nu Tianyi's brows, as keenly as he noticed a trace of murderous aura on Xia Qingchen.
"Did you offend him in some way?" Nu Tianyi asked secretly.
But if you think about it carefully, it doesn't.
After the two parties sat down, Princess Yanyu and others appeared one after another. They stood behind Xia Qingchen, alongside the young barbarian genius from the Lounan Royal Court.
In comparison, their bodies are so small that they are like giants and dwarfs.
Ye Moqiong glanced at the last one among the barbarian youths. That man was one foot and two tall. It was his punch that shattered Ye Moqiong's arm, and it still hurts.
What makes Night Demon Qiong feel suspicious is that this person is the shortest among the barbarian youths.
"Mr. Ye, do you recognize the person who injured you?" Hua Wenlei asked in a low voice.
Night Demon Qiong pointed at the other person, and Hua Wenlei was equally surprised. Judging from his height, it seemed that he was the weakest among them.
However, she and Night Demon Qiong had the same idea. It would be unrealistic if this person was the weakest among the barbarian youths.
Although their current strength in Liangjing is not strong, it is impossible to be so weak that they are not even as good as the last one among them.
"The strength of the barbarians is complex and cannot be calculated by common sense. He is the shortest, but he may be the strongest." Hua Wenlei comforted herself.
In addition to being physically powerful, some barbarians are also proficient in some mysterious things, which are completely different from the martial arts cultivation in Zhongyun and Liang realms.
Height doesn't explain everything.
"Well, I think so too. Maybe he is the leader of the barbarian youths." Night Demon Qiong guessed.
Compared with their curiosity about the barbarian youths, the barbarians regarded them as nothing, raising their necks arrogantly and not even looking at them.
"These barbarians! They don't take our Liangjing seriously!" Yu Gugong secretly said with hatred, "I'll have to teach them a lesson later!"
Zhang Xiaofeng, Yu Tingtong, Princess Yanyu and others had complicated expressions and had not yet made a decision whether to go all out.
After waiting for a while, the Lord of Tiannan City arrived in a grand manner. He sat alone on the referee's bench and said solemnly and solemnly: "Everyone, Lounan Realm has sent an envoy to challenge my Liang Realm Tianjiao. No matter whether we win or lose, please exercise restraint."
The two countries are at war without killing the envoys, not to mention that Liangjing and Lounanjing have not yet reached the stage of war, and the local people in Southern Xinjiang are fierce. If the Liangjing Tianjiao loses miserably, there is no guarantee that they will not act impulsively.
Lord Tiannan looked around at everyone, and finally glanced at the two parties who were about to compete: "The rules of the competition are one-on-one, the previous generation vs. the previous generation, and the next generation vs. the next generation!"
Princess Yanyu, Hua Wenlei and Ye Moqiong are the nine-star saint sons of the previous generation. Among the barbarian tribes, there are also fronts and backs.
The people from both sides quickly separated into two groups. What surprised Night Demon Qiong was that the shortest person was actually grouped together with the two people with the lowest height.
Night Demon Qiong couldn't help but ask: "May I ask how the people on the south side of Lou Nan are divided?"
Nu Tianyi remained indifferent and there was no Night Demon Dome in his eyes. Adagu responded instead: "The three tallest ones are the previous generation of wilderness warriors, and the shorter ones are the next generation of wilderness warriors."
Hearing this, Ye Moqiong's heart twitched hard. Does that mean that he was injured by the next generation of the barbarian tribe's genius?
Seemingly understanding what he was thinking, the shortest barbarian cast a contemptuous look: "You are the Liangren who broke into our territory! To be honest, you are quite weak."
Night Demon Qiong's self-esteem was severely affected, but he still had a glimmer of confidence in his heart.
This person is extremely powerful. Although he is the next generation of wild warriors, his strength may be even higher than that of the previous generation. Losing to him does not explain everything.
After regaining his composure, he turned his attention to the three tall barbarians he was about to face, pointing at the second tallest man in the middle: "I will fight you!"
Hua Wenlei was also confident and wrote lightly: "Then, I will choose you to fight!"
The one she chose was the one who was 1.5 feet tall!
Princess Yanyu, Yu Gugong and others successively selected opponents to challenge.
Tiannan City Lord nodded slowly and said in a loud voice: "The discussion is over! If you deliberately kill, severely injure, or maim your opponent, I will never give you mercy!"
After announcing the rules, he personally pulled out the signature from the box: "First battle, Night Demon Dome, Golden One-sided!"
Night Demon Qiong's eyes were full of fighting spirit, and he flipped lightly and landed in the center of the arena. He cupped his fists and said, "Let Ye have a good start!"
People from all over southern Xinjiang applauded fiercely. Seeing Night Demon Qiong being so confident, they all felt a glimmer of hope.
"After all, he is the third-ranked genius of our previous generation in Liangjing. How can he be weak in strength?"
"Well, the barbarians are probably just big in size. In terms of real martial arts civilization, how can they compare to our cold land?"
The tall barbarian named Jin Danbian, with a burly body of 14 feet, was like a walking house. He stepped on the ground and made a dull sound, causing the dust and sand on the ground to fly up.
The two stood facing each other, and as Lord Tiannan said "start", Night Demon Qiong showed off the agility and speed of a martial artist.
He formed a seal with his hands, and a jet-black sun quickly condensed in his palms.
"Eternal Night!" Night Demon Qiong grabbed the black sun with his hand, raised his foot a little, and his body flew towards Jin Danbiang like a spring.
The latter was too huge and looked extremely clumsy. It seemed that it could not avoid it in time and stood there without moving away.
Until the black sun, which is swallowing up attributes rapidly, comes over!
The black sun exploded, and countless black streams of light swallowed Jin's huge body like the falling night.
Due to the properties of the black flowing light, all the strength in Jin Danbiao's body would be swallowed up and he would collapse to the ground.
"It's done!" Night Demon Qiong was excited and secretly said: "My guess is indeed correct. The short man is the strongest, but these tall men are just looking at it and seeing no use in it!"
However, this thought was still swirling in his mind, and the huge black stream of light suddenly rotated.
A hand as huge as a rice cooker, like a falling meteor, brought out a string of ghosts and strangled Night Demon Qiong's neck.
From the moment his palm appeared to strangle his neck, he was barely breathing, giving him no chance to react.
At the same time, with a soft drink, the huge black airflow covering the golden unilateral was blown away, revealing the intact golden unilateral inside.
He stared at the Night Demon Dome in his palm with cold eyes, slowly lifted it up from the ground, and said hollowly: "Are you competing? What's the point of making these black air currents? Do you look down on the warriors in the south of my building?"
He had been waiting for Night Demon Qiong to make a move, but after the black air flow, Night Demon Qiong ended the move.