"If you can't even beat him, then don't even think about fighting me. You're not worthy!"
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When Kuang Tie said this, he was speechless. He was not worthy. He had never lost in a duel in the empire!
So he also made it his lifelong goal to challenge Wang Kai in a duel, and now this dueling king has appeared in front of him. As long as he ends the losing streak for the empire, he can directly challenge Cheng Ziyuan and complete his lifelong goal.
Long-cherished wish.
Of course, he is still very conceited about his own strength. He feels that he can defeat the one-on-one king. If he defeats the one-on-one king in front of so many people, then he will be the new one-on-one king.
Feng Canjian actually dared to say that he, the quasi-one-on-one king, was not worthy of challenging him. What kind of joke was he kidding?
So Kuang Tie said disdainfully:
"I can't be challenged by just any cat or dog. Don't let those cats and dogs challenge me and ruin my reputation. That would be an insult to me."
As he said this, he looked scornful. Seeing him like this, Feng Canjian couldn't help but shake his head and said with a smile:
"Don't be so proud, my junior brother may not lose to you.
"Oh, are you so confident? Then I am quite curious about your junior brother. Then you ask him to beat me, and I will show you how your junior brother was beaten into a dog by me, hehe
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Kuang Tie immediately became interested when he heard what he said, while Feng Canjian sneered. Then he turned around and looked at a man wearing a flat foreign hat, with a slender figure and a somewhat foreign style.
, said:
"Junior brother, then go on the stage and teach that grandson a lesson for me. See how he still yells and laughs so cheerfully."
This junior fellow apprentice is none other than his junior fellow apprentice in the barbarian country, Marco Polo.
However, Marco Polo was not from their barbaric country. He was from the Western countries. However, for some unexplainable reasons, Marco Polo joined his sect and became his junior disciple.
Although Marco Polo is his junior brother, Marco Polo is very powerful. If he didn't have the powerful ability to steal heaven and exchange jade for jade, he really wouldn't be able to do anything against his junior brother.
Marco Polo stood up, took off the hat on his head, made a gentleman's salute to Feng Canjian, and then said lightly:
"Senior brother, don't worry. I've long disliked that kid. He's too rude to senior brother. I'm going to teach him a lesson."
With that said, Marco Polo put on his hat again, slowly came to the fighting arena, and looked at Kuang Tie from a distance.
It's actually Marco Polo? We lost this duel again.
Cheng Ziyuan couldn't help but shook his head when he saw that the hero sent by the opponent was actually Marco Polo.
There is no need to watch this duel anymore, the Empire will definitely lose.
General Qin heard what Cheng Ziyuan said from the side, looked at Cheng Ziyuan and said:
"General Tiger Wolf, do you know the guy opposite? Is he very powerful? You actually think that Kuang Tie will definitely lose?"
Cheng Ziyuan rubbed his eyes with a headache and said:
"His name is Marco Polo. His kiting ability is very strong, or he doesn't have much suppression over certain people, but he has natural restraint against warriors like Kuang Tie."
Hearing what he said, Long Yu couldn't help curling his lips. He wanted to stand up and scold Cheng Ziyuan.
What are you farting on? This is a critical moment, and you are saying that the empire will definitely lose before the fight even starts. Are you trying to embolden others and destroy your own prestige?
He simply didn’t believe that Kuang Tie would lose to the boy wearing a hat who came out from the opposite side, because Kuang Tie had just fought with the opponent’s captain, and both of them had beaten him to the point of running away. The guy who came out now looked worse than Feng Can.
As for the sword, why couldn't Kuang Tie defeat him? He would definitely lose.
Kuang Tie glanced at Marco Polo. At this moment, Marco Polo was wearing gray silver boots and two very delicate pistols on his waist. He looked very technological.
Moreover, this man was quite arrogant, and there was even a kind of indifference in his eyes. This made Kuang Tie very unhappy, so he couldn't help but say:
"You brat, you don't look like a local, are you from a foreign country? What's your name? What does your look mean? Are you ignoring me?"
Marco Polo raised the corners of his mouth slightly and said,
"Yes, I am a Westerner. My name is Marco Polo. I should have given you due respect when dealing with these heroes from Eastern countries. Unfortunately, you have angered my senior brother and me, so I will not
I plan to treat you politely."
"That's good. I'm most afraid of others being polite to me. Come on, let me see how powerful you are. I won't be polite to you either."
Kuang Tie grinned. He didn't care about that at all. He just wanted to fight with others, especially beating them to the point of running away. He particularly enjoyed the joy of torturing others.
"Let's see, let's not take victory or defeat too seriously. If you can get within three meters of me, I will lose."
Marco Polo took out two Wandering Guns from his waist and looked at Kuangtie Kuangtie with disdain.
Hearing what he said, Kuang Tie suddenly had a dark look on his face. He looked at Marco Polo with a smile but not a smile and said:
"Boy, are all you Westerners so arrogant?"
"We are always quite arrogant towards arrogant people, and I happen to have the capital to be arrogant."
Marco Polo also smiled evilly. Kuang Tie really couldn't stand his pretentious manner. He waved his hand and said nonchalantly:
"Stop being a bastard, let's do it. I can't wait to beat you up and make you embarrassed in front of your senior brother. I just told your senior brother that I'm going to beat you up."
Kuang Tie said, and rushed towards Marco Polo. This time he still started with the second skill, and quickly chased in the direction of Marco Polo.
Marco Polo saw him approaching with great momentum, but he was not anxious at all. He pointed his guns at Kuang Tie, pulled the trigger, and fired the gorgeous revolver.