The chirping strange bird was captured by Guan Heng, and it screamed again and again. This bird was a spiritual bird and monster that Mo Jinzhi had raised since childhood. At this time, its feathers were flying around and it was struggling desperately. Mo Jinzhi suddenly stomped her feet in distress, and she waved her hand.

The sharp cone was pointed at Guan Heng's back and stabbed quickly: Let it go quickly

Guan Heng felt that the spiritual energy contained in this spiritual bird and monster beast was already at the level of blue energy. He immediately sucked it all up without ceremony, and then threw the limp black-feathered monster bird towards Mo Jinzhi: If you want it, give it to him.

you.

Pamo Jinzhi subconsciously picked up the strange bird, but unexpectedly, Guan Heng also took advantage of the opportunity to rush over and hit her on the shoulder with a palm: "I'm offended, get off the ring."

It was too late, but it was so fast. Mo Jinzhi only felt a strong force coming from him, and she fell down the ring involuntarily. However, she did not suffer much damage, so she suddenly jumped in the air before landing, and then landed lightly.

Her appearance and posture were so graceful that the onlookers immediately applauded and cheered: Well, the girl from the Mo Nue tribe is still glorious even though she is defeated, she is amazing.

Well, that kid Guan Heng actually showed mercy. At this moment, Mo Jinzhi was not angry about losing. Instead, he shouted to the ring: Hey, Guan Heng, you must win, so that you can marry my sister.

Hearing this, Guan Heng on the stage staggered and almost fell off the stage.

Sister Jinzhi, I didn’t hear what you were talking about clearly. Guan Heng grabbed the edge of the ring and shouted: Say it again.

Huh, silly boy, I won’t tell you. With a teasing smile on his face, Mo Jinzhi turned around and walked away, leaving only a confused Guan Heng on the ring. He murmured to himself: Should I

Did you fall into some kind of trap?

At this moment, there were only six or seven people left in the ring, including Guan Heng. Shen Yang, Rong Teng and Geng Zhong knocked their respective opponents off the stage. In this way, they formed two pairs with Guan Heng.

Manager Zhu announced at this time: Okay, the final winner will be chosen among the four of you. Now please draw a clay ball from this earthen urn and take it out. As soon as these words were spoken, there were already soldiers.

He walked up holding a large urn and placed it in front of everyone with a clang.

Guan Heng, Shen Yang, Rong Teng and Geng Zhong each stepped forward and reached out and immediately grabbed fist-sized clay balls with different numbers of circular holes on them. A look of puzzlement passed across everyone's faces.

At this time, Manager Zhu took a look and continued: Guan Heng's mud ball has four holes, and Rong Teng's mud ball has three holes. The two will play again; Shen Yang and Geng Zhong are respectively

One pothole and two potholes. You two will fight again. The one who wins the second time will have a decisive battle in the end.

Hearing this, Guan Heng nodded slightly. He turned to look at Rong Teng, a strong man from the Tianyu tribe. His eyes were full of fierce fighting spirit. The opponent was strong but also experienced, not because Guan Heng looked at him.

It seems that I am too young to let my guard down, but on the contrary, I am secretly on guard.

At this moment, Manager Zhu said again: It's almost noon now, and everyone must be hungry. Let's take a rest at the guest seats next to the ring. I'll order people to prepare food and wine so that you can eat until you're full before fighting.

Such a good Tianyu tribe strongman Rong Teng didn't speak much, but his voice was like a bell. He planned to compete with his opponent after a good meal. The two sworn enemies, Shen Yang and Geng Zhong, also stared at each other fiercely, and then

They all said in unison: That's fine, I'll just let you live a little longer.

Guan Heng saw countless sparks shooting out of the two people as they spoke, and he was amused in his heart: These two are really natural enemies. Let's fight. Although it's a bit vicious to be like each other, if you can both lose, it will be better.

It also saved me a lot of trouble.

After a while, Guan Heng and others sat down at the edge of the ring. Several maids had already brought wine and food, which they diligently placed on four tables. Rong Teng was tall and strong, and had a generous appetite.

, seeing the table full of food, he immediately started eating silently. Just as Guan Heng was about to lift his chopsticks, a maid had already brought another plate of dishes and placed it in front of him.

Guan Heng could see clearly that this person turned out to be Dou Wanxin's personal maid Du'er. At this moment, Du'er pretended to be Guan Heng and poured wine. She deliberately got close and whispered: Miss asked me to tell you, the plate of roasted fish on the table

Don't eat it. It has been tampered with. Although it is not fatal, it will cause abdominal pain.

Thank you for the reminder. After Guan Heng replied in a low voice, a cold light flashed in his eyes: It must be City Master Dou who poisoned my food in order to let Rong Teng of the Tianyu tribe win. This surname

Dou is too wicked, it’s strange that I want you to have your way.

The lady asked me to tell you, win if you can, don't force it, safety first, I'm leaving.

Du'er hurriedly finished this sentence and turned around with the tray in hand. Guan Heng nodded secretly in his heart: Alas, the difference between biological father and daughter is so big. One wants to poison me, but the other reminds me to help me.

, although Sister Wanxin did this to get rid of the marriage, she still had a good heart.

While Guan Heng was eating, he was thinking about how to use force to win later, but at this time, the enemy who was causing trouble suddenly spoke up. The speaker was Shen Yang from the Zhujian tribe. Angrily, he patted his table and asked loudly: Hey,

Why is there fish stew on that boy's table but not here?

Well, after hearing this, the manager, Fatty Zhu, suddenly started sweating on his forehead. He personally arranged for someone to poison the fish on Guan Heng's table, but Fatty Zhu was negligent and forgot to give him the poison.

The other three people were served the same fish stew.

At this time, Shen Yang said angrily: Give me a plate of fish stew too, hurry up, I like to eat fish the most.

A servant had long whispered in Manager Zhu’s ear: At noon today, we only had one fish left in the kitchen, so we only cooked one plate. You see?

They are all a bunch of trash, why don't you prepare more ingredients? Fatty Zhu was so angry that the fat on his face kept trembling. With no choice, he had no choice but to say to Shen Yang: I'm really sorry, Mr. Shen, there is no more food in the kitchen.

At this moment, Shen Yang slapped his hand on the table, and he said with a sullen face: Is it because there are no fish left, or is it because you have ordered Yu Cheng to look down on me at all? I have to ask clearly, otherwise, hum, you know the consequences.

what will happen

Hehehe, although I don't like the guys from the Jian tribe, Shen Yang is right this time.

The person who said this was none other than the villain Geng Zhong who took the opportunity to add fuel to the fire. He stretched out his hand and pointed at the table, and then said in a strange way: A mere unknown person has fish stew on his table, but the four of us

It is a bit unreasonable that the representatives of foreign races cannot eat fish.
Chapter completed!