Everyone looked at the holographic image of the second floor displayed directly above the table and fell silent.
After a while, Swick, with a livid face, knelt on one knee in front of the prince and respectfully requested: "Damn it, this Daolun is so arrogant! He actually despises you so much? Your Highness, I beg you to ask me.
Go ahead, I want to duel with Daolun, I want to kill him!"
The prince's face was uncertain, but after a while he smiled and said: "Swick, don't worry about him! Do you think a clown who is about to die is worth our anger?"
"But, Your Highness..." Swick said stubbornly: "He put on the sacred mecha, can't he still capture the barbarian?"
Sitting on the far left side of the table, the extremely beautiful and charming woman stood up and said: "Yes, Your Highness! No matter how useless Daolun is, wearing that special mecha can be regarded as a master in the early days of the Yasheng."
If you can, is it possible that you still can't deal with a native?"
The prince laughed and said: "Do you want to make a bet? Just a small bottle of life source liquid! I bet that Daolun will lose, and he will die miserably!"
"Gah?"
The rest of the people all looked at each other and thought to themselves: "Is His Highness the Prince mad at that guy Daolun? The natives obviously only have the cultivation level of the late Quasi-Saints, and they can barely survive at best! With such a huge gap in strength, what can Your Highness do?
Are you still betting that Daolun will lose?"
However, after thinking about it, they decided to bet on Daolun's victory. After all, their annual quota of life source liquid was only three vials, so it was indeed a rare opportunity to obtain a vial out of thin air.
"Hahaha. Okay!" The prince laughed and said, "I will give you one last chance now! Do you really not want to change?"
"I won't change it!"
As soon as the prince finished speaking, everyone's heads shook like rattles. What a joke! If there is such a huge difference in strength, why would you change it? What else would you be if you weren't a fool?
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"Bah bang bang! Natives, I have to admit that you are very powerful! Maybe if I capture you this time, my position can be moved up!"
Just as Li Qingming squatted down to fiddle with Bing Huang's body, someone clapped their hands, seemingly in admiration.
A hundred feet directly in front of Li Qingming, there was a passage paved with strange metal. It was shining with brilliant luster.
Dolan came out wearing gorgeous armor.
"Who are you? Why did you arrest me here?" Li Qingming looked at the blond and blue-eyed Daolun indifferently, feeling inexplicably shocked in his heart.
The perfect face, long golden hair, green eyes, golden holy armor... Everything about Daolun's appearance made Li Qingming feel inexplicably shocked.
"Oh. Sorry! I forgot to introduce myself!" Doron laughed exaggeratedly, gently touched his left heart with his right hand, nodded slightly and said: "My name is Doron Glass Stephenson. I come from the great city of science and technology.
, you can call me Earl Doran."
Li Qingming frowned and cursed in his heart: "Why is this guy the same as the aristocrats in the Western Middle Ages? It's such a great science and technology city. If you give it back to the earl, I'll fuck you!"
Although he had some guesses in his mind, Li Qingming still asked: "Tell me, why did you arrest me here?"
"Oh! None of this has anything to do with you!" Daolun pinched his fingers and said, "As long as you return to the cage, I can keep you alive. Now, go back!"
"Huh? Are you ordering me?" Li Qingming raised his eyebrows and said.
"Wrong! This Earl is not giving you an order, this Earl is giving you a chance to live!" Dolan laughed, his eyes filled with bloodlust.
"Seeking death!" Li Qingming was angry.
He finally understood. There was no doubt that the guy named Daolun in front of him regarded him as prey, just like he was facing a white mouse that was about to be used in scientific research. He was always aloof.
"Buzz!"
The rich jade pure essence came out through the body, and the bitter bamboo gun with purple meaning appeared in his hand.
"Daolun, right? Now I will give you two choices, either tell me your purpose; or die!" Li Qingming held a long gun and looked extremely cold.
"Hahaha, who do you think you are? You want to kill me, so dream on!" Daolun could also scream, and at the same time, he gently twisted the silver ring on his hand with his right hand.
"Qiang Qiang!"
There was a harsh sound of metal friction, and the silver ring suddenly flew up, completely split into five parts, and then turned into a brilliant silver brilliance and disappeared into Dolan's body.
He saw that his gorgeous armor decomposed in an instant, reorganized under the urging of the silver ring, and turned into pieces of mysterious armor engraved with avenue runes, wrapping him up and turning him into a statue.
Golden battle armor.
This armor looks like the armored warriors that were popular on earth in the previous life. It is quite thick, but the color is much more beautiful than that of the armored warriors.
"boom"
Daolun's whole body exuded a majestic momentum. He flew up, raised his huge fist, and rushed straight towards Li Qingming.
"Nah! From Golden Saint to Ultraman? Masked Rider? Or Armored Warrior? This is too much for him!" Li Qingming was dumbfounded.
"Boom!"
In just the blink of an eye, Daolun had arrived at Li Qingming's side. He raised his fist, ignoring the layer of jade pure essence wrapped around Li Qingming, and blasted straight through.
It was too close, and Li Qingming was in a daze again, and there was no way to avoid it!
"boom!"
The fist landed on Li Qingming's chest, and the golden holy clothes were shining brightly, knocking Li Qingming away.
Green light flashed, and Li Qingming flew several feet away. He rubbed his still aching chest, quite surprised.
Daolun, who previously only had the strength of the mid-stage quasi-sage, after putting on the mecha, he actually crossed three small realms and had the strength of the early stage of the sub-sage. It seems that this technological maze is really powerful.
Li Qingming stood up and circulated his true energy to the injured area, repairing it in an instant.
Not far away, Daolun, who had tasted the sweetness, seemed to be a little carried away, and actually controlled the mecha and rushed forward again.
Li Qingming's eyes flashed coldly and said: "Do you really think that your grandfather and I are easy to bully? I think back then, when your grandfather and I were in the mid-stage of Quasi-Saint, I dared to pick the masters in the early stage of Sub-Saint! Now that I am in the late stage of Quasi-Saint, I am still afraid
I can’t kill you, a brat in the early stage of a sub-sage! Go to hell!”
Li Qingming didn't say any more, he directly raised the bamboo spear and stabbed it out.
The spear had a long purple rhyme, no flash of brilliance, no thunderous momentum, it was truly a return to nature, simple and natural, but it made everyone in the pyramid watching the battle change their colors.
They knew that this time they might have hit a brick wall! (To be continued...)