Faced with this situation, Su Junbao asked himself what he could do? Will he stand up like a hero?
Look at the little guy sitting beside him. He was obviously very hungry, but now he doesn't cry or make a fuss. He is very sensible. Su Junbao looked at the figure outside who was quietly waiting for him to go back. He knew the answer was no.
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He is not Wan Chengzhong, he is just a little man. What he can do is to help more kind and innocent people when he has the ability, so that there will be fewer children like Xiaodie in the world. He has never been
What kind of hero? He wants to survive not just for himself.
Without the intervention of the Moyue Sect, Su Junbao might be able to make himself lose less and survive, but he knew that even this would be difficult, because these people never have any bottom line.
"Baby, bear with it, soon we can go and have something delicious!"
Su Junbao said to Xiaopangdun, the woman also tapped his mute hole, but unfortunately such a restriction was ineffective for him. Xiaopangdun raised his hands and sat on the ground and flew his body twice, expressing his approval.
Su Junbao laughed again, who said she was stupid? She was actually more sensible than anyone else! Su Junbao also knew that this farce was about to come to an end, because even if he didn't stand up, there would be others standing up, otherwise he wouldn't have brought him with him.
The little fat man stayed here hungry.
There are no choices for heroes, and sometimes there are many ways to solve problems.
…!
"Young Master Tuoba, this is inappropriate!"
Several monarchs immediately stood up to express their objections. Among the remaining seventy-eight people, many were princes and outstanding students from various countries. This was no longer a competition, but a premeditated murder. Of course, they could not.
Watching his family members come to the stage to die.
Among these people, the top-ranked powerful vassal states such as the King of Tian Chong and the King of Xiyue, their respective princes were among them. However, the opposition from the kings was only exchanged for Tuoba Hankong's indifferent sneer.
"Is it okay? It's not up to you to decide!"
Tuoba Hankong stood proudly on the stage with his hands on his back and said loudly: "Your objection is invalid. There is no place for you to speak here. I only said it once. If anyone is dissatisfied, please stand up. We may change to another one.
One way to talk!”
Change another way!
Of course they all knew which way it was, and no one doubted that the other party could do what he said, because they all remembered what Wan Chengzhong died.
In the eyes of the Golden Armor Guard, the life of a local monarch is worthless!
Many of the people who stood up sat back silently, humiliating, which was the feeling of all the people present in the Northern Region Mangyuan.
Looking at these, Yan Gui's heart was reminded of the beasts and animals they usually fought in wars. Yes, in the eyes of the other party, they were just a group of cattle and sheep that could be disposed of and used at will, even people were considered
If you don’t go, how can you say anything?
The competition continued, and the first one was a subordinate prince ranked 40th. The result was no different. Even those who ranked high in Xin Peng and Guanglie did not have any chance, let alone those at the end.
After three moves, he died on the spot, in return for the sadness of an old king.
"I won't go up!"
When it was the second person's turn, the man immediately resisted loudly.
"These are all your conspiracies. Even though we know we can't beat them, we deliberately humiliate us and let us go up and die!"
He stood by the lake and said loudly, looking very excited, obviously giving everything!
"Very good, you made your choice!"
Tuoba Hankong sneered, stood on the main stage and reached out to see a platinum sword wave shot out from his fingertips. The man didn't even snort, and directly fell into the lake, and his body was divided into two
The blood gushed out of the river dyed a large area of red.
The person who witnessed this scene couldn't help but shudder. The other party was serious and could do it when he said it. Under a semi-saint's men, they didn't even have room to resist.
Many famous ladies and daughters looked at the chic figures on the stage, masculine and handsome, but what they saw on this handsome face was actually full of fear.
From beginning to end, Fei Yukio sat in place with a calm expression without any expression.
There were two more people who were forced to go to the stage, with a look of death and no urgency of a warrior preparing to fight, and their ending was no different from the previous ones.
So far, five people have died on the battlefield, but the opponent has only sent Zhang Ling, and even killed five people from Mangyuan, the Northern Region. Behind Zhang Ling, there are nineteen other people from South China Palace.
Player.
The huge gap makes everyone desperate!
"I surrender, I admit defeat. As long as I don't kill me, I can do anything!"
Finally, among the seventh person who came to the stage, someone knelt down and kowtowed.
"I thought you people in the Northern Region Mangyuan were so hard, but it turned out that they were just a lie. If you want to survive, go and loudly write your family background, your name, and your parents, and read it out loudly, let everyone know
Everyone can hear it, and finally call me "Ancestor!" Zhang Ling laughed proudly.
"yes!"
When the man heard this, his face was ashes, like a walking corpse, and walked to the edge of the platform.
"I am He Chengde of Luo Zeguo. My parents are the king and queen of Luo Zeguo. Now I admit defeat. From now on, Mr. Zhang Ling and Mr. Zhang will be my ancestor!
The stiff words were spit out from the man's mouth. This was a very funny thing, but now no one can laugh.
Is it wrong for a person to live? Yes, but how many people can live with such humiliation? People all know that this person may be able to survive, but his spirit is dead.
Xue Wuye also looked at the battle stage. He knew that he could not kneel down. He gently stroked his beloved sword that had been with him for many years, and a slight smile appeared on his face. It was when his father first learned martial arts.
, what he gave to him personally, he could not pronounce his father's name in public like that person, and could not live like a walking corpse for the rest of his life.
Since he can't kneel down, he can only fight!
"Enough!"
While everyone was in a humiliating silence, a slightly immature voice came out.
All the backs who were walking towards the lake step by step showed a look of surprise. It was far from his turn. Li Ya, Yan Guiyi and others in the distance seemed to know that this sound was coming sooner or later, because
In her mind, he was such a person, but they didn't want him to die, but no one here could hold him back.
In everyone's surprised eyes, Su Junbao walked to the lake with his fists.