low-key is king

Chapter 1163 What do you mean?
"what happened?"

Being ridiculed by Xie Jia, Mingzhe didn't want to argue with this guy at this moment.

Because he also felt very strange in his heart, the effect of the eighth-grade sting poison was somewhat different from what he thought in his heart.

The black-clothed sea tribe seems to be just a newcomer to the eighth realm. Why can they resist the sting poison of the eighth realm? This is not in line with common sense.

If the other party is really eroded by the sting poison, it is absolutely impossible to react so quickly, let alone possess such strong physical strength, able to receive Xie Jia's powerful punch.

But Mingzhe didn't believe that his sting poison was really as useless as Xie Jia said, he didn't underestimate the black-clothed sea tribe just now, and the sting poison he sacrificed was too much, it's impossible not to get the slightest effect.

"It should be that guy has a special physique, and he may even have an anti-poison pill snatched from the human race."

Mingzhe thinks a little too much, and perhaps only these two explanations can make him balance.

Otherwise, if the eighth-rank poison can't help a sea tribe who has just entered the eighth-level, it will also deal a big blow to him.

The Duohai tribe in the bystanders naturally also heard Xie Jia's mocking voice, they were all a little weird in their hearts, secretly thinking that the highly poisonous poison of Mingzhe, a small Chenghai tribe in the eighth realm, is really a silver-like wax spear head, which looks good but is actually useless?

"Who said it's useless?"

At the moment when many sea people were thinking, a voice suddenly came from the sky, which made them subconsciously think that it was Mingzhe who was defending themselves.

But when they turned their eyes to the place where the voice came from, they found that the person who spoke was the black-clothed sea tribe who had been eroded by poison, and their expressions became even weirder.

In this case, is it appropriate for you, a highly toxic client, to say it?

And if the poison is useful, why didn't it have the desired effect when used on you, and you can still force Xie Jia, who is a small achiever of the Eight Realms, to take two steps back.

Mingzhe's face was even more gloomy. He felt that the other party was mocking him, but he couldn't find a reason to refute it.

You can't argue with the other party that your poison is useless, right?

From the looks of it now, his poison did not have the desired effect.

Otherwise, how could the black-clothed sea tribe be able to talk so eloquently under the raging poison and bound by the golden beam of the holy whale tribe? This was obviously unexpected for him.

"Whether it is useful or not, you will know next time!"

Seeing that Mingzhe didn't speak, Lu Xun raised his right hand bound by the golden beam with some difficulty, and then pointed at Xie Jia who was blown away by him just now, making all the sea people a little confused.

"This...this is?"

As for the person involved, Xie Jia finally realized something was wrong at this moment. He felt the back of his hand a little itchy, and subconsciously raised his hand.

At this moment, all the Sea Clan could see clearly, they saw streaks of black light flickering on the back of Xie Jia's right hand, and streaks of black mist rising up.

They are not too unfamiliar with this black mist.

"Xie Jia is poisoned by the eighth grade sting poison?"

Some people with keen minds, thinking about Xie Jia's powerful punch with the black-clothed sea tribe before, couldn't help guessing the truth of some facts, and the weirdness on their faces couldn't help but become more intense.

"Xie Jia, right? Didn't you just say that this poison is useless? You don't need an antidote if you have the ability!"

The voices of the black-clothed sea tribe continued to spread, which made Xie Jia's face turn black. After being provoked by this, he really didn't ask Mingzhe for an antidote for a while.

It's just that neither Mingzhe nor Xie Jia saw the flickering light in the pupils under the black mask over there.

The longer the delay, the better for Lu Xun.

"Get out of here!"

No matter what Xie Jia said, he is also a strong man of the sea tribe with a small achievement in the eight realms. He has been fighting with Mingzhe all these years, but he has never tried Mingzhe's eighth grade sting poison himself.

This moment is undoubtedly an opportunity. The reason why Xie Jia didn't ask for the antidote immediately was because he wanted to see how powerful the eighth-grade sting poison was.

Anyway, if the time comes, if you can't bear it, you can ask for the antidote. Under such circumstances, I don't dare not give it to Mingming, after all, they are fighting side by side now.

Now that he has no worries, Xie Jia also wants to see how strong his ability to handle drugs is?
If he can force out the poison with his own strength, it will be regarded as a loss of face.

boom!
The berserk power was gathered on his right arm by Xie Jia, and then forced the power to the palm of his right hand.

He yelled loudly, these forces condensed a little, and wanted to drive out the eighth-grade sting poison.

At this moment, not only was there a faint smile on Lu Xun's face under the mask, but also a sneer on Ming Ting's face over there.

Because of his self-confidence, it is impossible for Xie Jia, who is in the same situation and at the same stage, to expel the eighth-grade sting poison.

The facts were not as Mingzhe expected, even if Xie Jia tried his best to expel the poison, the black mist on the back of his right hand did not decrease at all.

Instead, as time went by, it began to spread to his right wrist.

"Damn it, I'm underestimating Mingzhe!"

At this time, no matter how unwilling Xie Jia was, he had to admit that the eighth-grade sting poison was not easily resolved by himself, at least it was impossible to resolve it in such a short period of time.

Sensing that the poison was still spreading, his own strength could only slow down the speed of the spread, so Xie Jia stopped doing those useless efforts and turned his attention directly to Mingzhe.

"Mingzhe, the antidote!"

Xie Jia was neither humble nor overbearing, which made Mingzhe a little uncomfortable. While he was determined not to give the antidote, he felt a sharp gaze projected towards him.

The owner of that gaze is naturally Xuan Gu, the owner of Dragon Bone Island.

Under such circumstances, he can't let outsiders see the joke, and his two subordinates can't engage in internal strife at this time.

What's more, there is Fang Que, the genius of the eight realms of the sea dragon family, who is watching. If Xie Jia and Mingzhe really have a conflict, doesn't it mean that he lacks the ability to control people?

"Give you!"

Being stared at by Xuan Gu's sharp eyes, Mingzhe felt a little depressed, after all, he reluctantly stretched out his hand to touch his wrist, and then a black jade bottle flew towards Xie Jia.

Since Lu Xun was restrained by the golden beam of the holy whale family, he naturally couldn't spare to make trouble at this time.

And even if he had that chance, he would not make a move, after all, some things were already under his control.

Seeing Mingzhe throw out the black jade bottle, Xie Jia finally heaved a sigh of relief.

At this time, he felt that with his own strength, he could no longer control the raging of those eight-grade sting poisons.

If he delays for a while, and waits for the poisonous gas to spread over his shoulders, then even if he takes the antidote, his cultivation will be greatly reduced.

If there is no warning from Xuangu, Mingzhe really thought so.

Because in that way, it would be impossible for Xie Jia to drink with him again in the future, and he would also become the second in command of Dragon Bone Island in the true sense.

It's a pity that Xuangu is very concerned about the combat power of this little master of the eight realms, and it can be used to check and balance Mingzhe.

Under the eyes of many sea clansmen, Xie Jia opened the jade bottle without any hesitation, and poured what was also like a black liquid into his mouth, regardless of whether it was disgusting or not.

Whether it was Mingzhe, Jinjia, or the sea people who were watching, they all believed that after taking the antidote, Jinjia would be able to recover in the next moment, and it would not affect the combat effectiveness in the slightest.

"Ok?"

However, after a while, Xie Jia's complexion became extremely gloomy again, and the Hai Clan onlookers also found some clues, including Mingzhe, who were somewhat incomprehensible.

Because after taking the antidote for several breaths, the black mist on the back of Xie Jia's right hand not only did not disappear slowly, but even showed signs of continuing to spread.

At the same time, Xie Jia's angry gaze instantly turned to Mingzhe, and also attracted the eyes of all the Haizu who were watching, with a playful look in his eyes.

"Mingzhe, what do you mean?"

Xie Jia suppressed the anger that was about to erupt in his heart, and when he yelled out the anger in his mouth, almost all the sea people subconsciously guessed the truth.

That means the antidote given by Mingzhe is fake.

In fact, many sea people in this sea area, especially those on Dragon Bone Island, know that Mingzhe and Xie Jia have private conflicts, and the conflicts are not small.

If it weren't for the suppression of the island owner Xuan Gu, maybe those two would have fought for power and profit.

Now is undoubtedly a good opportunity for Mingzhe to get rid of Xie Jia. Under such circumstances, it is not incomprehensible to come up with a fake antidote.

Even if Xuangu finally speaks and Mingzhe gives the real antidote, it is also a happy thing for Mingzhe to let Xie Jia be ravaged by the poison for a while and suppress the opponent's combat power.

But the conscience of heaven and earth, Mingzhe at this moment is really wronged.

What he gave just now was indeed the antidote to the eighth grade sting poison, but he couldn't understand why the antidote had no effect?
"I...I didn't..."

Especially when Mingzhe felt a few angry eyes projected towards him again, he almost burst into tears, but such an explanation is undoubtedly very weak.

The black mist breath on the back of Xie Jia's hand is indeed Mingzhe's eighth-grade sting poison. There is no doubt about it. If this is the case, then he must have the right antidote.

But now, Xie Jia, who took the antidote, not only failed to dissolve the poison, but the black mist was still spreading, and even the speed of spreading was faintly showing signs of speeding up.

This can only explain one problem, that is, the antidote given by Mingzhe is fake. If it is a real antidote, the current situation will never happen.

"Mingzhe, what time is it, why are you making trouble?"

Xuan Gu's anger is really no small matter, you two guys usually make a fuss behind closed doors, even if you beat your brains out, it's no big deal.

But now, under the watchful eyes of so many sea people and His Royal Highness Fang Que, won't you lose face to me, the owner of Dragon Bone Island, by doing this?
(End of this chapter)