The mad son-in-law of the city, God of War

Chapter 144 I think I think too highly of myself!

Zen Master Zhuanlun stood on the ring with his head held high, his expression arrogant and defiant!
The Great Protector knelt at his feet. Although his whole body was trembling with anger, he couldn't refute and felt extremely humiliated.

But at this time, the followers of the ten or so lamas from the Brahma Kingdom shouted: "The great Zen master is mighty, the great Zen master sweeps the world, and is invincible!"

"Congratulations to the Great Zen Master for winning the banner. In today's battle, the great Zen Master's prestige swept across the southern border. Next is the western border, the eastern border and the northern border. Finally, Xuanyuan Kingdom will be crowned!"

"The great Zen master has boundless mana, and he will definitely dominate Xuanyuan Kingdom!"

After hearing this, Zen Master Zhuanlun grinned wildly and laughed wildly, his face was full of complacency.

All the people in the southern border were trembling with anger at this moment, gnashing their teeth one by one, but they were all powerless to refute.

Seeing this, Ye Feng focused his eyes, thinking that it was probably time for him to make a move.

However, at this moment, the second protector suddenly stood up and snorted loudly: "The great Zen master of your country is indeed powerful, and the generation of arhats is indeed very powerful. I lost to you in the southern border, so naturally I have nothing to say Yes, but only..."

The Great Zen Master Zhuanlun suddenly turned his head, stared at the second protector on the high platform, and said coldly, "What do you want to say?"

The second protector said in a deep voice: "What this protector wants to explain is that the four of us grew up together, and what we are really good at is the combined attack of four people. If we split up and fight alone, our skill will be greatly reduced."

The great Zen master sneered, "So, what do you want to express, Your Excellency?"

The second protector continued: "What this protector wants to express is that it is not a big deal for the Great Zen Master to win against our elder brother. After all, we are not good at fighting alone. If we can win the four of our brothers, then That counts!"

This is a bit shameless. This guy was not convinced after losing, and wanted to beat one of the four. However, most of the people present were from the southern border, so everyone was sensible and didn't point it out.

It’s just that these lamas in the Brahma Kingdom were not happy, and they snorted coldly one by one: “I’m not convinced when I lose, and I still want to fight four. It’s hard for you to be so shameless in the southern border and even in Xuanyuan Kingdom. Shengduo, is this a fair match?"

The second protector said with a sneer: "The four of us are just the servants of the old Nanwang in our lives, just a mere servant, which can't represent the whole southern region at all, but the great Zen master of your country, who was the same generation as the old Nanwang ten years ago. The character, now that the old Nan Wang has passed away, but he wants to compete with us mere servants by name, doesn't this mean that victory is invincible?"

These old guys don't say what kind of Dharma king they are now, they directly demeaned their status and said they are domestic servants. In front of the enemy of other countries, although these four guardians are hateful, they have not forgotten their own country. Discredit the southern border.

The great Zen master snorted, obviously a little displeased.

At this time, the third protector stood up abruptly and said: "That's right, what the second senior brother said is right. Firstly, the four of us are good at summing up, and not good at fighting alone. Secondly, the four of us are a team Domestic servant, even if the great Zen master wins, if the news gets out, it will be glorious."

The four protectors also stood up and said: "At that time, other countries will only say that Zen Master Zhunlun of the Brahma Kingdom was defeated by the old Nan Wang in the past, so that he became angry from embarrassment and only bullied and suppressed the old Nan Wang's servants. What a hero!"

It has to be said that these four protectors are sharp-tongued people, Ye Feng couldn't help shaking his head secretly when he heard this, he felt it was funny, and he wasn't in a hurry to make a move at this moment.

Zen Master Zhuanlun was so angry that he gritted his teeth and said, "Then tell me, how can you be convinced?"

The second protector said: "We four brothers are good at summing up. If you can win the four of us at the same time, then we will have nothing to say."

Ye Feng frowned when he heard this, and almost couldn't help but want to come forward, because he knew that even if the four of them joined forces to attack together, they would definitely not be the opponent of Zen Master Zhunlun, all under King Wu were ants, not human More will do the trick!
Just thinking about it, he held back again, since these four guys are asking for trouble, then let them do it.

The lamas outside the arena shouted one after another: "Four people teamed up to fight against our great Zen master. If you want to win so much with less, even if you win, it would be a bit ineffective. You Xuanyuan country, are you all so shameless? people?"

The great Chan Master Zhuanlun interrupted them suddenly with a wave of his hand, then turned to the four protectors and said word by word: "It's not impossible for four to deal with this Zen Master, but this Zen Master has one condition." !"

At this time, the Great Guardian had already stood up. Although he was injured, the injury did not seem to be too serious. He said in a deep voice, "I wonder what the Great Zen Master's condition is?"

The great Zen master snorted: "You four join forces, if you lose this battle, I want something from the southern border of yours. I want the Qingtian Liuli Sword, the old Southern King's personal sword. If you remember correctly, this sword will hang up right now Is it in the lobby of the Military Intelligence Hall in your southern base camp?"

Ye Feng stared again when he heard this, he couldn't have imagined that this big lama vulgar knew so much about the southern border, he even knew where the old Southern King's sword was hung.

From this point of view, spies from the Brahma Kingdom might have infiltrated the southern base camp. Furthermore, the Brahma Kingdom's plan is huge!
The four protectors looked at each other, unable to make up their minds for a while. After all, it was the old Nanwang's sword. This sword itself was already impressive, and it was a rare treasure. with its former owner.

If even this sword is lost to the opponent, then the southern border will really be ashamed and ashamed in the future!

The matter was so important that the four guardians were unwilling to take the blame, so they turned to look at the Southern King Duguming on the stage.

Dugu Ming also felt dizzy for a while. After a good martial arts competition, it turned out to be so troublesome. For a while, he didn't know how to respond, so he had no choice but to turn his head and look at Ye Feng who was at the side.

Seeing this, Ye Feng sighed slightly, then turned his head away, and whispered a few words to Du Guming.

The Great Zen Master Zhuanlun had been looking at the stage. Seeing this scene, he frowned, and looked at Ye Feng meaningfully, but he saw that Ye Feng was just a young man with a broken leg in a wheelchair, so he also I didn't take it too seriously.

Duguming stood up slowly, then scanned the entire school grounds, and said loudly: "Old Nan Wang used to carry a sword with him, it is no small matter, it is not only a treasure, but also a spiritual symbol of the old Nan Wang, so easily Can't take it out!"

Speaking of this, Duguming changed the subject, and then said: "However, since the great Zen master of your country insists on taking this glazed sword as a bet, then for the sake of fairness and justice, the great Zen master should also take out something to make it Equal bets, right?"

Zen Master Zhuanlun frowned, pondered for a moment, and then said in a cold voice: "Nan Wang's words are justified, and it is a fair period. If Zen Master Ben loses this battle, Zen Master Ben will cut off his own arm, and he will never enter Xuanyuan Kingdom again in this life." How about half a step?"

Duguming was about to agree, but Ye Feng suddenly said with a sneer: "Not enough, just want to exchange one arm for Old Nanwang's Qingguang Liuli Sword, that's too high on myself."

Zen Master Zhuanlun stared directly at Ye Feng, gritted his teeth and said: "Well, one arm and one leg, this must be worth the glazed sword, right? But, even so, you really think you can win this battle!" Zen master?"

"Whether you win or not, you won't know until you compete!" Dugu Ming snorted, then walked back and sat down on the chair on the high platform.

Anyway, he has already said what he should say, and as for the final result, he doesn't care anymore, let alone he doesn't have the ability to care.

It's just that Duguming hesitated in his heart, originally he planned to refuse, after all, the old Southern King's Qingguang Liuli sword could not be lost, but the Northern King persuaded him to agree, so he had no choice but to follow suit.

At this moment, a thought suddenly came to Lonely Ming's mind, he felt that he hadn't seen through this young Northern King yet!

"Okay, since that's the case, let's go, the four of you, but what I can tell you is that the Zen master is going to fix the blue glazed glass sword!"

Zen Master Zhuanlun laughed loudly. At this moment, his whole body revealed a violent aura, which belonged to King Wu!
(End of this chapter)