The Emperor's Life of a Wretched Man

### He didn't mean to hurt Ayala, his figure gradually became empty, and then Ayala, who had fainted and passed out, appeared on the battlefield.

With his feet on the ground, Tiger Sage's soldiers threw Ayala on the ground, turned around, and immediately began to meditate cross-legged to recover his power.

Now the audience on both sides forgot to applaud, and just stood there stupidly, trembling all over, subverting, the legendary realm of longing appeared, and then subverted their ideas, always thought it was a myth, but...

The Western Shinto Association has lost two games in a row. If it loses again, then this East-West duel will end with the defeat of the Western Shinto Association.

Costa ordered someone to carry Ayala back, and his expression began to change. It has to be said that he underestimated Dongfang Wulin.

At the beginning, Ramos was put on the field and was easily won, but when he sent Ayala, the second best player on his side, he was still defeated.

But even though his side lost, the Eastern Martial Arts did not kill anyone. This gave Costa a new understanding of Chinese masters, and he respected them a little more. amazing.

Ayala's defeat made the other nine paladins who were going to fight bow their heads. How could Ayala be like a god in the west? He was defeated, so who else could fight.

Costa sighed secretly in his heart, he had never planned to fight before, and he could be regarded as the leader of the paladins of the Western Temple, the number one expert under the Pope, and it seemed that he was the only one who made the move himself.

After thinking about this, Costa stepped into the arena, cupped his hands and said to Shi Kuan who was sitting there leisurely eating hot pot:

"Mr. Shi Kuan, the east is indeed the legendary place where dragons are hidden and tigers crouch. I have learned the lesson. Although we have lost two games, the outcome is still undecided. I think I will do the rest of the game by myself. Please send someone up... ..."

"Hmm! It's been a long time since I've had such an authentic hot pot, Mr. Costa, I think you must have misunderstood my Shi family's business in Europe with Shinto.

I don't think it's better for us to sit down and eat hot pot together, talk about life, let's forget about the fight between the two parties!And I, Shi Kuan, am not a narrow-minded person.

As long as your Western Shinto Association doesn't disturb my Shi family's business in Europe, I can promise to make some charitable donations to the Western Shinto Association every year. What do you think? "

"Mr. Shi Kuan, in your Huaxia language, it is called 'opening the bow without turning back', since we have reached this point, we can't turn back, let's finish this fight!

Our Western Shinto Association represents the will of the Lord. If we lose, it is also the Lord’s arrangement. We will definitely keep our word. Let’s send someone up. We haven’t lost yet, and the paladins will fight for honor..." Costa said .

After hearing Costa's words, Shi Kuan turned his head to look at Solo. At this time, Solo was still smiling under the protection of the blue ban, as if he was asleep.

With a wry smile on Shi Kuan's face, he looked at Zhao Xiaohua again, and Zhao Xiaohua's eyes were blurred at this time, as if he had something to gain.

"Zhi Ming, get off the field, fight if you can, and come back if you can't fight, don't work hard..." At this time, Longsheng Mengzhang said.

"it is good……"

Wu Sheng Zhiming promised and walked towards the field. Wu Sheng's movements were extremely slow, like a step of an old man in his dying years.

The walking speed is like a snail crawling, and it took more than ten minutes to walk to the venue step by step.

Costa was not in a hurry to make a move, he looked Wu Sheng up and down, but the look in his eyes became more and more serious.

He saluted Wu Sheng with his right hand on his chest, and Wu Sheng also slowly bowed his hands to return the salute, and then stood there motionless with his eyes closed.

Costa seemed to be very afraid of Wu Sheng, he reached out and held the giant sword behind his back in his hand, moved his feet slightly, and walked slowly around Wu Sheng, as if he was looking for an attack point...

Solo gave the impression that he was sleeping very soundly. Shi Kuan turned his head to look at it from time to time. Although he didn't understand what Solo was doing with his sloppy face, he saw that Longsheng Mengzhang, Baixue and Tang Ling were always nervous. He stood by Solo's side carefully, and knew that Solo was not sleeping.

Solo slept for four days. When he woke up on the fourth morning, the changes on the court frightened Solo. Get up and look up to the sky.

And the twelve priests of the Wu clan protected him in four directions. The tiger sage and the bird sage Lingguang were sitting on the side to heal the pale martial sage Zhiming. The breath is very weak.

Solo looked up to the sky. At this time, there was turbulence in the sky, and Costa was fighting with a green dragon.

The green dragon was more than one foot long, dripping with blood, and his breath was extremely unstable. It seemed that he was seriously injured, but he still insisted on fighting Costa without fear of death.

At this time, Costa was not much better, his face was frighteningly pale, the knight robe on his body was tattered, and the color was hung on his body, and the blood was slowly flowing from the corner of his mouth.

However, from the perspective of the scene, Costa's combat power is far stronger than that of the green dragon, and the defeat of the green dragon is only a matter of time.

Don't think about it, Qinglong must be the dragon sage Mengzhang, because in China, the only ones that can be transformed into the four holy beasts are the exercises of the four sages, and there is no other family.

Solo stood up, raised his head, the forbidden blue light mask around his body slowly disappeared, raised his hand, took two red pills in his hand, and walked towards Wu Sheng.

It wasn't until this time that everyone realized that Solo had woken up, and the twelve priests of the witch clan stepped aside to make way for Solo.

Solo went directly to Wu Sheng's side, told Bird Sheng and Tiger Sheng to stop healing Wu Sheng, and then put a red pill into Wu Sheng's mouth:

"Within one hour of taking the medicine, your meridians will be unblocked and the blood in your body will melt away."

After Solo finished speaking, he stepped into the arena and looked up at Costa and Qinglong who were fighting in the sky: "You two, you can stop fighting. We admit defeat in this round. Ah Da, come back and rest..."

At this time, the green dragon incarnated by the dragon sage Mengzhang began to fade away, and the defeat was only in an instant, and Costa was also desperately trying to win the game.

Now that he heard Solo's voice for nine days, Costa hesitated and stopped. After all, Solo's men did not hurt the Templars in the previous two games.

Long Sheng Mengzhang has been fighting with Costa for more than a day and a night, and at this time it has almost reached the point where the fuel is exhausted.

Seeing that Solo finally stopped the match, Long Sheng immediately moved back to his human form, but because of the excessive consumption of his energy, his eyes went dark and he fell straight down from the air.

Solo stood still in the arena, but the bird sage's mausoleum had already flew high, hugging Longsheng in his arms and falling to Solo's side, Solo raised his hand and put the pill in his hand into Longsheng's body. Mouth: "Take him down to rest..."

"Okay..." Que Sheng agreed and turned back.