Swallowing the Emperor

Chapter 498
Ever since the news of Mo Lin's killing of Huyanlu came out, the major tribes of the northern barbarians regarded him as a god.

Every day, hundreds of people gather in front of the Heavenly King Palace in Piaoxue City, wanting to see Mo Lin's honor.

But Mo Lin couldn't practice in seclusion, and very few people actually saw him, especially those from the Nine Great Barbarian Kings, who were extremely unfamiliar with Mo Lin.

Folk rumors spread falsely. In order to set off Mo Lin's bravery and ferocity, the portraits and legends about him have long been completely out of touch with the truth after being deliberately exaggerated. Therefore, except for the people around Mo Lin, no one knows him, even walking on the street. No one would associate the number one expert in the kingdom of heaven who killed Huyanlu with Mo Lin.

Until today, when Mo Lin declared his name, the onlookers in the arena realized that he was Mo Lin.

The first warrior who moved the kingdom of heaven.

Legends are always legends. Although the real image is completely inconsistent with the rumors, Mo Lin is a master of martial arts after all, and the aura naturally exuded by the martial arts powerhouse cannot deceive people, although Ye Tunjing's kingly aura has already made people dare not look at it , but the aura emanating from Molin's body was even more dazzling, covering up the light of everyone around him.

That is a kind of self-confidence that overlooks the world.

It is a kind of arrogance of self-importance.

It is a kind of domineering contempt for all beings.

The so-called honor of the emperor is nothing more than that.

The Greedy Wolf Barbarian King is not blind, let alone a fool.

Although Mo Lin's image is far from the one in the legend, the aura of a strong Martial King cannot be fooled.

A bloodthirsty light flashed in the gloomy eyes, and the greedy wolf barbarian king sneered, "You are Mo Lin? Very good, I heard that you killed King Huyan two years ago, but this barbarian king never believed it. The number one master, how could he die in the hands of a baby with no hair? Today, in front of the barbarian kings, the barbarian king wants to test it himself to see what shameful means the Yelu family used to kill King Huyan , I am a greedy wolf, and I will never serve a family that only plays tricks! Mo Lin, how dare you fight this king!"

This is a blatant provocation. The northern barbarian's good at fighting and ruthless nature is fully reflected in the greedy wolf barbarian king.

The eyes of tens of thousands of people focused on Mo Lin.

Some of these gazes were skeptical, some gloated, but more of them were fanatical expectations.

Mo Lin slowly stood up from the chair, feeling the enthusiasm in tens of thousands of eyes, and the light in the eyes gradually became hotter.

"Master, Lei Huo is willing to fight." Lei Huo stepped forward, wanting to teach the Greedy Wolf King a lesson on behalf of Mo Lin.

Mo Lin shook his head. If it was any other time, he wouldn't do it in front of so many people.

But today is different, he has to show his prestige, only when the nine barbarian kings are completely subdued, will they be willing to work hard for themselves and be obedient.

"He is looking for me. After today, I allow you to challenge the Nine Great Barbarian Kings and deal with their masters one by one."

"Thank you, master."

Lei Huo's indifferent face showed a rare look of joy.

Lei Huo is now at the peak of the third level Martial King, only one step away from the fourth level. His promotion method is very simple, that is, killing and fighting.

But there are too few people in Piaoxuecheng who are qualified to be his opponents, so when Mo Lin sent him to communicate with the Huangquan Barbarian King and wanted to accompany Lu Qilin in a scene but was rejected, Lei Huo seized the opportunity to take the Huangquan Barbarian King with him. The master hanged it again.

Since then, he has thought about the other barbarian kings, but Molin has never let him make a move. The past two years have suffocated him. Now that Molin said that, why would he be unhappy?

Mo Lin's body was windless and automatic, flying lightly into the air, and slowly landed in the middle of the arena amidst the shouts of the surrounding earth shaking.

Seeing Mo Lin's challenge, the Greedy Wolf Barbarian King laughed grimly, and jumped up from the 50-meter-high stand, landing on the opposite side of Mo Lin.

"Grand Duke Greedy Wolf, your territory is located in the northwest of the desert. There are over a thousand tribes under you, and millions of people. Among them, there are 20 direct descendants of nobles. Am I right?" Mo Lin looked a head taller than himself. The Greedy Wolf Barbarian King suddenly spoke.

The Greedy Wolf Barbarian King proudly said: "You have inquired in detail enough, my werewolf tribe has 20 warriors, and each of them is a fighter who can fight against a hundred. In terms of mobile combat, there is no cavalry in the kingdom of heaven that can match the wolf cavalry of my tribe." Bi! Why are you asking this? Are you scared?"

This is not an exaggeration. The wolf cavalry is indeed the most mobile light cavalry in the northern barbarians. In terms of speed, no tribe can compare.

Mo Lin said lightly: "You think too much. I said this to tell you that since you proposed the challenge, the rules should be decided by me. The winners of the previous gladiatorial fights will have rewards. We It's not good to just fight like this, it's so boring, right?"

A bloodthirsty and cold light flashed in the eyes of the Greedy Wolf Barbarian King, "What do you want to say?"

Mo Lin said: "It's very simple. Let's make a bet. If you can persist in three moves undefeated under my command, the remaining 900 top-grade spiritual weapons on the stage will be yours. Listen clearly, they all belong to you."

"What? Three moves!"

"I heard that right, this Mo Lin is too crazy."

"It's unbelievable to bet on thousands of spiritual weapons."

"Yes, those are all high-grade spirit weapons!"

"Three moves!"

As soon as Mo Lin finished speaking, there were screams from all around. Nearly a thousand high-grade spiritual weapons were placed there. Who wouldn't be jealous?Unexpectedly, Mo Lin actually made a bet on this big battle by closing his mouth.The most unbelievable thing is that he actually bet that the greedy wolf barbarian king couldn't catch his three moves!
"Mo Lin, are you too crazy?" The Greedy Wolf Barbarian King was stunned, thinking he had heard it wrong, "Three tricks, who do you think you are? Martial Emperor!"

Mo Lin said lightly: "Why are you talking so much nonsense? To bet, or not to bet?"

"bet!"

Anyone who doesn't gamble is a fool. Isn't this obviously taking advantage of yourself?

Mo Lin said again: "Since it's a bet, it's natural that there must be exchanges. If you lose, I will draw 20 of the [-] wolf riders in your clan to serve me. This request is not too much, right?"

The greedy wolf savage king's pupils shrank sharply, and only then did he understand why Mo Lin mentioned the 20 wolf riders just now.

"Okay, deal!"

Now, let alone 20, even [-] bets, the Greedy Wolf Barbarian King will not object, he does not believe that with the strength of his third-level Martial King, he can't even resist Mo Lin's three moves.

"Okay, then be careful, now I'm going to make the first move."

The corner of Mo Lin's mouth curled up into an evil smile. While speaking, he backed up and backed out a full 100 meters before stopping. Then he slowly raised his right hand, clenched his fist, and began to charge forward at a faster and faster speed. With the momentum brought by the running, he slammed down on the chest of the Greedy Wolf Barbarian King.

(End of this chapter)