son-in-law of blood

Chapter 201 Inescapable battle!
The clear and clear voice attracted the attention of most people in the square, and Wilson, who was dressed up, walked over with strides.

"What's your business?"

Hawthorne sighed softly in his heart, is it still unavoidable?
Knowing Xi Lun's true identity, he was really afraid that Xi Lun, a bastard, would accidentally destroy the good seedlings in his family.

Enemies should be resolved rather than knotted, and he didn't want the future rookie of the blood clan to have a big conflict with Xillen.

"Go back to the Third Supreme Elder!"

Wilson bowed to Hawthorne, speaking in a calm tone:

"Did the elders forget a procedure? Not long ago, at the blood clan meeting, when discussing the eldest princess's coming-of-age ceremony, didn't the elders all agree to add a martial arts session?"

Hawthorn made a last ditch effort:

"There is such a process, but after I went back, I thought about it carefully. Swords and guns have no eyes, and accidents are prone to happen during the martial arts performance, which hurts the peace. I think it's better to forget it! Elders, what do you think?"

Sternly looking at the elders present, Hawthorne's words were threatening!

The corners of Wilson's eyes twitched, and he said in a deep voice:
"My lord, performing martial arts is an important means to test the cultivation abilities of the younger generation of our blood race. As for things like swords and guns that have no eyes and hurt harmony, there are so many great talents guarding the scene. Could it be that the fights among the younger generations Will there be any accidents? What's more, changing things that have already been decided without any reason, wouldn't it be a joke for outsiders!"

Wilson bit the word "outsider", and the meaning was self-explanatory.

Hawthorne snorted coldly, this Wilson is shameless!

Forget it, he has already done what he should do, so let him ask for blessings!

"Okay, then you can do whatever you want!"

After Hawthorn finished speaking, he coldly put away his sleeve robe, closed his eyes and began to meditate.

A few traces of joy flashed across Wilson's face, he settled down, and turned to look at Helen:

"I heard that there are envoys from the Steway Empire. I wonder if I can come out and see them?"

The friendly attitude made people think that it wasn't the two of them who had just clashed at the gate of Twilight City.

Hellen turned back and patted Hepburn's jade hand, suddenly thought of a famous line from his previous life, and joked:

"Ma'am, don't panic, I will come whenever I go!"

Xiron came out more and more, and walked to the opposite side of Wilson with steady steps!

"I am the envoy of the Blood Race from the Stevey Empire this time. What advice do you have?" Helen said frankly.

Wilson's eyes were gloomy, and there were a few cruel smiles on the corners of his mouth:
"I heard that the Stewie Empire is tough and aggressive, and martial arts are popular. Just taking advantage of the great day of our Highness's coming-of-age ceremony today, let me appreciate your Excellency's methods!"

Helen nodded slowly:

"Understood, do you want to discuss with me?"

Wilson's tone was sharp:
"It's not a duel, it's a duel!"

As soon as the words fell, a white glove flew towards Helen.

"According to the rules of your humans, let's have an upright duel!"

After hearing Conlaly announce in public that he would marry Hepburn to Hearon, Wilson's reason has been completely burned to ashes by raging jealousy.

He can't control so much anymore, he only has one goal in mind at this moment:
That is to trample this bastard under his feet, beat him to his knees and beg for mercy, and never turn over!

Hellen took the gloves, without any abnormality on his face, and said indifferently:
"as you wish!"

boom!
Two shocking trends surged into the sky, and the attention of everyone in the arena was completely focused on these two people. A battle between dragons and tigers was imminent!
An old man in gray robe stepped out from the rostrum, looked at the two people who were ready to go, sighed softly from the bottom of his heart, and drank:
"Please stop at two o'clock, and don't hurt your peace!"

No one responded, and the old man in gray robe knew that his persuasion was just wishful thinking. He shook his head, waved his hand, and a huge arena slowly rose from under the square!

Hellen's mind moved, and he glanced at Wilson who was not far away. The latter snorted softly, raised his breath and jumped towards the ring.

Xieren raised his brows, secretly exerted force under his feet, and took advantage of the counter-shock to land on the ring like a cannonball.

Seeing that the two had finished taking their seats, the old man in gray robe shouted:
"Get ready, both of you, the duel will officially start in 30 seconds!"

The sleeves trembled, and a transparent light curtain enveloped the entire arena in an instant.

"Who do you think will win?"

"Of course it's Brother Wilson. Hmph, this human kid is too arrogant. I don't know what ecstasy soup he poured into His Majesty, but he can actually persuade His Majesty to betroth His Highness the Princess to him!"

Many people were still immersed in the shock of the fact that Hepburn was going to marry Hellen, and their speeches revealed their surprise and displeasure at His Majesty's decision just now.

"Do you still need to ask such a simple question? Brother Wilson has long been a strong man at the peak of the sixth level. This kid has just reached the fifth level at best. Besides, there is no way that a small human being can compete with our vampire's martial arts. Confrontation? The result of the duel will not have any suspense, it depends on how Brother Wilson fixes him!"

"That's right, it's just such a dozen, Brother Wilson may not be able to get away with the crime of destroying the relationship between the two clans!"

"Why panic, with Elder Murphy here, at best, he will be locked up for a few days. Besides, this is a duel he agreed to. If he loses, he can only blame himself for his inferior skills!"

There were already heated discussions in the auditorium.

It's no surprise that almost no one is optimistic about this human man who has just broken through the fifth level.

On the rostrum, several elders also started discussing, but their views were somewhat different from those of the audience.

"Elder Murphy, are you talking about the chances of your juniors winning?"

A kind old man asked with a smile on his face.

Elder Murphy replied:
"The number of five is five!"

Hearing this statement, which was different from most of the people in the audience, the old man had no abnormal expression on his face, and said in a deep voice:
"It seems that you have seen it too?"

Murphy's eyes were a little saddened. He had never had the chance to see Helen with his own eyes. After taking a closer look, he finally understood why His Majesty wanted to marry the Eldest Princess to this human being.

Not to mention the Hell Poet, a profession where few people have been able to successfully take up a job and cultivate above the silver rank for thousands of years. After Elder Murphy's careful observation, he has already felt that this man contains more than one kind that makes his soul tremble. breath.

One is Longwei, and the other is he doesn't know what kind of aura it is!

Possessing Longwei and another kind of mysterious power, he is a hell poet with extremely harsh conditions. This man really has the capital to be proud of!
"Yeah, this young man is really lucky. He was able to get the assistance of the giant dragon clan. It seems that your kid will suffer a big loss this time!"

Another elder said, the gloating contained in the tone can be heard by anyone.

With a cold snort, Elder Murphy didn't speak again.

Sitting next to Conrali were the three elders who were usually ignorant. It stands to reason that a battle of this level would be nothing more than a child's play for them.

However, the three of them were also concentrating on the ring below.

"Even if he hasn't fully awakened, even if he doesn't know anything yet, he should be able to see some clues from his every move!"

Conraly said in a low voice.

Hawthorne nodded, and before he could speak, he was stunned by the sudden breath!
(End of this chapter)