I, the Prince of Qin

　　Kama looked at Aika with envy and hatred.

　　Mo Zhe looked at the two of them and felt that there were still a little less people.

　　I contacted Ah Fang again, and after a while, a little guy appeared from the vortex of time and space, tore Ai Ge apart, and slammed into Mo Zhe.

　　"Aaaaaaa!"

　　"You're young, don't keep your mouth shut all day long to give birth to a child!"

　　Mo Zhe could already fully understand Tiamat's language, and immediately slammed a chestnut on little Tiamat's head.

　　Tiamat, who had just arrived, held his head and squatted in defense, and out of the corner of his eyes, Aige and Aige met.

　　The two met in Fuyuki, the last BEAST battle.

　　They passed by in a hurry and didn't pay much attention to each other.

　　Now appearing beside Mo Zhe at the same time, for a moment, as if there was a scorching electric light, blasting at the place where the two eyes met.

　　Mo Zhe didn't notice the open and secret fights between the women at all. After counting the number of people, he informed the Knights of the Round Table that he could be ranked.

　　Because Mo Zhe didn't submit the list in advance, and in the spirit of respecting the guests, the Knights of the Round Table didn't set the rules too rigidly. They felt that they were ready.

　　Procedurally, it's not a regular game, and Mo Zhe's side is more casual.

　　But the Knights of the Round Table did not dare to be careless at all.

　　Because Mo Zhe was lazy, he didn't hand over the list of his team's players until the end, which also gave them huge uncertainty.

　　If you know your opponent in advance, you can at least arrange your troops properly and choose the right person to fight.

　　But now, I can only be dumbfounded.

　　In fact, even if they saw the list that Mo Zhe handed over, they were still dumbfounded.

　　"Sajo Love Song? Kama?" A name I haven't heard of... Sure enough, isn't it from this world?

　　In the preparation area of ​​the Knights of the Round Table, Lancelot frowned, doing the final analysis and scheduling.

　　There is only time left to say hello before the competition officially begins.

　　As the initiator of this competition, Lancelot was confident at first, but of course he was also a little uneasy at the same time.

　　It is disturbing that I will not be too self-assured.

　　But until now, The Lion King has expressed no objection.

　　Although he didn't participate, presumably the king was also watching the match in the temple of the sky.

　　She must also be full of curiosity and vigilance towards that person named Mo Zhe.

　　"Let us be the beacon of your way!" Lancelot silently gave a knightly salute in his heart.

　　But for some reason, a cold war suddenly started.

Chapter 235 Chapter [-]

　　"Mo Zhe, I heard that you Daqin will hold a court draft soon?"

　　"Why don't I know, who did you listen to? Don't think about it. The opponent is Tristan, in a sense, the mage nemesis. Can you do it? No, don't force it."

　　Aige was the first to play, but when it came time to play, she was still pestering Mo Zhe to ask questions.

　　Mo Zhe is also speechless. In his impression, Shatiao Aige is the kind of behind-the-scenes boss, hiding the boss, and a god-level sick person. How can he be a little clever ghost who thinks wildly all day long on his side?

　　Mo Zhe felt that Aige's image had collapsed, and Aige was actually very innocent.

　　From the very beginning, I was interested in Mo Zhe, until I got deeper and deeper, Aige actually always wanted to suppress all her feelings.

　　What are you tracking [-] hours a day without blind spots...

　　Whatever you want to do, I will crush it with absolute strength in advance, and then I will dedicate it to you as a proof of love regardless of whether it matches your heart or not...

　　Why leave your back to stab you...

　　Aige also wants to be crazy about love and dominate everything, but how...

　　At first, I wanted to know about Mo Zhe, so I secretly went to Daqin, but I was mistaken by A Fang as an intruder, and I almost lost my soul after being bombarded.

　　Later, I found that I was in front of Mo Zhe and could not dominate the situation at all, and could only passively cooperate with him.Not only that, if there is chaos, there may be unintended consequences.

　　Having such concerns is also the reason why she immediately distanced herself from the Slaughterhouse.

　　To put it simply, Aige also wanted to do things, but in fact, in front of Mo Zhe, he didn't have the courage.

　　You can only use the most unfamiliar means - acting like a spoiled child, and sticking to people, to strengthen the sense of existence.

　　"Don't worry, although I've restrained myself a lot recently, I'm just a Knight of the Round Table, huh..."

　　On Mo Zhe's side, Aige did not dare to do anything, and even had to be careful not to do anything.

　　But in the face of other people, it can only be said that the root princess is not what ordinary people can imagine.

　　"Lord Tristan—! Lord Tristan—!"

　　In the arena, the audience was already full. Although it was a temporary martial arts tournament, there was a Knight of the Round Table, and almost all the residents of Camelot City paid attention.

　　At the juncture of the collapse of human nature and the world will be destroyed, the Lion King is at the juncture of his final attempt. Although he has been selected into the city of Camelot and accepts the blessing of this glorious city, a deep sense of Anxiety and stress still exist in everyone's heart.

　　Due to the strict management of the city by the knights of the Lion King, most residents can only live cautiously and keep their anxiety in their hearts.

　　Only at this time can one justifiably give vent to oneself.

　　The lively and excited scene didn't last long. Tristan appeared in the center of the arena and raised his hand a little. Although there was some distance between them, everyone was very tacit and quieted down.

　　It's just that some female viewers felt a little dizzy and their heart beat faster after being electrocuted by this trivial action.

　　"I'm very happy today." Tristan said flatly, but his voice spread throughout the audience: "Let us welcome, the king's honorable guest. Let us use the manners of knights to ask the guest to teach skills to prove ourselves and forge friendship. ."

　　Tristan, who was born a poet, speaks in a more refined manner, with a special charm.

　　He was holding a bow in his hand, with no arrows on the bow, his slender hands mounted on the bowstrings, plucked the bowstrings, and matched the cadence of his speech, as if he were playing a musical instrument.

　　Another female audience was dizzy.

　　Surprisingly, some male viewers also fainted.

　　"Let's welcome my fellow guest of honor, my opponent today, the beautiful Miss Sajo Aika!"

　　Amidst the equal applause of the people in Camelot City, Aige slowly walked to the stage with her skirt on.

　　Looking at Tristan, and a group of giggling audience, although I was quite bored, but thinking of having a good expression in front of Mo Zhe, I became tenacious.

　　In a light green princess dress and elegant boots with flowers, Aige walked to the middle of the competition stage like an extremely cute doll.

　　There were bursts of exclamations from the audience.

　　"Okay, so cute!"

　　"It looks so slender, and she doesn't have a weapon! I'm a little doubtful, can such a delicate girl take up a weapon... This... how to fight this?"

　　"Is she really a rival to Lord Tristan? Not a cheerleader?"

　　"By the way, Lord Tristan said, this is just to welcome guests, an exchange game. Maybe it's just to play with that girl."

　　"It should be so, Lord Tristan is too gentle."

　　"As a knight, you should treat women gently. Rather, Lord Tristan is a role model among knights."

　　There was a lot of talk in the audience, and such a discussion would be impolite in the competition between the knights.

　　But Helpless Aige really didn't look like a knight, not even a warrior.

　　The princess dress that was inconvenient to move at all, the cute dress, and the posture without any weapons at all, made people feel that she had no will to fight at all.

　　Tristan is far more cautious than a superficial audience.

　　After all, he is a guest that the Lion King is afraid of, and that Mo Zhe's subordinate cannot be as simple as it seems.

　　Not wearing a weapon and wearing clothes that are inconvenient for activities, it can only show that she is not a warrior-type opponent.

　　magician?Like Lord Merlin?

　　Tristan put his hand on the bowstring discreetly, without slack.

　　Even if the game has not officially started, there will be no flaws and opportunities.

　　If you are a magician, unless you are like Merlin, you can instantly cast some strange magic that is hard to prevent without warning. Otherwise, your bowstring must be plucked faster than the opponent!

　　The silent wind blade, the curse of absolute hit, is also a long-range combat profession. Archers have a natural advantage in encounters with magicians!

　　The only thing to worry about is being careless, causing too much damage to the other party, angering the other party, and going against the wishes of the king.

　　Be merciful first, let's try it out...

　　Tristan made up his mind.

　　The signal came, and the battle began.

　　"I'm so sad that I might get hurt, such a beautiful lady as you." Tristan was showing mercy, and with a tentative attitude, he was fiddling with the strings lightly, causing another scream from the sidelines.

　　"Crack!" Aige suddenly slapped her fingers.

　　boom!With a bang, a huge black hole suddenly appeared on the left side of the competition venue!

　　Most of the venue was instantly swallowed up by the black hole. In the blink of an eye, there was only a huge circular pothole. The cut surface was extremely smooth, and glass crystals at high temperatures remained!

　　Tristan was just on the edge of the black hole, and was almost drawn into it, with no bones left!

　　His hands were still fiddling with the strings, like the sound of chanting poetry, still beside his mouth.

　　Sweat, but unknowingly, appeared on his forehead.

　　"Too much nonsense, can we officially start?" Aige blew her fingers.

Chapter 236 Chapter [-] I Think I Can Fight Back

　　Few people really heard Aige's impatient voice, but a complete silence instantly enveloped the entire arena.

　　The snap of Aige's fingers just now really only took a blink of an eye. There was no spell chant, no magic omens or fluctuations, or even any prior physical process.