The Strongest Animal Trainer In the Interstellar

How could a middle-aged man think that He Jiu had been prepared for second-hand.

The extremely sharp dagger also had chills attached to it.

Almost as soon as he appeared on the stage, he was pressed and beaten by this young child. If at first the middle-aged man still has some meaning of underestimating wine...

So at this moment, the middle-aged man was left with full attention except for his surprise.

He didn't leave any chance to fight back to his opponent. He Jiu fought melee with the middle-aged man with a dagger and gestured to the little green and black behind him.

The tacit understanding between He Jiu and Xiao Huang Xiaolu is even comparable to the strange beasts that some animal trainers have trained for decades.

So when even the middle-aged man didn’t react...

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

A string of screams suddenly resounded in my ears.

"Puff!"

He Jiu's dagger finally pierced the middle-aged man's shoulder.

The lip pencil sneered slightly, and He Jiu looked at the middle-aged man who had been bitten through by Xiaolu's arm and just stepped back.

He really didn't even have time to catch his breath, and he was immediately wrapped in the jade flood.

Where is He Jiu at this moment in the simplicity of a young man?

Standing in the middle of the arena even more gloomy and cold-blooded than the jade dragon, on the left hand is the desperate dragon beast imprisoned by the ice prison, and on the right is the middle-aged man tightly wrapped in the jade dragon.

Even the middle-aged man had lost before he could use his own abilities.

Until it was no longer obvious that He Jiu won, the audience still didn't understand why the Jade Jiao suddenly appeared behind the opponent, a fatal blow.

When the dead in this **** arena is already a matter of course.

When everyone believed that the middle-aged man was also forced to death...

"I'm back~ Little Green..."

He Jiu beckoned, and the Jade Jiao, who was relieved immediately, swam back to He Jiu.

And the pointed-tailed yellow wolf, who had been guarding the dragon beast, dragged its tail back to He Jiu under He Jiu's call.

The dying middle-aged man was still dizzy in his mind, until he was lifted off the court for a long time to return to his senses.

I always felt that I vaguely saw the red light like an evil ghost from behind the dark glasses of He Jiu.

But the red light seemed to be fleeting as if it were his own imagination.

He Jiu won another round.

After the more arrogant Jade Jiao and the pointed tail yellow wolf came off the field, many people couldn't help but make room for He Jiu.

No longer like the contempt and underestimation of He Jiu before.

Many people were shocked by the cruelty He Jiu deliberately disguised, and watched the **** middle-aged man lying aside.

Naturally, no one doubts He Jiu's cruelty, but only the person involved understands the facts.

In fact, the Jade Jiao could easily strangle a middle-aged man, but he did not accidentally "fail".

The middle-aged man was very grateful to He Jiu for not killing him.

On this arena, it's really commonplace to die at every turn.

After all, they are all professional battles, and everyone looks at the competition in actual combat.

Therefore, any reversal or accident in actual combat will not be counted as something beyond the bottom line of professional selection.

Back on his seat, He Jiu and Ye Qiling looked at each other with a smile and shook their heads helplessly at the same time.

"I can finally see why the master is called a master."

Ye Qiling chatted with He Jiu like a joke, and He Jiu nodded without a smile.

"As far as the master's ability is considered to be inexhaustible, I am afraid that there is hardly a second person in this world that can match him."

He Jiu and Ye Qiling you and I say a word, as if to lift Magic Delga to the sky.

In fact, it's the childish side of the master.

This time, even though Delgar had never been there to watch Hejiu's game, before the Hejiu game, Delgar had told He Jiuming about all the situations Hejiu might encounter.

And He Jiu has also experienced the influence of the preliminary rounds, and he has learned the problems pointed out by Fantasy Delga early on.

Now, He Jiu has won the game.

It was nothing more than listening to Lao Jianghu's guidance and suggestions, coupled with He Jiu's own adaptability.

The two masters and apprentices who got together should brave the water, except when they are not self-willed, they are still very active at other times.

He Jiu finally took a small step forward with the tense response all the time.

And those good players who finally started to count He Jiu on the list of opponents, as Fantawild Delgar guessed, He Jiu positioned He Jiu in a position that was not inferior.

He Jiu certainly understands Delgar's purpose for letting him suddenly reveal the landscape. After all, neither he nor Delgar's goal is to return with a professional animal trainer's primary certificate.

Compared to this little bit of profit in front of me, it is the purpose of the wine to be famous in the first battle and to be full of people.

As for the long and dangerous road, how can He Jiu be retracted and put freely?

It has become a more important subject.

Fantawild Delga, who seemed not worried about He Jiu's game, sat in his own beast training platform, but turned around with a sad face.

I was always worried that He Jiu would encounter difficult thorns as soon as he was unlucky, or He Jiu was still too soft-hearted.

Due to his own identity, He Jiu might cause some unnecessary jealous obstacles to He Jiu, and Magic Delgar could not accompany He Jiu, so he was absolutely anxious and afraid in his heart.

And the few National Treasure-level monsters that got together looked at the appearance of Phantom Delgar, and couldn't help whispering...

[Probably being annoyed by that little apprentice again? The old guy just can't stand the anger... I think he might as well catch that stinky kid and beat him up. The mood that affects us all day long...]

[Aying, you are still talking coldly...If that kid is really beaten, what should I do if we don't come to see us in the future? The only pulse source in the world that can comfort us on its own...]

[...Goo...That...I didn't mean it, didn't you let the old guy catch that stinky boy and beat him up. Then we can protect him... brush his favorability, maybe he can come a few more times...]

Thinking of how good the wine is, the phantom crystal sky eagle, whose temper suddenly weakened, and the running red deer on one side kept quacking.

Only the quiet Yunxue Beast graciously ate the fruit on the tall branch without making any unnecessary noises.

Those who can grow into top-notch monsters often possess a certain degree of wisdom and understanding.

Living with a generation of Grandmaster Fantasy Delga for so long, these rare beasts of the seventh and eighth levels are rare.

Most of them can guess Delgar's emotions from his facial expressions and body movements.

So sometimes, even if Magic Delgar can't communicate with the alien beasts, as an old partner, they still have a kind of blissful tacit understanding between them.

Phantom Crystal Skyhawk is an impatient temperament, watching Phantom Delgar get so anxious and anxious, he can guess one, two or three.

However, a group of sacred beasts could not speak, and even more did not understand the words of Phantom Delgar.

Even if they want to comfort and comfort the old guy in their mouth, there is no way.

And Fantawild Delgar finally sighed heavily in the mess of his own worry and stopped thinking about it.

Ye Qiling is always there beside He Jiu, watching Ye Qiling protect the calf...

Couldn't it be powerless just seeing what happened to the wine?

Thinking about this, Phantom Delgar stretched his brows and finally stopped, and then suddenly turned his face to stare at the gurgling phantom sky eagle and running red deer.

"Goo..."

"Hey..."

What does it feel like to speak bad words suddenly and then be stared at?

The two-eighth-order strange beasts who were still twittering immediately stared at Magic Delga, as if they had been given a hold method at the same time.

[For Mao... Why do you stare at Mao? 】

[...No...I don't know? …It’s not that we were heard saying bad things about him, right? 】

[No one, right? ……He should not understand, right? I have scolded him for decades...]

[... But his little apprentice can understand it, maybe... the old guy can suddenly understand it...]

"Goo... heh..."

The two sacred beasts who were completely frightened by Fantastical Delgar's sudden turning of their heads, at this moment, their hearts are so guilty that they can't be added...

Only Yunxue Beast, who had been eating fruit silently, silently rolled over the two idiots beside him.

As for the fact that he didn't understand the exchanges of the alien beasts at all, and it was impossible to turn to the chat records of the alien beasts, Fandel stepped up and frowned and walked slowly to the two alien beasts who were stunned in the same place.

Bend down, grabbed a handful of good grass and put it into the food basket of the Crystal Skyhawk, and poured some minced meat patties into the food basket of the Red Deer...

Without even realizing that he put the food in the wrong place, Delga said, "Eat more old man" as usual, then turned around and left...

Only two dumbfounded beasts are struggling in their hearts...

[He really heard it! So this is the rhythm that is forcing an eagle to eat grass! OMG! 】

[... I... grow up so big... I have never eaten meat... Then what, what is the taste of Eagle meat? 】

The red deer with a dying expression on his face swallowed his saliva, and almost collapsed and asked the phantom sky eagle next to him...

"Patter...Patter..."

The Phantasy Skyhawk, who could not answer this question at all, could only drool at the meatloaf of the Red Deer with a pair of shiny eyes...

[...Just...very delicious...very delicious...taste...]

The Phantasmal Skyhawk, who was about to faint, was completely unable to look directly at the grass under his feet...

And eagerly looking at the grass at the feet of the magic crystal sky eagle... Galloping Red Deer is also a completely "let the baby die" expression...

And Yunxue Beast, who was always alone, shook his head helplessly, gently plucked the fruit from his mouth, and dropped one of the two idiots around him...

"Hey~"

The very soft cry was actually Yunxue Beast very coldly urging the Phantasy Skyhawk and Benma Deer to eat the fruit and be quiet.

Hearing the Yunxue beast's voice, the Crystal Skyhawk and Benma Deer could only eat the fruit obediently and stay quiet.

As for the next day, Fantawild Delgar realized that he had actually fed his old man the wrong food to his chagrin. Of course, he knew what the wine was after winning the game.

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He Jiu: Master, do you know that you have been scolded by your own monster for decades as a fool?

Fantasy Delgar:...It turns out that the Crystal Skyhawk loves to eat grass so much, so let’s change it in the future...Hahahahaha Fantasy Crystal Skyhawk: TAT...forgive me...I'm just a bit cheap for a while, and then cheap Decades...

Running Red Deer: QAQ...It was Aying who led me to damage...I should be brought to death...

Yunxue Beast:......=-=......Two idiots......