The system allows me to capture gods? Backhand capture system

Soon, Nomura Hisako walked out of the palace.

Beside her was a woman.

It's Yukiko Nabai who lives up to her name.

Because he had done his homework before coming here, He Jun knew that Nai Baixuezi was a little older than Bai Miao.

I didn't notice anything from a distance before, but as I got closer, the pungent smell of cosmetics hit my face.

He almost choked to death.

"You are the mortal god of the Dragon Kingdom, He Jun, right? My name is Naibaixuezi, please give me your advice."

Nabai Yukiko's eyes were full of exhaustion.

She was still working as someone else's slave just now, so she came out to greet him in a hurry.

There was no way, He Jun and Ma Wuji were completely unreasonable, and all the itinerary in Sakura Country was disrupted.

It just so happened that a politician came from the United States and asked Yukiko Naiba to accompany him.

Hisako Nomura didn’t want to waste Yukiko Nabai’s value, so she let her go.

"Uh hello."

He Jun was actually not very happy to shake hands with Naibaixuezi.

But out of politeness, he held her hand symbolically and shook it.

This girl is covered in pink!

He Jun could tell that although the other person's face was very white, it was a bit grainy.

It was obviously covered hard with foundation.

"It's better for you, my wife, to be a natural beauty and give me hugs and kisses."

【Get out of here! 】

Tongzi pouted angrily.

The brat had made himself angry just now, so he moved forward again.

Seeing that he could not succeed, He Jun had no choice but to give up.

"Miss Hisako must have told you what you need to do when you come here this time."

Nabai Xuezi was a little unhappy when she was interrupted in the middle of her work.

In addition, I often stay up late and am very tired, so my tone is very impatient.

"I told you, I'll be your sparring partner, so hurry up and leave."

When He Jun saw that the other party directly entered the topic and his tone was so unkind, he immediately chose to keep a straight face.

You don’t want to give me face, but you still want face?

Just kidding, the same is the eighth level, the same mortal god, what do you have?

Nothing more.

Naibai Xuezi didn't say anything and walked straight in the other direction.

The rest followed closely behind.

"Boy, don't tell me that the relief you are talking about is fighting the Mortal God of Sakura Country."

"You are wise."

"Oh no, it's boring. Why don't you let me have a fight with that stinky bitch Nomura Hisako? Master Ma will show you what five consecutive lightning whips are."

"Ah? Did you really learn this?"

"That's not it?"

The two of them were talking, and He Jun was also a little confused.

He called him Master Ma simply because there was such a clown-like character in his parallel world.

But this parallel world seems not to exist.

It's normal. How can a martial arts swindler deceive people in a country where everyone practices martial arts?

"Okay, let's go, just to see how strong your kid is."

Ma Wuji patted He Jun on the shoulder and said.

After walking for a while, a building larger than the palace just now gradually took shape.

A huge Colosseum?

This is an oval-shaped building, like a bright pearl embedded in the earth.

The flat ground in the center is like a stage, and the surrounding stands rise one by one, surrounding the performance area like a brilliant halo.

The entire building has no permanent roof and acts like an open-air stage.

The area is roughly estimated to be 100,000 square meters.

In the Sakura Country, where the per capita land area is much lower than other countries, such a large arena is built in a place where every inch of land is precious.

Even in Ma County, next door to Xijing, it is extremely unbelievable.