Twin god-level martial spirits shocked the Demon Emperor’s wife!

Chapter 366

Luo Fanchen shook his head calmly: "Not as many as twice."

King Tianwu's expression eased a little, and he comforted him: "It's okay, breaking the limit once is also great."

Wait!

Why should I comfort him? What kind of monster has this kid become?

Luo Fanchen hesitated and said: "Should be, probably, almost, breaking the limit three times?"

"What?"

"Three times???"

"You broke it three times??"

King Tianwu's face froze, and he almost choked on his saliva.

He stared at Luo Fanchen.

He suspected that this kid was pretending, and he had evidence!

But he really pretended.

Breaking the limit three times, at least he, the vassal king of the empire, had never heard of it.

Sure enough, people who spoil their daughters will be rewarded.

The old father's mood was like: I thought my daughter brought back a ghost fire boy, a little yellow-haired idiot, but I didn't expect it to be a "golden legend".

King Tianwu suppressed his shock and kept a straight face, not wanting to see this kid being proud: "If you want to show off, just say it. What do you mean by your uncertain tone?"

Luo Fanchen said honestly: "That... I'm not sure how the number of limit-breaking you refer to is accumulated."

"You are confused, there is nothing you can't check."

King Tianwu waved his hand casually with a look of disgust.

As he laughed, his body suddenly trembled, his neck stiffened and turned to Luo Fanchen, his mouth opened and closed mechanically:

"The three times you mentioned, don't you mean that a level 10 soul warrior breaks the limit once, a level 20 soul master breaks the limit once, and a level 30 great soul master breaks the limit once?"

"Uh..."

Luo Fanchen suddenly realized, "So this is how it should be checked?"

King Tianwu's body shook violently, and his fingers under the dragon robe twitched.

Oh, my God?

What does this kid mean by this?

"You...how many times have you broken the limit? Could it be that every realm..." King Tianwu's voice was trembling when he spoke, and he couldn't believe his guess.

"Ahem."

Luo Fanchen was really afraid that he would twitch again in excitement. Although the other party was a ninth-level boss, it was really scary to see him staring at people with eyes wide open.

"Just consider it three times, three times is also great."

Too crazy.

King Tianwu's heart was in turmoil, and he had already made an accurate guess.

Others pursued breaking the physical limit for a lifetime, but this kid was as easy as eating and drinking cold water? Let others live or not.

How about your father-in-law kowtow to you now? Otherwise, this son-in-law will not be accepted with peace of mind.

King Tianwu still had some dignity, pretending to be calm, showing the style of an elder, and patted Luo Fanchen on the shoulder affectionately: "Okay, I wish you a happy and enjoyable tomorrow."

Luo Fanchen shrugged helplessly: "I hope so."

"I didn't even sweat a drop today. The wind was strong on the ring and my body was cold."

King Tianwu's mouth twitched, and he couldn't listen any more: "Get out of here!"

Luo Fanchen smiled and said: "I was just kidding you."

The problem is that King Tianwu felt that this kid was not joking, but really stating the facts.

Fortunately, he was his own player, otherwise he would be jealous to death.

Before leaving, King Tianwu turned around and said, "You can use whatever means you want tomorrow. If something goes wrong, just blame me. I'll take care of it."

Luo Fanchen smiled and said, "King Wu treats me like a father. I'm grateful. How about I kowtow to you!"

"Get lost."

King Tianwu waved his hand "impatiently": "I can't bear it. You are born with a rebellious nature. I'm afraid that I'll shorten my life if I ask you to kowtow."

The bamboo door closed, and the room returned to darkness and silence.

Luo Fanchen turned his head and looked at the flawless moonlight that slipped in through the gap of the wooden window, and sighed.

"The night is long, and it's hard for a lonely bird to sing."

If King Tianwu hadn't been guarding the second floor like a thief, he would have gone to the third floor to warm up before the game.

It doesn't matter. "Good" and "evil" will eventually be "rewarded".

Old father-in-law! There will always be a time when you are not here.

Luo Fanchen summoned the green lotus,

Looking at the seven-inch root that exuded a special aura, he kneaded his eyebrows and felt a little worried.

Seeing that a new round of evolution was about to be completed.

The source stone supply was cut off.

After coming to the Imperial City, he collected source stones with the help of King Tianwu and King Yan, but found that the source stones in the city had been bought by a mysterious gold owner for several years.

After asking around, he got a little news that this person might be from the Imperial Palace.

The map pointed to the Imperial Palace, and the source stone might also be in the Imperial Palace. How can he get in?

Luo Fanchen began to draw the blueprint based on his memory. He planned to disguise himself and go to the street to buy some needles and thread tomorrow to lay out his plan in advance.

In the second floor of the Imperial Palace, the elegantly decorated bedroom was dim.

Jian Yixing and Jian Jiujue, the father and son of the Seven Star Dragon Abyss Sect, were reviewing the game.

"Jiujue, what do you think of today's battle?"

Jian JiuJue frowned and said, "If I lose, I lose. The sword holder's emotions fluctuated, allowing the other party to seize the opportunity and take advantage of the loophole. That's why I should lose."

Jian Yixing nodded with satisfaction: "Very good, don't underestimate any opponent you meet in the future."

"Understood."

Jian Jiujue nodded, his sword eyes were sharp.

"If I meet him again next time, I will definitely not give Luo Fanchen any chance to perform."

"No matter how many plans he makes, I will kill him with one sword."

Jian Yixing clapped his hands and nodded: "Good."

"Luo Fanchen is worse than all of you in terms of assistance and strategy, which is amazing, but his strength is still far inferior to you and Ye Wudao."

"If you have this awareness during the day, it will be difficult for you to lose."

The wooden sword placed on Jian Jiujue's knees hummed as he sat cross-legged, eager to vent.

On the first floor of the emperor's luxurious and extravagant bedroom.

"Father, did the Emperor really not blame me for my poor performance during the day?"

Ye Wudao looked at the scene in front of him in surprise.

Crown Prince Ye Fuyao not only took a sip of tea slowly, but also stood up from his chair and said faintly:

"Are you sure you can win the championship in tomorrow's competition?"

Ye Wudao said angrily: "You can't doubt my ability just because of today's defeat."

"Today, that guy cheated, otherwise how could he win."

"Tomorrow, I will definitely suppress him."

The prince shook his head and advised: "There are some things you really need to learn from that kid. You are the grandson of the emperor. It is not enough to be brave, but you need to be strategic."

Ye Wudao's blue vertical pupils burst into pride , hair flying:

"Conspiracy and calculation are ultimately unorthodox ways, only strength is the kingly way."

"When the gap in strength is too big, what's the use of calculating."

"No matter who he is, I can still break all the laws with one force."

Prince Ye Fuyao rubbed his eyebrows: "You didn't listen to what your father said at all."

Ye Wudao asked: "Father, a real strong man would not be like Luo Fanchen, to engage in those conspiracies and calculations, right?"

Ye Fuyao didn't know whether he should give some advice for a while.

Is it possible that the stronger and more high-ranking people are, the more they like to plot against others.

Children may fight if they are unhappy after saying a few words,

But adults usually smile on their faces, but they are swearing in their hearts, stabbing people in the back, and they are all old cunning people. The method is labor-saving and useful.

Inside the third floor of the Emperor, Mang Shang was begging the master father:

"Can't you use the back door and make some arrangements so that your son can have a fight with Luo Fanchen in advance tomorrow."

"It's too frustrating today. Beat that kid up tomorrow and eliminate him. I guess it will make Jian Jiujue and Ye Wudao faint."

Meng Bulu smiled and said, "Your idea is not bad to become famous by stepping on the team championship."

"Yeah, kill two birds with one stone." Mang Shang smiled.

"Bang!"

Mang Shang covered his head with his hands, his eyes puzzled: "Why did you hit me all of a sudden?"

"Idiot."

Mang Buliu turned his face and cursed: "That kid looks too weird, stay away from me."

"What did your father teach you? If you are out there, you should stay away from an opponent whose cards you don't know, even if he looks weak, and be careful of a setback."

Mang Shang rubbed his head and said aggrievedly: "It's like this today, what other cards can he have?"

"Just do it."

"I'm firing on all cylinders, Can you still fall at the hands of the assistant? "

Mangbuliu lifted his leg to take off his shoes, held them high, and did it in one go, "Stinky boy, don't force me to slap you with the sole of my shoe."

Mangshang's neck shrank, "You are my father, I listen to you, isn't it enough to listen to you?"

Mangbuliu's expression eased a little,

Mangshang whispered: "You said that we have been together for 20 years, I have always called you father, and you called me son, isn't it boring, shouldn't we change brothers?"

Mangbuliu had a wonderful expression, and threw the sole of his shoe directly.

"Rebellious son! Don't play anymore, I will beat you to death!"

In the fifth floor of the emperor,

All the people from the two major royal cities of Kuangyan City and Xiyu City gathered together.

Most of the team members were bandaged, seriously injured and difficult to heal, and they were all dejected.

They didn't come out of the shadow of failure.

The Mad King and the Rain King looked at the defeated soldiers in the hall, and the smiling and sarcastic faces of the Tianwu King and Luo Fanchen appeared in their minds, "Shame, great shame!"

The Mad King threw the teacup in anger, and the team members trembled.

"Fen Nu, get out!!"

A hairless "black charcoal" with a large area of ​​burns walked up staggeringly.

The Rain King squinted: "Where is Miao Shark?"

"Your Majesty, I'm here."

A weak voice came from the ground, and Miao Shark was lying on a stretcher with bandages all over his body.

"Swoosh!"

At the same time, the two kings stretched out a light from their hands.

In front of Miao Shark and Fen Nu, there was a red and blue pill respectively.

RainWang Dao: "This is the Fire Prison Pill and Water Evil Pill that King Kuang and I specially prepared for you. After taking it, you can stimulate all your potential and break through your previous combat power."

"Thank you, King Yu, and Lord Kuang!"

Fen Nu and Miao Sha were overjoyed, and the other team members cast envious glances.

"Go down."

"Tomorrow, the king will find a way to let you meet Luo Fanchen, and you must kill him!"

Fen Nu and Miao Sha nodded vigorously.

After they all left, the Mad King tilted his head and asked hesitantly: "The kid Luo restrained the power of water and fire, will it work if they go up?"

The Rain King smiled softly: "I didn't expect these two rubbish to perform at all."

"I put a deadly poison inside these two pills. Doesn't Luo Fanchen like to suck it? Let him suck it to his heart's content."

"Because he poisoned himself to death by sucking others, it's not our fault, right?"

The Mad King hesitated: "Then they also took the pills, isn't it..."

The Rain King didn't care at all and sneered:

"Let them die, and let us lose so much face. Being poisoned to death is a good thing for them. Taking Luo Fanchen away is also a way to atone for their sins."

"You are so scary."

"No poison, no hero."

"That kid offended the wrong person by offending you."

The Rain King and the Mad King laughed at each other.

Also in the Emperor Sixth Pavilion,

The Great Elder of the Great Wilderness Purple Qi Sect called Lin Qianjue to the room alone.

"Qian Jue, if you meet that kid Luo tomorrow, this elder will allow you to remove the seal on the beast pattern on your face."

Lin Qian Jue hesitated: "I'm afraid I'll go crazy and beat that kid to death."

"The eldest lady will be sad."

The elder scolded: "Asshole, you have a chance only if you kill him."

"If he doesn't die, you have no chance in this life."

Lin Qian Jue hesitated: "Then he may live in the eldest lady's heart forever. The living can never compare to the dead."

"What? You understand feelings like me?" The elder was so angry that he blew his beard and glared.

Lin Qian Jue wanted to ask, then why are you still a single dog at the age of seventy or eighty.

But he didn't dare to talk back.

"Everything is up to you, I will definitely win."

The next morning, the red sun rose.

The sun's glow fell on the huge and magnificent fighting arena, and the crowds were crowded. Two hundred thousand spectators had already taken their seats impatiently, waiting for the individual fighting competition to start.

The contestants from various royal cities entered the venue one after another, triggering cheers from the audience.