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Chapter 33 Give in, Aslan!

Lin Feng frowned slightly, but reason still restrained his impulse and did not immediately express anything. As the captain of the Royal Academy and the royal family, what he had to consider was not simply a result. Wang Zheng's strength was a bit unexpected.

"Li Er hates this!" Yuan Dong'er said. This series of changes made the four girls keep closing their eyes and avoiding some terrible scenes. By this moment, they realized that the hero was not as beautiful as they imagined.

Lin Huiyin took away the hand that blocked his eyes. Ouyang Ruolu regretted taking them to see this. The level of this SIG is comparable to that of a special forces fight, and he feels disgusting.

"Your Highness, you'd better not look..." Ouyang Ruolu said. Although she was usually bold, she was actually very afraid of Kasawin, but when she saw Lin Huiyin's appearance, Ouyang Ruolu was stunned.

Little princess, if Aina is a symbol of wisdom and victory, then Lin Huiyin is a symbol of gentleness, tolerance and kindness, and has never been related to strength or something. However, at this time, Ouyang Ruolu did not see fear in Huiyin's eyes, and some were actually strong.

Lin Huiyin shook her head gently, one of Wang Zheng's ears was bleeding, and he was afraid that his hearing would be affected, so she thought about going over...

Echo gritted his teeth, his palms were covered in sweat.

"If Senior Lam Feng agreed to Li Er, I will not worship him in the future!" Qian Xuedie said.

The generals were waiting to see the joke. Garner star was just a jumping clown, but if Aslan did the same, he would lose face. After all, this is SIG and there is still a bottom line.

This bottom line is not determined by anyone, but the agreement in everyone's mind.

Four to one, Lin Feng is going to do it, and Aslan's reputation for life will be destroyed.

Lin Hong was very calm. He believed that Lin Feng would not be so stupid, but he was increasingly disliked Lear.

Looking at Wang Zheng who walked out of the woods, Qiankun Zade, who had been stern, showed a rare slight determination, "No one should come, this is one-on-one, let me decide the winner with him!"

Lin Hong finally breathed a sigh of relief. If the Aslans dare to fight, they don’t dare to fight, that is really a sign of weakness.

Wang Zheng's eyes swept through Lin Feng. He didn't care whether these people were on the same side, and they were frozen on Qiankun Zade.

"Stop my sword and spare you!" Wang Zheng's voice was domineering.

Qiankun Zade suddenly turned around and glanced at Lier, "Whoever dares to interfere is just not able to get along with me, it is the Zade family's enemy, Lin Feng, the Aslans can no longer take action today. If I die, collect the body for me!"

As a specialized physical cultivation technique, especially the Feng Shen Art, who has reached the fifth level, he is very clear about the gap between him and Wang Zheng. If he is a little weak, the ignorant will not be afraid, but he just understands it.

This guy has been saving his strength and fighting a protracted war, and he wants to be an enemy of the entire SIG!

For the honor of the princess, he wanted to fight to the death, but he didn't want to tarnish this battle. However, Wang Zheng's sword made Qiankun Zade sober. He told Lin Feng not to lose his big mistakes because of small things. No matter what, the strength shown by Wang Zheng is worthy of respect.

Lear did have plans to attack, but being hinted by Qiankun Zade was equivalent to destroying his thoughts. Lear planned to get closer to Aslan.

Di Maria was very unhappy with Qiankun Zade's vulgarity, but at this time, he also realized that they were Aslans.

The Ghanaians can be shameless, but they cannot. Aslan can dominate the Silver Alliance, which is indeed largely due to their face.

Qiankun Zade's two swords in his hand, his breath continued to increase, but he felt the strong pressure brought by Wang Zheng, especially the power of the sword that killed the Ghanaians. He knew very well that it was difficult to defend with his own Wind God Art, but every physical skill madman was paranoid. Ghanaians could use energy shields, but he could not. If he used them, even if he survived, he would be frozen in this position in his life.

Crisis and crisis, dangerous opportunities exist!

bass……

Qiankun Zade pierced his left leg with a knife, and penetrated it without hesitation, followed by another knife, and the third knife pierced his left hand.

The blood was kept lazily, but the aura of Qiankun Zade not only did not decrease, but suddenly increased, and the light silver aura suddenly became stronger.

Three-knife and six-hole stimulation technique!

Drinking farce pain and strong fighting spirit and paranoid madness is the best opportunity to break through!

The sixth level of the Wind God Art!

Qiankun Zade held the only titanium knife in his right hand, and his vitality instantly increased to an unprecedented level.

With his body half-turned, Qiankun Zade focused all his energy on this knife, and his spirit entered an unprecedented state of ethereality.

Lin Feng's body began to retreat, Mars frowned, and his body also began to retreat. As for Zhang Zhun and others, it was probably an unreasonable showdown later.

Wave……

With Qiankun Zade's body experience center, the ground within two meters immediately exploded, and the powerful aura burst clearly visible to the naked eye.

roar……

The titanium knife trembled buzzingly, and Qiankun Zade infused his strength to an astonishing level. Qiankun Zade was fighting for his life, maintaining the dignity of the warrior, and using his life to fight for the honor of His Royal Highness the Princess.

Every day, every day, the perseverance in the gravity room was training extremely seriously, just for that girl. When she was very young, when she saw the tall little girl on TV, Qiankun Zade vowed to become her knight and fight for her smile. With the hard work day after day, he finally stood at the peak of the Officer Academy. Having the qualification to fight for Aina's life and death is his wish to live.

Qiankun Zade held the titanium knife in both hands and drank...

The energy burst, and a silver light soared into the sky.

Wang Zheng's body flipped slightly, and the titanium knife was held back, and the power of the Guiyi Art was quietly infused.

Aslan Glory!

Suddenly, Qiankun Zade's eyes opened and he slashed with a knife in the air - the Wind God Split Sky Slash!

Wang Zheng had to slow down a little, but he was not slow to take action. As soon as his body swung, the titanium knife swept out with one stroke, and a golden light swept out.

Buzz ~~~~~~~~~~~~

Boom~~~~~~~~~~~~

The golden light that slashed horizontally and the silver light that slashed vertically exploded together, and a ball of air fog burst, but in less than 0:00 a second, the silver light burst, and the golden sword energy directly exploded on Qiankun Zade.

Rumble...

In an instant, a figure came to Qiankun Zade, which was Lin Feng.

Thunder God Art - Thunder Dong!

After holding Qiankun Zade, Di Maria had already pulled out the titanium knife. At this time, there was no longer any rules.

Suddenly, Lin Feng stretched out his hand and stopped Di Maria, and glanced at Wang Zheng with complicated eyes.

Screaming...Boom...

The trees around are pitiful. They are falling down in a row and can still expose such power when they cannot use their X ability. Is this the real strength of physical skills?

Zhang Zhun was already open to his horizons. He used to be a frog in the well.

Li Er doesn't care about Aslan, a group of fools. He is measuring how much Wang Zheng has used now. Unless this kind of sword attack is dodged, it is impossible to have no damage at all. Wang Zheng must have received an impact. This damn person is the most good at pretending, or not to take action?

At this time, Lin Feng sighed and bent his body slightly, "Wang Zheng, we owe you one time. In the qualifying competition, the Aslans retreated, but if we meet in the main competition, we will still not show mercy."

Lin Feng took the Qiankun Zade, threw down a sign, and left with Di Maria. Before leaving, he glanced at Lear, but Lear just smiled and didn't move.

The Aslan left without looking back. Wang Zheng didn't care about the Aslan's retreat or how many opponents there were. However, at the last moment, he could feel that what Qiankun Zade wanted to defend in the face of death was the same as what he wanted to protect, but his position was different.

Somehow, he was proud of Aina and knew how unique his woman was.

The same result, but the idea was completely opposite. Lear didn't want to leave because there was still a chance. The damn Wang Zheng was extremely cunning. He wanted to kill Qiankun Zade, so Lin Feng would definitely not die. In addition, he and Di Maria could kill Wang Zheng and even sell favors to Aslan. As a result, this bastard actually let Qiankun Zade go a long way, making Aslan not up or down, which was so fucking shameless.

Smack sex...

In the monitoring room, Lin Hong took the initiative to applause. Although this was given to Wang Zheng, it was also for Aslan. Lin Feng's performance was right. The strong should have the magnitude and demeanor of the strong. Since they lost, they should recognize them. Recognizing them is not giving up. On the contrary, retreating is advancing. SIG has just begun, so there is no need to block dignity and victory in the qualifying match, especially at this pace, winning is also a loss.

Have a big picture view!

The other generals didn't say anything, but they all knew Lin Feng's strength. This leader who was focused on training by the Aslan royal family should not be underestimated. Impulsiveness, influenced by the environment, coupled with the immature Di Maria and a provocative Lear, these did not affect his judgment.

Mars smiled slightly. He didn't think Wang Zheng was planning to defeat others without fighting. This man was straightforward and helpless. But when he saw the people outside the field, Mars couldn't help frowning. It was probably not over today, and he could hardly help but take action. Everyone has his own principles. Now some people are too shameless.

Wang Zheng's eyes swept across the scene, and there was a silence. There were more than 20 people, either light or dark, at some point.

These are all existences standing at the peak of the younger generation of the Silver Alliance, and they all come for one person at this moment.

"Since the Aslans have withdrawn, let me do it, Manaraso Imperial Academy Zongd Ririk!"

The captain of the Golden Wheel Team, Manaraso's younger generation of spiritual leader, appeared.

Beside Zongdrilick is the super warrior Chichen Nacha from Leasfink.

A slightly sarcastic smile appeared on the corner of Chichen Nacha's mouth, which was very slight. Not far away, the Atlantis captain Dina Atlas of the Sea King's team also arrived. The sealing bracelet has a great effect on humans, but what about the Atlantis who are good at mental power?

This is what Wang Zheng, who was covered in wounds, will face next...
Chapter completed!
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