Chapter 322: The Mask of Juggernaut

"Just because you are not a masked clansman, so with the permission of me, the current master, you will naturally be able to come in, and those pseudo-masked clansmen outside are equivalent to our ordinary clansmen at that time, if you don't have the permission of the god of war to trespass into the temple of the god of war without permission, it will really end up an ugly end worse than death. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½ā€

Speaking of which, it is already somewhat clear in the gentle heart that it is an indisputable fact that Yuneruo, who is burdened with the identity of "master", cannot get out of the Temple of the God of War.

But what if he is defeated by the challenger?

Yunero said that once the old master is defeated by the challenger, he will regain his identity as a "Sword Saint", and the Sword Master can enter and leave the Temple of War at will!

After revealing his thoughts to Yunero in front of him, Wen Wen sat quietly in place, admiring the other party's stunned appearance, and after a long time, the strongest man in the masked clan spoke with difficulty: "This method ...... Will it work? ā€

"Whether it will work or not, you have to try to find out." Wen Wen shook his head, after all, no matter what kind of method, you have to try it to know if it has an effect.

"But this is a battle of honor, I have no qualifications, and I have no way to compress my strength." Speaking of this, Yunero suddenly paused, "I can only give it my all." ā€

"It's okay, that's the best way to do it, after all, I won't show mercy...... I'd love to know where I am right now. Wen Wen smiled and said.

"But have you ever thought about one thing...... If you succeed, will you end up in the same fate as me? Seeing that Wen Wen was so free and easy, Yunero had to be a little worried, after all, no one can say anything about this kind of thing.

"You can't get out of this temple, essentially because you are a believer in the god of war, and I am not, I will not be loyal to him, let alone obey his orders." Wen Wen blinked and whispered.

"It's just ...... It's like deceiving the gods, really...... Too bold. Looking at the gentleness in front of him, Yune couldn't help but exclaim.

"How's it going, come on?"

"Come on! I've spent so much of my life in this hellish place! ā€

"Then let's go and prepare, but before that, you still have to take me back to Old Man Kuruya and them, your temple is too big."

Wen Wen, who returned to the three princes, didn't say much, after all, even if this kind of decision and assumption was told to them, it was of no real use, so it was better not to say it.

The solution he and Yunero agreed on was simple, that is, he would challenge Yunelo and defeat him, so that he could be freed from the shackles of "domination".

Yunero's preparation didn't take much time, and Wen Wen didn't need to make any extra special preparations, anyway, he had everything here now, just do what he had to do.

Anyway, it won't be good if you lose.

When they met again, the feeling that Yunero gave to the gentle people had changed dramatically, he looked particularly fierce in a battle suit, if it weren't for the fact that the mask on his face was too happy, the whole person still looked quite good.

Wen Wen had secretly observed this mask of Youneru, but he found that it was not "worn", it was almost as if it was born.

"Well, can I ask you something, I've been curious about this for a long time." Wen Wen, who was following Youneru, asked nonchalantly.

"Huh?"

"Are you ugly?"

ā€œā€¦ā€¦ Why am I ugly?! ā€

"Why don't you wear that funny mask all the time, don't you masked people only wear this mask when you're fighting?"

Without an immediate answer, Yunero sighed softly after a long time.

"The mask represents glory, and when I put it on, it was the day I became the master, and I just wanted to keep the glory on me as much as possible."

"And then?"

"And then it took too long, and no one reminded me, and I couldn't take it off."

ā€œā€¦ā€¦ā€

I don't know what kind of wonderful expressions those fans who fantasize about Yunero's appearance, and those who are crazy about Yunero's appearance after learning this cruel truth.

Challenging the juggernaut is a big deal, although there is not so much red tape, but it is not a simple two people who can start pulling out knives and cutting each other at this station, in the middle, how can they still go through a small process.

After a few simple steps, the gentle group of people led by Yunero went straight to a huge room.

How big is this room?

The big one is like a concert site, but the cinema auditorium-like setting in all directions is very different from the concert, and the center of the room is a huge empty platform, and the whole environment feels like an underground black boxing arena.

"Welcome to the Arena, the place where the gods fight!"

Wen Wen didn't care about this title, he cared about why there were so many auditoriums around.

"Was there ever a lot of people in this temple of the god of war?"

"No, there haven't even been a servant here."

"Then why do you have so many auditoriums?"

"I don't know, I didn't build this place, but then again, if I were to direct the construction of this place, I would definitely ......"

Seeing that Yunero was about to turn on his "mouth cannon mode" again, Wen Wen quickly interrupted him, and in the end, Wen Wen's wise decision was to let him and the three people behind him escape, after all, if this guy really started chattering, he didn't know how long it would take to stop.

The three audience members sat down at random, and Prince Wind was the first to understand the idea of gentleness, but he was also the first to think of the question - that is, what if gentleness could not get out of this temple of war after defeating Yunero and becoming the master of the new generation?

Thinking about it, he still couldn't do anything, he didn't believe that Wen Wen didn't think of this problem, but he didn't know how to solve it, but there was no trace of hesitation on Wen Wen's face in the audience, and he couldn't guess anymore.

Doesn't it mean that the authorities are obsessed with bystanders?

Why has it become a bystander now, and the authorities are clear?

"Prince, here they go!"

As soon as he was stunned, the two people on the platform below had already raised their knives and fought, and the prince of wind pressure, who had come back to his senses, no longer thought about any messy questions, and looked at the battle in front of him intently.

Because he already knew that the two of them would come to the last battle with real guns, the prince was curious about the dominant power of the masked clan, and he also wanted to know what kind of strength the current gentleness had.