It should be said that in this chaotic world, spirit masters who can become masters generally have a good IQ, and imbeciles will be sold for a good price by other spirit masters around them even if they are not eaten by mutated creatures, only those who have both ability and IQ can hope to raise their level to more than seventy, for the vast majority of people, the ability of spirit masters is directly proportional to their IQ.

And Liu Yanting, as an eighty-level spirit master, is obviously not slow to turn her brain, although in Liu Yanting's eyes, a spirit master like Wu Song who has just reached level seventy is basically not worth mentioning, but in the battle, Liu Yanting did not hold it up, and when the two discussed some details of the battle, Liu Yanting did not play in person, but sent Liu Lieyang up.

Although Wu Song's level is not very good, but the ability is still quite worthy of Liu Yanting's attention, although she does not believe that Wu Song can kill the four master-level spirit masters of the Qianhu Empire by himself, but it is expected that Wu Song's strength should not be bad, so she Liu Lieyang went up to explore the truth and reality, and if she wins, it is naturally the best, even if she loses, at least from the battle between Wu Song and Liu Lieyang, Liu Yanting feels that she can also see some clues.

"I am Liu Lieyang, the fourth prince of the Qianhu Empire, Master Wu Song, please play, this first game will be contested by this king against you!" When Liu Lieyang rode into the arena on a steel-boned saber-toothed elephant that was more than 20 meters tall and forty or fifty meters long, many masters around couldn't help but exclaim.

This Liu Lieyang is the fourth prince of the Qianhu Empire, and is also the supreme commander of the seventh, nineteenth and twenty-sixth legions of the Qianhu Empire, in the battle with the Mingshui Empire, the three legions he led have made great achievements, and he himself often charges at the forefront to kill countless enemies, this guy has a nickname called the Blood River Paladin, it is said that the people who died in the hands of Liu Lieyang, the blood gathered together is enough to form a river.

It is rumored that there were three master-level spirit masters in the Mingshui Empire who died in the hands of Liu Lieyang, and this guy also had a good performance in the previous saint master gatherings, and the reputation of the Blood River Paladin can be said to be very few people in the master-level spirit master circle who have not heard of it, and the steel-bone saber-toothed elephant that Liu Lieyang sat on is said to have exceeded the level of eighty-five, even if it is taken out alone, it is a rather terrifying existence, and the ability to combine with Liu Lieyang at level seventy-eight to assist each other is extremely powerful.

Except for a few masters present who have a deep understanding of Wu Song, many people feel that this is a battle that is not fair at all, and there is no fairness at all in the war between a seventy-eight-level knight and a seventy-level thief, although Wu Song has become famous recently, but in the eyes of many people, Wu Song's so-called great results are just some rumors that are false, and Liu Lieyang's prestige is poured with the blood of the enemy, which is something that cannot be compared at all.

Although Wu Song is the spirit master of the Spelberg Continent, although everyone admires Wu Song's courage to openly challenge the Qianhu Empire, most people are optimistic about Liu Lieyang who is standing in the middle of the field wielding a giant knight's sword, but whether it is for those masters who think that Liu Lieyang will win or those who think that Wu Song will win, they have not guessed the outcome of this battle.

"You don't need Wu Song to play for a guy like you, I think having me is enough to deal with you." When Wang Lanlin, who had been silent beside Wu Song, dropped such a sentence, and then slowly walked into the venue, everyone except Wu Song was instinctively stunned, in the eyes of most people, this ordinary-looking and somewhat rickety old man was more like a housekeeper, but now, it was such an inconspicuous old man who walked in front of Liu Lieyang, the Holy Knight of the Blood River.

"You mean you want to fight me on behalf of Wu Song?" When the rickety old man walked in front of him, Liu Lieyang still couldn't believe that the old man, who looked like he could be trampled to death by a steel-boned saber-toothed elephant, was actually his opponent in this game, he was stunned, shook his head vigorously, and then yelled at Wu Song in the distance, "Hey! Master Wu, are you really sure you want this guy to fight me on your behalf? ”

"Of course." Wu Song showed a very sincere expression and nodded, then said with a smile, "Master Liu Lieyang, do you think there is anything wrong with this, I think you should pay attention to the opponent in front of you, if you have to remind you, then I can tell you that one of the four people who died before your Qianhu Empire died in the hands of the gentleman in front of you, how about it?" After hearing this, do you still question his ability? Or maybe you don't even have the heart to avenge your teammates now? ”

"You said he killed one of our masters of the Tiger Empire?" After Liu Lieyang heard this, his eyes opened in an instant.

Not long ago, the death of those four master-level spirit masters can be said to have formed a dead knot in Liu Lieyang's heart, what made him chagrin was not only the death of those masters, but also his own performance that night, for a knight, a brave knight who rushed to the front without hesitation when encountering anything, a general who killed countless enemies on the battlefield, that night, Liu Lieyang lost not only his companions, but also his own courage.

In the past few days, Liu Lieyang was deeply ashamed of his performance that night, he didn't know why he suddenly lost the courage to face the crisis, and chose to flee in a hurry, but Liu Lieyang knew that the escape had carved a crack in his powerful appearance that could never be repaired.

Courage is like a mirror, if it is accidentally broken, even if it is reglued together, it looks perfect on the outside, but it is full of holes on the inside. And choosing to flee in case of crisis is common for thieves, but for knights, it is definitely not a good thing.

Running away is easy to become a habit, once there will be a second time, a third time, so when Wu Song talked about the battle that night, Liu Lieyang thought of those dead companions at the same time, but also remembered his shameful decision, he stared at Wang Lanlin, who was not at all inconspicuous in front of him, and laughed out loud after half a sound.

"Good! Very good! Liu Lieyang nodded heavily, stared at Wang Lanlin and said word by word, "Since you have the ability to kill a master, it means that you are qualified to be my opponent, now report your name, I really want to know who is about to die under my sword!" ”

"Wang Lanlin." Wang Lanlin smiled, and took out two slender daggers while reporting his name very calmly.

"Wang Lanlin? Haven't heard of it! Liu Lieyang frowned, and after confirming that there was indeed no information about this name in his head, the guy shook his head and snorted, "But I already know what your name is, and then you can die!" ”