Douluo mainland: I am Qian Renxue's fiancé

Chapter 233 Hexagonal Warrior! Magical Knight!

Author: Likes to eat cold preserved eggs

Chapter 233 Hexagonal Warrior! Magical Knight!

See the yellow and purple balls in the hands of Zilong and Shengcai'er.

The Assassin Hall players looked at each other and ran towards the other four colored balls.

"Holy shit! I got it first! Let go!" the assassin in black yelled.

Opposite him, the assassin in blue, who was also holding the red ball, retorted loudly.

"Fart! I obviously saw it first!"

Scenes like this were staged between every Assassin player at the same time!

Seeing the actions of the Assassin Temple players, Ying Suifeng raised his hands to cover his face, it was really embarrassing!

"Don't grab it! I have a yellow one here! The palace master said... we monks should march forward bravely...!"

The assassin in red protects the red ball in his hand.

In front of him, an assassin in brown clothes clenched his teeth and pulled his arm hard.

"Fuck... your mother's dog... fart! If you have the ability... go ahead and brave the rapids!"

Taking a look at Zilong and Sheng Cai'er, Yang Wenzhao stood in the distance, looking up at the sky.

The target is the yellow ball!

——We didn’t use our full strength in the previous battle! This battle... let us fight happily!

With a sneer, Yang Wenzhao caught the yellow ball steadily.

As Yang Wenzhao also chose the yellow ball, the Cavaliers were promoted.

Except for the other two fifth-level knights, everyone else was even more afraid of the yellow ball!

Snap~!

A small pink umbrella knocked the yellow ball from Yang Wenzhao's hand.

Frowning slightly, Yang Wenzhao was about to retaliate, but when he saw who it was, the resentment in his heart instantly dissipated.

"Aren't you stupid? That handsome white-haired guy is obviously incredibly strong. If he loses... he won't be able to join the Demon Hunting Group."

Looking at the cute little loli in front of him fondly, Yang Wenzhao chuckled softly.

"Ying'er..."

——Yellow, purple, and red must not be touched! It seems that there are only pink, green, and orange!

In the rest area, Lin Xin and two fifth-level knights sat together leisurely and elegantly.

In front of the three of them, there was a tea set and tea table.

After analyzing the situation, Lin Xin raised the corners of his mouth, looking like he was strategizing.

"Hey Brother Lin! I have a yellow ball, a purple ball and a red ball. Do you want them?"

The three Zilongs walked up to Lin Xin, spread out their hands, and three purple, yellow, and red balls came into view.

"Don't come near me! Don't come over! Don't give it to me! I don't want it! Don't come over~!"

Seeing the three-color ball in Zilong's hand, Lin Xin was so frightened that he waved his hand hurriedly.

As if I was afraid of getting dirty!

Seeing Zilong, the two fifth-level knights sitting beside him.

Take the yellow and purple balls from Zilong's hand in unison.

"One for each! You fight Assassin No. 1! I'll fight him!"

The black-armored knight held the yellow ball tightly in his hands, his eyes showing high fighting spirit!

"Sure! It just so happens that I also want to see the methods of Assassin No. 1!"

The fifth-level knight in silver-white armor agreed.

Looking at the knight who took away the purple ball, Zilong opened his five fingers and released his spiritual power.

He sucked the yellow ball that had been snatched in mid-air into his hand.

"Why go to all the trouble? Let's do it together. Do you dare?"

Zilong looked as usual, weighing the yellow ball in his hand.

"I'm afraid of you!" Snap! He snatched the yellow ball from his hand.

The fifth-level knight in silver armor threw the purple ball in his hand towards Lin Xin.

Subconsciously catching the purple ball, Lin Xin was stunned for a moment.

"Fuck! Purple Ball~! Let's go...!"

When he regained consciousness and was about to throw the purple ball, Li Xin grabbed his hand and pressed the button.

"A quarter of an hour is up! The draw is over!" Ying Suifeng announced loudly on the high platform.

Looking at the bright purple ball in his hand, Lin Xin became furious and pointed at Li Xin and yelled.

"Big Lizhi! I, Lin, have no grievances against you, but you have harmed me again and again! What do you mean! Do you believe me or not...!"

Raising his right hand holding the purple ball, Lin Xin gestured to slap him.

But the hand hanging in the air did not dare to fall down.

Bang~!

Throwing away the purple ball in his hand, Lin Xin was furious.

Looking around, the only people who can help him now are Long Haochen and Zilong.

Approaching the two of them, Lin Xin behaved obediently again.

"Two dear friends! If you can be in the top three, you must get me! I don't have anything else, but you have a lot of elixirs and gold coins! If you choose me, how about I cover all our expenses in the future?"

Looking at Lin Xin strangely, Zilong crossed his arms and said doubtfully.

"They say you are the number one genius in the Magic Temple. Logically speaking... it won't be difficult for you to get into the top ten, right?"

"What Xiaolong said is true. You asked us two brothers to help you again and again. What do you mean?"

Long Haochen was equally puzzled and looked at Lin Xin standing between the two of them and asked.

Lin Xin suddenly felt powerless when he thought of his own weakness.

Who can understand...he is a magician who can't output!

According to common sense, a magician is the core output of a team!

For the team, a magician who cannot attack with magic is not even as good as a healer!

No matter how talented a magician is, if he doesn't know how to attack magic,

It’s no different than a decoration!

Which demon hunting group would accept such a magician...

"I don't know how to say it, but what is certain is that if you two dear brothers help me, this is a great kindness! I, Lin Xin, will never forget it!"

After speaking, Lin Xin walked towards the exit of the arena with an empty heart.

Due to emotions and reasons, neither Zilong nor Long Haochen had any reason to help him.

As for Yang Wenzhao and the others... he doesn't know them well either!

Besides, he already has a rich family, but his few steel coins are really looked down upon by others.

Looking at Lin Xin's leaving figure, Zilong shook his head and said nothing.

Finals Proving Ground!

The referee loudly announced the first game roster!

"The first game! Knight Purple Dragon! Battle against Knight Duanmei!"

"Level 4? Wasn't his previous strength at the peak of Level 5?"

Hao Jiahuo was puzzled when he saw Zilong's current level of cultivation on the data display.

Not only him, but also several deputy palace masters sitting in high-level seats.

"Something's wrong! This little guy's strength was at the peak of the fifth level before. What happened to the fourth level now?"

Han Qian frowned, a monk's cultivation level could drop.

Either his meridians are injured, or he goes crazy! Or he is seriously injured and on the verge of death!

But Zilong's appearance didn't look like he was injured.

"Sure enough! What you used that day should be a secret technique to improve your cultivation! I wonder how much it cost?"

Duanyi held the sword in one hand, summoned the armor and put it on his body, and asked with interest.

Calling out the coal briquettes, Zilong shook his head in denial and said categorically.

"It's not a secret skill, it's something wrong with my body. I'm fine now. Thank you for your concern."

Looking at the briquettes, Duanyi chuckled and called out his mount without answering.

"Golden-horned Mammoth!"

"Ho~!" A golden space appeared behind him!

A golden mammoth stepped out from another dimension!

"Coal briquettes!" He shouted softly, and the briquettes above his head quickly flew into the air!

Open your mouth wide and release your spiritual power towards the purple dragon!

Boom~!

Buzz…!

Five magical halos of different colors hover around you!

As the six magic halos appeared, the faces of everyone watching the battle changed drastically!

"Is this...is this still a knight?" Chen Yinger covered her mouth and exclaimed.

"Referee! Isn't this a foul?" Everyone in the audience was talking about it.

(End of chapter)