God-level Perspective

Chapter 1230 The last scene

Watching Ye Han and Mo Feiwu talking and laughing on the battlefield, at this moment, Feng Wuji stared at Ye Han like a poisonous snake, and the jealousy in his eyes seemed to turn into As sharp as a knife, he wanted to tear Ye Han into pieces.

Because when Mo Feiwu was with him, he had never given him such a good look. However, now towards Ye Han, the smile on his face was even more than when towards his fiancé, which made him very possessive. How could he bear the wind?

"Damn bastard, I must kill him, I must..."

Feng Wuji's expression was twisted, and his clenched fists made a clicking sound. He looked like he wanted to go up and kill Ye Han right now.

Seeing this, Feng Yunyang said lightly: "Wuji, this woman doesn't seem to have much feelings for you. I'm afraid it will be a little difficult for you to conquer her heart. However, she is just a woman, why should she be so angry? When she leaves Desert City, It’s not up to you to decide what you want.”

Hearing this, an evil smile flashed across Feng Wuji's twisted face, and he said, "Brother Yun Yang, you are right. When she leaves Desert City, even if she is an iceberg, I will turn her into a slut." Wife, the Mo family really thought that I would marry this woman. If it weren't for her beauty and the annual dividends from the Mo family's military workshop, did they really think that my Feng family would fall in love with a little Mo family? "

Feng Yunyang said; "Wuji, it's good for you to think this way. A woman from a small family in Desert City is not worthy of your true love for her. If you go to the Imperial City, there are many better women than her."

On the battlefield, at this moment, the second competition has ended.

Twenty people, there are still ten people standing on the battle platform, four from the Mo family, four from the Zheng family, plus Yu Wenlie and Ye Han, a total of ten people. Seeing this, on the battle platform A strong look of unwillingness flashed in Mo Wu's eyes. Originally, he could definitely enter the top ten based on his strength, but because of Ye Han, he missed the top ten.

At this moment, the only people in Desert City that could be remembered were the ten people on the battlefield.

On the high platform, Lin Chaotian's eyes were extremely gloomy, because among the ten people, none of them were from his Lin family. All of this was because of Lin Feng's death. If Lin Feng had not died, there would have been many people on that fighting platform. He has a place in the Lin family.

Seeing that the top ten people had been decided, Na Fanli stood up and said with a smile: "Congratulations on advancing to the last competition. If you can get the top three people in the end, you will be able to go to the Imperial City to participate in the Battle of Ten Dynasties. In the second round of the competition, the rules of the final game are very simple. The winner with nine consecutive wins will be ranked first, the winner with eight consecutive wins will be ranked second, and the winner with seven consecutive wins will be ranked third.”

Nine consecutive victories, that is, among the ten people, one of them must play against the other nine. The one who loses no one will get the first place, the one who fails once will get the second place, and the one who loses twice will get the third place. As for The other rankings are no longer important, because each city in the Ten Dynasties War only accepts the top three players.

On the high platform, people such as Yuwen Jianfeng, Mo Tianhu, Zheng Qian and others stood up. This last scene was worthy of their focus.

Zheng Qian smiled at this time and said, "Brother Mo, I think in order to save time, how about you and our family withdraw except for niece Feiwu and my son Dongliu? Anyway, in the end, only the top three will be included. It will be produced among them, and no other foils will be necessary.”

Hearing this, Mo Tianhu glanced at Zheng Qian and said with a smile, "Since Brother Zheng has this intention, of course I have no objection. The earlier we decide on the top three candidates, the better it will be over earlier."

Hearing the conversation between Mo Tianhu and Zheng Qian on the high platform, a look of surprise flashed in the eyes of everyone on the square, but it was indeed the case. The candidates for the top three battles have basically been decided. , will only be produced among Yu Wenlie, Mo Feiwu, and Zheng Dongliu, the other people are just foils.

Moreover, the real intention of the young masters from the Mo family and the Zheng family who participated in the competition was to protect Mo Feiwu and Zheng Dongliu from being promoted safely and to prevent Mo Feiwu and Zheng Dongliu from being besieged. At the moment, Mo Feiwu and Zheng Dongliu were If people are promoted safely, their mission has actually been completed.

Moreover, by entering the top ten, these people are considered to be emerging in Desert City.

Immediately, under the gaze of people from all directions in the square, they saw that on the fighting platform, except for Mo Feiwu and Zheng Dongliu, the children of the Mo family and the Zheng family were plundering off the fighting platform one by one.

Within a few seconds, only four people, Yu Wenlie, Mo Feiwu, Zheng Dongliu and Ye Han, were left on the entire battlefield.

Seeing this, the people in the square were a little surprised that Ye Han would choose to stay. Does he really want to compete for the top three?

On the battlefield, Yu Wen Lie and Zheng Dongliu both glanced at Ye Han who was standing with his hands behind his back. They saw the corners of Yu Wen Lie's mouth slightly raised, revealing a faint sneer.

"It seems that after reaching the final level, this guy will not give up easily."

"This person can defeat Mo Wu with one sword, so he certainly has some strength. Now we have entered the final level. If it were me, I wouldn't give up easily. Even if I lose, I have to try it myself."

Looking at Ye Han on the battlefield, many people thought this way.

"The guy who doesn't care about life and death thinks that he can compete for the top three after defeating Mo Wu." Under the fighting platform, Feng Wuji looked at Ye Hanhan and smiled coldly.

"Haha, it seems that this person also wants to compete for the top three." On the high platform, Yuwen Jianfeng smiled faintly and said.

Hearing this, Zheng Qian smiled and said; "It's understandable, but although he defeated Mo Wu of the Mo family with one sword, it is not so easy to compete for the top three. It depends on whether this person has the strength."

"This is natural. Without strength, you can only end up with hatred in the end, just like some guys who overestimate their own abilities, and in the end they can only end up with no name on the list." Mo Tianhu glanced at Lin Chaotian faintly, and the sneer on his face made Lin Chaotian's originally gloomy face flash with a terrible anger, and then he snorted heavily.

At this time, Na Fanli glanced at the stage, then he looked at Ye Han and smiled; "Are you sure you want to stay and continue? You know, in the competition for the top three, no one will show mercy. For these three places, you may die on this stage." Hearing this, Ye Han looked at Na Fanli and said lightly; "You are a referee, but you persuade me to withdraw. I don't know why?" Hearing Ye Han's words, Fanli's smiling face froze, and then he snorted coldly; "You don't know how to appreciate it. Since you insist on seeking death, I will fulfill your wish. Let's start. The rules remain unchanged. The winner will win the first place." Hearing this, in an instant, on the stage, Ye Han's figure was locked by Yuwen Lie!