His Wife Calls The Shots

Chapter 856

"Hey, hey, Bai Zhu suddenly rushed out of the winter battlefield. Where did he go? It turned out to be back to the autumn battlefield, eh? He took a fishing net? What is this for?"

"He's back! He's back! Back to the winter battlefield! What a trick! Beautiful!"

"As expected of Bai Zhu, he is brave and resourceful. No wonder no one wants him to leave. He is beautiful and powerful!"

In the field, Bai Zhu retrieved the fishing net from the autumn battlefield, and went straight back to the winter battlefield to cover the man who fell into a hill.

Directly cut off the back road for those people to stand up!

The five-second countdown begins!

When the last second was over, the audience was boiling.

In this round, the attackers collectively failed!

Qian Miao's brows suddenly loosened, and the corners of her mouth raised a very shallow arc.

It seemed that he was starting to get tired, and he stood on the spot with his long sword in his hand, motionless, and did not respond to the cheers of the audience outside the venue at all.

In less than five minutes, a new batch of attackers was assembled.

This time... the team of Haohao Tangtang seems to be as many as a thousand people!

Almost, all on!

Even if these people are standing, they can fill all four battlefields!

The audience frowned, and a small number of people were gloating.

"Crowd tactics, there is no chance of winning this time."

"Even if these people are procrastinating, they can drag it until dawn, the White God's physical strength will definitely not be able to hold it!"

"Ugh."

The entrance gate has not yet opened, and those people have assembled into many squares, shouting slogans to boost morale!

The narrator: "A thousand people, a whole thousand people! This is Bai Zhu's defeat!"

"One thousand people divide 200,000 yuan, and there is not much money in hand. I don't know what motivates them to participate together."

"I don't think Bai Zhu can last long in this round, and I'm afraid he will raise a white flag to surrender."

"That's right, after the first two rounds, Bai Zhu's stamina is almost exhausted, and he has to rest to replenish his stamina, but the rules of the game are not very friendly to him. This new batch of super-strong attacking teams has been assembled. But he couldn't even drink a sip of water, and the next round will probably be the worst."

"Throughout history, no one has been able to challenge successfully, and it seems that this fate cannot escape this time."

"To be honest, this challenge was not prepared for the challenger to succeed. The difficulty was increased at will, there were no restrictions, and the requirements for the challenger were very strict."

With the voice of the commentator, the entrance gate slowly opened.

Thousands of troops entered in an orderly manner, majestic.

in the stands.

Qian Miao, who had been holding her hand by the old lady, was suddenly released at this second.

She looked at the old lady with a questioning look in her eyes.

The old lady looked mysterious and said, "You squat down, I have something for you."

She squatted down.

The old lady took out the Cyan Frost Sword and said, "It has been silent for more than ten years. It's time to pull it out for a walk. This task is left to you to complete."

Qian Mi looked at the sword, and instantly remembered how it felt when using it that night: it was handy.

Much better than the short sword that was given to her.

Without hesitation, she grabbed the sword and nodded.

The next second, the old lady suddenly held her hand again.

A foreign object slipped into her index finger!

Looking down, it was the silver ring that the old lady had been wearing on her index finger.

Not all rings are silver. The arms of the ring are wider and thicker than ordinary rings, but narrower than the wrench. The ring holder in the middle holds a very special diamond ring. There are three small bumps on the inner wall of the ring.

The old lady whispered a few words in her ear and told her the formula for using this ring.