Medical Sovereign

The audience in the audience were stunned, they never expected such a weird scene to happen.

Zhang Heping only felt that one head was bigger than the other, and both of them stood on the stage and voluntarily surrendered, with no intention of continuing to fight. How should this be judged? Who loses and who wins?

The next moment, he didn't have to worry about it any more. Miao Miao took the initiative to step off the stage without saying a word, and returned to her seat in a few steps. Rubbing the corner of his clothes.

Ding Ning fondled her head and said encouragingly, "Very good, Miao Miao, you've done a good job, I'm very satisfied."

"Really? You...you don't blame me?"

Miao Miao revived instantly as if she had been spayed with chicken blood, and looked at Ding Ning with wide eyes in surprise.

"What's so strange about it, I'm glad you're willing to come on stage."

Ding Ning looked at her with encouraging eyes and said affirmatively.

Miao Miao giggled happily, and suddenly became happy again. Ding Ning felt pity for that innocent appearance, and his eyes blurred for a while, and then gradually became resolute.

He realized that maybe he was wrong and always wanted his women to become stronger and have the power to protect themselves, but some people don't like fighting by nature, not only the three sisters, but also Luoxue, Xiaoyao, and Qingyun. , Guan Shilin and the others are all like this.

Is it really good for them to force them to change?

Forget it, let them live according to their own nature and preferences. No matter how chaotic the Three Realms are, I will still protect them. At worst, I will put them in the water space. As long as I am alive, I will never allow anyone to hurt them .

"Seven Princes win!"

Zhang Heping pronounced the verdict loudly. Although anyone with a discerning eye knew what was going on, Miao Miao voluntarily conceded defeat and stepped down. There was no problem according to the rules of the game.

There was an uproar in the audience, some were dissatisfied, some laughed, some sneered, and some felt that there must be something shady...

Anyway, there is everything to say, although it is not clear which game Qingyun Security is playing, but people are willing to play like this, and everyone can't say anything.

Muren listened to everyone's discussion, his face was burning hot, he didn't have the face to stay in the audience, he returned to his seat in the Seventh Prince's Mansion and drooped his head in silence.

The Seventh Prince patted Muren on the shoulder comfortingly,

Although he didn't know what Qingyun Security was thinking, anyway, if he won this round, he had achieved his intended goal.

As long as he kills Ling Yun in the next match, according to the bet, Qingyun Security will withdraw from Ninghai. Although the underground forces in Ninghai will never easily accept the rule of the Seventh Palace, as long as there is no stumbling block of Qingyun Security, the rest of the forces will be scattered, and the Seventh Palace will unify Ninghai The Underworld is only a matter of time.

Therefore, at this moment, the Seventh Prince was full of spirits, jumped onto the ring with a disdain for the world, looked at Ling Yun with a grin, and said provocatively: "Master Yun, now two to two draws, who is the final big winner depends on the final round , come on, I will try my best to be gentle so that you will not suffer too much pain when you die."

Ling Yun walked out slowly and unhurriedly, he did not directly jump onto the ring like the others, but walked up the steps of the ring step by step.

Seeing Ling Yun standing pretty on the ring, the Seventh Prince showed a playful smile, put up a thumbs up and said hypocritically: "Master Yun, to be honest, a female class can lead Qingyun Security and my Seventh Prince's House to form a rivalry I still admire you very much, if you agree to marry me, I can spare you from dying, and you and I work together as a husband and wife, so why not worry about nothing happening."

"Seventh Prince, do you know why my people deliberately lost two rounds to you?"

Ling Yun was not annoyed, he looked at the self-righteous Seventh Prince calmly and said indifferently.

The Seventh Prince frowned, and suddenly felt a little uneasiness in his heart. This was indeed something he couldn't figure out. Although he didn't want to admit it, it was indeed true, so he subconsciously asked, "Why?"

The audience was silent, and everyone subconsciously held their breath, wanting to hear Ling Yun's answer, which was also the answer they desperately wanted to know.

Ling Yun smiled, with a flowery smile, but with a chilling feeling: "That's because the rule is five rounds and three wins. I didn't intend to lose two rounds to you. If you scare away, I will I will lose the chance to kill you with my own hands."

The scene fell into deathly silence for a moment, but the next moment, the pot exploded with a bang, especially the representatives of various forces in Ninghai, their faces flushed with excitement, and they talked happily.

"Fuck, so that's the case, Master Yun is really domineering."

"Let me just say, Qingyun Anbao obviously has the absolute upper hand, how could they deliberately lose to the group of prairie barbarians in the Seventh Prince's Mansion."

"Hahaha, this is really interesting. I deliberately lost two rounds, just wanting king to king. Master Yun wants to kill the seventh prince with his own hands."

"But can Master Yun really kill the Seventh Prince? The Seventh Prince's skill is not bad."

"That's right, although the Seventh Prince and Master Yun are both master-level powerhouses, the Seventh Prince has long been a master and has been immersed in the realm of a master for many years. It is too risky for Master Yun to do so."

"Since Master Yun is doing this, he must be absolutely sure, we will see it."

"Hey! Overconfidence is arrogance. If the boat capsizes in the gutter, Master Yun will just lift a rock and shoot himself in the foot."

"Yes, yes, why bother, Master Yun? Just win three consecutive victories and drive the prairie barbarians out of Ninghai. Why do you have to kill the Seventh Prince?"

"What do you know, didn't you hear what Master Yun said before? The Seventh Prince dared to bet on her in front of her man. Just for this tone, she must kill the Seventh Prince."

"Who is Master Yun's man? Why have I never heard of it?"

"Ahem, I don't know about this either, but I think it's very likely that it's the man in the peaked cap and sunglasses sitting in Qingyun's security seat."

"Oh my god, the man who can be Lord Yun, who is this man?"

"Know what you should know, don't inquire about what you shouldn't know, and be careful to know too much and be silenced."

...

"Hahaha!"

The Seventh Prince was stunned for a moment when he heard Ling Yun's answer, and then he burst into laughter, leaning back and forth, as if he had heard the biggest joke in the world.

"Laugh, laugh, I'll give you a minute, before you die, you can still have a good laugh, see how kind I am, if my man is here, he won't even have this benefit will give you."

Ling Yun looked at the Seventh Prince as if looking at a dead person, and said calmly.

Ding Ning's face darkened, he was indeed extremely upset at the Seventh Prince who dared to bet on Ling Yun, but he wasn't so petty, right? There is still some tolerance to make people laugh for a minute!

The Seventh Prince's laughter stopped abruptly, not because he didn't want to laugh anymore, but because Ling Yun's confident and calm demeanor made him unable to laugh.

The Seventh Prince's House regards Qingyun Security as a thorn in the flesh. He has carefully investigated this biggest enemy. He even knows exactly when Ling Yun stepped into the Grand Master Realm. Where to go?

You must know that both are grand masters, and there is a world of difference in strength between the early and middle stages of a grand master. He is a strong man in the late stage of a grand master. What kind of confidence does Ling Yun have to dare to say that he can kill him?

The Seventh Prince has always been self-willed, and a person with this kind of personality will definitely be accompanied by a suspicious personality. Qingyun Anbao's series of abnormal behaviors made him subconsciously vigilant, and looked at Lingyun in surprise, wanting to see why she is so confident full.

Ling Yun is calm on the surface, but she is actually very nervous in her heart. Although she has already broken through to the peak of the Grand Master with the help of Ding Ning, after all, it is a sudden surge of power, and she cannot completely control it.

Although she often sparred with her subordinates, she had no actual combat experience with real swords and guns, and her combat experience was completely incomparable to that of the Seventh Prince, who took killing people as a routine since childhood.

Moreover, although she said fiercely, she had never seen blood kill anyone. This was her biggest shortcoming. Now it is impossible to kill the Seventh Prince in full view without any timidity.

In addition, her only advantage against the Seventh Prince is probably a cultivation level far beyond the opponent's level, but this advantage is also suppressed to the minimum due to the restrictions of the competition rules, so she really wants to live and die with the Seventh Prince Fighting really doesn't have any advantage.

However, she has always been stubborn and tenacious. Since she has made up her mind not to be a burden to Ding Ning, but to be his helper, she will naturally not back down. She regards this life-and-death struggle as a test for herself, so, She can only win and never lose.

Women, once they become ruthless, are often crazier than men.

"Stop talking nonsense and die!"

Ling Yun had never used a weapon before. Her weapon was a pair of fists. Taking advantage of this time, she slowly took out a pair of flesh-colored gloves and put them on. With her long legs kicking the ground hard, she leaped into the air and launched an attack on her own initiative.

"Well done!"

The Seventh Prince was already on guard because of his surprise, and when he saw Ling Yun taking the initiative to attack, he immediately yelled, and with lightning speed, he pulled out the scimitar at his waist, and it turned into a sharp half-arc blade in the air Pouto chopped down towards Ling Yun.

Ling Yunren hadn't landed in mid-air, so she couldn't avoid this lightning strike at all. This is the shortcoming of her lack of combat experience. She was eager to make a blow effective, so this punch was a blow with all her strength, and there was no room for recovery. Forced to have no choice, he could only clenched his fists and blasted towards the blade with a coquettish shout.

"careful!"

"ah!"

"So fast!"

...

There were bursts of exclamations at the scene, and Ling Yun broke into a cold sweat, because the Seventh Prince's strike was too fast, as fast as a shooting star, which caught people off guard.

Carrying the blade with a flesh and blood body, the fate is already obvious. Some people can't bear to see the bloody scene of Ling Yun being split open, and sighed and closed their eyes.

Zheng!

The next moment, sparks flew everywhere, and there was a sound of metal and iron clanging.

People looked in astonishment, only to find that Ling Yun's fist was completely unharmed by the blade, and then suddenly realized that the flesh-colored glove was also a weapon.

Ling Yun secretly heaved a sigh of relief. When Ding Ning gave her the glove, he only said that the glove was hard to hurt and could be compared to a magic weapon. She didn't really believe it, but at this moment, she knew how powerful the glove was. Baby, that terrifying knife light cut on the glove, and her fist didn't feel any pain.

This lifted her spirits, the fear in her heart was swept away, her long legs bent slightly, her toes suddenly touched the ground, and she attacked the Seventh Prince again.

Ding Ning secretly wiped off his cold sweat, and quietly breathed a sigh of relief. He couldn't help but want to rescue her just now. This girl is really fierce.

Fortunately, during my free time in Wan Yaoling, I made a pair of gloves out of the spider god's silk mixed with immortal stones. I gave it to her before, and told her to wear it when she was on stage. She survived.