Super Treasure Hunter

The referee also declared Yang Zhao victory after the second prince turned around.

Zhao Wenbo rushed to the arena, picked up Yang Xixi, and looked at Yang Zhao, wishing to kill Yang Zhao himself.

"Why, if you want to do something to me, it's just that you are such a trash, or let your Senior Brother Meng Yu come up."

Yang Zhao shook his head, saying that he didn't like Zhao Wenbo at all.

Seeing that Zhao Wenbo's anger was about to erupt, he hurriedly scolded in midweek: "Give me back. It is not now for revenge. Send Yang Xixi to heal his injuries."

Zhao Wenbo gritted his teeth and placed his fingers in his palm, dripping with blood.

This morning's fight came to an end.

During the rest, the prince Li Tian came to the middle of the week and smiled bitterly: "While everyone is paying attention to the competition, find a chance and leave this place of right and wrong."

"Go, why are you leaving?" Zhou Zhong waved his hand calmly.

"I used to be able to hold my second child, but now I have lost the battle and lost the crown prince's qualification to succeed. Just now, there were no less than three waves of neutral courtiers who went to show my favor to the second child."

"You know, he has long been thinking about your Shenbing Pavilion, and he won't let you go easily because of reason."

It was the first time that the prince felt so powerless in Shenping. Now that the second prince is assisted by courtiers, the overall situation may be determined.

Once the second prince got the reserve, he would definitely not let go of himself, who would compete with him on weekdays.

The midweek group is one of his few friends. Everything is because of himself, so naturally he does not want others to be implicated by him.

"Even though the prince puts his heart into his stomach, and he doesn't need him to clean up me, I will definitely not let it go, just waiting for a good show."

He can ignore what he did before, but he has touched his bottom line when he is so cruel to Yang Xixi, and there is a god-given opportunity in front of him, why not clean it up.

"Kingzun must not act rashly. Let's do it. Tomorrow morning I will arrange guards to send you out of the city personally. He hasn't gotten a reserve yet, so he must not dare to openly attack me.

The prince finished speaking hurriedly and left, as if something big was about to happen.

One hour before the start of the afternoon fight, Zhao Wenbo had already left with Yang Xixi.

Meng Yu took the middle of the week and came to a restaurant in Wangcheng.

Just as the two were discussing what to do next, a long-haired man in a weird dress and a cloak sat down without fear.

Picking up a chicken leg and feasting on a big one, he didn't forget to call Xiao Er: "Come on, help me fill up the wine."

Meng Yu quit immediately, and reached out to copy the long sword that was placed aside. Seeing Zhou Zhong shook his head, he gave up.

"Brother Xiongtai, if you want to have a drink, I can make another table for you. The two of us are discussing matters, which is really inconvenient."

Out of courtesy, Zhou Zhong smiled and pointed to the empty table aside and said.

The man pecked his fingers and wiped the flowers on his chest: "Talk to the second prince to kill you, how to deal with it, no, I don't think you are such a person."

"Are you sent by the second prince?"

Meng Yu immediately drew out his sword as he approached the enemy.

The people in the restaurant, seeing this, scattered and left, for fear of being hit by it.

After the shopkeeper threw out a bag of gold in the middle of the week, he also wisely chose to lie down and play dead.

"Just him, please don't move me, why are you afraid?" The man gently lifted the brim of his hat and looked at Meng Yu who was ready to go.

When Meng Yu saw this fleeting face clearly, it was as if he was hit by a boulder, and his heart was turbulent.

In the middle of the week, naturally, he saw Meng Yu's strangeness, and he knew that the man sitting in front of him was definitely not simple.

"If you think I ate your meal for nothing, I can kill the second prince for you, so that no one can covet your Shenbing Pavilion, but you have to owe me a favor."

The man made a hissing gesture to Meng Yu.

"No, I have my own decision on this matter, thank you Xiongtai."

Zhou Zhong bowed his hand and said goodbye. For some reason, the man in front of him gave him a very uncomfortable feeling of depression, so he just wanted to leave now.

"Thank you for this table of wine and food. When you win the competition, I will challenge you."

The man lowered his head and continued to gorge himself, as if he had never eaten in a few lifetimes.

"Junior brother, or let's clean up and get ready to run away."

Meng Yu suddenly grabbed Zhou Zhong's hand and said solemnly.

"Your kid also followed suit. The one who just said to help me kill the second prince..."

Quite helpless midweek.

"That person really didn't laugh, he is the night stab party!"

Meng Yu only felt a little suffocated. If that person had just shot, they would both have to be here.

In the middle of the week, he thought about it in his mind: "Which is the top ten show in the tower?

"Yes, he just said he wants to challenge you, let's run away quickly."

Six years ago, one side, one man and one sword, wiped out the entire Ziyuan Pavilion because an outer door elder of Ziyuan Pavilion offended him.

It is said that the way that the one proves is the way of killing.

Six years ago, he was a ruthless character who was able to kill two black belt powerhouses one death and one severely, and destroy the sect of the people, most like to ravage those so-called geniuses.

Because he was only in his early twenties and was in line with the rules for participating in the Hundred Sects Competition, even the royal family had to compromise.

So the man who said he wanted to kill the second prince was really not a joke.

"What are you running? I don't want to avenge Xixi. Let's go to the stage as soon as possible, otherwise the game will be over."

Zhou Zhongzhong also hesitated for a while, but one party was not what he wanted to worry about right now, the most important thing at the moment was the fight with the second prince.

As for that party, if he really wants to attack himself, even if he fights for his life, he will have to eat a piece of meat.

This is the temperament of the week.

When the two rushed to the martial arts stage, the big match had already begun, and Li Tian also appeared on the court.

After a few games, the referee announced: "Tianta Royal Family Li Yun is right..."

All the eyes of everyone were projected at this moment, and they wanted to see which one of the hapless ran into the second prince.

"Ice Tower Shenzong Yingzun!"

As soon as this statement came out, the crowd was in an uproar.

Even the second prince never thought that his opponent would be Midweek.

There was a glimmer of hope in the prince's heart at this moment.

If Zhou Zhong wins the second prince, then both of them will lose in the first game, and there will be a turning point for the succession of reserves.

"Then stop talking nonsense and just start!" The second prince didn't pay attention to midweek. The prince is powerful and he is not a vegetarian.

The second prince was not eager to reveal his hole cards, but wanted to test the strength of the week.

With a halberd in his hand, he made a circle in mid-air, and suddenly pierced towards Zhou Zhong.

The power of darkness covered his arms in the middle of the week, condensing a pair of hand armor, and then abruptly grabbed the halberd.