Wuhun: God-level selection, instant upgrade

"A duel in front of the imperial court, to put it simply, is a duel held in front of my father, with my father serving as the notary." Shasha explained to Qi Ling.

"Such a duel is the most valued and solemn competition among the entire clan. Generally speaking, it cannot be refused because it represents the glory of the ghost clan."

"Of course, since this is a competition like this, it cannot be trivial. The opponent you choose must also be an opponent of comparable strength to yourself. If you deliberately choose an opponent who is weaker than yourself, you will be ridiculed by the entire clan. "

Hearing this, Qi Ling couldn't help but smile: "Oh? So, does it mean that he has recognized my strength and thinks that I am a comparable opponent to him?"

At this time, Modolo crossed his arms and said, "Yes, although I don't want to admit it, as a warrior, my intuition tells me that you are an equal opponent to me and worthy of such a competition."

"I will also use the most solemn fighting method to knock you down completely in front of Lord Ghost King! Qi Ling, you'd better wake up."

"Huh? Okay, there is such a thing, then of course I..." Qi Ling was about to agree to Modolo, but Shasha stopped Qi Ling,

"Qi Ling, wait a minute, you'd better not agree to Modolo yet." Shasha said anxiously, "Because there is another very important point in the duel before the emperor: the winner of the game has the right to eat the opponent. loser!"

Qi Ling couldn't help but feel surprised after hearing Shasha's words. Although Qi Ling had initially adapted to the life here, this was the world of the ghost clan, and from time to time it would show some rules that he could not accept.

The Ghost King also nodded at this time and said: "Yes, Qi Ling, just as Shasha said, the so-called duel in front of the emperor is so solemn because the winner can eat the loser. This is also the evolution and change of the ghost clan. an important way to become stronger.”

"Although the high-level ghosts have stronger rationality than the low-level ghosts, it is the nature of the ghosts to devour each other, so once such a competition is proposed, no one can refuse."

Seeing Modoluo's determination to win, Qi Ling finally knew what he was planning, but it would be better to say that this was exactly what Qi Ling wanted.

"Okay, I have never participated in such an exciting competition." Qi Ling said, moving his shoulders and said, "I agree to participate in this so-called royal duel, Modora, wants to eat me It’s not that easy.”

Modolo snorted coldly at this time. It was obvious that he had absolute confidence in his own strength. He just lost to Shasha yesterday, which did not cause any blow to him at all.

It would be better to say that yesterday's loss to Shasha confirmed Modolo's confidence. As long as he no longer underestimates the enemy or is careless, no one can defeat him.

Seeing that both of them agreed to compete, the Ghost King naturally had no reason to refuse, so he had no choice but to say: "Okay, since both of you agree to this competition, then I agree to this royal duel, and it is still the old rules. The competition will be It will start in seven days."

After that, Modolo left the ghost hall in high spirits, while Shasha looked at Qi Ling with a look of complaint and said: "Qi Ling, you are really too reckless, Modolo is not easy to deal with. How can you agree to his game! If you lose, there will be no way to end it. "

Qi Ling smiled and said: "Thank you for your concern, Shasha. I know you are afraid that I will lose to him and you won't know what to do when the time comes. But don't worry, I won't lose to him."

"And didn't you say that? In your opinion, I am better than him. Since you have confidence in me, there is certainly no reason for me to lose to him."

"But, even so, but..." Shasha couldn't help but feel extremely entangled. She wanted to refute Qi Ling, but found that she had nothing to say, "No, Qi Ling, you go back first, I want to ask Qi Ling again." Father, please beg for mercy.”

Qi Ling had no choice but to go back to Shasha's residence first, while Shasha returned to the ghost hall and asked the ghost king to refuse the game.

The Ghost King looked at Shasha and said with a special smile: "Shasha, can you tell me, the reason why you want to stop this game is for Qi Ling or for Modolo?"

"Of course it's for Qi Ling!" Shasha said without thinking.

"Oh? You would actually do such a thing for a person you have just met, a person who was a human not long ago. Sasha, can you tell your father why?" The Ghost King continued with a smile. .

"I..." Shasha couldn't help but blush. Even if she didn't realize that she had a crush on Qi Ling, her father would never reveal such information.

But now that the Ghost King had guessed it, Shasha didn't care anymore, so she said confidently: "Yes, Father, I do like Qi Ling, but isn't this what you planned? Otherwise, How could you arrange for Qi Ling to stay with me?"

The Ghost King couldn't help but smile. Shasha's guess was correct. Although the Ghost King did plan to let Shasha eat Qi Ling's at first, what happened later made the Ghost King have a new plan.

"In that case, Shasha, you should believe in your own vision." The Ghost King said, "You have to believe that a man you value will not lose so easily."

Without waiting for Shasha to speak, the Ghost King continued: "Moreover, this kid is not someone who will die so easily. I can almost be sure that even if he really loses the game, he will never die, and he will definitely find a way to survive."

Shasha couldn't help but say in a tangled way: "But, the two of them have no reason at all to fight such a life-and-death battle. What is the meaning of doing this?"

The Ghost King smiled and said to Shasha: "Haha, Shasha, there are some things that you, as a woman, will not understand. For men, some battles do not need reasons."

After hearing what the Ghost King said, Shasha felt even more confused. Even among the ghosts who like to show off, she has never heard of a battle that does not require a reason. What is the purpose of such a battle?

With this doubt, Shasha finally had no choice but to return to her residence, and then told Qi Ling about her doubts.

"Qi Ling, what kind of battle doesn't need a reason? Then what's the purpose of such a battle?" Shasha couldn't help but ask in confusion.

Qi Ling looked at Shasha who was really tangled and felt helpless. Wasn't the biggest reason for this battle Shasha herself?