Chapter 642 The Desert Emperor’s Battle

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Sure enough, the flowing gravel formed a human shape, quickly forming facial features, skin, and even clothes. A tall, muscular, tough and handsome middle-aged man strode out of the gravel and said with a hearty smile, "As expected of a son of flame, his senses are so sharp."

His skin is a healthy wheat color, his head is smooth, and he is wearing loose and luxurious clothes. Every move shows strong confidence.

"Emperor of the Desert, Ganeses!"

Wang Yan whispered slightly, even though he was not wearing a golden mask at this time.

However, Wang Yan recognized the Desert Emperor at a glance from his temperament and unique abilities!

at the same time!

In the youth conference, many drowsy people were suddenly awakened.

Host Sean, who took advantage of the night time to take a short break and have some late-night snacks, hurriedly jumped into the air on his flying skateboard and repeatedly exclaimed, "What happened? What happened? Why is the Desert Emperor gone?" Sahara Desert? Director, director, quickly switch to the home screen."

There was also a lot of discussion at the conference venue.

No wonder they were shocked.

Desert Emperor Ganeses is half an S-level being.

According to the rules of the competition, every half-step S level exists as a seed player and does not need to participate in the qualifiers.

This rule is not to protect those who are half-step S-level. In fact, this is to protect those A-level and A+-level experts. If a half-step S-level person was thrown into the Sahara Desert, there would be no suspense about the outcome.

Half a step to S level, that is a strong person who has touched the threshold of S level. Even if two A+ level experts join forces, they may not be even half an S level opponent.

In order to prevent the whole process from being a solo show by half-step S-level experts, the organizers specially created a qualifier for the A-level experts to unleash their potential.

If the Desert Emperor ran away to the Sahara Desert, the next game would be very unfair.

The host and audience were confused.

It was the doubts of Wang Yan and his teammates that caused each of them to stand up and stare at the Desert Emperor with vigilance. He is a legendary figure, said to be a descendant of the Pharaoh Tutankhamun.

There are rumors that if fighting in the desert, the Desert Emperor can even compete with S-class warriors.

Such a character is a bug in this Sahara Desert.

"Don't be nervous." The Desert Emperor walked to the bonfire with a relaxed expression, sat down first, and then said with a slightly joking expression, "Son of Flame, didn't you let me come out, eat watermelon and chat together? Where is the watermelon?"

"Uh..." Wang Yan touched his nose helplessly, feeling slightly relaxed. The desert emperor's behavior at least didn't look like he was looking for trouble. He turned his hand and threw a watermelon.

"Kum Chi Kum Chi." The Desert Emperor was honest and unceremonious. He slapped the watermelon open and ate the watermelon. He praised the melon while eating and said, "The little girl is good at what she does. She has a rich and natural scent. I'll wait for you when I get to S. Class, please help us renovate the deserted land in Egypt and grow more watermelons. I will definitely not be indebted to you when the time comes."

"Pfft!" Sun Youmiao also relaxed a little and said with a sweet smile, "Senior is the Emperor of the Desert. If I transform all the desert into watermelon fields. Senior, don't you want to change your name to the Watermelon Emperor?"

The Desert Emperor looked stunned, touched his nose, and after thinking for a while, he said, "Watermelon Emperor? It sounds interesting. If the common people have more land, they can live a richer life. In short, it doesn't matter what my name is."

Although it is a bit nonsensical, it can be seen that the Desert Emperor does not have any malicious intentions.

Wang Yan cupped his hands and said politely: "Senior, shouldn't you be staying on a small island in the Pacific, waiting for the finals to start? Why do you appear in the desert?"

"Haha, I am the Desert Emperor, and the Sahara Desert is my territory. Naturally, I can come and leave whenever I want." The Desert Emperor said matter-of-factly, and then looked at the camera of the drone hovering in the sky. He smiled and said, "Don't worry, everyone, my true self is still on the Pacific Island. This body is just a clone of me and cannot interfere with the game."

It turns out to be just a clone!

Including Wang Yan, Snake Banshee, Poison Ivy and others secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

If the Desert Emperor really cannot suppress his loneliness and forces himself to act like a hooligan in the qualifiers, I'm afraid no one can stop him. The entire desert is his home court, how can this be done? how to spell?

"Then senior, are you here to help us?" Sun Youmiao's clear eyes were filled with joy, "You also can't understand that the Japanese are so insidious, have they formed a group to bully us?"

"Uh..." The Desert Emperor touched his nose and said with a smile, "It is indeed quite insidious for the Japanese to form a group to besiege the Son of Flame, but that is an action allowed by the rules of the game. And it also shows the Japanese people's cooperation. Lian Heng, the ability to command a siege."

"Hmm~" Sun Youmiao was young after all. Hearing the Desert Emperor praising his enemy, he was so angry that he pouted, folded his hands and snorted coldly, "Bald senior, you are eating my melon in front of me. Is it fun to praise those bad guys in front of you? Is it because you came to us with great fanfare just to ridicule us for being hunted down so embarrassingly? "

The desert emperor was so exhausted that he wanted to return the watermelon to the girl, but he had already eaten the watermelon and had no ability to grow it.

"Miaomiao, don't be rude. We have to trust Senior, he is definitely not here to see a good show." Wang Yan glared at Sun Youmiao, then turned to the Desert Emperor and said, "Senior, don't blame me, Miao Miao is still young."

"It's okay, it's okay." The Desert Emperor laughed dryly and said, "This little girl is very cute, and she has such abilities at such a young age. Her future prospects are really limitless."

After a pause, he continued, "This time, the Japanese people's strategy is indeed powerful. But Son of Flame, your breakthrough is even more exciting, with endless cards and methods. I am here just to get to know you."

"Thank you for the compliment, senior." Wang Yan smiled calmly.

"I'm waiting for you in the finals. We can compete against each other." Suddenly, the Desert Emperor's expression straightened and he said seriously, "Now, I formally challenge you to a fight."

A fight?

Not only were some people at the scene shocked, but even the audience at the Youth Conference showed incredulous expressions and exclaimed.

Son of Fire is indeed very famous, and his performance in the qualifiers was also amazing.

But compared with the dignified Desert Emperor, there is still a big gap, right?

But the Desert Emperor actually came to fight with Wang Yan?

Is this something wrong?

Wang Yan also looked stunned and said with a wry smile: "Senior, you are ranked among the top three in this youth conference, and I am still struggling in the qualifiers. We are not at the same level. What's more, Japan A group of people are eyeing me. Although we have escaped their blockade for the time being, no one knows what will happen next."

"Haha, I can't misjudge you. You have some special aura that I care about. See you in the finals." The Desert Emperor smiled heartily, and then waved his luxurious robes, and his whole person turned into a ball. The quicksand disappeared without a trace.

He came unexpectedly and left unexpectedly.

He is worthy of being the Emperor of the Desert, as if the entire Sahara Desert is his territory, even his incarnation.

Wang Yan's mental power has been fully developed, but he has no way to find any trace of the Desert Emperor, and he doesn't even know if he has left. At the same time, the words he said before leaving also made Wang Yan fall into thinking.

Is there a special aura about me that he cares about?

Does it mean pure Yang breath?

No, it probably doesn't refer to the pure Yang breath.

Could it be...?

"Lao Wang, Lao Wang, you are in big trouble." Zhang Weidao said with gloating, "I originally thought that only those banshees were very interested in you. Now it seems that you are also attractive to men."

"Get out of here." Wang Yan glared at him angrily and said, "If you dare to compare nonsense again, I'll have a good chat with Aunt Bao later and have some tea."

Zhang Weidao's proud face suddenly froze. Wang Yan's words made him feel like a green cloud was coming over him, which could wrap him up at any time and swallow him whole.

"Yes, you are the boss, I will sleep, sleep." Zhang Weidao laughed twice and got into a sleeping bag under a stone pillar, no longer daring to make any nonsense.

In the Youth Conference venue.

Bao Cai'er crossed her legs and watched this scene, glanced angrily and said, "Zhang Lang is too spineless. Wang Yan will give up after just saying a few words to him? No, you have to talk to him properly later."

"Hehe, Sister Cai'er." The beautiful succubus on the side laughed evilly, "What you mean is that I should contradict the Son of Flame a few more times. Then wait for the Son of Flame to get angry and come to you. Come for tea? Hehe, Sister Cai'er, you are so bad..."

"Don't talk nonsense. Is your sister Cai'er this kind of person?" Bao Cai'er gave her a charming look, but there was a light in her charming eyes, and she murmured, "It's just that brat Wang Yan. The body of pure yang, it is such a pity that I have never tasted the body of pure yang in this life."

"Giggle, why don't we sisters taste it for you, sister?" Several coquettish banshees said with evil smiles on their faces.

"Go, go, even if you want to taste it, I will taste it myself. It's your turn." Bao Caier glared at them.

"Hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee".

Unknowingly.

Zhang Weidao, who was sleeping in his sleeping bag, always felt that the invisible green clouds above his head seemed to be thicker. He tightened his sleeping bag and muttered to himself, hallucination, everything is an hallucination.

"Children of Fire."

On Wang Yan's side, Poison Ivy and the Snake Banshee gathered around. They smiled charmingly and said, "The night is long and I have no intention of sleeping. We are all grown men and women, why not have fun together?"

After some rest, the two women were in a state of disgrace. Their light makeup and voluptuous bodies showed off their charming charm.

To be honest, these two witches are indeed beautiful and charming purely from the appearance, and have the ability to confuse all living beings.

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