Chapter 742: The Younger Generation Can’t Beat Me

He Wushuang, who had just been "resurrected", was lamenting the horror of this world arena, that even the king realm could be included in it. Even the king in the arena was the same as other realms, and could be resurrected after death.

It's just that the process was relatively more uncomfortable. Even he, who always considered himself a tough-minded person, still felt a little uncomfortable in his stomach at this moment, which made him frown.

But at this moment, this arena is already exaggerated enough.

But as soon as he raised his head, he heard Tuwazi, Gu Chen, and the Exiled Immortals indicating that Dao Ming wanted to compete with him.

The disdain in his words made He Wushuang so depressed that he almost spit out a mouthful of old blood.

Demon King Pu came over to ask for a fight, but he didn't agree. Instead, they all stared at him...

OK OK...

This means that he, He Wushuang, is easy to bully.

Demon King Pu on the side had a gloomy face, pursed his lips, and did not say a word for a long time.

Of course, I really don’t know what to say.

If someone doesn't fight with you, you can't force it, otherwise the nature will change.

After all, the rules set by that man are actually beneficial to other areas in a sense.

Otherwise, if these powerful kings had taken action indiscriminately, his domain would have been filled with ashes.

It's hard to guard against.

It's not like things like this have never happened before. In the ancient battle of Immortal Ancient, there were strong men from one side of the Nine Heavens and Ten Lands who were killed in foreign lands seven times in and seven out.

Moreover, this group of people have just entered the king realm, and they can suppress He Wushuang, who has been in this realm for many thousands of years. If the giant does not take action, it will obviously be difficult to suppress these people, and give them some time to continue to develop. In the future, If the old and new accounts are calculated together...

In other words, they could have attacked more violently, but in the end they chose this relatively "elegant" method. Naturally, they had to follow the so-called rules.

Sighing, Demon King Pu looked at He Wushuang, who had a gloomy face, and silently encouraged him in his heart.

Judging from the momentum of the other people, I am afraid they are not inferior to the first person. There are lessons learned from the past. To be honest, it is actually a little worried about He Wushuang.

If he were suppressed consecutively, the dignity of this young leader of his domain in the past would probably be completely wiped out, and no trace of him would be left.

But I can only watch.

Unless He Wushuang wins, or is suppressed one by one by the remaining people, it may be his turn to play.

But at that time, even if I can suppress these young people who are ignorant of the future, the momentum of the foreign races will probably be irreversibly burned from still burning to being completely numb.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that this is a naked conspiracy, which is laid out in front of the public. It seems to be a challenge to other areas, but in fact it is to reduce the morale of other areas without limit.

But in the world, conspiracy is the most difficult to defeat.

Especially under the premise that he is not strong enough, he knows what the consequences will be, but he can only bite the bullet.

Also, this arena...

I didn't expect that even the king could be resurrected. It was beyond imagination. Demon King Pu couldn't even imagine how exaggerated the real strength of the man who once stirred up the world in his domain...

You really shouldn't think about it,

Because the more he speculated, the throbbing in his heart became stronger, as if there was a pair of big eyes staring at him.

"He Wushuang, do you dare to accept my invitation to fight?"

At this moment, Tuwazi took the lead to walk out. He was not too tall, but his figure was quite generous. As he moved, his whole body was enveloped in a misty aura of earth, as if the entire vast land was pressing towards He Wushuang. go.

The air around him suddenly became tight.

This is the horror of stepping into the king's realm with the Red Dust Immortal as the foundation. It becomes a great avenue of its own. There is no need to pay attention to the accumulation of foundation. The Red Dust Fairy itself is already the biggest foundation.

Often, even in countless epochs, one person may not be able to achieve the status of immortal in the world of mortals.

At the same time, what Tuwazi said was also extremely provocative.

What does it mean to dare to accept an invitation to fight?

Just accept it.

If you don't accept it, wouldn't it be a disguised admission that you are afraid of fighting?

He Wushuang's face was ashen.

Naturally, he noticed the hidden meaning in Tuwazi's words.

He snorted coldly, "Why don't you dare!"

After the resurrection, the originally damaged coverts were restored, but there was just a sense of weakness in the body, but for the collision between the kings, this sense of weakness would not affect the direction of the battle.

However, Tuwazi shook his head at this time: "I'd better wait for you to rest for a few days. Anyway, I have plenty of time. I'm not in a hurry to suppress you."

What he wants is to suppress the other party in an upright manner.

Otherwise, even if he wins, everyone in the foreign land will feel that he is invincible.

"..." He Wushuang couldn't help but feel anxious when he heard this. What do you mean by not being so anxious to suppress yourself?

"Between you and me, it doesn't matter who suppresses the other."

He Wushuang's eyes radiated golden light. Even though he failed in the collision with the Ten-Crown King, he still had an undefeated spirit.

Tuwazi laughed twice but did not respond.

Who is stronger and who is weaker will be known after a few days of fighting. There is no need to argue with He Wushuang now.

In this case.

If you really want to talk about it, his strength is weaker than the ten-time champion.

By then it is really unknown who will win or lose.

Even if he couldn't stand to the end after giving it his all, he couldn't stand with Wushuang.

Anyway, with the protection of the adults, he could be resurrected even if he died in the ring. He, Tuwazi, had already used the art of risking his life countless times in that dark secret realm.

The only difference was that in that secret realm, if he failed to risk his life, he would really die.

But here, he had no worries.

To be honest, he should perform better in the ring.

Anyway, Tuwazi had no psychological burden.

After the battle at the king level, it was the clash of the younger generations.

Among them, Li Zicheng was the main one.

With the Heavenly Demon Body, Li Zicheng's strength was unquestionable. He won ten consecutive victories as soon as he entered the ring. Almost no one in the same realm could match him.

The one who lasted the longest was a foreign genius named Mingfeng, who was in the Immortal Realm. He had never tasted defeat since his debut. It was terrifying. If he hadn't met Li Zicheng, the other geniuses in the village might not be his opponents.

But unfortunately, Mingfeng met Li Zicheng, who had a demon body. Although he lasted the longest on the ring, he looked the most miserable. His whole body was shattered like a broken porcelain bottle.

This made the foreign people, who were already somewhat desperate, even more desperate.

How can they fight?

The elders couldn't beat them and were completely abused. They even felt desperate when talking about that mysterious man.

The younger generation only swept the same realm at the beginning, but now they can compete with the king of other domains and even suppress the immortal king of other domains.

At the moment, they can't even beat the younger generation.

There is no hope.