Zhen Shanfeng's eyes moved slightly, and she said calmly: "According to your own wishes, Shuo Yue, don't be careless."

"Don't worry."

Zhen Shan nodded, the magic circle under his feet flashed, and he landed on the viewing table of the chess army.

The chess army quickly moved the throne for her and stood quietly behind her, all of them expressionless and pale, like the demon soldiers in hell.

Hall sat down next to her, looked at her, and lowered his eyes.

"Let's get started."

Kevin did not use magic to attack. Instead, a heavy sword appeared in his hand. He shouted and struck Shuo Yue with a very beautiful slash.

Shuo Yue raised her eyebrows but did not avoid it. She raised her hand casually and caught his heavy sword with her bare hands.

"What?"

Kevin's eyes widened, as if he was shocked, but then he quickly calmed down and continued to take action.

"Flashy."

Zhen Shan spoke calmly and commented on Kevin's tricks to the point.

Hall was silent and did not refute, because she was very objective in her evaluation. The tricks Kevin used looked beautiful, but they were limited to looks.

Which one is strong and which one is weak is clear at a glance.

Sure enough, without three moves, Kevin was directly beaten to the ground by Shuo Yue.

Zhen Shan originally thought that this pampered prince would beg for mercy and give up after a few blows, but he did not expect that although he was a prince, his ability to resist beatings was comparable to that of Xiao Qiang. No matter how hard Shuo Yue beat him, no matter how painful it was, he could still hold on for a breath.

stood up.

With such an unyielding attitude, she raised her eyebrows slightly, and she probably guessed which clan the other half of this young man's bloodline belonged to.

Shuo Yue was also a little surprised. How durable is a prince? This is the first time he has seen him.

With this courage alone, Shuo Yue gave him the respect of his opponent. Of course, don't expect him to show any mercy.

A cloud of blood mist floated on his hand, "Prince Kevin, are you still unwilling to admit defeat? You will die with this last move."

Kevin had no good flesh left in his body. He stood up unsteadily with only the heavy sword in his hand and sneered, "That's a lot of nonsense."

Shuo Yue was not angry and smiled. He liked people with such hard bones, because then, when he smashed their pride, the expressions on their faces would be more beautiful.

"Saint!"

The people in the Temple of Light looked at Hall nervously, because they saw that Shuo Yue really had murderous intentions.

Hall's hands tightened slightly, but he still sat upright without any expression.

Shuo Yue turned his hand, and blood mist spread out from his body, tightly wrapping around Kevin. He curled his lips and faintly uttered one word, "Explode!"

"ah!"

Accompanied by a sharp roar, the blood mist exploded, seeming to crush the people inside as well.

"Kevin!"

Everyone in the Temple of Light stood up in fright and wanted to rush to the ring, but Hall stopped them.

"Saint, Prince Kevin..."

"Now that he has accepted the challenge, he should abide by the rules of the game and live or die by his fate."

What Kevin now represents is not him personally, not the Yage Dynasty, but the entire Bright Continent. If he cannot be recognized, the end result will be the destruction of all life on the continent.

No one can afford this consequence.

Zhen Shan glanced at them lightly without making any comments.

After the blood mist dissipated, a bloody man fell to the ground, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

After one breath, two breaths and three breaths, there was no movement from him. When Hall's heart began to sink, Zhen Shan slowly stood up.

She lowered her eyes and smiled coldly, "It's just a farce..."

"Wait, wait, a moment!"

"What?"

I saw the bloody man on the ring moving his fingers and slowly getting up. His face was covered with blood, but his eyes were astonishingly bright. He grinned, "I won!"

Shuo Yue was surprised, then smiled and said simply: "Congratulations."

"That's great, Captain Kevin, Captain Kevin."

Whether it was the people from the Temple of Light in Moforget City or other people on the mainland, they were all very happy and excited.

Hall breathed a sigh of relief and flew to the ring to treat his injuries.

Zhen Shan looked at her calmly, no one knew what her emotions were.

"Your Highness, Shuo Yue would like to apologize to you."

Shuo Yue knelt on one knee in front of Zhen Shan.

"Get up," Zhen Shan said without blaming anyone, "The competition will start in seven days."

This is the recognition of Kevin's captaincy.

"yes."

Zhen Shan turned around and left Qianhuan Terrace.

"Chief, are we leaving like this?"

A naive-looking member of the chess corps scratched his hair and asked.

It was the subordinate who had his heart smashed and disliked by Shuo Yue last time.

"Otherwise? Do you still want to congratulate the other party for winning your team's captaincy?" Shuo Yue rolled her eyes.

"But even if he is as durable as me, he won't be able to defeat the captain. Even if I resist twenty moves like the captain, he won't die."

The stupid guy said it very honestly.

But to the people of the Temple of Light, these words sounded like a naked sarcasm to them. However, they were aggrieved, but they did not choke back, because what the other party said was also the truth.

Shuo Yue patted the big guy on the head, "I am a prince, how can I compare with you, who is thick-skinned and thick-skinned?"

"oh."

"Let's go!"

"yes."

…

When Zhen Shan returned to her temporary residence in Mowang City, a white snowball rushed toward her.

"Que'er?"

Zhen Shan caught it and was a little surprised.

"Meow woo woo..."

Madam, how can you leave Que'er? Wow, Que'er is so sad and can't be coaxed!

Zhen Shan's eyebrows softened, he raised his hand and squeezed the back of its neck soothingly, "How did you get here?"

She was going to Moforget City and didn't bring it with her, but she didn't expect it to come to her on its own.

"Meow," Que'er licked his paw, of course because it was so powerful.

The nightmare lying dead in the corner, the dead cat, you are so awesome, I didn’t teleport you here, I’m exhausted.

Doesn’t that dead cat have any sense of losing weight?

However, no matter how many opinions it had in its mind, the Nightmare didn't dare to make a sound. How could it be that it couldn't even beat a dead cat?

Hey, hey, it's hard for demons to be born!

Zhen Shan raised his hand to lift it, raised his eyebrows slightly, and said sincerely: "Que'er, you've gained weight again. If you get fatter, you'll turn into a pig."

"Meow!"

Queer hid his fat and shook his head.

No, no, madam, you are hallucinating.
Chapter completed!