With a swish.

A little cold light arrived first, and then the gun came out like a dragon.

Situ Xing threw out the nine-fold dragon spine gun in his hand.

The spear pierced straight towards Zheng Gan's temple like a thunderbolt.

However.

The tip of the spear suddenly stopped two inches in front of Zheng Gan's temple.

"Varied……"

Situ Xing was shocked and looked closely.

Zheng Gan didn't even look at him, raised his left hand and clamped the tip of the gun with his index finger and middle finger.

Situ Xing couldn't believe his eyes.

His shot was not to kill the young man or injure him.

Because Zhao Aotian is next to him, Situ Xing used this method to force Zhao Aotian to protect the young man and catch the shot, so as to force Zhao Aotian to turn his attention back to him.

In fact, Situ Xing also slowed down the speed of throwing the gun a little.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Aotian not only did not take action, but the young man caught his own throwing gun as lightly as if he was holding a fallen leaf.

"I said, you're a bit too much."

Zheng Gan threw it casually, and the Dragon Ridge Nine-fold Spear rolled in the air for several times, accurately inserted it in front of Situ Zhou's heels.

Situ Xing felt that he could only describe it in the four words "storm".

Although that shot was not full force, it was definitely not something that ordinary people could take.

At least, you have to fight against the king-level strong men.

"Prince Star, it's better to be exempted from the competition."

Seeing this, Jinge finally couldn't sit still, so he jumped off his horse, pressed his shoulder and asked him to stop.

How could Situ Xing be so slacked off?

He shook Jinge's hand and shouted, "No, I..."

"Let's go." Before he could finish his words, Jin Ge's three cold and repeated words poured into his ears again.

Looking back.

In an instant, Situ Xing's heart felt pinched by an invisible hand.

Jinge was emitting a suffocating magic element.

In just a few seconds, Situ Xing's whole body was soaked in cold sweat.

What's going on with this magic?

The air became viscous and heavy, and I felt like my whole body was about to be crushed by huge pressure.

Is the Great Master of the Kingdom such a terrifying existence? Isn’t it a slightly worse level than the War King?

Could it be that the Great Master of the Kingdom is a particularly new level in Sichuan East above the King of War?

Situ Xing doesn't understand.

He has never left the frontier, and his information is seriously out of touch and has become a normal understanding of many things.

Situ Xing swallowed.

He never expected that this amiable and seemingly easy-to-talk old man along the way would be so terrible when he got angry.

"Since Mr. Jinge said that, then it's better to go next time."

Situ Xing said a little frustrated.

Not only because I feel that I can't beat Jinge, but more importantly, Jinge is now the Regent, and strictly speaking, his class is lower than him.

The regent is already angry. As a subordinate, no matter how special he is, he must obey.

Hearing this, Jin Ge immediately narrowed his eyes and stood up: "Well, the son is good, so Prince Xing, please follow the old minister to the palace to go through the procedures."

Situ Xing could only answer yes in disappointment, reach out and pull out the gun on the ground, and get on the horse and follow Jin Ge away.

After passing by Zhao Aotian, Situ Xing's longing gaze was reluctant to move away from Zhao Aotian, and he also glanced at Zheng Gan unhappily from time to time.

However, Zhao Aotian was busy talking to Zheng Gan and didn't even look at him.

Zheng Gan was the same, as if Situ Xing was not the prince who was about to inherit the throne in his eyes, but a trivial passerby.

"I'm still thinking about fighting Xiao Zhao?"

Walking on the way to the palace, Jinge greeted passers-by on both sides and asked casually.

Situ Xing smiled bitterly and said, "Yes."

"You are young and pretty warlike."

"It's not that I'm a warrior. Everyone is the king of war. I'm the king of the future, so I want to decide the winner with this strongest man."

Jin Ge turned around and said curiously: "Are you afraid that Xiao Zhao will not accept it after he ascended the throne?"

"That's right." Situ Xing said with some shame.

Jin Ge shook his head helplessly, saying as if he was sighing at the young man's immatureness: "If this is the case, then you should have a break from this idea."

Situ Xing was stunned: "What does it mean?"

"You'll die."

"Ah? Is Zhao Aotian very cruel?"

"No, I mean the difference in strength between you two is too big. Xiao Zhao doesn't want to fight you because he is afraid that he can't control his strength and accidentally kill you with one blow."

Situ Xing was stunned when he heard these words.

Two seconds later, he burst out laughing: "Hahaha, Mr. Ginger is really good at joking."

"I'm not kidding, that's the truth."

"well?"

Jin Ge did not look back, looked ahead and said indifferently: "This world has changed, and the War King is no longer at its peak, you will know in the future.

Also, although the strongest name is on Xiao Zhao, the white-haired boy just now, Zheng Qian, is even more powerful than Xiao Zhao."

"Better than Zhao Aotian?"

"Prince Xing, I would like to advise you that your duty is to become a king, and what the king needs is leadership, and force is redundant for the king.

So, don't try to challenge any of them, either of them is not something you can compete with.

As for obedience, don’t worry, even if you are in the face of the previous kings, as long as you can become a qualified king, they will definitely obey your arrangements."

"Yes, I will remember it." Situ Xing smiled.

But secretly, Situ Xing not only did not lose interest in Zheng Qian and Zhao Aotian, but became even more curious.

Especially that Zheng Qian.

Better than Zhao Aotian?

Haha, I really want to see this.

Situ Xing has been guarding the border since he was a child. He was loved by soldiers from both countries and guided by thousands of people, gathering the strengths of a hundred schools of thought.

In actual combat, Situ Xing is confident that no one in his class is his opponent.

Even going beyond level 3 or 5 is not a problem.

As the saying goes, combat is the best language for warriors.

Situ Xing wanted to see it. He is known as the strongest mankind. What is Zheng Qian? What are the strengths of these foolish kings?

On the other side.

"Oh?! Your brother?"

Zheng Kun's words almost shocked Zhao Aotian.

Zheng Qianhu had a face and retorted gloomyly: "No, it's just a brother from blood."

When Zhao Aotian heard this, he not only did not lose interest, but instead looked at Zheng Kun even more curiously.

Zheng Kun smiled and patted his shoulder with ignorant smile and said, "Don't be shy, brother."

Now, not only Zhao Aotian, but also Zheng Qianxin, the brothers in the King's Sect, and Mao Nanbei all came up.

Miscalculated.

Zheng Qian cursed in his heart.

At the beginning, in order to save some trouble, and I did not feel that he was hostile, I did not refuse Zheng Kun's joining.

I didn't expect this guy to be so familiar.

How should I explain his origin to my brothers now?

Say he was separated for many years?

Zheng Gan looked at Zheng Kun quietly.

In my mind, Zheng Kun had already walked to Zhao Aotian and laughed and said, "Oh? You are quite amazing. Do you want to have a conversation? Don't worry, I won't beat you to death."

No! This will not explain his strength.

Pretend to have a good relationship?

don't want!

Only this one is definitely not allowed!

Zheng Gan, who was in a dilemma, felt unprecedented anxiety and panic.
Chapter completed!