"Jijiji--" The strange bird was captured by Guan Heng and screamed in surprise. This bird was a spiritual bird and monster raised by Mo Jinzhi since childhood. At this time, the feathers flew wildly and struggled desperately. Mo Jinzhi was so distressed that she stomped her feet. She waved the pointed cone in her hand and pointed it at Guan Heng's back: "Let it go!"

Guan Heng felt that the spiritual energy contained in this spiritual bird monster had a blue air level, and he immediately sucked it all without hesitation, and then threw the black-feathered monster bird into a ball at Mo Jinzhi: "If you want it, give it to you.W            wくW.81zW.CoM"

"Bang!" Mo Jinzhi subconsciously picked up the monster bird, but unexpectedly, Guan Heng rushed over with a quick break and slapped her on the shoulder: "I offend you, go down the ring."

It was a sudden moment, and then Mo Jinzhi felt a powerful force surge, and her body couldn't help but fall off the ring, but she was not hurt much, so she suddenly leaped in the air before landing, and then landed lightly. Her posture was extremely beautiful, which immediately caused the onlookers to applaud and applaud: "Okay, the girl of the Mozi tribe is still honored even though she was defeated, which is amazing!"

"Uh, that boy Guan Heng actually showed mercy..." At this moment, Mo Jinzhi was not angry about defeat, but instead shouted to the ring: "Hey, Guan Heng, you must win, so that you can marry my sister--"

"What?!" Hearing this, Guan Heng on the ring staggered and almost fell off the stage.

"Sister Jinzhi, what are you talking about? I didn't hear clearly-" Guan Heng grabbed the edge of the ring and shouted: "Say it again!"

"Hmph, silly boy, I won't tell you." With a teasing smile on his face, Mo Jinzhi turned around and left, leaving Guan Heng, who was confused on the ring. He murmured to himself: "Can I fall into some trap, right?"

At this moment, there were only six and seven people left in the ring, including Guan Heng, Shen Yang, Rong Teng and Geng Chong, who beat their respective opponents down the stage. In this way, they formed two pairs with Guan Heng.

Manager Zhu announced at this time: "Okay, the final winner will be produced among you four. Please draw a mud ball from this earthen jar and take it out." As soon as this was said, a local soldier had already walked up with a large urn in his hand and placed it in front of everyone with a bang.

Guan Heng, Shen Yang, Rong Teng and Geng Chong each stepped forward and pulled out their hands. They immediately grabbed the mud balls as big as fists, with different numbers of circular holes on them, and a confused look of confusion flashed across everyone's faces.

At this time, General Manager Zhu took a look and continued: "Guan Heng's mud ball has four potholes, Rong Teng's mud ball has three potholes, and these two people will play another game; Shenyang and Geng Chong are one pothole and two potholes respectively. You two want to play another game, and the person who wins the second victory will finally have a decisive battle!"

Hearing this, Guan Heng nodded slightly. He turned his head to look at Rong Teng, a strong man from Tianyu tribe, and his eyes were full of fierce fighting spirit. The other party was strong but also experienced. He did not relax his vigilance because Guan Heng looked young, but instead became alert.

At this moment, General Manager Zhu said again: "It's almost noon now, and everyone must be hungry. Let's do this. Let's have a break in the guest seat next to the ring. I'll order people to prepare wine and food to let you eat and then fight after you're full."

"That's great!" Rong Teng, a strong man from Tianyu clan, didn't say much, but his voice was like a loud bell. He planned to compete with his opponent after a full meal. The two arch rivals Shen Yang and Geng Chong also stared at each other fiercely, and then said at the same time: "Okay, let's let you live a little longer."

Guan Heng saw countless Mars burst out between the two people's words, and he felt amused: "These two people are really natural enemies. Fight, fight. Although it looks a bit vicious, if you can both lose both sides, it will save me a lot of trouble."

After a while, Guan Heng and others sat down on the edge of the ring. Several maids had already served the food and food, and they all placed them attentively on four tables. Rong Teng was tall and had a generous appetite. When he saw the food on the table, he started to eat in a quiet voice. Just as Guan Heng was about to raise his chopsticks, a maid had already served a plate of dishes and placed them in front of him.

Guan Heng could see clearly that this person was Dou Wanxin's close maid Du'er. At this moment, Du'er pretended to be Guan Heng pouring wine, deliberately approached and whispered: "Miss, please tell you, don't eat the plate of roasted fish stew on the table. It has been touched by someone. Although it is not fatal, it will cause constant abdominal pain."

"Thank you for the reminder." Guan Heng replied in a low voice, and a cold light flashed in his eyes: "It must be that Lord Dou, who is the one who poisons my food in order to make Rong Teng of the Tianyu clan win. This person named Dou is too immoral. It would be strange if I want you to be happy."

"Miss asked me to tell you that if you can win, you will win. Don't force yourself. Safety is the first priority. I'll leave."

Du'er hurriedly finished speaking, and turned around with a tray in her hand. Guan Heng nodded in her heart: "Oh, the difference between biological father and daughter is so big. One wants to poison me, but the other reminds me to help me. Although Sister Wanxin does this to get rid of her marriage, she is still really good in her heart."

Guan Heng ate while thinking about how to use force to win later, but at this time, the enemy who was in trouble suddenly spoke, and the person who was talking was Shen Yang of Zhujian clan. He angrily patted his table and asked, "Hey, why is there a stew of roasted fish on that kid's table, but I don't have it here?"

"Well..." Hearing this, Fatty Zhu, the general manager next to him, suddenly sweated his forehead. He personally arranged for someone to poison the fish on Guanheng table, but Fatty Zhu was negligent and forgot to put the same roasted fish stew on the other three people.

At this time, Shen Yang said angrily: "Please give me a plate of roasted fish stew. Hurry up, I like to eat fish the most!"

A servant had long muttered in General Manager Zhu's ear: "At noon today, there was only one fish left in our kitchen, so we only made a plate, look..."

"It's all a bunch of waste, why don't you prepare more ingredients?" Fatty Zhu was so angry that his face was trembling. At this time, he had no choice but to say to Shen Yang: "I'm really sorry, Mr. Shen, there is no kitchen..."

"Bang!" At this moment, Shen Yang slapped the table and said with a calm face: "Are there no fish or is it that you are the one who is despised me at all? I have to ask this matter clearly, otherwise, hum, you know what the consequences will be!"

"Hehehe, although I don't like the guys of the Zhujian clan, Shen Yang is right this time."

The person who said this was Geng Chong, a villain who took the opportunity to add fuel to the fire. He reached out and pointed to the table at the horizontal, and then said sarcastically: "There are braised fish on the table of an unknown junior, but the representatives of our four major alien races cannot eat fish, which is a bit unreasonable."
Chapter completed!