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On the high platform, Ji Tianhua held a square painting halberd and announced: "The newcomer king will be held below, and the title defense ceremony will be held."

Ying Feifan looked forward and looked at Ji Tianhua on the high platform in disbelief.

He looked serious and continued with a sigh of relief: "According to the selection regulations of the Demon-Breaking Army, the one who killed the Shadow Demon in the Zhenwu Fantasy is the one who obtained the Newcomer King. Xuanyuan Mo was able to kill the Shadow Demon in the competition of 3,000 people, and the defending Newcomer King is well deserved."

"I don't accept it." Xuanyuan Tiantu shouted.

"The young master is mighty, the young master is mighty..."

"Brother Xuanyuan is powerful, brother Xuanyuan is powerful..."

Xuanyuan Tiantu's voice was immediately covered by the shouts of people around Chen Mo.

Ji Tianhua raised the Fangtian Painting Salute, and the audience suddenly became quiet: "Xuanyuan Mo, why don't you come to the stage to receive the award."

Suddenly, hundreds of civilian contestants were boiling, cheers came one after another, surrounded Chen Mo and rushed towards the high platform.

Chen Mo curled his lips, patted his cuffs, and tidyed his clothes.

The four maids immediately surrounded him and helped to sort out his clothes. Everything was ready, and four maids were driving the way around. With the cheers of everyone, Chen Mo walked to the high platform.

Some are happy and some are sad.

There were almost sparks in Ying Feifan and Xuanyuan Tiantu's angry pupils. But now no matter how unwilling you are in your heart, you can only watch.

Hundreds of followers behind him were even more dumbfounded and their hearts fell to the bottom.

At this time, Ji Yanxi also put away the proofs set by Ying Tengwu and looked at Chen Mo who was so arrogant on the high platform. Her eyes were curved into two crescent moons.

Ying Tengwu was stunned when he heard the harsh cheers.

On the high platform, Ji Tianhua greeted him. A soldier came from the backstage, holding a jade-colored brocade box in his hand, and stood beside him.

Ji Tianhua instructed: "This is a ninth-grade elixir 'Tianji Pill'. I hope you will not let everyone down. After you have achieved success, you will make more contributions in the war of gods and demons."

"The young master is mighty, the young master is mighty..."

As everyone cheered, Chen Mo nodded slightly and took the pill.

He had originally expected to get a Tianji Pill, but he did not have too many extravagant expectations. Now that he accidentally got the pill, it would be just around the corner to impact the cultivation of the Saint-level Emperor.

An indescribable joy hung on his face. Chen Mo suppressed his excitement and put it in the storage ring.

In addition to this joy, there was more pleasure flowing through his heart. Facing the boiling crowd, his eyes fell on the deadly Ying Feifan and others, and a curve appeared on the corners of his mouth.

This smile was like a white blade stabbed into Xuanyuan Tiantu's heart. He shook his body, staring at his pupils that were like a man, and squeezed out a sentence between his teeth: "Boy, don't be too proud too early."

Ying Feifan pulled out his face and said coldly: "Yes, the road is still long."

Looking at the completely different atmospheres between the two sides, Ji Tianhua smiled bitterly and patted his palm.

Immediately, a soldier held a set of silver armor in his hand and climbed up to the platform.

The armor is printed with a pattern of golden red fire on the silver color. The material is made of black steel. A piece of heart-protecting crystal is inlaid on the chest. It is said that this crystal is indestructible. In addition, a layer of golden silk soft armor is cast inside the armor. People wearing such a set of armor can be said to be invulnerable to the battlefield.

Ji Tianhua continued: "This armor is called 'Yinlin Armor', weighing only 100 kilograms, but it is extremely hard. Its heart protection crystal can not only be integrated with the user, but also can also evolve the size of the armor according to the body shape. It will definitely help you to be invincible on the battlefield in battle."

"Yinlin Armor." Chen Mo's eyes fell on the armor, and his name was repeated in his mouth.

With a gentle touch on his palm, a gentle feeling came. Suddenly, an electric current-like breath repelled from the armor, which attracted the mysterious energy in his body and involuntarily poured into it through his fingertips.

Chen Mo suddenly withdrew his palm, and this feeling must be in line with what Ji Tianhua said, wanting to integrate with the user.

He was like a treasure, took the Yinlin armor and laughed in a daze: "Good thing."

Ji Tianhua held a jade token in his palm and handed it over: "This is a special token for the Demon-Breaking Army. Only the adjutant will be worthy of this order. Today, you defend the newcomer king, which means you will lead 300 new recruits and enter the top leaders of the Demon-Breaking Army. I hope you will not let everyone down."

The token is two inches in size, with golden markings on the edges. Three blood-like breaths flowing in the middle, and three powerful words are written on it.

"General's Order." Chen Mo said.

He browsed: "Haha..." and laughed.

Suddenly, Chen Mo waved his arms and shook, and his whole body exuded the aura of a king. He raised the token in his hand high in front of everyone.

"The general is mighty, the general is mighty..."

The civilian contestants from the audience shouted loudly, and the sound echoed across the entire square.

Ying Feifan's clenched fists were already trembling. This honor and the gains should belong to him, but at this moment he could only watch these things go to waste.

Anger was inside, boiling like a crowd of people shouting.

As the shouts calmed down, Ji Tianhua said without saying a word: "General Xuanyuan, why don't you say a few words?"

Chen Mo couldn't hide his excitement, so he waved his palm and took back the Yinlin armor and token into the storage ring.

Ahem!

He cleared his throat and took a step forward.

"Well……"

"The young master is mighty, the young master is mighty."

Chen Mo pressed his palms down, soothed Xia Landongmei and others who were shouting, and followed the way the big guys spoke.

He said in a straight voice: "Everyone, although I defended the newcomer king today, I would like to thank some people, such as my comrades who fought against the demons side by side." He waved his palm at the civilian contestant.

Then he said: "I also want to thank my grandmother, the organizer, the Demon-Destroying Army, and..."

"Pretending to act." Xuanyuan Tiantu said coldly.

After a string of thanks, Chen Mo's eyes fell on Ying Feifan and others: "The most important thing is to thank the winner and the brothers of the Xuanyuan family. You have no credit, but you have worked hard, in the future..."

"asshole!"

Ying Feifan's pupils opened. His face was so angry that he was flushed, and bloodshots had already climbed into his eyes.

When did I ever suffer such sarcasm? A sentence is like a severe blow in my chest. I feel a tremor in my body, and a breath of qi and blood reach my throat.

He opened his fist, clenched it suddenly, and pressed it back with his teeth tense.

Now it is a foregone conclusion that the newcomer king is now. The "cannon fodder" behind him can't help but can't help it.

The fat man who was clamoring for the most joy just now grabbed Xuanyuan Tiantu's arm, stared at his cow's eyes and asked, "Young Master Xuanyuan. I have died seven or eight times in the Zhenwu illusion. Now you have no newcomer king, and we can't join the Demon-Destroying Army. The compensation for death that I promised to give us cannot be missing."

"Yes, you can't leave it."

"When will it be?"

...

Suddenly, the followers around the two began to gradually become uneasy.

Xuanyuan Tiantu's anger was not gone, and he waved his arms and directly knocked the fat man away.

He said coldly: "Don't mess around here."

Everyone was stunned, everyone was discouraged, and they didn't care about face or anything else. They recovered from the gods.

"Want to pay for the debt?"

"Don't think about it, you must give us the spirit stone."

...

Xuanyuan Tiantu and Ying Feifan looked at each other. They felt that it was not suitable to stay here for a long time, so they turned around and left.

This aroused the indignation of the people around him, blocking the two of them and surrounding them in the middle.

“Can’t leave.”

The fat man who was knocked out shouted, and a tiger pounced on the ground, grabbed Xuanyuan Tiantu's ankle, and cried: "Two young masters, I have old men and young men, and I am counting on my life. You can't just leave like this."

Ying Feifan was even more angry, but he didn't dare to get angry in front of so many people. He suppressed the qi and blood that were rumbling in his heart. As soon as he settled the calculation, the qi and blood immediately surged into his throat.

Xuanyuan Tiantu once promised everyone that each person would give one hundred spirit stones to repay once for the attack. There must be a brave man under the heavy reward, and he was glad that this was a good way.

But now, after careful calculation, the "cannon fodder" team of 500 people will cost 50,000 spirit stones once a person dies, not to mention that the fat man died seven or eight times alone.

What about the others?

"Hey, brother winner." Chen Mo greeted on the platform.

Ying Feifan pressed the blood and blood in his throat, looking at him with red eyes.

"Ah! Why are you so angry?" Chen Mo frowned and sighed.

He nodded apologetically and said, "How about I lend you some spirit stone?"

Puff ~

Ying Feifan's chest sank, his heart twitched suddenly, and a breath of blood that was pressing into his throat spurted out.

This mouthful of anger bleeded the look of the followers in front of him.

Ying Feifan took two steps back, and was supported by Xuanyuan Tiantu behind him, and then he stabilized himself.

He stared at his scarlet pupils, biting blood in his teeth, and looked at Chen Mo on the stage, and secretly had a murderous intention. The meridians in his body were trembling like dancing. A mysterious aura unconsciously condensed on a fist.

Wait, only wait!
To be continued...