The slightly crowded venue suddenly became empty, and there was no one around Zou Liang, and a road leading to the battle altar appeared.

"Is it Shura?"

"It's him, I've seen one of his battles!"

“It looks very similar to the portrait.”

"What a nonsense portrait, no equipment, and there is no one else except Shura."

The name Zou Liang is so confusing that people would rather call him Shura, the beast god who performs martial arts.

"There's a good show."

The battle of Zou Liang killing Anthony Lika still caused a sensation and attracted the interest of many young generations of the Beast Clan cities.

Not only because of his arrogant title, but also looking at the beast spirit power he contains. Everyone knows that this guy has won many games, but he has not made a single piece of armor. If he wins him, he will definitely gain a lot. At the same time, he can write a lot on his credit book. No matter whether he is a beast god or not, people who can get a title in the beast spirit world will have a few tricks.

Zou Liang could feel the awe in the eyes of these warriors, which was completely different from when he first arrived at the Armond Beast God Continent.

Go, or not?

Looking at the road leading to the battle altar, Zou Liang striding with his head held high. This feeling was quite wonderful, which no man could refuse.

An impulse surged up.

But...the most important thing is that I can't die anyway, so of course I am willing to be a hero!

Not to mention that under the attention of everyone, Zou Liang is really a bit heroic. I think every time he participated in a fighting competition, the more people he was, the more excited he became, and a surge of desire to show his bones would burst into his bones.

Come on, he is waiting for his opponent.

Facing Zou Liang, there are no fools at this time who think that this is a target of meat. Whether you know or not, you will do your best when you see such a cautious scene, so there are fewer situations to pick up bargains. As long as you show enough strength, you will soon be well-known and recorded on the record.

"San Fepo, how about it? Are you interested in challenging the legend?"

"Buenaven, don't you cloned the city claim to be unparalleled in the world? This is a good opportunity. The beast god will perform martial arts."

"Haha, the beast god is acting in martial arts. I don't know who is pretending to be a ghost. It's a mule or a horse that knows. I hope I don't waste my time."

"Hehe, there are always people who can't help but go up."

"Look, it's Buenavan of Clones and Santa Fepo of St. John's!"

During the Spring Festival, masters will appear more frequently. Young people like this who are covered in white armor and have all the data are undoubtedly the best in major cities, and the ones that can be recognized at a glance are the elites among the elites.

The so-called full data is a complete set of white equipment, including 1~3 helmet, 1~5 armor, 1~3 arm guards, 1~3 leg guards, 1~3 shields, 1~5 weapons. If you want full data, on the one hand, you must have enough beast spiritual power, and on the other hand, you also need a very good soul engraver. Ordinary soul engraver can still have a good success rate for making a full data piece of white equipment, but it is a bit difficult to make all six pieces of data, and what can be completed is basically the type that is very considerate and full.

Buenavin, a clone city affiliated to the Shenyao Province, is a Fox Fox clan, a member of the white equipment full data, profession, shadow hunting, and shadow hunting guild, and is a friend of the weird fox Anthony Lika. He also became very interested when he heard that Anthony Lika was completely defeated by Shura.

Santa Fepo, a city of St. John, belongs to the province of God of Gods, this is a city favored by the beast gods. The Eagle tribe, profession, archers, and young people focused on training by the Archers Guild. His best 1-6 attack powerful bow also made countless archers drool.

"How is this possible in the supreme realm of shadow hunting? Anthony must be confused. A guy who is about the same age as himself is not enough even if he starts practicing from his womb."

"Did he find a reason for his failure? Isn't this what your fox tribe is best at?" San Fippo said coldly. Although the Igo Eagle tribe is a small tribe, it often produces excellent archers and wins over major forces.

"If you are unhappy, we will fight alone!" Buenaven glanced at his opponent.

"It's easy, do you think I'm afraid of you? The shadow hunter, the archer depends on who the opponent is!" San Fepo was not afraid at all. He was the only few archers who completely defeated other tribes, because he was an Eagle clan, not to mention that he also held a strong blowing bow that broke enough to break the defense!

As long as you exert this extra attack power, no matter whether the opponent uses a shield to block it, you will be injured when you are next to it.

"Two, do you want to keep fighting, or go up and have fun, so that a meat target can be proud for too long, we will lose face."

With dazzling blonde hair, there is undoubtedly only the Rhine tribe who makes other races not very happy. Santa Fepo's gaze becomes sharper, "Murphy of Daros!"

"Golden Lion Murphy?"

"Haha, what a golden lion, I'm just pretending to be in vain like you. I heard that there was a great person with good luck and happened to meet him. How about it? I looked at it and tried it with the strength. If you have the strength, I will give it to me."

Murphy smiled, his words were full of confidence, but he had already begun to attack. They were the same as Zou Liang's appearance. When warriors of their level appeared, the people around him would be vacant. Since they had arrived, Zou Liang had already walked onto the altar of battle, which meant declaring war on the people around him, and if they didn't, it would be a cowardly battle. It would be fine if the opponent's strength was obviously overwhelming. In this situation without any armor transformation or beast transformation, it would be bad for the three people to be heard.

Fame is the feathers of the beast tribe, and everyone cherishes it.

"Let's leave the shadow hunting matter to us. I'll do it!" Buenaven whispered. He wanted to avenge his good friends, so he naturally could not use the hands of others. If this target was defeated, he would lose the opportunity. He knew the strength of these two people, and they were both the best in their generation, especially Murphy.

"Haha, it seems that he is not a hunting shadow. This person has the dual skills of warriors and hunting shadows. He is so arrogant. Since he is known as the beast god to perform martial arts, why not let me, an archer try it?"

San Fepo said, with the corner of his mouth with the unique pride of the Eagle clan, and the hooked nose was raised high. Even when facing the Rhine clan, they would not put away their pride. Unless they were facing the Bismai Swan clan, even if they met the Tianmei clan, the Eagle clan would have the power to fight.

"Buenavin of Cloned City, I really want to see the strength of Santa Fepo, the eighth-ranked white-fitting rank in the Archers Guild. What about you?"

"Tsk, the archers of the Eagle clan are all famous scoundrels. That guy is unarmed and dead. Don't use flying if you have the ability."

"Flying is the ability given to us by the beast god. You are called envy, jealousy and hatred." San Fibbe pushed back without hesitation. None of the younger generation of masters obeyed each other. The beast tribe is not popular with humility. If you say humility, retreating is shame.

"Don't capsize in the gutter!"

Buenaven snorted coldly, Santa Fepo didn't care about strode forward, he wanted to show his combat power in front of this guy known as the Golden Lion.
Chapter completed!