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- "rest assured."
Ai Lian folded her arms, with a mature look, "Let's start."
Timon hesitated for a moment, but took out a black instrument from his body, which looked similar to an old-fashioned mobile phone.
He pressed the button a few times and walked towards Johnson.
His thoughts were the same as Subeisha's. It would take more than a hundred points to heal the injury just now.
The remaining 50 points they had left were to be paid to Feng Lin for his treatment.
Johansen also took out the black instrument from his body.
He set it up and said, "You have a total of fifty points, so we will give you one hundred points."
Then, the two instruments touched.
"Okay, let's go to the battle location."
Johansen glanced at Ai Lian with a smile, maybe this group of people did it on purpose.
Want to pretend to be pitiful, send a child to win sympathy.
But Johansen is not so kind, what he wants is to let Su Beisha go to a dead end.
In Tianqi, the reason why those weak people hang on.
In the final analysis, it is only because of one thing.
Safety.
As long as it is Tianqi's family, no matter how much hatred there is.
In the ruins of the apocalypse, hands are prohibited.
Without this treaty, Johansen would have used his power a long time ago.
Su Beisha, who is not in the realm of Dacheng, is just fish on the board.
Feng Lin and Ai Lian, following behind them, finally came to a nearby dueling platform.
There are three of them in total, in a circle.
The top of two of the dueling platforms was shrouded in white mist, and the situation inside could not be seen clearly.
According to Ai Lian's explanation, every dueling platform will become a phantom array after injecting energy.
The battle can be carried out inside without affecting the surrounding buildings.
This is an ordinary phantom formation, and the strongest person can only enter the fifth level of Dacheng.
Can't bear the spiritual explosion of the sixth level of Dacheng.
If it is a battle above the sixth level of Dacheng, you need to go to the formation at the Elders' Council.
However, masters above the sixth level rarely fight against each other.
Usually hardly used.
There are a lot of people around, all watching the fun here.
"My God! The Titans are here again, they really are not afraid of death."
"The strength is not strong, and I haven't joined the big family yet, so I deserve it."
Everyone around looked at this side, but no one sympathized.
Because the Titan family, in their view, pretended to beep without strength.
Relying on Su Beisha's excellent figure, if she seeks refuge, many families will definitely take her in.
But they just don't agree.
"There is an empty space, sir, go."
Johansen handed the black instrument in his hand to the bald old man behind him.
"Hehe, it will be over in ten seconds."
The bald old man took the instrument and looked at Ai Lian with contempt.
Timon also handed the instrument to Ellen.
The two went to the duel platform and pointed the machines at the machines beside them.
On the display screen, the scores of the two sides' respective competitions appeared.
"What? The Titan family is crazy, let a child go to die?"
"This Michael of the John II family is a master of the second level of Dacheng!"
Just as everyone was talking, the two stepped onto the dueling stage.
On the steps, Mike releases energy.
The surroundings of the dueling platform lit up, and a layer of white mist enveloped the dueling platform.
Feng Lin folded his arms, looked at the formation with a smile, and wanted to go in to have a look later.
"Su Beisha, I will not pity you, the battle will be resolved within ten seconds."
Johansen smiled and shrugged.
Of course Su Beisha knew that they would definitely not show mercy.
She couldn't help but glanced at Feng Lin, not understanding what he meant.
Tai Meng didn't understand Feng Lin's actions either, he was too cruel.
Drip!
Just then, a message that the battle was over appeared on the screen.
The dense fog is slowly dissipating.
"Hehe, I think highly of you all. It's not even seven or eight seconds, is it?"
Johnson couldn't help laughing.
Subeisha and Timon's expressions did not change.
Because, they have already guessed the result.
Not only them, but also the crowd watching the excitement around them.
But after the dense fog disappeared, everyone present widened their eyes in shock.
There were obviously a large number of people, but at this moment it became silent.
On the high platform.
Mike was lying on it, blood still spilling from his mouth.
Eileen walked down the steps expressionlessly.
"Brother, it's a fortune teller, it's indeed over in less than ten seconds."
Feng Lin gave a thumbs up to the dumbfounded Johansen.
"How can it be?"
Su Beisha looked at Ellen in disbelief.
She was able to deal with a master of the second level of Dacheng within ten seconds.
"He fainted, I pressed the surrender button for him."
Ellen threw the black instrument to Johansen.
On the screen at the side, the other party's 100 points are also displayed, and they are entered into Su Beisha's account.
Timon is still in a daze until now. Is this little guy a master?
"Stinky boy! You wait for me!"
Johansen glared at Feng Lin sullenly, then ran to the high platform.
"Wait a moment."
Feng Lin grabbed Johansen's shoulder from behind, "We are impatient and don't like to wait, so let's take the initiative. We, the Titan family, want to challenge you!"
Hearing Feng Lin's voice, Su Beisha was shocked.
The excited eyes were red, and I couldn't help crying.
How many years?
She even forgot when was the last time she challenged others in the Titan family.
"Boy, do you know what you're talking about? We, John II, have a Dacheng fourth-level master!"
Johansen's face was grim, "Are you playing with me? Good! I agree!"
"Who will come? Hurry up."
Feng Lin brought Ai Lian's instrument over, and saw that there were only 150 points on it.
"You wait for me!"
Johnson took out his cell phone and made a call.
Everyone around looked at this side. Could it be that the Titan family will be proud in the future?
After a while, a middle-aged man with half-white hair came here.
To Feng Lin's surprise, this person's appearance was Asian.
"Mr. Ding, you must help our family find their place!"
Johansen grabbed the middle-aged man's arm and said.
"It turned out to be Ding Yan. This is John II who ranks second in strength and is at the peak of the third level of Dacheng."
"Yes, it's just one step away from John II's family."
"Boy! Tell me! How much to bet?"
Johansen stared at Feng Lin and growled.
"That's all we have, it must be one hundred and fifty."
Feng Lin shrugged with a smile, "If you want me to add something, it's fine."
"what do you have?"
Johansen is not a fool, just a little over a hundred points is not enough to teach him a lesson.
What if he gets scared after beating him, and then stays behind closed doors without fighting?
So let him regret it once.
"I have about 20 years of natural treasures, how much is it worth?"
Feng Lin took out a blue flower from the space ring.
This is something worthless on Feng Lin.
He is afraid of causing a sensation with the treasures of heaven and earth that have been in existence for fifty years and one hundred years.
"The spiritual energy that emanatesit really is a treasure of heaven and earth that has been in existence for twenty years, and it is worth roughly two hundred thousand points."
The corners of Johansen's mouth curled up, "We offer 210,000 yuan to bet your entire net worth, dare you?"
"Little cutie, come on!"
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