Monarch of Evernight: Fifty-one lifts a weight with ease

bsp;Qianye appeared, and the noisy young man shrank back. After he flinched, he realized something was wrong. He suddenly felt that he had lost face and shouted, "This is the White House! You, don't mess around!"

The tall young man at the head was ashamed and annoyed. He pulled the man behind him, stared at Qianye, and said maliciously: "You still dare to appear in the empire, a vampire..."

Before he finished speaking, Song Zining interrupted him with a long laugh: "We come from a neutral place, participated in the Battle of Floating Land, and won the first place in military merit. There has been public opinion in the court! What, you guys Bai Ding, who has no military merit at all, is here to question our identity?"

This tall young man was not stupid. He heard the trap hidden in Song Zining's words and turned to look at the old men playing chess. One of the old men held the chess pieces and waved his hand imperceptibly.

The tall young man knew it well and said: "We all admire the Seventh Young Master for his outstanding military achievements. I was rude just now, so I'm here to keep you company. But! How dare you come to Ningyu Mansion, we Even if we don’t mention the old grievances, there are still many people who are dissatisfied. What should we do?”

Song Zining looked at Qianye, who said coldly: "If you don't accept it, I'll beat you. What are you talking about?"

The Bai clan are all young people, at the age where they are in their prime of life. Qianye and Song Zining across from them don’t look much older than them, and in fact they are not older than them either. They are even older than most of the people present. Smaller. How can you endure this situation?

"This is the territory of the White Clan!" A man said with a ferocious face and every word he spoke authentically.

"On your territory, you don't have to follow the rules and be shameless?" When it comes to verbal disputes, Song Zining has never been afraid of anyone.

The man jumped immediately, "What do you mean? If you don't explain clearly, don't even think about walking out of this door today!"

Song Zining smiled disdainfully and said: "If you have revenge, if you have grudges, let's fight! Who are you trying to scare by this array? If you swarm us, that's something even aristocratic families can't do. You guys are in vain. If you let yourself down, I have nothing to say."

The young people in the Bai clan were furious and yelled and cursed one after another. The tall young man at the head was calm and said: "What the Seventh Young Master said is not that we don't understand the rules. Since you are the ones who went to Ningyu Mansion, There shouldn’t be any need for me to explain what the rules are, right?”

"As long as we fight one on one, the rest is up to you." Song Zining looked unconcerned.

"Okay! The Seventh Young Master really looks down on our Bai clan."

Song Zining didn't save him any face, "After Bai Bubu, you Bai clan really have no reason for me to respect you!"

It turned out that Bai Aotu was the strongest of the younger generation of the White Clan. Due to his age, his combat power once suppressed Zhao Jundu for a period of time, and he was also hunted down until Qianye had no way to escape. Now that her combat power has been greatly reduced, there is no one in the direct lineage of the White Clan who can compete with Zhao Jundu, who is at the height of his power. Although there is still a picture of Bai Kongzhao, she can't really be regarded as a member of the Bai family after all. The Bai family still needs this face.

On the battlefield, the White Valve team has suffered heavy losses since the **** battle of the Iron Curtain. It can be said that the White Valve suffered great losses at the hands of Qianye and Song Zining, both individually and in team battles. Now that Song Zining had exposed him to his face, he had no way to refute him.

Everyone in the White Clan was embarrassed. The young man at the head laughed three times and said, "Okay! Since the Seventh Young Master said this, we can't let you down. I don't think we should choose any venue. It's right here. How?"

"Okay." Song Zining agreed happily.

"Come here, get the equipment and clear the place!"

A group of young people scattered around, working on their own. In an instant, a fighting field was formed around the gate, and the ground was covered with armored steel plates for protection. In addition, several large containers were moved to the side of the field. When I opened it, I found that one container was filled with melee weapons, another container was filled with various force guns, and the remaining containers were all armor. From armor as thin as cicada's wings to extremely thick body armor, there is everything you need.

After all, the White Valve is one of the four valves and has a profound foundation. All the equipment they bring out are of the highest quality, many of which cannot be bought outside even if you have money. Song Zining looked at the young man at the head and sneered. The preparation was so fast and he was so well prepared.

The young man just ignored him and said, "Whatever you two need, just take it. I, a descendant of the White House, will also choose from it."

It is a common practice for aristocratic families to provide standard equipment to both fighting parties. After all, challengers often do not bring all the equipment. This is the time to show the magnanimity of the family.

Another unwritten rule is that the goalkeeper needs to face a wheel battle, which is regarded as the default home field advantage. However, there must be a limit to the wheel battle. If you still lose after three consecutive battles, there will be no more competition. If dozens of people take turns, even if they win, it won't be a good reputation. For the clan, winning or losing is only temporary, and face is the first priority.

However, when Song Zining accepted the challenge just now, he meant that even this restriction can be dispensed with, and the White House can send as many people as it wants. With such arrogance, it is no wonder that he angered these young and energetic disciples of the White Clan.

The first thing Bai Valve ended up with was a stout man, about level 15 in cultivation, with heavy armor all over his body and a heavy shield in his hand. At first glance, he had a long aura, and he didn't expect to win, as long as he consumed some of his opponent's force power.

Song Zining has always been Song Zining's favorite opponent with such bulky and thick armor, and the Three Thousand Floating Leaves Domain can completely trick him into doubting his life.

Song Zining adjusted his clothes and was about to leave when Qianye grabbed him. There was no sadness or joy on Qianye's face, he just said: "I'm not in the mood to play with them anymore."

"Okay, then be careful." After Song Zining said this, he was worried and warned again: "Strike gently, don't hit him too hard."

Qianye nodded, "I will."

Qianye and Song Zining spoke very seriously about this conversation, with extremely serious expressions, which made everyone in the White Clan angry to death.

The warriors in the field hit their shields hard with their war hammers, making a thunderous sound to show their dissatisfaction.

Qianye didn't care whether he was satisfied or dissatisfied. He stepped into the field and strode towards him. He was in front of him in a few steps and grabbed him with a palm across his chest.

The strong man laughed ferociously, and struck Qianye's arm with his shield and hammer. If it were an ordinary strong man, this blow would be enough to smash his arm to pieces.

However, Qianye did not dodge at all, letting the hammer and shield hit his hand, as if he had no feeling at all, he grabbed the man's throat and picked him up.

The man had a very strong body, and when he fell into Qianye's palm, his limbs drooped, unable to move. Qianye waved his left hand and heard a loud slap. The man was slapped more than ten meters away and fainted on the spot.

All this happened so fast that no one had time to react, and the warrior they had high hopes for had already fainted and died on the sidelines. A few young people reacted quickly and hurried over. After a hurried inspection, they breathed a sigh of relief and said, "It's nothing serious, I just fainted."

Everyone in the White Clan felt relaxed, and they all glared at Qianye. A few of the more powerful ones were frowning and thinking hard. It seemed that Qianye had not touched the force during the whole process. Why did that person do that? So defeated? The ease of defeat is easier than killing a chicken.

The young man at the head said angrily: "Qianye, you are so vicious, what do you mean?"

Qianye sneered, "I didn't hit any vital points, how can I say I was vicious?"

The man was speechless. His face was indeed not a vital part, but such a public slap in the face was much more severe than a slap on his vitals.

Song Zining was standing by, but he stopped talking and just shook his head. He knew in his heart that Qianye was really angry when he saw Bai Aobu's current situation, and was determined not to leave any room with Bai Vale. Even when he was in the Song Clan that day, facing a group of Song Clan elders, Qianye did not use this method of not giving the other side any steps.

As long as they have fought side by side in life and death, Qianye will regard them as brothers. For the sake of his brothers, Qianye is not afraid to be an enemy to anyone.

Now that the matter has come to this, the face of the young man headed by Bai Clan flashed with gloom, and he said with a deep smile: "Okay, very good! Since Master Qianye is so willing to teach you, then our Bai family cannot let you down! Bai Longfei, Go and learn Master Qianye’s methods!”

The white dragon has a white face and no beard. He looks about thirty years old. Holding a pair of short blades, he floated off the field, leaving nothing behind as he moved, showing off his talent for speed while walking slowly.

This Bailong Feixian has learned from his predecessor's lesson and does not get close to Qianye. Instead, he speeds around Qianye, hoping to slowly gain an advantage in the guerrilla war, or at least let Qianye consume more force.

In the blink of an eye, he circled Qianye three times, as fast as the wind and lightning. Just when he felt proud and felt that he was showing off his face in front of his fellow tribesmen, a big hand suddenly appeared in front of him, as if flying from the sky. He had no way to hide and no way to escape. He was just shocked when his throat was strangled. , brought it up.

"How could it be so fast..." As soon as this thought flashed across his mind, another hand appeared in front of him, followed by a snap, his vision went dark, and he didn't know anything anymore.

In the eyes of others, Qianye just fished it out casually, and Bai Longfei bumped into Qianye's hand, was slapped and knocked unconscious, and was thrown out of the field.

The young man at the head's face turned green and red, gritted his teeth and shouted: "White Dragon Whale!"

Another person came off the stage. This person had short hair and looked capable and tough. His movements had no tricks and no sloppiness at all. He showed that he was a real master who was proficient in actual combat.

As soon as the so-called strong man with rich experience in actual combat rushed into the melee range of Qianye, he was lifted up and knocked unconscious with a slap in the face.

"Bai Longyu!"

"White Tiger Wings!"

"Bai Chengtian!"

"White..."

No matter who it is, as long as it ends, it will end up being knocked unconscious. The whole process is so fast that people can't even feel that Qianye has used the force. In the blink of an eye, there were more than a dozen people lying on the sidelines, all of them bruised and unconscious.

At this moment, more and more White clan disciples gathered, but there was silence. Anyone with a discerning eye has long noticed that Qianye's strength is not at the same level as these young disciples. Only in this way can he take it lightly and slap all his opponents down.

The injuries were not serious, but they were all on the face.

The young man at the head could no longer maintain his demeanor, his face was extremely ugly, and he gritted his teeth and said: "Are you going to fight me to the end?"

Qianye stood with his hands behind his hands, his face expressionless, and said calmly: "How can things be better now?"