Chapter 0247: Who Can Be Better 2

The size of the football field of the arena, the sky-like protective array exudes a soft metal luster all the time, surrounding the arena. Although it is used for low-level disciples to compete, in order to avoid accidentally injuring the onlookers, the defense level of the guard array is not bad. Even if it is a full blow at the peak of the heartbeat period, it can't break the protective array.

Hundreds of people visited today's examination in the high-built stands in the arena on Thursday. Everyone's eyes were full of gossip and chattyly discussing the same person: Haoren. After all, how can the "first person after the grandfather" appear today?

On the highest-sighted platform, the water clouds dressed in a light green cheongsam sat solemnly and majestic.

Seeing that the sea of clouds broke open, the originally bustling arena immediately calmed down and looked at the legendary figure behind Shuihua.

"Gentlemen, ladies, distinguished guests... I'm glad that you came to watch my game. I'm lucky..." Haoren raised his hands and a "emperor superstar" grandly appeared to receive fan worship. He floated proudly to the center of the arena and performed a stand-talk to the audience politely.

The gentle and magnetic voice echoes in everyone's ears for a long time. The handsome and warm jade-like appearance, the elegant and noble temperament from the bones between the hands and feet instantly fell on the audience.

"Wow, so handsome!" The sound of the nymphomaniac kept ringing, but unfortunately it was all the old women over 50 years old.

"Coquettish bag, in those years, I was much better than him." The people who said this were all male disciples, all holding their heads high and full of momentum, but their tone was full of resentment, and their eyes were like brushing at Haoren.

"Hey, stinky fart, let's just compare one game." Shuihua was angry and hateful, and persuaded in a low voice.

This woman is good-hearted... Haoren thought to himself and said with a serious smile, "Sister Shui, first of all, my name is Haoren, not a stinky fart. Second, a man and a man say that three games are three games. Third, Sister Shui, brother, when I find you angry, you have a special charm. Well, it's pitiful to see me."

On the stands, their eyes fell all over the ground. The disciples who were still talking just now immediately looked at Haoren incredulously, like dead people, and said to himself: Did this guy eat the courage of the bear-hearted leopard? Even the toughest sister Shuihua dares to flirt, and she flirts in public... However, I admire her courage.

The damn bastard actually teased the senior sister in public... The muscles on Shuiyunjian's face couldn't stop twitching, and his heart roared loudly.

"You..." Shuihua was speechless for a moment and almost didn't feel dizzy on the spot. The good intentions were regarded as dog lungs, and no one could stand it. He left a murderous look and gestured to Long Aotian to signal the start of the comparison.

Following Shuihua's gesture, Haoren's eyes and Long Aotian happened to coincide, and there was a thump in his heart. There was something wrong with this fat man. While thinking, Haoren slowly walked to the center of the arena, took out a sofa and lay down comfortably, just like watching TV at home. Is there a trace of tension there?

Arrogant, absolutely arrogant, no one has ever been so arrogant! The onlookers immediately made an uproar and looked at Haoren like a dead man. There were also some disciples who focused on the luxurious art-like sofa and were surprised: Is this sofa a magic weapon? It's just that I'm so ignorant that I never know about it.

Long Aotian stared at Haoren with an imperceptible smile on his face. Since hearing the news of Haoren's test, Long Aotian immediately speculated the true meaning of the word "strict" in Bai Qi's words in combination with the rule that "disciples in the door allow casualties". Kill Haoren! This is the purpose of Bai Qi sending him to the Qingyun branch.

You can kill it, even if it's good, you can save your life. If you can't kill it, it will be endless little shoes in the future, and even be quietly expelled. You know, it's easy for a leader to deal with an ordinary disciple. Long Aotian saw this very well, and he had no choice.

Originally, Long Aotian was most worried that Shuiyun would prevent him from doing so. But what surprised him was that Shuiyun seemed to know something, but instead of being blocked, he was very cooperative and asked to be responsible for all the affairs of the Hao people's test, including the choice of soul beasts, formal disciples, core disciples and so on...

The superior will never say what he wants to do, so as not to leave a handle, and the people below need to think about and understand. From Shuiyun's move, the message interpreted by Long Aotian is that Shuiyun acquiesced in Bai Qi's killing Haoren.

So, Haoren will die today!

Because Long Aotian has already made full preparations and vowed to complete the task assigned by Bai Qi to ensure his future.

Receiving Shuihua's gesture, Long Aotian nodded arrogantly and said in a low voice, "The one who fell to the ground was defeated." After saying that, he quickly played a few magic formulas, and a dazzling black hole suddenly appeared over the arena.

A tiger emitting silver-white light shot lightning from the black hole, with a fierce face surrounding Haoren, making a low cry in its mouth, and suddenly roared at Haoren.

The roar was like thunder on a sunny day, and the stands around shook and the dust rose high. Although far away, many disciples still hurriedly covered their ears with their hands, showing a painful expression. Several shallow disciples were even stunned by the roar on the spot.

Although Haoren has seen a white tiger, it is the first time to see a white tiger that can stand in a human form. He can't help staring at the white tiger with wide eyes: silver-white fur, thick claws on his thighs, and his mouth full of sharp teeth, emitting a chilling cold light in the sun. He is four meters tall and strong, and his high and prominent chest muscles are faster than Haoren's body plate...

"I'll give it to you, Beast King." After admiring the White Tiger, Haoren lacked interest and passed on to Mickey Mouse. Mickey Mouse patted his little chest loudly: "Big boss, I'll do something. Don't worry."

In the stands, many disciples of the Qinglong branch who came back to their senses saw the white tiger for the first time. Their faces were very nervous and talked about it: "What a strong white tiger, Haoren is simply a dwarf compared with it. Haoren with no power to bind chickens must be vulnerable. I'm afraid he will fall down in the wind."

Shuihua looked at Shuiyunjian in surprise and whispered, "Master, don't you want to keep Haoren?"

"The emperor is not in a hurry." Shuiyun smiled and looked thoughtfully, as calm as a Haoren lying on the sofa of Mount Tai, and said indifferently, "Some people like to hide their clumsiness. That's right. But I hate to be cheated, so I want to force him to take action and see if Bai Xue is out of sight.

"It's done." I don't know what Mickey Mouse has done. Anyway, in less than a blink of an eye, the thief's laughter came to Haoren's ears: "Big boss, it's done. Now that you tell it to go east, it absolutely dares not go west. Tell it to flip and fight, give it ten times, and he doesn't dare to roll on the ground.

"Really?" Haoren had a "I don't believe it" expression.

"You can doubt my rat character, but you can't doubt the strength of my Beast King." Mickey Mouse almost ran away.

weird, extremely weird! In the center of the arena, Haoren in white lay leisurely, while the white tiger kept circling around after roaring, and there was no sign of war on both sides.

The strange scene made the disciples in the stands explode and couldn't help talking one after another: "What's going on?"

A more strange scene appeared.

Haoren took out two jars of Maotai wine with a smile. Like seeing his brother he hadn't seen for many years, he waved to Bai Hu and said enthusiastically, "Come on, let's drink and chat."

The whole arena suddenly fell into a dead silence. A few seconds later, deafening laughter suddenly sounded, and everyone was laughing and leaning forward and backward. Everyone thinks that Hao's brain has been caught by the door, or his brain is flooded..

Long Aotian's face showed a treacherous smile: The boy with a sick head, from now on, do you still have the face to stay in the Four God Beast Gate?

This boy must have something wrong... Haoren glanced at Long Aotian thoughtfully.

The laughter burst and stopped. The whole arena fell into a dead silence, and the disciples in the stands sat there without blinking, with their mouths slightly open... At this moment, it seemed that time and space had stopped.

Everyone saw that after Haoren finished speaking, Bai Hu smiled very humanely and innocently. He moved his clumsy limbs, moved in front of Haoren, and struggled to squat down. Then, he actually stretched out his scarlet tongue and licked the jar of Maotai in Haoren's hand. The faster he drank, the faster he drank, and from time to time, like a human Tut... It seems to be tasting wine!

Oh, my God, how can it be!

Unsigned white tiger can understand people's words! He will laugh like a human, and what's more incredible is that he can drink and taste wine.

Everyone feels that their brains are dead, stops working, their hearts stop beating, and they have difficulty breathing. They only look at this historic scene that completely subverts their cognition, and their hearts are full of expectations: Haoren, can they be more awesome? What more magical thing happened next?