"You son of a bitch."
Lin Beichen was a little annoyed by the noise, so he stopped and said: "Don't push me, I'll kill you."
Turtle Yan: (╬￣ Pan￣)!
"you… "
The Turtle Counselor, who had a dignified status among the Hai Clan and was "beneath a few people but above ten thousand people", was so angry that he was dizzy and looked at Lin Beichen with gritted teeth.
But when he finally noticed the fierce glint in the young man's eyes, and then thought of his cruel behavior of stabbing the corpse of 'Heilang Wuya' in the ring, he felt like a basin of ice water was poured on his head, and finally calmed down. A lot.
"I'm here to send a note to the Yunmeng Human Race."
Turtle An quickly calmed down, took out a piece of crystal-clear emerald tortoise shell, placed it in front of Lin Beichen, and said: "The arena battle will be held in two days, so you should prepare quickly."
Arena battle
Come again
Lin Beichen picked it up and took a look.
There are two paragraphs written on it.
One section is written in Hai Clan writing, which is crooked and incomprehensible.
On the other end are human characters.
After Lin Beichen finished reading, his nose was almost crooked with anger: "We have won three out of five battles. I made it very clear at the time, but we still want to fight now? Are you, the Sea Clan, still shameless?"
Seeing Lin Beichen's angry expression, Turtle felt as happy as turning over in the middle of summer.
"In the original arena battle, there was indeed a saying of 'three wins out of five', but there was also a saying of fighting to the death. You, the human race, have indeed won the battle. We have also abided by our previous agreement. For you, the human race, Qiu has nothing to do these days. Commit."
Gui Yan regained some of his counselor's composure and said calmly: "I also hope that you humans will abide by the agreement and fight for five rounds without ending."
"You son of a bitch."
Lin Beichen sneered: "Why don't I just play word games?"
Turtle Yan, who was downgraded from the 'turtle son' to the 'turtle grandson' at the beginning, smiled slightly and said: "You must learn to use the rules."
"Use a hammer."
Lin Beichen said impatiently: "I've never heard of this Bishop Rong before. This bitch came out of nowhere and came to make trouble. It must be his bad idea. Go back and tell him not to cause trouble, or I'll shoot him down." His turtle head."
"I advise you to speak politely."
Gui An sneered and said: "Bishop Rong is one of the eight bishops of Poseidon Temple in Xihaiting. He represents Poseidon Temple and is the spokesperson of Poseidon Temple walking in the world. Being rude to Bishop Rong is rude to Poseidon. Don't Underestimating the determination and will of the Sea Tribe warriors to safeguard the glory of the Sea God."
"Oh?"
Lin Beichen said disdainfully: "I also represent the will of the Lord of the Sword, Jun Mian. The backers behind everyone are gods. I don't want to accept a single challenge."
"Single challenge?"
The sarcasm in Turtle's smile became even more obvious.
"Young Master Lin, your personal actual combat power is indeed amazing, but that is a thing of the past. Now you are afraid that even Bishop Rong's mount is helpless."
Turtle said.
Lin Beichen raised his eyebrows and was about to talk.
Suddenly, the image of black clouds rolling in that day appeared in his mind, and a green dragon passed through the clouds.
It was a powerful and terrifying scene, and then I remembered the figure standing on the dragon's head.
Could this Bishop Rong be that mysterious man
In this case…
emmmmm.
It’s really a bit difficult to handle.
But the scene still cannot be lost.
"That little green bug, haha, I can crush ten of them to death with one hand."
Lin Beichen's face remained calm and his heart did not beat: "Go back and tell Rong, put your tail between your legs and be a fish, don't cause trouble, what nonsense is it to make up for the war, just play with the eggs, you can make up for it if you want, I am busy now I’m here, I don’t have time to play with you group of marine single-celled creatures.”
Gui An sneered and said: "I will convey this sentence to Her Royal Highness the Princess and Bishop Rong truthfully. I hope you will not regret it when the time comes."
Lin Beichen became anxious: "Are you threatening me?"
Gui Yan said calmly: "I am just stating a fact. Everyone has to pay the price for his words and deeds, and Mr. Lin is no exception."
Lin Beichen rubbed the center of his brow with his middle finger and said maliciously: "The shell on your back is pretty good. How old is it? It was removed and dried. It should be very effective for fortune telling."
Gui Yan's expression changed: "Young Master Lin is joking."
"No."
Lin Beichen said: "I'm serious."
Gui Yan: “…”
"Young Master Lin, I am actually not threatening you."
He forced a smile on his face and said honestly: "Bishop Rong is the main fighting sect in the Poseidon Temple. Heilang Wuya is one of his most proud disciples. This time he came with the Tears of the Poseidon. You can mobilize the Sea Clan army at will, but even Her Royal Highness the Eldest Princess cannot resist her will... "
"Tears of Poseidon?"
Lin Beichen's heart moved and he couldn't help but ask: "What is that? Is it the same as [Poseidon's Order]?"
"You actually know the [Poseidon's Order]?"
Gui Yan was quite surprised and said: "Of course they are not the same sacred object. [Poseidon's Tears] is the token of Poseidon Temple, and [Poseidon's Order] is equivalent to the oracle of your human race and has higher power."
Lin Beichen thought for a while, and his heart returned to his stomach.
That's a dick to be afraid of.
Young Master Lin, who was in a good mood, rolled his eyes and said, "I want to see what [Poseidon's Order] looks like. You, come here and draw it for me."
It is still necessary to confirm whether the [Poseidon's Order] rewarded by the [Lord of the Five Seas] is the [Poseidon's Order] spoken by the sea people in front of him.
"ah?"
Gui Yan was a little confused: "What do you mean? Why do you want to draw?"
Lin Beichen said impatiently: "If you are asked to draw, just draw. Why is there so much nonsense?"
"But… "
Gui An said: "That is a sacred object of our sea clan, how can..."
Lin Beichen's eyes fell on the turtle shell behind Turtle A again.
Turtle's expression changed, and he said solemnly: "That's a sacred object of our sea clan, so of course we can't be careless. Bring us a high-quality paper and pen. Of course, it's a sacred object of our clan, so we should take it seriously and draw it carefully."