"Indeed, compared to him, I feel like I am a loser in my life." Blood Wolf also sighed inexplicably, "At this point of life, what else can I ask for."

"Jealousy is original sin." Saint Knight Urisse said quietly, "But now I am just jealousy that I can't control."

"I think he shouldn't be called the Son of Flame, he should be called the Son of Romance."

Just in the contestants' seat, when you were talking about all kinds of envious words, Wang Yan couldn't say anything. The two bottles of vitality had already poured him into great energy. If he poured two more bottles, he might be exploding the cells.

"Son of Fire, you drink their fountain of vitality, but don't drink ours. Could it be that you look down on us two saints?" The Dark Saint learned some tricks from somewhere, and giggled with half-squinted eyes, "If you look down on us, you can say it."

A trace of danger flashed through her wonderful eyes.

Wang Yan's heart trembled. If it was not done well, it would be a rhythm that something would happen.

He hurriedly smiled and took two bottles of vitality springs with joy: "How can I? My admiration for the two saints is like the surging river water." As he said that, Wang Yan gudu and poured a bottle of vitality water and healing holy water into it one after another.

"Wang Yan, drink it slowly, come and wipe your mouth."

Four white towels were handed to Wang Yan at the same time. Facing the four women's earnest and murderous eyes, Wang Yan's heart that had just fallen to his throat again.

Four different auras collided with each other like undercurrents and stirred up.

In such a scene, to outsiders, Wang Yan was full of blessings. All of the four women were among the phoenixes, and any one who could fall in love with him was already a great blessing.

But now four of them are simply the peak of life.

Wang Yan, who was in it, felt that this situation was simply a vortex of death. If he was not careful, he would be swept away to pieces. Especially now, under the influence of the Spring of Vitality and the Healing Holy Water, every cell of his cell was expanding, as if it was about to explode, and the breath erupted from his mouth was a wave of heat.

Fortunately, his physique is extremely strong and can be suppressed.

It's also at this moment.

Host Sean flew to the sky on a flying skateboard, and said with a loud voice: "The competition venue has been repaired and the magic circle has been reinforcing. Next, let's start the next exciting battle, with friendship from the master Kazan of the Eastern Union! and the dark night witch Wuya An Song of the China-False Bureau."

He pulled the word "六" to the extreme and rang throughout the venue.

Not only did it attract the audience's attention, it also relieved the pressure on Wang Yan.

This was the first time Wang Yan felt a little grateful to the long-winded host. He coughed and said to Wuya Ange: "Sister Ange, although the head-reducing technique is a path, it is the most weird and evil spell in the world. You have to be more careful."

"Hehe, Xiaoyan, don't worry, watch how my sister abuses him." Wu Ya'an said with a giggle.

"Ange, don't be careless." Nan Lian has a calm personality. "You are lucky and have not been drawn by the seed player. You must add one more top 16 to the National African Bureau."

This Youth Conference is also a competition of strength among major organizations around the world.

There are many people shortlisted for the top 32 in the Guofei Bureau, but outsiders have speculated that it would be good if one of the Guofei Bureau could enter the quarterfinals. If one of the more you can enter the quarterfinals, there would be more hope for one of the more you can enter the quarterfinals.

"Don't worry, I won't lose." Wu Ya'an Ge threw a look of peace of mind, and his slightly petite body shook, then rushed to the stage. Her body was extremely agile, as if she was floating by like a faint black smoke.

"Wuya'an Song, Dark Night Witch."

In the stands, cheers suddenly sounded. Obviously, the Dark Night Witch, who has walked all the way from the qualifiers, has also accumulated a lot of popularity in one game after another.

In addition, she is beautiful and has a fatal and dangerous temptation in the mystery, which makes people feel very impressive.

Wang Yan took the opportunity to return to the contestant's seat, and the large amount of supplements made his neck look red and thick, and his heart beat violently.

Some of the contestants who were good at Wang Yan joked about him. It seemed that after his battle, no one cared about whether he won or not, but more about his gossip about him and the four girls.

"Uncle" Sun Youmiao pouted her little mouth and said quietly, "The Lun family is not open to the forest."

"Little girl, watch the game well." Wang Yan touched her head and said with a glaring look, "Come on for you, Aunt Ange."

"Come on Aunt Ange." Sun Youmiao waved her small fist and "kill that evil master of surrender." Indeed, Sun Youmiao had been besieged by master of surrender Kazan with Wang Yan before, so she was naturally very unhappy with him.

"Hehehehehehehe!"

A strange cry like a night owl sounded, and the master of the head-falling master Kazan flew onto the stage.

At this time, he was a little different from the qualifiers. His thin upper body was completely completely covered with blood-red runes, exuding a scent of evil and fishy smell.

The most terrifying thing is that there seems to be a foreign object under his skin and flesh, and the bulge is like a cancer.

Compared to the wild and charming appearance of Uya Ange, Kazan's appearance is extremely bad and disgusting. As soon as he came on stage, it caused a lot of boos. Only some viewers from Southeast Asia made a sparse cheer.

"Haha." Wu Ya'an Ge, who was wearing a tight leather jacket and a convex figure, had a sneer on the corner of his mouth, "Host, I'll ask a question about the rules of the competition."

Sean, who was on the flying skateboard, was stunned and said readily: "Wuya Ange singer, do you have any unclear about the rules of the competition?"

Wu Ya'ange stretched lazily, turned his eyes slightly and said, "I see this guy is so thin and looks sick again. What if, I mean, I accidentally beat him to death. What should I say according to the rules?"

Sean almost fell off the flying skateboard and said with a wry smile: "Player Ange, our competition does not recommend killing people. We are all young talents on the earth and future pillars. Are there any problems that cannot be solved?"

"I mean, what if I fail?" Wu Ya'ange twisted his neck, and a cool crackling sound was heard.

"Our leaders on the rostrum will conduct meeting judgments. If you deliberately put someone to death, you will not only be disqualified from participating, but also receive corresponding punishment. But if you really miss it, you will only be disqualified from the competition." Sean said in a cold sweat, "Angel player, I suggest you not to do this again."

"Looking, can you start?" Wu Ya'ange waved impatiently.

"I announce that the game begins." Sean screamed.

"Hehehehe, do you want to kill me? I'm afraid you don't have the ability." Kazan laughed strangely, opened his mouth, and a worm flew out of his throat, landing on the ground and growing in the wind.

"Stir"

In the blink of an eye, it turned into a giant red-headed centipede seven or eight meters long. Its mouth is ferocious and its carapace is as bright as iron, like a giant poisonous insect from ancient times.

Meanwhile, a snake flew out from his wrist.

In a blink of an eye, the snake also turned into a giant snake more than ten meters long. Its eyes were cold and it was swallowing and spitting out the snake's letter.

Two giant objects, one left and the other, stared at Wuya'an Ge.

“Buzz!”

In Kazan's body, small insects as big as thumbs flew out. They were blood-red, looked like cicadas but not cicadas, and had a mouthpiece like a pointed needle on their heads.

They gathered in groups and flew in the air like a charming red cloud.

"Blood Gu!"

Some viewers from Southeast Asia changed their colors and exclaimed: "Master Kazan actually raised so many blood Gu with essence and blood. He is desperate?" Master Jiangtou is not worth much elsewhere, but in Southeast Asia, he has a very high prestige and many people are in awe.

The Blood Gu is a terrible insect. Although they are tall, they have copper and iron bones. They are extremely greedy and cruel about blood. They can suck an elephant into a mummy in just a dozen.

And there are probably hundreds of these groups in front of you, not hundreds of them.

"Haha, a trick of devils." Wu Ya'an Ge looked at him without any fear. Her figure swayed and flew away like a fog. At the same time, a terrifying darkness enveloped the entire arena, and even she enveloped host Sean.

"Wow, it's dark." Sean screamed in horror. "I can't see anything, woo, it's so scary."

Dark sky!

This is the power of the dark realm that Wuya Ange realized at the level.

However, at that time, her dark sky curtain was still in its infancy. However, as her cultivation level deepened and she understood a trace of dark laws, the dark sky curtain had a qualitative change.

There will be no photon within the dark realm. No matter how outstanding her strength is, it is just a decoration in this environment. Even the mental power is greatly suppressed within the dark sky, as if it is in a viscous liquid.

Suddenly, Wu Ya'an Ge disappeared and his body had completely integrated into the dark sky.

Everyone could not see anything, and could only hear the screams of giant snakes, the sound of giant centipedes hitting the ground desperately, and even the terrifying scream of Kazan.

Everyone in the contestants' table looked at each other.

"What a pure dark force." In the contestant's seat, the Satan apostle Harrison, who rarely spoke, opened his eyes and showed an interesting expression. "This is the purest dark force I have ever seen. She has a deep understanding of the laws of darkness. I like this girl, she is mine."

As soon as this statement comes out.

The contestants' seat suddenly became silent.

Everyone's eyes were focused on Wang Yan because they knew that Wu Ya'ange had a close relationship with Wang Yan, and it could even be understood as his woman.

Now, the powerful Apostle of Satan actually spoke directly and said that he wanted to possess Uya Ange.

This is clearly a rhythm of something going on.

In full view of everyone, Wang Yan slowly turned around, glanced at the Apostle of Satan, and spit out two words.

"Idiot!"

To be continued^
Chapter completed!