Chapter 32: Ying Wushuang versus Long Haochen, Sheng Caier regretted it? A complex look flashed across Sheng Caier's eyes. One is the man she likes now, and the other is the man who once liked her. Both men left a deep impression on her. For a moment, she didn't know who to support. On the stage, Long Haochen looked at Ying Wushuang opposite him, and his eyes gradually turned cold. At this moment, everyone's eyes were on the two of them. One of them is a leader of the Knights Templar, and the other is an outstanding figure of the younger generation of the Assassins Templar. Moreover, both of them are at level five, so their collision is really full of buffs! "Old Man Ren, who do you think will win?" In the conference room on the second floor, Lin Chen was lying lazily on a chair with a wine glass in his hand. He glanced at Ren Wokuang and asked. "I think Long Haochen has a better chance of winning!"

Ren Wokuang replied solemnly that he had seen Long Haochen's game before. Ren Wokuang is quite impressed with his strength. Moreover, Long Haochen also has a mount companion whose strength is no less than that of his master. Therefore, based on his trust in Long Haochen's strength, he felt that Ying Wushuang was not Long Haochen's opponent in this battle. "Oh?" After hearing Ren Wokuang's answer, Lin Chen deliberately showed a look of surprise. "I think Ying Wushuang has a better chance of winning." "How about this, how about we make a bet?" Lin Chen took a sip of the red wine in the goblet and looked at Ren Wokuang with interest. "bet?" When Ren Wokuang heard these two words, his brows furrowed. "How to bet?" "I bet on Ying Wushuang to win, and you bet on Long Haochen to win. If you win, I will give you ten third-level pills." "If you lose, how about you give me the Fire Dragon Banner, the epic equipment that your Warrior Temple just obtained from the demons?" Lin Chen placed the goblet in his hand on the table beside him, unable to conceal his inner excitement. "What are you thinking about?" "You want to exchange ten broken pills for my Fire Dragon Banner?" "No gambling!" Although Ren Wokuang has a carefree personality, he is actually very thoughtful.

He knew what Lin Chen was thinking. The purpose of his bet was to get the epic equipment, Fire Dragon Banner. Although he knew that the Fire Dragon Banner was a magical equipment, it would be more effective in the Magic Temple than in the Warrior Temple. However, he is not stupid and he will not do business that will suffer a loss. "That's a third-level pill, and there are ten of them." "Old Ren, you're not at a disadvantage!" When Lin Chen heard Ren Wokuang’s refusal, he quickly tried to persuade him. I just waved my hands and said, "I said no, it means no, you should find someone else to gamble with, we can't afford it." Seeing Ren Wokuang’s rejection-filled look, Lin Chen immediately panicked. So, Lin Chen gritted his teeth, as if he had made up his mind. "Ten third-level pills, plus a piece of brilliant equipment." "No, ten more pieces of brilliant equipment." "Three?!" "make a deal!" Lin Chen: "..." Lin Chen felt that he had been fooled by this old guy without realizing it. "My fellow vice-palace masters, you will bear witness today." "Lin Chen and I made a bet. If I win, Lin Chen will give me ten third-level pills and three pieces of brilliant equipment." "If I lose, I will give him the Fire Dragon Banner, the epic equipment in our Warrior Temple." Ren Wokuang was afraid that Lin Chen would go back on his word, so he spoke loudly to the other vice-palace masters. Ying Suifeng and the others looked at each other, and they couldn't help but find it a little funny that these two old guys still had a childlike innocence. …… "You are not worthy of Cai'er. Since you know yourself and plan to divorce Cai'er, I will be gentle and give you a quick death." Long Haochen held the sword in his hand, glanced coldly at Ying Wushuang opposite him, and spoke with confidence. Ying Wushuang laughed when he heard this. "Haha, you are just a third party. You are obviously a mistress, but you speak so confidently. I have to admire your thick skin." Ying Wushuang also showed a cold look, staring at Long Haochen opposite him, and directly retorted. "You...how dare you scold me?" Long Haochen tightened the sword in his hand in anger, ready to fight at any time. "Haha, what's wrong with me scolding you? Did I say something wrong?"

If Long Haochen hadn't suddenly appeared, he and Sheng Caier should have been able to live their lives in peace, right? However, Long Haochen still did inappropriate things to Sheng Cai'er even though he knew that she was a married woman. This is unforgivable for any man. Therefore, Ying Wushuang did not treat Long Haochen well. "Ying Wushuang, I warn you, don't force me to be rude to you." Long Haochen's eyes were bloodshot, he roared, turned his wrist, and was about to take action. He was indeed very excited. He wished he could rush up right now and step hard on Ying Wushuang to relieve the hatred in his heart. "Haha, are you sure you can threaten me?" "Long Haochen, I know you are very talented, but do you think you can defeat me with your mediocre skills? Don't dream on! " Ying Wushuang snorted coldly, murderous intent emanating from his body. "Both sides are ready, the game begins." At this moment, the referee's voice suddenly rang out. "I want to see what you can do!" Long Haochen's eyes became increasingly cold; this was the moment he had been waiting for. "Sun Slash!" He just swung the sword in his hand and released a fourth-level guardian knight skill. A dazzling golden blade of light appeared out of thin air. The next moment, the light blade suddenly grew larger. The light flickered, as if transforming into a giant golden dragon, roaring and pouncing towards Ying Wushuang. "snort!" There was a strong murderous intent in Ying Wushuang's eyes. With a flick of his hand, the Hundred Transformations Spirit Furnace appeared, hovering in the air, and immediately transformed into a long whip that was swung out. A black whip shadow whistled sharply as it lashed towards the light blade. The two terrifying forces collided with each other, causing a violent explosion. A strong shock wave spread out instantly, and the ears of several contestants who were closer to the ring felt buzzing. The golden light and the black light suddenly disappeared. Ying Wushuang stood there with a stern expression.

Long Haochen stood on the other side with a grim face. He didn't expect that the other party's strength was so strong? My fourth-level skill was actually destroyed by the opponent's whip? Just as Long Haochen was surprised, he saw Ying Wushuang move. The long whip in his hand turned into a pitch-black long sword and chopped heavily towards Long Haochen. "This... this shouldn't be the assassin's way of fighting, right?" Chen Ying'er, who was in the audience, looked at the scene in front of her, with surprise in her beautiful eyes. In her impression, shouldn't an assassin try to hide his body, look for opportunities, and then launch a surprise attack on the opponent? (End of this chapter)