Everyone's eyes fell on Chen Yang, and they thought why the big man appeared. When they saw clearly that they were just a low-level wizard, their eyes suddenly became exciting.

Jealousy, disdain, ridicule, anger and unwillingness to Chen Yang.

"What? You, a little wizard, dare to question Lord Witch God."

"What a brave man, hurry up and apologize to Lord Witch God."

"Is there any part in this kind of occasion that you, a little wizard, can speak..."

Suddenly, all kinds of accusations pointed at Chen Yang, asking them to deal with Du Xiaohu, but they were full of energy to bully Chen Yang and flatter the witch god, one was more righteous and majestic than the other.

This behavior was long as Chen Yang expected. Faced with the ridicule of everyone, he responded in a confusion: "I am not disrespectful to Lord Witch God. I just saw that you are all shirking your responsibility and not wanting to go to war. I'm afraid there are any special terms here, so I'll help you ask clearly. Is there any mistake?"

"You fart, who said I was shirking my responsibility? It's because I'm really feeling unwell. If you have the ability to sign up for the battle yourself." Someone immediately started to curse.

Hypocritical people are most afraid of being exposed in person and become even more angry.

"Yes! I see that Brother Wu 381 is extremely skilled, and he is the capable general who challenged the enemy. He supports you to challenge." Someone was even more sinisterly instigated.

The Witch God was also angry. Seeing that everyone was shirking their responsibilities and was about to say a few words, he sent Wu Xianguo out and drove Du Xiaohu and his party away. Unexpectedly, Chen Yang, a naughty young man, came out to make trouble again.

Looking back, this is a better excuse to shirk responsibility. Since you want to show your courage, let you fight. If you win, you will naturally be happy. If you lose or be beaten to death, you will also seek death. It can be considered that I have led people to resist, but it is just that I am not strong enough.

Although the Witch God is sitting on the platform with great might, in fact, the Witch God Empire is just a superficial leader. The hidden masters are the ones who really control the power of the Witch Clan. They are not the story of the fundamental change that touches the Witch Clan, they are too lazy to pay attention to it.

The more masters in the fairyland are, the more obsessed with cultivation, and they are very frank about the world. For the senior officials of the witch clan, as long as the witch god empire is not destroyed, the witch god and others can still manage the empire safely. All things are trivial matters and are not worth their concern.

Take this time, even if the Witch God lost two Witch Fairy Fruits, he would only receive some verbal warnings, and some of his cultivation resources were reduced. If there was a suitable reason, he would even be exempted from punishment.

Now Chen Yang has provided this opportunity to the Witch God. As long as Chen Yang is encouraged to go up and challenge him, he has resisted and has many excuses to shirk responsibility in front of the high level.

Thinking of this, the Witch God snorted coldly, looked at Chen Yang and said, "Wu 381 has the courage to accept the challenge. You are a model of the Witch Temple. I wish you to defeat the enemy and you will definitely reward you with a Witch Fairy Fruit."

"I think your skill level is in the Nascent Soul stage, so I accept the challenge of the enemies in the Nascent Soul stage."

"Who else signs up for the challenge of the masters of the Tribulation Period?"

"As for the last Mahayana master challenge, I will complete it myself. When the first two competitions are completed, I will play..."

The Witch God gave a series of commands with majestic face, changing his previous cowardly appearance, and having a bit of overlord temperament.

But here is still a trap. Although he promised to play in the third game, if he lost the first two games, it would be equivalent to the failure of the Witch Temple. There was no need to conduct the third game. For him, participating in the battle was just empty talk.

The others were the queens retreated, and most of the thousands of wizards were masters of the tribulation stage, for fear of being selected. The witch god had long expected this and was about to personally assign a bloody young man to join the battle.

Chen Yang stepped forward and clasped his fists and said, "No need to find anyone else. I will also take over the Tribulation Challenge."

"Oh... OK OK, Wu 381 is really a role model for us." The Witch God was stunned but reacted very quickly, and praised him again.

The other people's eyes looked at Chen Yang as if they were idiots, and they thought that this man was crazy about greed for Wuxianguo and was still preparing to win two games in a row. He didn't know how to die if he died for a while.

Among them, there were a few wizards who were close friends with Wu 381. At this time, they also consciously kept a distance from Chen Yang, for fear that Chen Yang would be dragged to fight together. The boat of friendship had already sunk at this time.

Du Xiaohu was already impatient to wait. When he saw the person here, he immediately urged loudly: "Come out and accept the challenge, the Witch God, we will all put the bet on the stage, and the winner of the three games will win."

"Okay!" The Witch God responded loudly.

Soon they arranged a radius of 5,000 meters in the center of the field, and a powerful formation barrier was arranged around the field. After the contestants entered to challenge, the formation was naturally activated, and the power outside was isolated, and even the masters of the Mahayana stage could not intervene.

Two Nine Secret Grass and two Witch Fairy Fruits were also placed in the center of the field and were brought out by the final winner.

The first person to enter the field in Du Xiaohu's camp was a master of the Great Perfection of the Nascent Soul. This guy was not unable to advance to the Tribulation Period, but was extremely qualified and deliberately settled in the Nascent Soul Stage. The more he accumulates, the greater his growth space. His real strength can challenge the mid-stage of the Tribulation Period.

His name is Dushan, five meters tall, with black hair all over his head and face, and he looks like a chimpanzee, emitting a terrifying aura.

Just when everyone thought Chen Yang would enter the competition, a little monkey walked out beside him. Chen Yang slapped his head affectionately. The monkey seemed to be greatly encouraged, squeaking twice, and rushed into the venue.

"Huh, you actually let a monkey fight with me. I'm going to tear you apart." Du Shan was so angry that his eyes widened and his nostrils vented.

"Roar... Your Grandpa Monkey is giving you face, but he is not satisfied." King Kong even more unhappy. He roared with a voice that was twice as tall as Dushan, which made everyone's ears hurt. His body also surged in the storm, and it quickly grew from more than one foot to dozens of meters, and there was no sign of stopping.

Everyone was breathing in the air, but they didn't expect that it was a monster, the monster that could make human voices was at least 100,000, and the momentum that the vajra in front of them was even more 100,000.

Du Xiaohu's face looked ugly, and the battle situation that he had to win had become uncertain, but it was difficult to object at this time. The level of the monster cannot be divided by the human skill level.

The same 100,000-year-old monster may only have the strength of the Dan-Cultivation Stage, or it may have the strength to pass the Tribulation Great Perfection. The gap is very big and there is no unified judgment standard. raising objections at this time will only cause jokes.

Fortunately, Dushan faces the strength of King Kong. Although it looks like an ant against an elephant, he still stands firmly and shows no sign of being suppressed. Perhaps this monster is just big, which is the strength of the Nascent Soul Stage.
Chapter completed!