Supreme pardon

Given his current physical condition, it's not hard to imagine what price he would pay for lightning strikes. It can be said that Baihou tried his best to win a way out for himself, but just when he thought he could be rescued, the person opposite him was regarded as a savior. The sloppy words of the man of God easily sealed his life and death.

It depends on his level of abilities, the target is still himself, and under such circumstances, everyone in the room knew that the trick was to kill this person who dared to offend him, and the members of the Revival Alliance just suspected the relationship between the two After hearing Ren Jue's indifferent words, they suddenly felt that people were unhappy.

That's right, the king of one side would not allow people to play these tricks in front of him, and the commotion just now was so big, Baihou didn't spare any energy at all, and most people believed that he was really assassinated.

In order to separate himself from the relationship, the boss of the arena silently stepped back from the crowd without saying a word.

The representatives of the Revival Alliance, headed by General Affairs, stood quietly without speaking.

On the opposite side of Shengding Wangyu, Zhongmeng in the middle was watching this farce with eyes full of deep meaning.

Wen Renjue hung one hand by his side, and pressed the back of his neck with the other, with a lazy look on his brows and eyes.

Baihou's blood color that recovered a little earlier faded away in an instant, and he stood still, his drooping hands first clenched into fists, and then slowly loosened.

Wen Renjue waited casually, the corners of his mouth slightly raised showing anticipation.

Baihou Baba stared at the person, and found that the person opposite was unmoved, he smiled silently in despair, and closed his eyes while shaking his head.

He was clearly in the room, but at a height of half a meter above his head after concentrating his consciousness, lightning appeared alternately.

Wen Renjue raised his head slightly and glanced lightly.

Judging from the way the opponent changed the direction of the lightning when they fought with his personal guards, the man in front of him is extremely talented. He should not have received too systematic teaching on the use of abilities. Step by step, and judging from the face of the person in charge of the arena, the other party should have been careful to hide his true strength all these years in the arena.

Don't talk about talent and other things, but the forbearance and tenacity of a person are worth his attention.

But apart from these... Wen Renjue touched the tip of his nose and narrowed his eyes slightly.

He wants people to be interesting, not just opportunistic.

The discussions from the surrounding crowd could no longer interfere with Baihou's mood, he turned his gaze away from the man opposite him to his own toes, will he die?

Is that still important?

Some confused thoughts, if no one takes him out of the arena tonight, the alliance will never let him go, so... rather than being subdued and tortured to death, it is better to fall under his own lightning.

Maybe, the calm-tongued king on the opposite side sees that he is obedient, can he leave the whole body for him after his death?

Anyway, I did my best...

Wen Renjue's rare patience.

The lightning appeared in the air for a long time but did not fall. The man who summoned it was standing below with a complex expression, and slowly his whole body arched up, looking very pitiful.

Heihu was used to such scenes, so he showed no expression.

After Xiang Yang took power, he saw a lot of cruel things, and he only had a pity for the man's skill.

Baihou could sense the silent gaze of the man in front of him. He struggled, praying for someone to stop him at the last moment, but he didn't...

Wen Ren Jue stood five steps in front of him, and did not express any opinion on his delay.

It's just that in the high-altitude stands, all kinds of noisy discussions are becoming more and more impatient.

Knowing that continuing to procrastinate would only make himself more ugly, Baihou no longer expected the man across from him, lowered his head, and clasped his hands together.

The dense lightning in mid-air had long been uncontrollable, and at the same time as he clasped his hands, they all fell down.

"Ah!" Hao Qiang didn't have time to stop it and had no intention of stopping it, but he still couldn't bear to see the lightning fall, just like Xiang Yang, he felt it was a pity.

This man who took the risk to fight for his life, if he had a more free identity, he should be able to live well.

Since it depends on the strength of the lightning, it cannot be resisted, and it is not clear whether he gave up completely. At the moment when the summoned lightning fell, Baihou put down all his defenses and spread his hands.

It looked like embracing the upcoming destiny.

"Eye of Heaven." Wenren Jue watched with a blank expression, and said in his mind.

In the strong white light, blue waves appeared, and as the lightning dissipated, the little blue light dots mixed in it also disappeared.

Baihou didn't have any chances of luck, as long as the lightning fell, no one could save him in time, so at that moment, he was really ready to face death.

but……

"Hey?"

"what happened?"

"What, did he hit it crooked?"

Amidst the buzzing discussion, someone shouted in surprise.

Baihou trembled and reacted slowly, as if... all right?

"King?" Feng Zhou's ability is not strong, so he didn't understand what happened at all.

Zhong Meng sat up straight at the same moment the lightning fell, with the body leaning behind him, staring at the opposite side with serious eyes.

"Wang..." Hao Qiang blinked his eyes, and said in a puzzled voice, "I didn't feel any other energy."

Unlike other confused people, he was sure that the lightning bolts were all shot down, and the target was the summoner himself. The man standing upright and trembling didn't play any tricks.

But why?The powerful attack dissipated in an instant... no, it was more like being blocked and absorbed by something.

"Is it... Wen Ren Jue?" Jiang Xiong frowned, not sure.

Baihou stood upright, without any new wounds on his body, this strange scene caused a commotion in the arena.

"Brother..." On the edge of the spectator stand, a girl with loose long hair and a light pink skirt raised her head and said strangely, "There is a black ball."

"What?" The young man who looked not much older than her immediately approached, "What did you see?"

"For a moment..." the girl hesitated, "When the lightning hit the man's head, a black ball stopped it."

"What about the ball?" The young man looked at the top of his head, but found nothing.

"It's gone..." The girl looked around and said suspiciously: "It's very fast, I'm not sure what it is..."

"Your ability is vision, and what you see must not be wrong," the young man whispered as he tightened the hand of his sister beside him, "Don't tell anyone what you just saw, do you understand?"

The less trouble, the better.

The things between these people below are not something they can get involved in at all.

……

Zhongmeng shook his head slightly, muttered silently.

Under Baihou's shocked and puzzled gaze, Wen Ren Jue slowly stretched out his hands.

He patted twice in front of the audience, laughed and said, "It's very interesting."

"You?" Baihou believed in his supernatural ability, but now he didn't take any damage, and seeing the reaction of the opposite king, he knelt down like Fu Lingxin, completely lying on the ground, "Thank you for saving me. "

Obviously he was the one who ordered the lightning to strike him, but Baihou had to thank Ren Gang for saving him.

Wen Renjue had a smile on his lips, different from the alienation and indifference before, he took a step forward, and asked quite softly, "Have you been injured before?"

"Yes."

"Then..." Wen Ren Jue took another step closer, and said calmly: "What you showed before is not your limit?"

"Yes!" Baihou exclaimed.

"Ah~" Wen Renjue seemed to be admiring, and clapped his hands again with a smile on his face, and under Baihou's nervous eyes, he suddenly turned and walked back.

His behavior and attitude are completely different from before, and no one can see what he is thinking.

Including Baihou, he didn't realize the fear and anxiety in his heart until this moment.

The lord of the king domain in front of him is really too difficult to figure out.

Wen Ren Jue's excited movements were deliberate, he turned around and took two quick steps, then turned back suddenly, and waved his right hand in front of Baihou.

Heihu's calm expression shattered with the objects appearing in midair.

Xiang Yang didn't pay much attention at first, but with the appearance of the transparent sign suspended in mid-air, his eyes gradually became cold.

"It's the family member's token!" Zhu Ge has good eyesight. After watching it for a while, he jumped up from his position uncontrollably. There are many people who reacted like him.

The twelve dependents of the Nirvana Kingdom are famous because of the power in their hands. To put it bluntly, these dependents have far more control than those controlled by the kings of the annexed kingdoms before.

And the object that symbolizes this powerful power and status is this small token that appears in front of you.

"What the hell is he thinking!" Hao Qiang was shocked, with a troubled expression on his face.

The king on the opposite side is too out of tune, I'm afraid he is not crazy!

"The Lord of Nirvana..." Feng Zhou asked Jiang Xiong to tell him about the assassination incident last night in detail, and combined with everything tonight, his expression became extremely serious, "Like the Spirit Lord of the Jackdaw, There are too many secrets on him, and..."

Looking around the arena, the people in the stands, including the revival alliance, all the people who knew or heard about this token could not hold back anymore, the crowd was clamoring again, he could only get closer to Zhongmeng's ear, " This person's temperament is extremely unpredictable, he seems to be uncertain and has no course of action, but there are deep meanings everywhere."

Zhongmeng was still staring at the "centre" of the incident, and said calmly, "What do you mean, sir?"

"Make plans early." Feng Zhou said seriously.

……

Although he didn't know what the brand that appeared out of nowhere was, but from the astonishment of the crowd around and above, Baihou knew that it must be very precious.

It is so precious that these people can't control their envious expressions.

Taking a deep breath, he forced himself to calm down, and took two steps forward solemnly.

Wen Ren Jue looked at him with a smile, the token was still suspended in place.

Taking another breath, Baihou stared at the sign, and as the distance approached, he could already see the pattern on the sign.

"By the way," Wen Renjue pointed at him as if suddenly remembering something, "What's your name?"

"My lord, my subordinate is called Baihou." Baihou knelt down and walked respectfully under the token.

"Very suitable." Wen Renjue smiled again.

Baihou was very nervous, but he still had the courage to touch the token lightly, and then slowly grasped the token in his palm.

Xiang Yang and Hei Hu looked very strange, but after they looked at each other and heard the secrets, they didn't dare to speak out.

"This is..." The token was as cold as ice when it was first touched, but now, Baihou found that it seemed to have a temperature, and the monkey pattern engraved on it seemed to come alive, "What?"

"Aren't you going to follow me?" Wen Renjue waved his hand sideways to make people stand up, and said casually, "It's a greeting ceremony."