Suo Mo had returned to the Chimera Tribe before Lan Ling a dozen hours ago. He had reported to Constantine that he hadn't seen any trace of Lan Ling, and that he hadn't entered the Ghost Domain.
Constantine wasn't surprised by the answer, because it was the normal one.
None of the barbarians who had entered the Ghost Domain had come out alive in the past few decades or even centuries.
Lan Ling was a genius, but he shouldn't be an exception.
Moreover, this was probably the best outcome for Constantine.
Lan Ling wouldn't have to worry about falling into the hands of other tribes if he died in the Ghost Domain.
Moreover, Suo Mo's martial arts had been restored by 60-70%. He didn't want to fall out with Suo Mo unless it was absolutely necessary.
Even if he could kill Suo Mo, the foreign army would still rebel. Du Yan's prestige was not enough to deter the foreign army.
Of course, it would be useless even if the foreign army rebelled. Constantine could easily exterminate them.
Moreover, the relationship between the Chimera Tribe and the Ankara Tribe was getting worse. A war was bound to break out in a few years. The loss of the cannon fodder of the foreign army would be very disadvantageous for the future war.
If Lan Ling died in the Ghost Domain, then it would be as if he had never appeared. The foreign army would still work like dogs for the Chimera Tribe, and Suo Mo would still bear the burden without complaint. This was perhaps the best result.
Moreover, the envoy he had sent to Luosha City had already set off. He would marry his daughter Ninian to the Young Barbarian King no matter what price he had to pay.
However, Constantine felt somewhat uneasy when he thought of his daughter Ninian.
He found that his daughter Ninian was getting more and more restless and restless. Before, she could easily wander between three men. She was very calm and scheming.
But now, she often locked herself in her room. She would either practice her swordsmanship with all her might, or soak in the water day and night.
...
Ninian was still soaking in the water at this time.
It seemed that this was the only way she could suppress the restlessness in her heart.
The first few days after Lan Ling had left were fine.
But from the fifth day onwards, she started to feel uncomfortable. Her heart was full of restlessness as if there was a fire burning inside.
As time passed, this restlessness became more and more vigorous, making her feel more and more uncomfortable.
She had really tried everything she could think of. She desperately practiced her swordsmanship and unleashed her inner energy. She soaked herself in ice water and even molested herself.
However, none of them were of much use.
This feeling was like an addiction.
In the Barbarian Tribes, some shaman priests would often consume a special kind of stone milk in order to pursue spiritual sharpness and sharpness.
Every time he consumed it, he would immediately feel energized and excited.
However, as long as he stopped sucking, his entire body would become extremely uncomfortable, both mentally and physically.
No matter what he did, he had no energy and no interest in anything.
However, as long as he drank this kind of Stone Milk again, he would immediately become a hundred times more spirited and incomparably happy.
As for Ninian, she felt that she had been hooked on the movie. It was just that she was addicted to Lan Ling.
Lan Ling, that bastard, must have poisoned his body and made him lose his mind.
Or perhaps Lan Ling himself was a kind of poison.
The current Ninian felt that the flames in her body were becoming more and more vigorous, and it was almost impossible to extinguish.
These days, no matter what she did, she would feel extremely restless. Every night, she would dream of having sex with Lan Ling. However, when she woke up, she would feel even more empty and restless.
Therefore, she soaked herself in water almost every day.
Soon, Ninian learned that Suo Mo had returned but could not find Lan Ling.
She could not tell whether she was happy or sad.
From a physiological point of view, she desperately hoped that Lan Ling could return and detoxify the poison in her body.
However, from a psychological point of view, she hoped that Lan Ling would die in the Ghost Realm. That way, she would be able to free herself from Lan Ling.
As for the restlessness and discomfort every day, she would endure it for a month or two before it subsided.
After all, in the tribe, there were many people who had given up on the Immortal Stone Milk. It was only the first three months that were extremely uncomfortable. After that, they would gradually return to normal.
...
The Chimera Tribe had a special dueling ground.
Almost every tribe had such a dueling ground. In the Savage World, there would be a duel to the death almost every month.
Early that morning, the Chimera Tribe's dueling ground was packed with people.
As for Du Yan, he was dressed in military attire and was sitting cross-legged in the middle of the dueling ground, waiting for Lan Ling's arrival.
The entire dueling ground was filled with thousands of people to watch the duel.
Although many people had received the news that Lan Ling had died and would not be able to return, many people still came to watch the duel.
In the entire dueling ground, everyone was standing. Only the chief and his wife had seats.
The second wife, Sisi, and the chief's daughter, Ninian, were not present. These two women were soaking in the water. This was the only way that they could slightly relieve the restlessness in their hearts.
Du Yan was very disappointed that Ninian did not appear.
Du Yan was even more disappointed that Lan Ling could not appear.
All along, he had loved performing very much. He had longed for glory.
He hoped to let everyone see his excellence and his strength.
He had already prepared for this duel. He had planned to blindfold himself and fight Lan Ling with one hand.
He wanted to present the most magnificent battle. He wanted to use the most elegant, most disdainful, and most superior posture to chop off Lan Ling's head.
He wanted to blindfold himself and chop off Lan Ling's head with one hand.
He wanted everyone to see that Du Yan was the most outstanding successor of the foreign troops and the most outstanding young leader of the entire Chimera Tribe.
He wanted to marry the chief's daughter, Ninian.
Constantine II was rash and unwise. He was not a good successor to the chief.
Therefore, once he married the chief's daughter, Ninian, Du Yan had even higher expectations, such as becoming the chief behind the scenes of the Chimera Tribe.
But now, Lan Ling actually couldn't come.
This was Du Yan's stage to perform. Lan Ling was not coming. That good-for-nothing was actually not coming.
Du Yan was extremely angry.
...
Logically speaking, the deadline for the duel was sunset.
However, both Suo Mo and Chief Constantine knew that Lan Ling wouldn't be able to come.
Therefore, Chief Constantine was only sitting there symbolically. Once the deadline was up, he would publicly announce Du Yan's victory and become the sole successor of the foreign troops.
This was a very important move.
When Du Yan was strong enough and had enough prestige, Constantine would think of a way to get rid of Suo Mo and officially support Du Yan to take over.
When that time came, the foreign troops would be completely under his control.
Constantine was rather quiet while waiting. However, the spectators were getting more and more restless.
"Lan Ling will definitely not come. He's already dead."
"He's not dead. He's already escaped. He knows that he is no match for Du Yan, so he has already escaped. "
"What a good-for-nothing. Since he can't beat Du Yan, why did he agree to the duel?"
Only a few people knew that Lan Ling had gone to the Ghost Realm for an adventure. Most people thought that Lan Ling had left the tribe to cultivate.
"From the moment he agreed to the duel, he had already decided to escape. His cultivation is not even at the Magic Warrior level. He wants to fight Du Yan after cultivating for a month? Dream on. "
"That's right. Even if an immortal cultivates for a month, he is still no match for Du Yan. Lan Ling's archery is very heaven-defying, but in terms of martial arts, he is not even comparable to a finger of Du Yan's. "
"He knows that he is going to die, yet he doesn't escape. Do you think he is stupid? Gigolos are the most treacherous. "
Meanwhile, the foreign troops watching the duel had complicated feelings.
On one hand, they hoped that Lan Ling would not appear because the difference in martial arts between them was too great. One was a Magic Warrior who was not even at the Magic Warrior level, while the other was a Four Star Great Magic Warrior. There was a difference of more than ten levels.
To be honest, Du Yan could really defeat Lan Ling with one finger. This was not even an instant kill. How much could Lan Ling's cultivation increase in a month? At most, he could break through to the Magic Warrior level. That would be the treatment of a genius.
Therefore, once Lan Ling appeared in the duel, he would definitely die.
But on the other hand, the foreign troops could not help but be a little disappointed with Lan Ling.
The Savage World valued promises the most and looked down on cowards who fled without a fight.
Since Lan Ling had agreed to the duel, but he did not appear on the day of the duel, being so greedy for life and afraid of death, it was indeed despicable.
A true hero should be brave and fearless. Even in the face of death, he would bravely face it.
Lan Ling running away from the duel with Du Yan also meant that he was not qualified to be the big leader of the foreign troops.
It was already noon.
The spectators were already getting more and more impatient.
"Let's disperse. Lan Ling, that good-for-nothing, has long run away."
"Let's go, let's go home and f * ck our wives. Lan Ling, that gigolo has run away. Coward without balls."
As some people started to leave, more and more people left.
However...
At this moment, a figure rushed over and entered everyone's field of vision.
It was actually Lan Ling...
He had actually appeared!
Constantine's eyes widened as he stood up abruptly from his chair.
He had seen Lan Ling enter the Ghost Realm with his own eyes. He was clearly going to die, but he had actually come out alive? How, how was this possible?
Next to him was Suo Mo.
Yesterday, Lan Ling had already said that he would not participate in the duel and that he would protect Mirror Mountain. But at the last moment, he had actually appeared. What was going on?
In an instant, the entire arena was in an uproar.
Lan Ling had actually returned. He had actually come back to die.
There was going to be a good show to watch. The biggest duel in the history of the Chimera Tribe was about to begin.
The only suspense left was an instant kill? Or a brutal kill?
It all depended on Du Yan's mood.
Du Yan was overjoyed to see Lan Ling appear!
It was good that Lan Ling had returned. He, Du Yan, could perform to his heart's content.
Du Yan suddenly stood up and was about to speak.
Lan Ling, travel-worn, said to Chief Constantine, "Chief, according to the rules, the duel can only begin before sunset, right?"
Constantine was extremely curious. How had Lan Ling come out of the Ghost Realm alive? What had he experienced?
In the past few hundred years, no one had come out alive.
But now was not the time to ask questions. Constantine nodded when he heard Lan Ling's question.
Lan Ling said, "I know that once I break through to Magic Warrior, my martial arts will enter another realm, Qi Dao! However, I know nothing about Qi Dao now. Anyway, there are still four to five hours before sunset. I want to use three hours to learn Qi Dao from Uncle Suo Mo, then come and fight Du Yan. Is that okay? "
Once he said that, everyone burst into laughter!
It was too ridiculous, too hilarious.
In terms of humor, the pretty boy, Lan Ling, was still better.
Three hours to learn Qi Dao. This was not a last-minute effort. He was already shitting his pants before starting to dig a manure pit.
What kind of profound and difficult martial arts was Qi Dao? Even someone with great talent could learn it in three months. To use it in battle, it would take at least two to three years of learning.
Three hours? There was not even enough time to explain the theory.
Lan Ling trying to learn Qi Dao in three hours was no longer superficial. It was complete stupidity.
Du Yan arrogantly said, "Trying to stall for time? Being able to live for another three hours is good. But if you are afraid of death, you should not have appeared. "
Chief Constantine also found it ridiculous, but he still nodded and said, "Go."
Then, he sent a few of his trusted warriors to follow behind Lan Ling. Since he had appeared, he had to die under Du Yan's sword today. He definitely could not let him escape.
At this moment, Constantine felt that Lan Ling was really an extremely pedantic and stupid person. Since he had come out of the Ghost Realm alive, he did not escape and actually ran back to throw away his life.
Instead, he chose to barge into hell when there was a path to heaven.
Under the supervision of Constantine's trusted warriors, Lan Ling temporarily left the arena with Suo Mo and disappeared from everyone's sight. He really went to learn Qi Dao.
Learning Qi Dao in three hours was the funniest joke everyone had ever heard.
...
The sun gradually set in the west.
Everyone excitedly and restlessly waited for time to pass, waiting for Lan Ling to appear again.
At this moment, Ninian had already appeared on the arena. This made Du Yan even more excited, and he repeatedly sent signals to her.
Since his dream lover was watching the battle, then he, Du Yan, had to present an even more spectacular performance.
Three hours passed.
Lan Ling and Suo Mo returned. Suo Mo returned to the spectator stand of the foreign race.
Lan Ling returned to the arena and stood in front of Du Yan.
Three hours. How was his Qi Dao learning going?
"Are you finally done dawdling?" Du Yan said coldly, "You are wasting my time, and also wasting everyone's time. But your clown behavior ends here!"
Lan Ling unsheathed his large sword and said, "Let's begin!"
Du Yan looked at Constantine and said, "Lord Chieftain, this is an unfair duel. I pursue honor and will never take advantage of anyone, especially in front of my beloved, so … "
Then, Du Yan took out a black cloth and covered his eyes.
Next, he used a rope to tie his right arm.
He wanted to cover his eyes and use his left arm to fight with Lan Ling.
"Lan Ling, don't say that I am bullying the weak now." Du Yan said coldly, "I, Du Yan, am open and aboveboard. I will never take advantage of anyone."
Lan Ling was stunned.
Damn, this scene was somewhat familiar.
It seemed like a few years ago, he had been acting cool like this in the capital.
In the end, Du Yan was actually using the same method to act cool in front of him. This was true retribution.
But no one present had seen this kind of acting cool before.
"Good!" Instantly, everyone cheered.
Not only the Chimera tribesmen, but even the foreign tribe brothers also cheered.
In their opinion, Du Yan was not acting cool, but he was pursuing fairness and not bullying the weak.
Lan Ling looked at Du Yan and said, "Are you sure you want to do this?"
Du Yan said coldly, "Originally, you are not qualified to fight with me, but for my beloved, I agreed to fight with you. So hurry up and let everything end quickly. Fighting with you is a complete waste of time. It is a complete torture to me. Hurry up and end it! "
Du Yan's handsome face was filled with extreme arrogance and disdain.
His gaze was fixed on Ninian the entire time.
"Good, good …" His pretentious posture once again attracted intense cheers.
Constantine stood up, picked up his rod, and said loudly, "In the arena, life and death is up to fate!"
"Clang!" He suddenly knocked down the rod in his hand.
The sound of the gong signaled the start of the duel!
Du Yan blindfolded, his right arm bound, and his left arm holding a large sword, walked towards Lan Ling.
His steps were bold and arrogant, as if he was not going to a duel, but a noble going to hunt a deer.
Walking in front of Lan Ling, Du Yan slashed down with the large sword in his left arm!
"Lan Ling, die!"
Du Yan was a four-star Great Demon Warrior. His right arm had the strength of 4500 kilograms, and his left arm was slightly weaker, about 4200 kilograms.
He felt that this strength was more than enough to kill Lan Ling. After all, to Du Yan's knowledge, Lan Ling had not even broken through to the level of a Demon Warrior.
Before this, Du Yan had thought of two plans. Should he kill him instantly or torture him?
In the end, he decided to torture him.
He blindfolded Lan Ling's eyes and tied his right arm. He used his left arm to chop Lan Ling's five viscera and six bowels into minced meat and hacked him to death.
Only in this way could he resolve the hatred in his heart, and it could be considered a magnificent performance.
With a whistling sound, Du Yan's large sword slashed down.
Lan Ling gripped the sword with both hands and slashed at the sword.
He used the power of his blood meridians without hesitation.
His cultivation was a tenth level Demon Warrior, with 3300 kilograms of strength. Holding the sword with both hands, it was 6000 kilograms. Using the power of his blood meridians, it was 12,000 kilograms of strength.
From the beginning of the duel, there was not the slightest bit of fancy moves. It was a direct collision of strength.
The two swords quickly approached each other in the air.
"Dang … …"
With an ear-piercing sound, the two 500-kilogram heavy swords fiercely collided with each other.
Everyone was waiting for this scene to appear.
Lan Ling directly flew out, spitting out blood.
"Die, Lan Ling … …" Du Yan repeated again.
Then … …
A powerful energy suddenly passed through the heavy sword and passed to his arm.
Suddenly, Du Yan felt the pain of his entire left arm being torn apart.
After the two's strength offset each other, a full force of 8000 kilograms fiercely hit Du Yan's body.
Du Yan, who was caught off guard, was suddenly sent flying.
"Pfft!" In the air, Du Yan spat out a mouthful of blood.
For a moment, the entire audience was dead silent.
Everyone's eyes suddenly widened, completely not daring to believe what they had just seen.
This, what was going on?
Shouldn't it be Lan Ling spitting out blood and being sent flying?
Why was it Du Yan spitting out blood and being sent flying?
Was, was he seeing a ghost?
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