I can summon worlds

Seeing Mueller's eyes wandering between himself and Scar, Jean understood that this was a competition between Scar and himself.

Then, Jean raised his head directly and looked straight at Scar.

At the same time, Scar also looked at Rang without showing any weakness, and neither of them showed any signs of giving in.

Nonsense, this is the Nine-Star Martial God, the temptation of the Nine-Star Martial God is so great, how could he give up so easily.

There has never been a nine-star powerhouse in the Northland, and this time, he might become the only nine-star powerhouse.

Although there are two stronger people in front of them, this does not prevent Jean from daydreaming at all.

“Zizzi~~”

In the middle of the two people's eyes facing each other, there seemed to be lightning flashing.

"Old rules?" Jean's eyes narrowed, and the small eyes that could not see clearly even more so.

"Okay!" Scar nodded.

According to the rules of the Northland, the winner is the king, and the loser is the bandit.

For a moment, the surrounding atmosphere became more and more tense, and everyone held their breath for fear of disturbing the two of them. This was a battle between two peak eight-star warriors.

The two got closer and closer, and the smell of gunpowder became stronger and stronger.

In the end, the two were almost face to face, their expressions became extremely serious, and the battle was imminent.

Muller, who was seated at the top, frowned, and was just about to speak to stop the fight between the two when he heard the two raise their hands at the same time, and then shouted a serious expression

"Scissors, rock, paper!"

"Boom!" Everyone was stunned. They thought that a big battle was about to break out, but the two city lords played rock-paper-scissors in front of everyone.

In the field, two huge fists were hanging in the air.

"Heh, you actually saw through my idea of ​​scissors, but I didn't expect you to see through my thoughts." Jean sneered.

"Hmph!" Ska expressed his disdain for this.

"rock-paper-scissors!"

This time, both of them played cloth, and once again there was no winner.

"Cut! It's a tie again." Jean curled his lips, and then retracted his fists behind his back again.

Scar was relatively taciturn, saying that he didn't want to talk to Rang at all, but silently took back his cloth.

Jean and Ska are friends since they were young. Whenever they have a dispute, they use this method to decide who to listen to.

After years of confrontation, Scar already knows Jean very well, and he must not talk to him when guessing fists with him, otherwise he will use his language advantages to irritate himself and make himself lose the most basic judgment. This is to win.

He has suffered such losses many times, so he simply chose to ignore it and let him talk to himself.

"rock-paper-scissors!"

When Qin Hao approached the hall, he saw such a strange scene.

A group of eight-star powerhouses watched Skahe and asked them to guess the boxing game. On the one hand, the two players with red ears and red mouths chattered endlessly, while the other side had a stern face, as if they were not interested in oil and salt.

"Lord Mu Le, what's the situation?" Seeing the slightly strange situation in the hall, Qin Hao quietly walked to Mu Le's side and asked softly.

"No, isn't this a fight for the last place in the Holy Palace?" Mu Le's smothered smile almost couldn't be held back, and Qin Hao couldn't help but want to laugh because his whole face was distorted and deformed.

"Is the number of places in the Holy Palace just a joke?" Qin Hao was shocked when he heard the result.

"rock-paper-scissors!"

The two made the same cloth again.

Taking advantage of the gap, Jean started to talk loudly again, trying to disturb Scar's mood, but Scar was already prepared, and directly sealed his hearing so that he would not be disturbed by him.

Qin Hao watched for a while, and the two were still tied.

"My lord, how long have they been guessing?" Finally, Qin Hao couldn't help asking.

"Counting this one, they have only had more than a dozen in a row." Mueller shook his head.

Both of these two are eight-star peak strength, whether it is vision or reaction speed, they are almost reaching the limit of human beings.

So in this kind of boxing activity, what they do is not guessing, but watching the opponent's subtle finger and palm movements to judge what the opponent is doing, and then make changes by themselves.

If a weaker person guesses punches with them, it is equivalent to them seeing what the other party has done, and then punching again. Of course, the person who punches last cannot lose.

Being able to guess the boxing game more than a dozen times in a row and still not be able to tell the difference is enough to show that the strength of the two is almost the same.

"Hiss~ How long will they continue to guess like this?" Qin Hao gritted his teeth and asked.

"I don't know." Mueller's strength is not strong, and of course there is no way to judge the outcome between the two.

"Forget it, I won't watch it, who knows how long they will have to guess." Qin Hao sighed, originally he just saw so many people in the conference hall and wanted to join in the fun, but he didn't expect a bunch of people to watch Others guess.

Then he asked Mueller: "Lord Mueller, where is Vicky?"

"Vicky? She should be training at the training ground behind the City Lord's Mansion now." Mueller was taken aback and replied casually.

"Okay!" Qin Hao nodded, and then quietly left the conference hall just like how he came in quietly.

"It's so fun to watch two big men guessing fists." After walking out of the hall, Qin Hao couldn't help shaking his head helplessly.

Qin Hao has been to the City Lord's Mansion many times, and he knows the environment here well, at least he knows it well. After a while, he came to a spacious place in the backyard of the City Lord's Mansion.

As soon as he entered the training ground, Qin Hao saw Wei Qi who was sweating profusely on the training ground.

At this time, Vicky was walking around in the middle of a pile of wooden piles with two daggers in her hands. Her figure was as startled as she was, and she kept passing between the wooden piles. When she raised her hand, she stabbed the throat and heart of the wooden piles with a dagger.

quick!allow!ruthless!
I don't know what material these wooden stakes are made of. Vicky's dagger pierced them and only left a slight scratch, but could not cause more damage to it.

Vicky was the only one in the whole training ground. Originally, Carlo was also here to guide Vicky in training, but Carlo was still in the hall at this moment, watching Jean and Scar.

What Qin Hao didn't expect was that a good meeting about the future development of Beidi would turn into a fist-guessing event between two big men, how could it develop into this.

Wei Qi, who was still practicing agility among the stakes, soon noticed Qin Hao's arrival, stopped quickly, wiped off the sweat from her forehead, and ran towards Qin Hao with a smile on her face.

Looking at the girl whose forehead was covered with sweat and her cheeks were flushed, Qin Hao also showed a faint smile on his face.