Who traveled through time and was forced to inherit the position of young master?

When several people rejected the proposal of betting, Sote took out a knife and looked at Bai Yuefeng, hesitating for a moment and asked.

"Why did you choose me? My talent is multiplication, which is different from Gray. It should not be of much help to you in comprehending the power of heaven and earth."

White dots fluttered down, and crystal clear hexagonal snowflakes fell on Bai Yuefeng's eyelashes, as if they wanted to plunge into that blue dream scene, but finally melted in the corner of the eye just within reach.

The flying snow and the dancing girl are isolated from the world and as pure as a fairy in the snow.

Bai Yuefeng raised his eyes in the snow and opened his lips slightly: "I already know what the opportunity is, and I have watched several battles. Why bother with that? I have to choose someone who can fight and stimulate his potential."

Soter: ………

Was that person with such great temperament in the snow just now an illusion?

Gray almost spit out a mouthful of water, but he held it back: "Ahem..."

Live broadcast room:………

[I want to delete that audio clip, woooo, even though you look so domineering and handsome, but…but…]

[Please give me a pair of ears that have never heard that sentence. Please! ]

[I have no problem with this accent. It would be very interesting if my friend spoke like this, but... Bai Yuefeng, you have this face! Can you please make good use of it!]

[Beep, beep, something is broken, ah, it’s my young girlish heart that just started to stir…]

[Damn it, it's a scam! ]

【Ah…Ah…Ah!!!】

Solla was stunned for a long while, then he said after thinking: "How should I put it? That glimpse just now was like a creature born in the snow quietly melting away. Beauty is always so short-lived."

“…”Silica remained silent.

The scene just now was indeed beautiful, but it is not enough to melt away.

Fang Zhixin and Du Ruo laughed so hard that they slammed the table. They knew that someone would definitely complain about Bai Yuefeng's experience.

Fang Zhixin raised his hand to wipe away the tears that burst out of the corners of his eyes: "Face the reality, everyone. You are just shocked by this contrast. Once you get used to it, you won't find it strange anymore."

Du Ruo nodded affirmatively, smiling uncontrollably. "Yeah, it's actually quite interesting once you get used to it."

Bai Yuefeng in the field rolled his eyes. As soon as he heard the laughter, he knew what people were saying on Star Internet. What's the matter? What's wrong with the accent? I'm here to fight, not to participate in a talent show. Don't be surprised by something unusual.

Sote had long known that there were many weird people on Blue Star, but he didn't expect that there was not a single normal person.

"Alright, alright, there's no need for me to ask this question. Let's just end this quickly!" Soth's momentum was rising steadily, and the majestic aura of a royal family was unleashed. However, the teardrop mole at the corner of his eye added a sense of danger to this solemnity.

He said frankly: "I hope you don't become the first stepping stone after my return."

The ice spear in Bai Yuefeng's hand exuded an extremely cold air. The falling snow suddenly stopped and condensed into sharp ice spikes that appeared in the air.

"Don't brag, I came here with the mentality of winning, don't waste your time and just go all out, one move will decide the outcome!"

Soter calmed his mind, and slowly pushed the knife out with his thumb. A clear and high-pitched voice burst out from the scabbard, announcing the return of the king.

He said, “Then pick it up!”

In an instant, rocks on the ground collapsed, and with Soter as the center, the ground dozens of meters under his feet was crushed and collapsed by an invisible force, forming a huge broken circle.

Throwing aside other insignificant factors, leaving only the most dangerous explosion, mobilize all the muscle strength of the whole body, concentrate all the spiritual power, and mobilize the power of heaven and earth around the body to the extreme.

The sword was unsheathed, shining as the horizon illuminated by the rising sun, becoming the dividing line between darkness and light, dazzling and shocking.

This is Soter's ultimate sword move.

A frosty blizzard rolled in, a silent avalanche descended, and turned into a waterfall falling from the sky, blocking Bai Yuefeng in front of him. Standing above the waterfall, Bai Yuefeng's blue eyes became even brighter.

The ice spear in his hand was extremely sharp, and the ice edges in the sky suddenly pointed in one direction. As Bai Yuefeng raised his hand slightly, it whistled and smashed towards the horizon that divided the light and darkness.

Soter stepped up from the bottom and swung his knife!

A long, shrill cry suddenly broke out.

It seemed as if the indestructible and endless snow waterfall was torn apart in an instant by this knife, like a boat climbing upstream against the waterfall, cutting through the snow-white ice and destroying the falling ice spikes. The momentum rose steadily, and the target was clearly pointed directly at the person standing with the gun.

Bai Yuefeng swung his spear, his brows full of excitement: "One step doubles the power, gathering momentum, breaking all laws with one force, what courage!"

He took the initiative to attack, and his ice spear protruded forward, blocking the blade's chopping trajectory without warning.

"Although I really want to see your perfect sword strike and how sharp the sword is when it gathers all its strength, I still don't want to be a lamb to be slaughtered!"

Sote's hand with the knife in his hand burst out again: "There is no such thing as perfection. My power will not be interrupted!"

The blade suddenly moved forward, chopped on the ice spear, and then hit it continuously.

Bai Yuefeng leaned back, and the sharp blade swept past his nose. He stepped on the ice spear to avoid the blade, and saw the momentum of the blade rising again, swirling from Soter's hand, light but with tremendous power.

If this knife hits your body, you will definitely die.

The breath of death wrapped around Bai Yuefeng, but it couldn't bind him. Instead, it made him more flexible and used his best to collide with each sharper blade.

Sote pressed on step by step, his eyes reflecting Bai Yuefeng's focused expression: "I have checked your information. Compared with others, you seem to be different from them, and there is nothing outstanding about you."

Bai Yuefeng stared at the blade. He knew he couldn't win, but that was not his purpose.

He chuckled: "You mean I'm different from them, not beautiful, strong and miserable enough? It's not regret and grief that make one strong. I'm strong, there's no doubt about that!"

The confrontation between extremes, playing a rondo above death.

Gray in the spectator booth narrowed his eyes slightly: "This Bai Yuefeng is unexpectedly steady."

Fang Zhixin showed a proud expression, and said: "You don't think Bai Yuefeng is ordinary, do you? Don't be fooled by appearances. In a sense, he is a true genius.

An ordinary promotion route, ordinary experiences. Compared with the rest of us, his experience was dull, so dull that it seemed as if anyone could reach his current height.

I don’t have Fang Shaoli’s family background, I don’t have my adventures, I don’t have Du Ruo’s famous teacher’s guidance, I don’t have Lu Yuan’s good fortune after bad luck, and I don’t have Zhong An’s diplomatic talent.

But this is the scariest thing, isn't it? He seems carefree on the surface, but he works hard behind the scenes, taking every step firmly and firmly. He is not a super genius, but he makes us feel a sense of crisis.

That confidence is no less than anyone else's, and his absolute confidence in himself is the strongest among us."