People are singing in the tide, but there is no crown

Under the confused gaze of the man, Ling An stretched out his claws and pointed.

A golden light suddenly appeared and landed steadily in the center of the ring.

The heavy and oppressive atmosphere suddenly dissipated.

The roaring giant wave-class sound shells, which originally had the upper hand, stood still for a moment.

At the same time, the audience in the audience were also in a daze.

"Hey, hey, hey, what is that? Did you see it?" someone asked next to him.

"This aura has probably surpassed the giant wave level!"

In the silence, there was the roar of an engine.

It was like the sound of a war drum, beating on everyone's heart.

The Rider of Burning Light is here!

"Fuck! It's really a Raging Wave class!" Someone exclaimed.

"Ling An..." Chi Xia muttered to herself in the judges' seat.

She suddenly felt an inexplicable burning sensation on her butt.

This terrifying roar and this scorching flame.

She seemed to have been there before.

The pressure brought by Liaozhao Riders was too great and too shocking.

Looking at the dumbfounded man opposite him, Ling An said calmly: "Are you qualified?"

He didn't need to say more, Burning Knight had already answered for him.

The oppressive feeling like a ghost fire turning its head, crushing towards the group of giant wave-level sound corpses.

The two arrow-headed bears, Big Bear and Little Bear, hurried back into the gourd.

It wasn't until the flames from Liao Zhaozhi's bike crushed the giant wave-sized thorny rose mushrooms to pieces that the man finally reacted.

He murmured in disbelief, as if to convince himself: "Impossible... This is impossible!"

Drops of sweat flowed uncontrollably from his forehead.

Then, he frantically called out Sheng Hai from the terminal, trying to withstand the pressure.

Rays of golden light shot out.

The Giant Wave-class Rock Guard and Purple-feathered Heron rushed towards the Blazing Knight.

Next are the light-wave-class Fire Mane Wolf and Burrowing Rat.

One after another, they pounced towards Liaozhao's cavalry.

"Oh my god, this trip is really worth it!" one audience member exclaimed.

This is probably a scene that can only be seen on the Beiluoye front line.

"If nothing else, this Ling An patrol officer is really amazing. I now know why he is famous."

"Of course, long live the cats!"

At the same time, many people found the girl who had just spoken and asked about the matters concerning the Jinzhou Cat Cult.

At the front of the audience, Yin Lin stared at Ling An on the stage, wondering what he was thinking about.

Ling An always seems to be able to bring her different surprises.

She sighed to herself: "I wonder how many secrets this little rascal has hidden."

"Charge, flame motorcycle!" Chixia shouted, her face full of excitement.

On the stage, Liao Zhao's riders said nothing, but just charged forward.

The man became visibly flustered and no longer as calm as before.

He slapped the gourd heavily, and finally a golden light shot out.

It is a light wave-level frost tortoise.

Clearly, he had been drained.

Even if he summoned more aftermaths, they would be nothing more than cutting vegetables for the Raging Wave-class Blazing Knight.

Failure is just a matter of time.

This is a level of suppression that cannot be broken simply by relying on numbers.

Everyone understands this.

The man roared, looking a bit crazy: "Damn cat!"

Someone in the audience finally noticed something was wrong.

It's just a competition, there's no need to be so serious, right?

Under the puzzled gazes of the crowd, the man's strength fluctuated.

He was hunched over and trembling slightly, as if some long-accumulated power was accumulating.

Suddenly, he raised his head and roared, then stretched out two arms from under his clothes and pounced towards Ling An.

At that time, Liaozhao's riders were still cleaning up the scene.

There is no barrier between the man and the cat.

"No, Ling An, run!" Chi Xia said anxiously.

Yin Lin's eyes also narrowed, and he stretched out his hand as if to stop him.

But at this moment, they were some distance away from Ling An.

"Question: Who has four hands?" Ling An said calmly in the face of danger, "Of course it's the craftsman of the Canxing Society."

"It's the Canxing Society! How did they get in?"

"No wonder he challenged the Drifter in the first place!"

The audience suddenly fell into panic, and countless people retreated to the back.

"Hahahaha, so what if you know? For those who claim to be righteous, I will avenge the Lord Supervisor!"

The man roared and got close to Ling An.

It's all the cat's fault that ruined his good deed.

But there was still no intention of dodging in Ling An's eyes.

He just continued, "If you ask me another question, why shouldn't I avoid it?"

Yeah, why didn't he dodge?

A trace of inexplicable panic flashed through the craftsman's heart.

He felt an inexplicable awkwardness.

But Liaozhaoqi had clearly been delayed, and even if he wanted to deal with his other corpses, it would take at least half a minute.

unless……

He looked at the cat in front of him that was as calm as a rock.

Facing the craftsman, Ling An grinned and whispered, "Because, I still have a younger brother!"

hum! ! !

A bell rang out suddenly, shaking the entire arena so that it sank half an inch.

A sky-high icicle stood in front of the craftsman, forcing him to retreat.

The craftsman looked up and suddenly realized that this was not an icicle at all.

It was a giant leg covered in ice armor.

However, the owner of this leg was too big, so big that its shape could not be seen at a close distance.

"This is..." the craftsman muttered to himself with horror on his face.

it's dark.

Because the tolling turtle blocked the sky above.

In the shadows, the craftsman's pupils shrank sharply.

The tsunami-level momentum made it hard for him to breathe.

As he looked up, the huge dragon-like shadow approached him rapidly until it filled his entire field of vision.

After a moment, Ling An put away the bell-ringing turtle.

Where the craftsman originally stood, a solid human-shaped icicle stood, lifelike.

"Oh my god, what just happened? This is so scary!"

The audience glanced back and forth at the ring, and each of them was patting their heart position in fear.

For most people, they didn't realize what they had just experienced.

All I knew was that Patrol Officer Ling An and the craftsman stood there motionless, and everything was over.

Because the Bell-Ringing Turtle is so huge.

The moment it appeared, the entire arena was located in its belly.

To ordinary people, it seemed that the sky had just darkened for a moment and then lightened up again.

Just like humans teasing ants by stretching out their hands to block the sunlight above their heads.

Only those who resonate with it can sense the tsunami that just happened.

Like a mountain collapsing.

In confusion, Chixia broke the silence.

"Let us congratulate Ling An for defeating his opponent, and also defeating the bad guys from the Canxing Society!"

Chixia's words immediately defined the matter.

Countless people who had not yet reacted applauded even though they did not understand why.

He exclaimed repeatedly: "Oh my god, is this the strength of Ling An Patrol Officer?"