House Witch

Chapter 235 234. Remove the meat and leave the oil

On the other side, in the Armed Club Arena, the Fairy King Wuhun, who had just been beaten with blood by her own mother, was resting and recovering her blood. Of course, even when she was resting, she would not stop talking, even if her nose was bruised and her face was swollen, it did not prevent her from sitting The audience pointed out the situation.

"Rena, can you do it? She was defeated just now. Tsk, you loser. I gave you a chance but you didn't use it."

"Athena, are your eight arms just decorations? Multitasking, how many times have I told you not to use eight arms as two hands? You have to multitask. Each hand must perform different sword skills at the same time. I sent it, why did you still accept it?"

"Marigette, why are you staring? The petrified magic eye is amazing. Stop worrying about your broken magic eye every day. Where is your snake hair? If it bites her, why don't you save it for bed at night if it doesn't bite people now?"

"Alice, how many times have I told you, if you can level A, then level. Don't worry about pretending to use your ultimate move. Use your vampire's speed advantage. Oh, you're stupid. There's no way to save it."

The Goblin King used high-speed divine words to spray dozens of times a second. The several witches who were dueling below were eager to stop what they were doing and go up together to beat her. However, everyone thought about it and found out tiredly that unless their magic power was not restricted, , otherwise in the practice mode with the same attributes, they might not be able to beat this pervert if they play together.

This was very annoying, but there was nothing they could do about their inferior skills. They could only hold back their anger and vent it on their dueling opponents.

Of course, they were angry, but they followed the instructions of the Fairy King one by one. After all, although this pervert was a bit arrogant, his vision was indeed vicious, and his suggestions were indeed pertinent.

For a moment, the pressure on their respective opponents increased. Fortunately, the Goblin King soon came to the opponent's side again. Immediately, the opponents who had not been suppressed just now also woke up and started to fight back. The two sides fought vigorously. Back.

However, the Goblin King, who was having a bad mouth and enjoying himself to the fullest, suddenly changed his expression, and his spirit weakened at a speed visible to the naked eye. His weak look looked like he had just moved bricks from a construction site. Same.

"Send it, I'll fuck your body, your mother."

Feeling the constant fatigue coming from her body, the Goblin King was numb. She subconsciously wanted to greet her relatives, but when the words came to her lips, she quickly covered her mouth and swallowed them.

After all, her mother was watching from the side. If she really said these words, she would be abused both physically and mentally today just like yesterday.

"Adam, you are not a father. How did you teach this good daughter like you? There is no reason why this person like this should be so tormented by clones."

The Goblin King gritted her teeth and changed her target, complaining about her biological father who was not there so he couldn't beat her.

In response to this, Euphelia, who was not far away, withdrew her sharp eyes and nodded with satisfaction. Then, in a good mood, she slapped Madeline who was sparring and hung it on the wall, turning her into a charm. Magic mural.

"Have you rested enough? Come down and continue practicing."

Euphilia shouted to her daughter on the stage.

Well, this kind of beating has to be done best by one's own children. If someone else's children are afraid of being beaten, they have to hold back their strength and not give in.

"Oh my god, I'm like this, and you still won't let me go. If I want to beat you, go beat me up."

Upon hearing Dragon Mother's greeting, the Fairy King's face turned even paler, and she protested.

In this regard, Euphilia thought about her daughter's salty body and felt slightly disgusted.

The big one is probably useless. Fortunately, my daughter is a salty fish, and at least she has a small one that suits her. This small one can't be raised to waste anymore, so...

"Stop talking nonsense and come down."

The Fairy King, who had almost recovered, stood up straight. Even though the fatigue was still coming from her body, she didn't care about it.

How could the Unyielding Soul really be afraid of fighting just because of this little fatigue? The more difficult the fighting conditions, the more motivated she is to fight.

The martial soul who looked like a dragon girl jumped down from the auditorium, her sharp eyes like a sword full of fighting intent.

Well, he's very handsome, provided she shuts up.

"Huh, come on. Anyway, I'm just an incarnation. Oh my god, you only care about your biological daughter. No one cares about my picked-up daughter. Anyone can bully me, eh eh eh."

Judging by her appearance, she was obviously an arrogant and ruined king, full of majesty, but with this mouth, there was no majesty at all, and people couldn't help but harden their fists and want to beat her up.

And even though she had been training her daughter to play the trumpet for a month, Euphilia still couldn't get used to this guy's mouth. She could always provoke people's anger accurately.

Dragon Mother was a little angry, so she raised her hand and smacked it with her claw. With this claw, the magic power automatically condensed into a huge dragon claw and whizzed away towards the opposite side.

This is the true appearance of the Dragon King's tactics. The power of the dragon is reflected in every gesture.

And if this was a month ago, the daughter's trumpet opposite would probably have been transformed into a paper doll by this claw, but now

boom.

A huge roar resounded throughout the arena, and the shock wave caused by the collision of the huge forces caused other people who were dueling to run away quickly, and ran to the auditorium one by one to watch the show.

"Okay, come on, Teacher Euphilia, beat this foul-mouthed monster to death."

"The market is open. How many moves can the Goblin King hold today? I'll bet on ten moves."

"You think too highly of her, she hasn't survived five moves before, right?"

The auditorium was full of joy.

After the dust on the field cleared, the witches were shocked. They only saw two almost identical black dragon claw figures wrestling on the field.

"Hehe, mother, you don't think I'm the same as those losers, do you? I've been abused by you for a month. I've finished your chart. If you don't do something new, don't blame me today. My daughter is unworthy."

A bright smile appeared on the face of the Goblin King, which was covered with fine dragon scales, and he grinned, revealing his mouth full of fangs.

In response to this, Euphilia was also slightly startled, and then looked surprised.

"Have you completely stabilized the Martial God Realm?"

This blessing of dragon power in every gesture is actually a manifestation of the power of the Martial God realm, but didn’t my daughter just touch the edge of the Martial God a month ago? Normally, it should take a year and a half to truly break through, and as far as my daughter is concerned, How did the magic power of only 30,000 mana complete the training of the martial soul?

The Dragon Witch was a little confused.

"Hehe, it's just a layer of oil left on my hands when I went to the vegetable market to buy meat."

In response, the Goblin King smiled and said nothing in front of the Riddler.

Well, thank you, Hat-senpai.

Wuhun is grateful in his heart