Chapter 762

The wooden man stood up slowly. The broken marble spread out from solag's body like a spider web. Solag, whose nose and mouth were all covered up, was in a coma.

"The third prince... Won!"

There was silence in the hall. Everyone looked at the wooden man standing in the middle of the hall like the God of war. It was as if they saw the invincible man in those years. Their eyes were shocked.

Level five Knight solag was killed by the second when he played against the third prince who couldn't do anything!

This kind of thing happened in front of them!

And the huge contrast between the expectation, the shock has been magnified countless times.

No one would have believed it if he hadn't watched Yuri enter the wooden man, and solag was still lying on the ground.

The king's eyes lit up, and his hand holding the handle of the chair loosened. Looking at the wooden man, his frown gradually loosened, and he showed a happy smile. At the same time, it seemed that something was brewing.

"This... This is not possible!" Sean clenched his fists, looked at the motionless solag lying on the ground, and then looked at the standing wooden man. Anger and shock constantly pounded his brain.

Without any trace, Joe drew back his eyes from the king and looked at the wooden man again. His eyes narrowed slightly, his right hand turned slowly, the ring on his left hand, and he thought in his heart: "Yuri, don't you want to be a fool any more? It's good to be a fool. Can you fight me? "

"Waste!" Gergill looked at the wooden man and resisted the impulse to stand up. The guy who had chased him on the Devil Island for three days and three nights, even the wooden man's appearance was still so annoying.

The representatives of all ethnic groups who used to watch the jokes of the royal family of the Los Empire were also a little boring.

Elena's face was also surprised, and she couldn't help laughing. "Oh... I didn't expect that this little guy had two talents, but his action was far worse than that of Alex."

"This... This is really up to! Deformation up to! I'm careless McGonagall almost jumped up, probably no one in the world was more shocked than him.

A 15-year-old boy, in the magic world, made a real can play up to, how is the world?

"Why do you feel like you've been robbed?" McGonagall suddenly calmed down and thought, shouldn't he be the one who shocked the whole world?

McGonagall looked at the wooden man and thought seriously, "this is really good. The size of power should be determined by the internal magic array, and the energy consumption should be very high. However, the first actual combat can reach this level. If the upper limit of power can continue to be increased, it may become a big killer on the battlefield in the future."

The hall was still quiet.

"Mushroom head wins!"

Amy raised her little hand and cried happily, breaking the silence.

Looking at the eyes, Amy took back her little hand a little timidly and whispered: "great..."

Amy's words suddenly awakened, and the waiter, who was still a little confused, said in a loud voice: "this duel, the third prince wins!"

"The third prince won! Congratulations! It's the luck of the Empire

"Yes, his highness, the third prince, if he doesn't make a name, he has already made a name for himself. He has some of the demeanour of general Alex at that time!"

"These exquisite things are worthy of the name of war armor!"

All the ministers also came back to their senses and praised him for his generous words. It seemed that they had forgotten the sour words they had said before, which raised Yuri to the height of imperial honor and Imperial Star.

Of course, some of them started to think.

"It's really vicious." McGonagall frowned. Among these ministers, there are many people from the faction of Joe and Sean. It seems that after Yuri showed some extraordinary performance, these people have begun to clean up the accidents that may affect the situation.

Surrounded by flattery and praise, Yuri didn't pay any attention to them. Instead, he put his finger on his forehead and pointed to Amy.

Amy responded with a salute, then leaned up to Meg's ear and whispered, "father, do you think the mushroom head looks better when it looks like this?"

"I think so, too." McGonagall nodded in agreement. He was very satisfied with his daughter's aesthetic. He was worried that the little girl would think the big head looked cute.

The king looked at the wooden man and nodded with a smile. "Good, Yuri. I like your gift very much. Come out."

"Good father." Yuri agreed. With a click, the wooden man began to decompose from the beginning and re formed a ladder. When Yuri got to his feet, it just reached the ground.

Yuri walked slowly down the steps, and the steps behind him turned into a one meter square black block, which looked ordinary.

This scene still looks shocking.

This ordinary box, now in people's eyes and before has been completely different.

This is like a magic box, let ordinary people have a magic ability, this temptation is obviously very powerful.

Sean calmed down and looked at the wooden box behind Yuri. Suddenly, an idea came out of his mind and grew like wild grass.

"People like Yuri, who are powerless, can defeat solag with it. If this box can be mass produced into countless pieces, then it's not as easy to conquer the world as turning it over!"

Sean felt his heart thumping. If he had this box, all his ideas might come true in the near future.

Conquer the world, let the whole world crawl at their feet, even the dragon can only lower the arrogant head.

What a tempting thing it is.

And civilians are inexhaustible. These guys can only be used as cannon fodder in ethnic wars. As long as there are enough boxes, it doesn't matter how many people die.

After the representatives of all ethnic groups calmed down, they obviously thought of this, and their expressions became somewhat unnatural.

Over the years, although the Terrans have not shown any aggression, most of them are in a defensive state, the appearance of this box is very likely to break the existing pattern of Nolan.

No one will believe that a race that can produce a large number of combat power above level 5 out of thin air is willing to maintain such a balance.

And all this is because of the third prince who has no sense of existence.

Solag did not show too proud, bowing to the king, respectfully said: "I wish my father health and longevity."

"Good." The king looked at Yuri and nodded with satisfaction. Then he said with a smile, "Yuri, your gift today makes me very delicate. Whatever reward you want, I will promise you."

"Reward?" Yuri glanced in the direction of Elena, then pointed a finger at Amy and said, "can I have her?"