MTL - I Became the Ancestor of the Villain-Chapter 516 round

  Chapter 516 Round decides the outcome

   Seeing Feng Shijun's look of lovelessness, Mo Fan smiled slightly.

   "Feng Shijun, I know you treat me very kindly, and I have never treated you lightly! Just look!"

   As he spoke, Mo Fan summoned the white tiger from the animal bag.

  As soon as the white tiger appeared, it immediately attracted everyone's attention, including Hansu.

   And the one who reacted the most was the current leader of the Tiger Clan who became the envoy!

   "Baihu! It's actually a white tiger!" Envoy Feng's face was full of excitement, and he looked so pitiful that he was about to cry just now. He excitedly rushed to the side of the white tiger, and stretched out his trembling hands to caress it.

  But Bai Hu avoided him in disgust.

  But he still looked at the white tiger with bright eyes, as if he saw some rare treasure.

  The white tiger is the most noble blood of the tiger clan. It can be said that once it reaches adulthood, it is at the level of a demon king. If it grows normally, it will be a matter of course to enter the Great Saint Realm.

   This is a real holy beast!

   is far from being comparable to Feng Shijun.

  The Tiger Clan has this white tiger, which can be said to ensure that there will be a great sage in charge in the future.

  For so many years, although the tiger tribe has been strong, it has been a long time since a great sage appeared. I am really sorry for the title of king of the jungle.

   Now that there is this white tiger, everything will come naturally, and the Tiger Clan will definitely prosper.

   "This is the child of the White Tiger Emperor of your tiger clan. He was taken away when he was born, and I got it by chance."

   "Later, I fed it an ancestral elixir, which has activated the pure white tiger blood. In the future, your tiger clan will definitely have a great sage."

   "Envoy, do you still hate me?" Mo Fan said with a smile.

  Now that his identity has been exposed, there are some things that cannot be concealed, such as this little white tiger.

  Feng Shijun looked at the little white tiger with burning eyes, and smiled all over his face: "How can it be, thank you Monkey King. The tiger clan will always be your friends!"

  At this time, how can the envoy still care about Mo Fan's trivial deception?

  Just this white tiger, even if his tiger tribe offends the entire demon country, he will not hesitate.

  He knew that there was a new arm-armed ape in the monkey clan, who was powerful and invincible, and was the blood of one of the four ancient spirit monkeys of the monkey clan.

   And the blood level of the white tiger is even higher than that of the brachial ape. One can imagine how terrifying it will be in the future?

   This kind of good thing happened to his Tiger Clan, and he looked at Mo Fan with more kindness than before when Mo Fan was Monkey King.

   Nine-tailed Demon Lord and Kuanglu Lord were also very sad when they saw this.

   Such things would make people jealous in any race!

   This is a holy beast! In the future, he will properly enter the existence of the Great Sage.

  Why did such a good deed fall on the head of a fool like Feng Shijun?

   I have to say that stupid people are blessed with stupidity. The Tiger Clan has spared no effort to help the Monkey Clan. This kind of reward is simply a fortune.

  In fact, what they don’t know is that even if they help the Monkey Clan like the Tiger Clan, Mo Fan can’t make them a top holy beast like a nine-tailed sky fox or an earth-shaking bear.

  Everything is due to chance, as if the connection between Mo Fan and the Tiger Clan is due to the fate of this little white tiger.

  Little White Tiger has reached the fifth level of cultivation and possesses sufficient spiritual intelligence. The general martial arts masters are far from its opponents.

   When facing the sixth-level monsters of the Yaozu, it can even win the battle.

   This is innate blood suppression.

  Feng Shijun has already stood in a high position, and he is not a short-sighted person.

   For him, it doesn't matter whether there are rising stars in the Tiger Clan who will threaten his status in the future.

  He only wants to lead the Tiger Clan to become stronger, and he wishes that all members of the Tiger Clan can threaten his status. How powerful will it be then?

  The appearance of the little white tiger made him elated and ignited great confidence.

  He let out a low growl, and a deep Wang character appeared on his forehead, which was as black as ink.

  The royal aura of the tiger family emanating from the inside out makes the little white tiger feel very friendly.

  The little white tiger who was still a little shy no longer hid beside Mo Fan, but tentatively leaned up to Feng Shijun's side and rubbed his body.

   "Hahahaha, little guy, you are the future hope of our tiger clan! If only you were my son." Feng Shijun stroked its head and laughed, as happy as a child weighing several hundred pounds.

  Mo Fan also let out a long sigh of relief.

  The three monsters have all been resolved. This is the retreat he had prepared from the very beginning.

  The Great Sage Pingtian, who has the most say in the Monster Clan, used two ninth-grade pills to please the Monkey Clan, and the Tiger Clan, who is the most friendly to the Monkey Clan, gave them a white tiger holy beast, which is considered as the most benevolent.

   And the Monkey Clan, their saviors, have also undergone earth-shaking changes because of their appearance, and it is only a matter of time before they regain their former glory.

  The Yaozu side should be able to let go of their deception.

   As for the human race, they got a saint for nothing, coupled with the hopeless victory of Emperor Wu, they were too happy, how dare they have the slightest opinion on Mo Fan?

  The empress was not surprised when she saw that Mo Fan had solved such a serious problem in a few words, instead she took it for granted.

   From her point of view, everything seemed to be under Mo Fan's control.

  A trace of admiration slowly grew in the depths of my heart, subtly affecting the thin layer of ice.

"The white tiger will practice with me first, and when the time is right, I will send it back to the tiger clan. Please tell Shijun Feng to tell its mother Yuji, and tell her that Mo Fan is a person who keeps his word." Mo Fan snapped his fingers , signaling the white tiger to return to his side.

  Even though Feng Shijun was reluctant to give up when he heard the words, he also understood that growing up with Mo Fan was far more promising than growing up with himself.

   Just nodded, expressing agreement with Mo Fan's proposal.

   "In addition, you guys can find more spirit beasts in this Emperor Wu space to improve your strength. When the time is almost up, just declare defeat." Mo Fan instructed the three of them again.

  Feng Shijun and the three looked at each other, and they all saw the helplessness in each other's eyes.

   Anyway, Mo Fan can’t be dealt with. Now that he has identified his identity, the defeat of Emperor Wu is a foregone conclusion.

  Mo Fan did not mean to kick them out of the battlefield immediately, but also to find opportunities in the battlefield to improve their strength.

   Not a fool knows how to choose such a thing.

   After exchanging opinions with each other, the three of them clasped their hands together: "Then follow what the Great Sage Equaling Heaven said."

   After finishing speaking, the three of them left separately, and seized the time to find opportunities to improve their strength.

  Seeing the three leave, Mo Fan shrugged at Han Su and said, "Okay, the human race will accumulate one point first."

  Han Su is also a little helpless.

   She has always heard how tragic the battle for the Holy Spirit was, and she also thought about how fierce the battle she would encounter after entering the battlefield for the Holy Spirit.

   But she never thought that the highest level of the Battle of Seizing the Saint, the Emperor Wu Battle, was decided by Mo Fan in a few words, without even needing to fight.

  The Saint Linyuan in the void also lamented Mo Fan in secret. Since the history of the Battle of Seizing the Saint, he has never heard of such a result, let alone arbitrating in person.

  (end of this chapter)