Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

For the boneless guy like Qin Bixue, Ling Xiao has no good face.

In fact, with the qualifications of Qin Bixue, he did not lose to the Son at all. He lost today, and there is still a chance to surpass in the future, but this guy turned out to be a dog for the Son completely willingly, which is really unsightly. .

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After Ling Xiao defeated Qin Bixue, the audience had lost interest in other games. The only thing they wanted to see was the showdown between Ling Xiao and Sheng Mingji.

So that the eighteenth round of the game is still going on, many people are restless.

Until the last round began, the audience was still anxious.

But the referee team seemed to deliberately fight against the audience. He just put Ling Xiao and Ji Mingkong in the final match.

Except for the first and second, all other rankings are already clear.

Qin Bixue third;

Bai Qianjiao fourth;

Devil does not hurt fifth;

Longchen sixth!

Coupled with Ji Mingkong and Ling Xiao, they are the new six sons of the Holy Pilgrimage.

Lan Yu'er was lucky to get a ninth, although it was not easy, but after all, entering the top ten, so that Yue Huazong's people are also not excited.

Jinguang Tianzun couldn't even cry.

"Ling Xiao should be the second, but this month's martial arts festival, our Yue Huazong is also in the limelight, Ling Xiao second, Lan Yuer ninth, Dai Yuling 24, Leng Hao 52, this The top 100 places account for four places."

Tianyan Tianzun said with emotion.

"Yeah, it would be great if Ling Xiao could defeat Ji Mingkong."

Guanghan Tianzun still has a little ambition.

"I'm afraid it's a bit difficult. You have also seen Ji Mingkong's battle before. She's powerful and completely above the others. It is a luxury to want to win him."

Tianyan Tianzun shook his head and smiled bitterly.

"Although I am very confident in Ling Xiao, it is indeed too difficult to win Ji Mingkong." Jinguang Tianzun also felt the same way.

No matter how worried they are, in short, the finale of the Martial Arts Festival finals is currently left.

Ling Xiao on one side and Ji Mingkong on the other.

Ling Xiao, the biggest black horse in this martial arts festival, has passed all the way through and has maintained a winning streak so far. His record is exactly the same as Ji Mingkong, and his points are exactly the same. Even his luck is exactly the same.

His strength seems to be invisible forever, as if there is always hidden.

Every battle will give people a surprise and an accident.

When you think he can't, he shows surprisingly terrible strength.

Even the blood of Qin Bi in the first realm of heaven was cut down by Ling Xiao, which was really unexpected.

As for the son of Ji Mingkong, there is no need to introduce too much. The last martial arts festival was the first, the first of the six sons of the Holy Dynasty.

No matter who you face, it is easy to win.

Xiuwei even reached the level of two days ago, so that everyone looked at this tall woman.

"Before this game, should His Highness Son speak our bets first?"

Ling Xiao was not in a hurry to come to power, anyway, he was still nervously maintaining the competition, and even if he wanted to go there, he couldn't get on.

"Gamble? What gamble?"

The audience was a little confused.

Ling Xiao is only a disciple of Yue Huazong, and the Son is a person who wants to inherit the throne of the Holy Emperor. What will bet between them?

Few people know this, after all, this bet was only made between Ling Xiao and Sheng Zi.

At that time, at Huazong Yue, few people knew about it.

Ling Xiao must let more people know, otherwise, if Ji Mingkong loses his account, then he really can't say anything.

"I didn't expect you to dare to admit that gamble, I thought you were too scared to make it."

Ji Mingkong sneered, then stood up from his seat and said aloud: "My bet with Ling Xiao is very simple. If he loses, he accepts the interrogation of the Holy Emperor in public and pays for the murder of the sword king Zong disciple. The price, and eventually become my minion!"

Ling Xiao then said: "If the son loses, the holy dynasty will no longer ask about the king of the sword, and the son will still be a slave to me before me! Although I don't like this kind of maid very much, but one more Not bad."

what!

The content of the gamble is really shocking, so is it too bold.

Not to mention who wins or loses first, Ling Xiao dared to make such a bet with Saint Child, it simply did not put the Holy Family and the King's Gate in his eyes.

On the audience stage, countless disciples of the Heavenly King's Gate all looked at the Qingpao youth near Biwutai with angry eyes.

For Ling Xiao, they were still very strange.

But until the martial arts festival, they will not feel strange.

Who dare to look down on this man, the biggest black horse in this final of the Budo Festival?

Of course, at the beginning of the game, most people mentioned the name with a little disdain and ridicule.

Distinguished Yuehuazong disciples, among the 12th-ranked disciples of the last rank, what can they do?Dare to provoke the core disciple of their sect to be nameless.

Now, instead of contempt and ridicule, they become angry and intensely jealous.

Who is the Son?

After being declared among her daughters, she was not only an unattainable son, but also a goddess in the minds of countless disciples!

On weekdays, most of the disciples of the Tianwangmen have no chance to contact the Son, not only because of the proud and indifferent character of the Son.

Even more because of the most noble origin on the Dragon Continent that day.

However, the women who are very difficult to connect with each other now make a bet with Ling Xiao. If they lose, they will become Ling Xiao's maid.

Thinking about it makes people jealous.

Although this jealousy is somewhat strange and deformed.

It is because of this that almost all the disciples of Tianwangmen have a very bad impression of Ling Xiao.

Talking about this person is all sarcasm and criticism. It seems that if they do not value Ling Xiao's words, they will not give up.

I really don't know if it was Ling Xiao who robbed their wife or slept their daughter.

In the face of the contempt and anger that the disciples of the Heavenly King gathered together, Ling Xiao's face always hung with a calm and calm smile.

Seeing this scene, the remaining disciples all secretly raised their thumbs for Ling Xiao.

This Ling Xiao not only passed through all the way to the end of the Budo Festival finals, but also satisfied their inner heart for blasphemy against the Son.

"Hey, it's a model for my generation, even the Son dare to seduce, powerful, powerful!"

Especially some of the apprentices in the sect did not know what was associated with the gamble, and they laughed very strangely.

Ji Mingkong looked at Ling Xiao not far away.

I hate this person to the extreme.

"The gambling agreement has been announced to the world, and the competition has been basically repaired. Can we start the fight next?"

Ji Mingkong said to Ling Xiao.