The God of War Challenging Heaven

“Tingwei of the Kyushu Holy See. What's that supposed to mean? In the Holy See of Kyushu, the truly powerful, is the Divine Guardian, and Tingwei, just some of the better qualified children. ”

A faint voice sounded from the crowd. It was Hung Wencheng, the chief of the Hung clan, who stood up Xu Xu and complimented Xia Changhe: “Prime Minister Xia, let us Xia Hung two families continue to hold the gold and silver flag for a hundred years, how about? ”

“Ha ha, well said! ”

Xia Changhe Lang laughed twice, and for a moment, he was proud of himself.

His distant gaze toward Xuanlan in the crowd, in his eyes, was an obscure passing.

Tingwei of the Kyushu Holy See, so what?

Competition field.

The golden and silver games are continuing.

Because of Shapiro's stunning performance, almost everyone's eyes are focused on the golden field at this time.

Three moves, defeat Meng Super strong, Xiabi soft wind, undoubtedly very strong.

After defeating Meng Chao Bei, she stayed on the field and continued to be challenged by "The Warrior”, as she was required to win five consecutive games in order to be eligible for promotion to the final.

She held a hegemonic, bloody sword and stood quietly in the middle of the golden arena, with great temper and high will.

Looking at the silver robe young man standing there, for a moment, many other "fighters” will inevitably breed fear in their hearts.

This Shapiro is so powerful!

Of course, the race cannot be stopped.

“Shapiro, I'll fight you! ”

When we had a cold drink, it rang from the crowd.

The next moment, only a huge figure was seen, blasting past in the air, slowly landing in the position of the ten ancestors in front of Xiapiliao.

All present, at first glance, saw only this challenger, a middle-aged man.

A middle-aged man wearing a black robe and an exceptionally tall body, unlike Pucchimai, the head of the Holy See of Kyushu “The Ten Great Court Guards”, is extremely difficult to find in Hongmong Mainland.

“To the seminary, Ling Xue! ”

Black Robe Man, report your power, and your name.

He has no weapons, he punches with his bare hands.

“You're a little better than Meng, but you're still far from qualified to compete for the Golden Flag! ”

Xia Bixiao single-handedly, Xu slowly raised the hegemonic bloody sword, pointing far ahead, coming from the seminary Ling Xue, in his eyes, burning wild warfare.

Ling Xue's mouth, obviously smoked, said: "Shapiao, I know you're strong, but I can't possibly give up the gold flag because of this, I will do my best! ”

Fight!

There's no extra bullshit, the two of them even when they're in a frenzied war.

“Ping-pong! ”

With the two of them fighting each other, a huge wave of energy swept away and shocked around, like a huge ripple in a circle.

Qin Yi prompted his left hand to enter the state of emptiness again and carefully watched the battle between the two.

Indeed, as Xia Bizhuo said, this Lingxue is a little stronger than the previous Meng Super. The martial arts he developed, some peculiar, is the combination of fists and palms, between fists and palms, it is easy to change.

When he clapped, the attack was more clever, and when he punched, he was more aggressive.

Shapiro, on the other hand, is still engaged in his "Kankun Massacre" battle, which is undoubtedly a martial arts major for her, and an extremely advanced sword technique.

More importantly, she has practiced this sword to great success.

It is rare that Xia Biao is not very old, similar to Xuanlan and Xiao Yan, but is able to practise such a brilliant sword technique to complete the realm and see its potential.

“Kick-Ass Type 1 - Wind! ”

“Cancun Slaughter Type 2 - Wave Breaking! ”

“Cuckoo Slaughter Type 3 - Phantom! ”

“Pong!”

As Xia Bizou cast out the third type of magic ceremony of the "Kimkun Massacre", Ling Xue fell to the ground. He had hundreds of sword wounds, like Meng Chao in the previous battle, and the whole person became a living blood man. He looked quite miserable.

“Ling Xue, you, defeat! ”

Xiabi softened his sword, pointing to the snow on the ground, coldly said.

Mm-hmm.

This Ling Xue from the seminary actually defeated Shapiro's third style again!

Everyone around them opened their mouths in dismay.

Even Qin Yi in the crowd was slightly stunned, he had to admit, this Xiabi Soft, was a bit stunning.

“I'll fight you! ”

Soon, another challenger rushed to the gold field.

The challenger, a middle-aged woman dressed in a blue robe, was not as beautiful as it sounded, but it was very rhyming. Her appearance allowed many males to be present, her eyes lit up and her eyes swept uncontrollably over her concave body.

“Pine Cloud Pavilion, Fair Qin Fruit! ”

Middle-aged women, state their power and their names.

“You're a little stronger than Ling Xue. ”

Xia Bi softly said that her voice was extremely soft and beautiful, but her handsome face was full of killing intentions.

Fight!

Still no extra bullshit, the two of them soon fought each other.

“Kick-Ass Type 1 - Wind! ”

“Cancun Slaughter Type 2 - Wave Breaking! ”

“Cuckoo Slaughter Type 3 - Phantom! ”

“Pong!”

As Xia Bizhuo cast out the third illusion of "Kimkun Massacre", Fair Qin fruit fell to the ground, with hundreds of sword wounds, her clothes, broken and broken, revealing large areas of skin like snow.

At this time, however, the eyes of the males present in the room are no longer in the mind to appreciate, Fair Qin Gou's decadent delicacy.

The whole scene was quiet to the extreme and almost smelled like pillows.

Everyone at the place was stunned with their mouths open.

This Fair Qin Fruit from the seminary has been defeated by Shapiro again!

Shapiro's Phantom III, as if it were an insurmountable divide, will fall on top of it no matter what the opponent is stronger.

This scene is as untrue as a dream.

After a moment of quiet on the field, it was a scene of silence. Everyone present, in that scene, stood proudly there with a blood sword, Xia Biao Liu, cast an incredible gaze, for a moment, I just felt that this young girl, from the immortal years, came here from the god of war, no god of war, only worship!

Shapirous always stood there quietly, waiting for the next challenger, openly accepting the eyes that everyone had cast to worship.

“Twenty years of sharpening a sword, the effect, is definitely instant! ”

Xia Yanghe, upstairs of the city, smiled faintly, full of pride on his face, such a result he had long anticipated.

Next, there are two successive challengers who rush into the golden field to challenge Xiabi Soo.

The two challengers, one stronger than the other, were defeated by Shapiro's "Kimkun Massacre" formula 3.

Shapiro's "Kimkun Massacre", the third type, really seems to be an insurmountable divide, the more powerful challenger, will fall on top of this style.

According to the system, if you stand on the field and win five consecutive games, you will be promoted to the final.

Without a doubt, Shapi did this easily. After winning five consecutive games, she won only in the first three of "The Cancun Massacre", until she was promoted to the fourth, and the people who watched the game did not know what the fourth of "The Cancun Massacre" looked like.

“The Shah family, on the golden field, were promoted to the finals. The Red Passenger, on the silver field, was promoted to the final. ”

With the middle-aged man in gold armor, announcing the results, the silver court over there, cheered, while the gold court's Xiabi soft face was calm, such a result, apparently, in her expectations.

Boo!

Xia Bisoft suddenly turned around, raised the blood sword in his hand, pointing remotely at Xuanlan in the crowd, in his eyes, burning the bear's will, the voice in his mouth, like an ice seal: “Tingwei of the Holy See of Kyushu, you are my opponent, I want to defeat you! Humph, when I went to the Kyushu Holy See to participate in the entrance examination, but was ruthlessly eliminated. This battle for the flag competition, I want to prove to the world that it was wrong of the Kyushu Holy See to eliminate me, I am Xia Biao, better than the Kyushu Holy See's Tingwei! ”

- What? - What?

The old Kyushu Holy See entrance examination, turns out Xia Biao, was also present!

Hearing this, Qin Yi and Xuanlan in the crowd all stunned and opened their mouths, for a moment, standing there staring at each other.

What a surprise!

No wonder Xia Bixiao behaved so strongly, turns out she has been holding a grudge in her heart.

It is perfectly conceivable that in the past, Shapiro practiced hard after being ruthlessly eliminated in the entrance examination of the Kyushu Holy See.

Only then, unfortunately, the genius who took the entrance exam to the Holy See in Kyushu, more than a hundred people, Qin Yi and Xuanlan, all had no impression of Xia Biao.

Listening to Xia Biao's words, the eyes of all present suddenly fell on Xuanlan, worshipping, admiring, disdainful, blissful and joyful.

Looks like a battle flag contest with a head start!

People's eyes, for a moment, filled with anticipation.

The Golden Flag Competition, it seems, is a battle between the Xia and Xuan clans!

Thinking of the Xia family last night, Qin Yi's heart sighed at Xuanlan, it seems that the Xia family, for Xuanlan, is indeed quite cynical.

In the crowd, Xuanlan, as if he were an elf, always behaved faintly, smiling far away at Xiabi's shallow and soft face: “You are mighty. ”

“Huh!”

Xia Bi straightened his nose and snorted coldly, saying: "Defeating you is the real strength! ”