Hongmeng System Shuttles Through the World

The audience cheered, and the girl in the green dress on the stage looked around condescendingly, as if looking for something.

"Rongrong, I didn't see it, he didn't come." Xiao Wu took Ning Rongrong's little hand and said with a smile.

"Stinky Son!" Hearing Xiao Wu's words, Ning Rongrong became even more angry, gritted his teeth and didn't know where to look.

The emperor in the distance suddenly got goosebumps and felt a little inexplicable.

Originally, he planned to meet them, but after thinking about it, he should finish the task first, and they should be able to recognize him when he comes on the court.

Thinking of this, the emperor hurried to the lounge to recover his soul power, and adjusted his state to meet the final battle.

Why was he suddenly so urgent?

Because he saw something unusual from the rewards: platinum-level lottery, 100,000-year spirit ring, 5,000 points... This is not like an ordinary task at all.

The opponent this time is likely to be very different from those before, and he must take it seriously, otherwise he may capsize in the gutter.

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"Next, we will have the last duel of our fifteen soul battles, one-on-one soul duel, and two soul sects will appear. The battle king No. 0 Chi Yan and the Soul Sect with unknown martial arts are also the battle king Lai Jiajun who has won 99 consecutive victories. The next battle is very exciting. Who is the god of war with 100 consecutive victories , let's wait and see, who can win, and two soul sect war kings will be invited to play in two quarters of an hour!"

"Here!" The emperor, who was closing his eyes and resting, opened his eyes immediately, and golden light shot out from his eyes, then converged and returned to normal purple.

"Unknown martial arts? Could it be that he did not use martial arts in the previous soul battle?" Tianzi couldn't help frowning. He suddenly felt that this opponent he had never met was quite difficult.

Although he had never used martial arts in previous soul battles, it was because he possessed the Cold Shadow Sword and a series of fighting skills that could be performed without martial arts, and the power was not inferior to that of spirit skills at all. .

However, this person named Lai Jiajun has never used martial arts, which can only mean that it is terrible.

"Ding! The host triggers a challenge mission: Defeat Lai Jiajun, reward: 1,000,000 experience, 5,000 points, platinum-level lottery x1, primary character summoning card x2"

The pupils are constricted, another challenging task! And the difference between the quest reward and the reward for becoming a Silver Fighting Spirit is not very big! This shows what? Both missions were prepared to defeat this Lai Jiajun!

Feeling a little uneasy in his heart, in order to confirm his thoughts, the emperor asked the system: "The ultimate goal of these two tasks is to defeat this Lai Jiajun?"

"Yes."

hiss--

The emperor suddenly had a headache.

And on the other side.

After coming out of the double fighting platform, Ning Rongrong and Xiao Wu joined the crowd in the contestant passage, and then everyone entered the rest area through the contestant passage, but as soon as they entered the rest area, everyone heard the host's announcement. This makes everyone a little weird.

"Shooting the Sun Bow?" Tang San looked at the Soul Arena, muttering to himself, "Isn't this the emperor's martial soul?"

"Maybe it's the same name. The Son of Heaven was only a 30th-level soul sect a month ago, and he didn't add a spirit ring. It's only been over a month, and he won't be a soul sect..." Xiao Wu put forward her own opinion. doubt.

Everyone was silent for a few seconds, and suddenly said in unison: "It's not impossible!"

"The Son of Heaven is a pervert. He has such a cultivation at the age of eleven. With his cultivation speed, I don't think it's completely impossible..." Dai Mubai said.

"But he has won 99 consecutive victories like this? This is too strong..." Oscar's face was full of disbelief.

After all, even Dai Mubai's record was extremely bad.

The crowd was silent again.

"It's Lai Jiajun, the owner of the unknown martial arts. I feel very dangerous." Tang San, who has always been prudent, said solemnly, "During the ninety-nine consecutive victories in the fighting spirit, the martial spirit has not even been revealed."

"Will something happen that day?" Ning Rongrong asked worriedly.

silence……

After all, this level of battle is not something they have the ability to participate in, and they themselves have not reached the strength of the soul sect.

"He should have a way to deal with it. After all, the Son of Heaven has won ninety-nine consecutive victories, so his strength shouldn't be much different..." Dai Mubai comforted everyone.

"If only the teacher was here..."

...

"Contestants from both sides please come on stage!" Two quarters of an hour passed, the host announced loudly.

"Come on!" Tianzi stood up, sighed in relief, and walked towards the battle area.

"No. 0! Chi Yan! No. 0! Chi Yan!"

"No. 0 Chiyan, you are so handsome! I'm going to give you a monkey:"

...

With the entrance of the Son of Heaven, the audience suddenly burst into fierce cheers.

Although he covered his face with the Eye of Torrekia, anyone with a discerning eye could see that he was a handsome guy.

"I didn't expect Xiaoba to be so popular!" Xiao Wu looked left and right in a lookout gesture, and she couldn't help exclaiming when she found that there were little fans of the emperor or spirit masters who worshipped the emperor.

"Everything, what kind of vision." For some reason, Ning Rongrong felt uneasy for a while, feeling sour, as if it was his beloved toy that was taken away by someone else.

Everyone understands that they are tacitly aware that they will not stab them, but secretly snicker.

When he came to the stage, the emperor did not see his opponent, and he was a little puzzled: what about people?

He looked around in confusion.

"Are you looking for me?" A joke came from behind, full of jokes, but it was because of these plain words that the emperor's hair stood on end.

When did he come? The emperor was horrified, he turned around quickly, and found an eighteen- or nine-year-old boy holding a feather fan, standing quietly on the edge of the battle arena, with a thin body that seemed to fall down when the wind blew.

Although he can't be called handsome, he has the feeling of a big brother next door, with a faint smile on his face, but this smile is very dangerous in the eyes of the emperor.

"Very fast!" Someone in the audience exclaimed.

"When did this person go up?" Tang San looked at Lai Jiajun in disbelief. Although he didn't turn on the Purple Demon Eye just now, due to his long-term cultivation of the Purple Demon Eye, his insight can be said to be excellent. However, he did not notice any breath or figure at all.

"It's terrible!" Ning Rongrong's eyes fell on the Son of Heaven, filled with worry.

"Forty-ninth-level soul sect, No. 0 Chiyan, Martial Soul Shooting Sunbow, please advise." Forcibly pressing down the shock in his heart, the emperor clasped his fists and said solemnly.

"Forty-ninth-level soul sect, Lai Jiajun, Wuhun's words... It depends on whether you are qualified to know." Lai Jiajun shook his feather fan lightly and said indifferently.

How arrogant!

The emperor raised his brows slightly, but he was not angry. After all, he did have this qualification.