Invincibility Starts From Hanging Up

Su Ling's face was calm.

As if it had nothing to do with him.

But I was curious.

Inside the Misty Sect.

Besides the big brother Gongsun Wujian, who else wants to challenge him.

99 challenges.

There were 97 that challenged him.

Yunmengxi.

Definitely not included in the challenge, even if Yunmengxi wanted to challenge him, he would not challenge him.

Big Brother Gongsun Wujian.

Obviously disapproving of him.

There is nothing wrong with a challenge.

"I'm curious."

"Who challenges Luoshuiting?"

"Actually, the most curious thing is that someone still challenges Feng Wuyu."

"It should be Luoshuiting."

"Only Luoshuiting has a little hope of challenging Feng Wuyu."

"You'll find out later."

"..."

People in the square.

As well as the saints and saints on the steps, as well as the elders.

They were all curious about who would challenge Feng Wuyu.

after all.

Feng Wuyu is recognized as the strongest player in this session, there is no need to challenge him.

"Who wants to challenge Feng Wuyu?"

Luo Shuiting frowned.

this pot.

He does not recite.

actually.

He was also very curious, even if he, Luo Shuiting, had no hope, who would dare to challenge Feng Wuyu?

"Now, let's draw lots."

"Start with Su Ling, who has the largest number of people."

Duanmu Wentian was smiling.

On the high platform.

A turntable appeared.

The turntable is divided into 97 grids, but the names behind each grid cannot be seen.

"Sort challenges based on names that appear."

Duanmu asked the sky.

Turn the dial.

immediately.

The turntable started spinning.

Three seconds later.

The turntable stops.

ding~

With a crisp sound, the red pointer stopped firmly.

at the same time.

A name appeared in the grid pointed by the pointer.

Nanling Villa: Wang Xiuzheng.

Wow~

There was an uproar.

for a while.

Countless people felt that Nanling Villa was full of luck.

Wang Xiuzheng.

Even more smiling.

I thought to myself, this is God favoring him.

Even if he is only Wu Sheng Jiu Chongtian.

However, there is no fear of Valkyrie.

In the eyes of super evildoers.

realm.

Just for ordinary people.

The dial turns.

Names appeared one by one.

people behind.

They all look forward to the failure of the challenger in front of them, so that they will have a chance.

time.

One minute and one second passed.

Challengers are drawn.

On the crystal light curtain.

Behind the names of Su Ling and others, there are five challengers' names and their order.

only.

The person who challenged Feng Wuyu did not appear.

because.

The challenger is not yet qualified to challenge.

for a while.

This became the biggest suspense in everyone's mind. They all wanted to know who the challenger was?

But one thing for sure.

that person.

Is one of the eight places.

They cannot become challengers until they are challenged.

Wow~

Wow~

Center of the square.

A beam of light shot up into the sky.

Ninety-nine beams of light.

Soon, most of the square was covered.

here.

It is the place where martial arts exchange.

The magical light curtain is almost invisible.

But it does exist.

This formation.

It is the illusory formation, and the death fighting in it will not really appear death.

"Now."

"The challenge begins."

Duanmu asked the sky.

The start is announced, and the challenge officially begins.

immediately.

The square was boiling.

Although Su Ling is regarded as the most pitiful holy son and the weakest among the eight places, no matter how weak he is, he is the most dazzling arrogance of the eight sects in the Kunlun Realm.

There is no doubt about this.

It's just that he is not the strongest among the strongest Sons.

Whoosh~

Su Ling's figure flashed.

Across two hundred meters.

When it reappeared, it was already inside the light curtain.

Just this agility.

It is enough to look down on the heroes and make countless arrogance and powerhouses envious and shocked.

The Son is the Son.

Represents the benchmark of a sect genius.

Whoosh~

Nanling Villa, Wang Xiuzheng.

Glanced at the light curtain.

With a faint smile on his face, his figure flickered and entered the light curtain.

when entering the light curtain.

It gave him the feeling of entering the Heavenly Dao Spiritual Academy.

This is the opportunity God gave him.

"Nanling Villa, Wang Xiuzheng."

Wang Xiu was looking at Su Ling.

Open your mouth and say.

Chic and elegant, gentle.

"Your luck."

"It's not good."

Su Ling glanced at Wang Xiuzheng, and said calmly.

Everyone thought that Wang Xiuzheng was lucky.

He is the person who has the best chance of becoming qualified to enter the Heavenly Dao Spiritual Academy, but he doesn't know that he is the most pathetic person, the first person who missed this grand gathering of the Holy Son and the Holy Daughter.