Otherworldly Enshrinement System

"It's not that simple."

Ye Xuan frowned and said, "He didn't want to win as soon as he started the fight."

"Oh?"

Li Kongling frowned, and then said: "As a disciple of Zhang Zisheng, I don’t think he’s just a little bit too much, but considering the winning side, and after all, it’s the first game, he will always close a little bit. I didn't want to win, it shouldn't be possible?"

If Ye Xuan is a holy realm, that's fine, but Ye Xuan is not. Even if he has an advantage, it won't make Tai Shi Weiyang completely useless.

Ye Xuan said, "I can’t say it’s bad, it’s just a feeling. At first, the damage caused by fists and feet is not high. If you really want to fight, it may take a long time. Moreover, this guy uses the soil exercise method. Speaking of attack, defense is more important. I guess he only knows this?

But in fact, he has other skills, and, considering his cultivation level and being a disciple of Zhang Zisheng, he doesn't match the martial arts of the local exercises, I always feel that he just wants to delay time. "

Wei Tiejun said: "Others are hard to say, but I also feel that his fighting spirit is not strong."

Li Kong said: "What are you doing with so many?

Anyway, I won, and it was easy to win, there was no injury, and the aura consumption was not serious. It was a very good ending. "

Ye Xuan nodded and said, "Just watch the excitement for now."

At this time, Zhang Zisheng had already grabbed the name of the second game.

Nine Heavens Palace didn't know if it was against the Eight Characters of the Martial God Ji, their names appeared in the second scene, and it was the holy realm to fight! So far, it should be a good thing. The appearance of the holy realm means a high probability of winning the game. This can be done without naming, waiting for the opponent to name, and then exercising the power of rejection, and then selecting the weaker in the opponent team , And then sent the Holy Realm out to continue playing the second game, steadily winning 20 points.

But... the fourth name that appeared was... Lin Jude! Beast King Lin Jude! The second game, the battle of the Holy Land! Just like Ye Xuan and Tai Shi Weiyang, most people think that Ye Xuan will win, even if the cultivation level is equal, there are strengths and weaknesses.

This time, except for a few who are not so well-known, most of them were cultivated in seclusion, in order to return favors, or some people used things they were interested in in exchange, and so on.

Among those well-known and familiar holy realms, three people are recognized as the strongest. They are Xing Liren from the Daming Pavilion, competing for the sword in the sword, and Lin Juede, the beast king! It was not foreign aid that played in the Palace of Nine Heavens, but an elder in the sect. He was known as Zhuo Qing, the iron stele hand. In fact, he was quite famous, but compared with Lin Juede, it was far behind.

Zhuo Qing's face was obviously not good. He had anticipated his end, and looked at Zhang Zisheng maliciously, but did not expect Zhang Zisheng to take the lead: "There is absolutely no shady in the Martial God Festival. If you are not satisfied, you can quit."

"Your uncle."

Zhuo Qing cursed in his heart and greeted the eighteenth generation of Zhang Zisheng's ancestor, but he still walked towards the court.

Zhuo Qing also really suspected that Sifang City was deliberately engaging in himself. How could there be such a coincidence, so many people, who could not meet him, but Lin Juede.

The Tianwu Academy is happy. They are almost in the state of giving points in these two martial arts. There is only one chance of winning, and that is when Lin Juede will play in the first game. No matter in the second game, other teams named them. At that time, he exercised his right of refusal and asked Lin Jude to play another game, so that he had a chance of winning, and he won two games in a row.

But this probability is too low. Therefore, the people in Tianwu Academy before were all covered with dark clouds. I didn't expect God to really open his eyes. Lin Jude really played the first game.

On both sides, Zhuo Qing really didn’t want to fight. The possibility of him defeating Lin Jude was even lower than that of Tai Shi Weiyang’s victory over Ye Xuan. Because Zhuo Qing and Lin Jude had fought in a secret place in order to compete A weapon of God-Pro quality, the result was a miserable loss.

Of course, apart from Zhuo Qing, no outsider knows about this. Zhuo Qing is not cheap either, and publicizes his defeat everywhere.

However, even if you fail, you still have to fight, at least delay the time, so that you can pick the second game first.

At the same time, Zhang Zisheng said: "In the second game, Iron Tablet Hand Zhuo Qing vs. Beast King Lin Juede, start!"

Almost at the moment when Zhang Zisheng's words fell, Zhuo Qing pounced on Lin Jude with a fierce expression. As soon as he opened his hands, a layer of black and shiny metallic color appeared on his arms.

The next moment... boom! Zhuo Lin slapped it on the ground without breaking the ground.

When Ye Xuan and Tai Shi Weiyang left the destroyed part of the arena, a monk from the five elements and one soil came forward and repaired it.

But with just one blow, the arena became a mess.

With just a palm, half of the arena collapsed, and countless boulders were topped into the air, and Lin Jude was also lifted out.

At this level, Ye Xuan and Tai Shi Weiyang can also do it, but it's not a life-and-death battle, and neither of them attacked cruelly.

Even so, Zhuo Lin's attack still showed the horror of the Holy Realm, even if it was a random attack, it was of a world-shattering level.

On the other side, Lin Jude flew up on the huge boulder, Zhuo Lin chased him, leaped into the air, and stepped on the gravel flying in the air, and came towards Lin Jude.

Lin Jude sneered and stretched out his hand forward.

"Eudemons!"

Lin Jude shouted in a low voice: "Dragon!"

There was a sudden roar around, and the entire arena trembled violently. Then, the sky behind Lin Jude suddenly cracked a huge black gap, like a giant beast opening his mouth.

Roar! A violent roar sounded, and huge heads came out of the black crack.

On the audience stage, many people exclaimed, and even shrank their bodies in fear.

Dragon, that's one dragon after another! Among the pitch-black cracks, dragons came out continuously.

Ye Xuan was silly when he raised his head. Although Ye Xuan had been to Dry Flow and Smiting Heaven, he had a lot of opinions on Dragon’s play. However, a large group of dragons was instigated by a monk, which felt incredible. .

Ye Xuan instigated the Lower Throat Festival and looked at Li Kongling and Wei Tiejun and said, "This is not a real dragon, right?"

Li Kongling nodded and said: "It is indeed not. Lin Juede's masterpiece is the phantom beast, not the illusion of illusion, but the illusion of illusion. No way to know, but many people say that this is an ancient secret technique."

When everyone was astonished, the dragons in the sky had already whizzed past, swooping down fiercely.

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