Super Cultivation Abandoned Young Master

After Mingya rushed into the crowd, she placed a bet for her brother, which immediately caused a burst of surprised sounds.

"Sister, you've been deceived, right? Who is this person you bet on?"

"What the hell, that's my brother!" Mingya said with all her strength.

"Be a good boy, even if you are my brother, you can't waste money like this!"

"It's okay, it's cheap, I'll wait, hahaha!"

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Compared with other popular candidates, Mingcheng is indeed too unknown, so many people feel that Mingya has been deceived.

But it doesn't matter, Mingya has made enough bets, who wouldn't want to make money?

After King Luo Sui explained the rules clearly and assigned the order of the competition, this Hongwu court meeting will officially begin!

There were a total of 169 people participating in the competition, which was not a large number.

The main reason is that the threshold of entering the supreme realm within 100,000 years is enough to block most people!

Within the territory of the Hongwu Dynasty, beings who could reach the supreme realm at the age of 100,000 were already rare geniuses.

The competition officially begins.

Mingya also returned to Su Bai, looking like a little money fan.

"Hehe, brother can definitely win. Now I will make a lot of money!" Mingya said with a smile.

Su Bai smiled, "This girl!"

"Don't be too happy too soon, it's not that simple." Su Bai said.

Mingya asked doubtfully: "Does uncle think there is anyone else in this group of people who can be my brother's opponent?"

"If you fight according to the rules, no, but if someone doesn't follow the rules, I'm afraid it will be difficult!" Su Bai said meaningfully.

Mingya looked confused, "With so many people watching here, you can't break the rules, right?"

Su Bai smiled and said nothing.

The competition begins.

The general rhythm was as expected by Su Bai. Those whose cultivation levels were below the late supreme stage were quickly wiped out in large areas.

The Supreme Peak and Late Supreme players, including Mingcheng, continued to win and their rankings rose one after another.

In addition to those popular candidates, Mingcheng finally gained the attention of many people because of his continuous wins.

Those who had previously questioned Mingya's deception were also dumbfounded and looked at Mingya with surprised eyes.

Mingya giggled, "Now you know my vision, hahaha, that's my brother! My brother is here to take my sister-in-law back to me today!"

On the royal pagoda.

King Luosuo is also paying attention to Mingcheng.

He nodded frequently, "He is really a good seedling. He is very talented and has a good foundation. I am afraid he will be able to easily enter the realm of the Saint in the future!"

Hearing this, Ninth Princess Lingwei suddenly showed joy, "Is the emperor also optimistic about him? He can definitely win!"

King Luo Suan sighed, "It's useless for me to be optimistic. Although his talent and cultivation are very good, but he has no identity and background, how can the emperor choose him?"

Lingwei said unconvinced: "But my father has already promised me that this Hongwu Dynasty meeting will decide my consort. As long as he can win, my father has nothing to say!"

King Luo Sui sighed, "Having said that, I'm afraid it won't be easy for him to win."

As he spoke, King Luo Sui glanced at the Prince of Huaiyang, Qi Ao, who was not far away.

"The King of Huaiyang has been making some moves in recent years. His power is growing day by day, and you may become a victim."

Lingwei frowned and didn't even want to look at Qi Ao, because he knew very well what kind of person Qi Ao was.

She said: "Father, do you want to trade with me?"

King Luo Sui did not explain this point, but simply said: "Prince Qi Ao, Prince of Huaiyang, is inferior to the person you selected in terms of talent and foundation."

"But his status and background are much higher. He is the only son of the King of Huaiyang. He has been trained with all his efforts, and his combat prowess is probably very good."

Lingwei was a little worried, but still chose to believe Mingcheng.

"I believe he will win."

The competition was carried out enthusiastically, and the occasion was unprecedentedly powerful. In addition to the people watching the ceremony publicly, there were also several saints watching the battle secretly.

Su Bai didn't say anything and didn't care much about the situation on the field. He was just waiting for an opponent who could really show his full strength to Mingcheng.

That way, he could judge whether Mingcheng was the son of the so-called witch god.

If he is really the son of the witch god and has the destiny of being the son of the witch god, then in the same situation, no matter what the situation, he should not have any opponent.

The competition lasted for several days.

Only the last four people were left on the field.

Mingcheng, Qi Ao, and the other two are at the peak of the Supreme and the late stage of the Supreme.

Su Bai originally thought that Mingcheng and Qi Ao would meet in the last match, but in the competition to determine the final two, he matched with the latter.

Mingcheng to Qi Ao!

One is a dark horse who performed extremely well in the Hongwu Dynasty, and the other is Qi Ao, the son of an aristocratic family who is almost ranked number one in the Hongwu Dynasty. Who wins and who loses?

Those who are optimistic about Mingcheng are very few.

It wasn't until here that Su Bai started to show some interest.

"Could he be the son of the Witch God I'm looking for?" Su Bai said to himself as he played with the copper coins in his hand.

At this moment, Mingya didn't even bother to look at the copper coins in Su Bai's hand, but kept cheering for Mingcheng.

On the compass of creation.

Qi Aofeng stood with one hand, playing with the pet on his shoulder with one hand, with a relaxed smile on his face, and looked at Mingcheng with contempt.

"I thought you wouldn't make it to this round, but your performance didn't disappoint me." Qi Ao smiled gently.

Mingcheng's eyes were cold and he didn't want to have too many words with Qi Ao.

Qi Ao suddenly sent a voice message: "I didn't plan to attend this Hongwu court meeting, but I heard some gossip that the Ninth Princess seems to have secretly married someone."

"Before, I saw her look into your eyes. The person who secretly married her was you, right? Have you ever had physical contact with her?"

"You should know that what this prince likes most is married women, hahahaha!"

Mingcheng, who was originally calm, heard this and couldn't suppress his anger.

Qi Ao continued: "This prince has sung about the taste of all kinds of married women, but I don't know what the taste of the Ninth Princess is like? Can you share it with this prince first?"

"You, damn it!" Mingcheng couldn't suppress the anger in his heart at all, and his cultivation completely broke out at this moment.

The peak of the Supreme, but the aura is not at the peak of the Supreme, and it is not much different from the Great Perfection of the Supreme.

Such an aura burst out in surprise, and immediately caused an uproar.

Qi Ao was also slightly moved, but soon he laughed, "Is this anger? This is interesting!"

"Go to hell!"

Ming Cheng had already punched over, the fist was fierce, and the purple divine power on the fist continued to gather.