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Chapter 486
In addition to the White Tiger Empire's Tianjiao who expressed strong dissatisfaction and regret for not meeting Luo Fanchen in advance, the four priests also shook their heads repeatedly.
"Huang'er could have killed this kid earlier if he had met him earlier."
The four priests rubbed their eyebrows, dissatisfied with the result of the draw:
"The night is long and dreams are many. I always feel that this kid is not right. I have to deal with him quickly."
As for the Holy Son Huang Yan, he closed his eyes and rested. He didn't even raise his eyelids when he heard the master's words: "Dad, you are a priest, but your vision is too small."
"Don't let me remind you again next time."
"Relax!"
"Does it matter who the opponent is? I am invincible, they can do whatever they want."
The four priests rubbed their eyebrows in melancholy.
You say he is crazy, right?
He has never lost, and he doesn't even have a chance to knock him with his father's attitude.
My son is too invincible, so painful, alas...
"Boom boom boom!"
Accompanied by the grand opening ceremony, the Soul Saint-level emcee loudly read out the names of the first round, the first contestant, and the battle soon began.
"Master No. 1, look!!"
The tattooed social youth shouted excitedly and innocently: "It's the Dark Temple contestant who has appeared. That guy seems to be the most mysterious and special one among the ten contestants."
At this time, it was not only Luo Fanchen,
The audience and contestants all looked at the magnificent arena in the sky with full concentration, their eyes full of curiosity. You know, this is the Dark Temple that will win the championship if it participates for decades.
The other nine contestants of the Dark Temple looked normal except that they were a little dull and cold, except for this one who was wearing a black robe and a mask with black and white patterns.
Not to mention showing his face, not even a hair was exposed.
This person was filled with black smoke all over his body. He stepped onto the arena silently in the black smoke, and his movements were like ghosts.
The opponent was from the Xuanwu Empire, a hunchbacked fat boy with a slicked-back hair, a direct descendant of the royal family.
As the opening gong resounded throughout the venue,
The water behind the hunchbacked fat boy rippled, and a big turtle, no, a giant dark water Xuanwu emerged from the water, with five soul rings showing the cultivation of a soul king.
"Boom boom boom!"
A full eighteen water shields tightly covered the slicked-back fat boy.
Still feeling uneasy, he possessed his martial soul, activated his soul skills, released a dark blue transparent big turtle shell, and went straight in and hid inside.
"???"
The hundreds of thousands of spectators in the venue, including Luo Fanchen, all opened their mouths slightly and twitched.
"This..."
"Brother, don't you have any dignity?"
"You are a genius after all, and you hide in a turtle shell as soon as you come up?"
"Fuck, too cowardly!!"
"So many layers of defense shields, it's outrageous, it can't be broken, it can't be broken at all!"
Faced with countless noisy voices outside the field, the hunchbacked little fat man who hid in the dark blue transparent turtle shell was unmoved.
The masked black robe contestant looked difficult to deal with.
Only idiots go out to get beaten!
He was afraid of pain, and he was forced to participate in the competition by his father.
"Are you ready?"
A hoarse and dry voice came from the black and white reincarnation mask, and it was impossible to tell whether it was a man or a woman.
"Come on, if you are a man, come and cut me!"
Because the hunchbacked little fat man was afraid of pain, all his soul skills were added with defense.
Even with counter-injury.
What he was afraid of was that the other party would remain indifferent and wait for him to run out of soul power, then he would be at his wit's end.
The descendant of the Dark Temple had no intention of releasing his soul power.
In front of everyone, he made an incredible move.
He actually bowed his body wrapped in a wide black robe and saluted the little fat man.
"???"
"No, what does he mean?"
The little fat man was so confused that he couldn't do it. Could it be that he was conquered by my brother's temperament of the Emperor of Gou?
The audience was also confused. Luo Fanchen's mouth twitched, and he heard the tattooed young man next to him sighing: "Look, this descendant of the Dark Temple is polite!"
"Bow first before hitting someone."
The descendant of the Dark Temple couldn't bow anymore.
The hunchbacked little fat man was timid at first, but at this moment he couldn't help but smile.
Was he really conquered by my brother's solid defense?
To see the Emperor of Gou?
Suddenly, the hunchbacked little fat man's smile froze, and then his soul power was disordered, as if he was going crazy, his face turned liver color, and his throat was shaking.
"Puff--"
A mouthful of blood spurted out, and he fell directly into the turtle shell and twitched.
The eighteen shields of defense were originally intact, but now ripples appeared, and finally shattered like a mirror, turning into a water-blue light mist, scattering and releasing to the surroundings.
Looking at the hunchbacked fat boy with white eyes in the turtle shell, kicking his legs and twitching.
Everyone was stunned?
What's going on!
I didn't see the Dark Temple's heir take action. Is it an accident or a coincidence?The emperors and clan leaders in the sky were also alarmed.
All their eyes were cast on the figure in black robes and black and white reincarnation masks.
"Is it over?"
The referee came to his senses when he heard a hoarse and dry voice.
He quickly announced the victory of the game, and the medical team rushed over to treat Xiao Pang.
The inexplicable game caused a lot of discussion among the audience.
"No shot, that guy definitely didn't shoot, and all the shields were intact."
Luo Fanchen murmured secretly, wondering in his heart: "Even if we are lucky, we may not be able to encounter such a cheap thing on the court?"
"Fuck, it's amazing, I bowed and the opponent knelt?"
The tattooed social youth was dumbfounded, and then worriedly said: "Master Zhuangyuan, you have to be careful when you meet this guy. If you really can't do it, you have to surrender to save your life."
Luo Fanchen rolled his eyes and wanted to make a few dirty words to pretend to be cool.
However, the opponent's means are unknown, and those who are not sure should not pretend, for fear of being slapped in the face.
The battle triggered heated discussions, and the subsequent matches were carried out one after another.
A little loli half a person's height appeared on the ring, but this little girl was not cute at all. She had a purple cockscomb head, shaved on both sides, wearing a black vest, white long princess stockings on the lower body, and red boots.
"Fuck?" The tattooed young man opened his mouth wide, "Why does this girl look more social than me."
Luo Fanchen covered his eyes that were irritated, "What is this outfit?"
Why does the hairstyle feel a little familiar.
The battle started soon,
The little loli of Shamatte exuded a fierce aura all over her body, and took out an Eight Desolate Destruction Halberd that was extremely inconsistent with her body shape, which was taller than her two.
The six-ring soul ring shocked the audience.
"Fuck?"
"So fierce?"
"Whose daughter is this, so brave."
The Shamatte Lolita held the Eight Desolations Destruction Halberd in one hand, leaped into the air, swept down the army, and smashed Niu Gaowan, a top ten player of the Canglong Empire, who was fighting with her, with one halberd.
The soul light was broken, and she fell to the ground with a bang with sad tears.
He was the leader of the younger generation of Kuiniu Sect, but was defeated by a little girl in seconds?
Luo Fanchen felt inferior when he saw it.
He was sixteen years old and practiced for several months to become a Soul Sect. The other party was already a Soul Emperor? ?
However, when Luo Fanchen heard someone who knew the inside story from a distance, he suddenly realized it.
Xuanwu Empire, the world's number one halberd, the number one prodigy of the Eight Desolations Sect.
Zhan Yingying, the six-ring Soul Emperor, was twenty years old.
The social youth shook Luo Fanchen's arm: "Legal loli, bro!"
"I'll see the punishment."
Luo Fanchen pointed at the purple-haired man: "You two are a perfect match."
You don't need to throw flowers at a wedding, just throw some cement and perform a phoenix dance in the sky.
My youth is back.
"Please invite the seventh group, Luo Fanchen of the Blue Dragon Empire, and Xiao Fengxian of the Divine Phoenix Empire to the stage!"