Chapter 935: May have objections
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Soul Emperor Martial God
- Little Eight
- 1319 characters
- 2021-01-30 08:24:44
After ten referees announced loudly the "winner, Xiao Yi".
Xiao Yi turned around again and left.
The elder Wang's eyes behind him were still extremely cold, "Boy, stop for me..."
On the spectator stand, the Wang family Patriarch screamed, "Wang Shan, bring Xinghe back first."
Upon hearing this, the elder Wang family angrily withdrew his gaze and left with Wang Xinghe in his arms.
Xiao Yi ignored it and left for himself.
Behind him, countless figures gathered on him.
That was the eyes of all the warriors who were watching the game.
Xiao Yi today is destined to become the focus of the audience.
Not only that extraordinary combat power, but also not only the sacred artifacts taken out before.
There is also the one-punch defeat of Wang Xinghe mentioned by the head of the Wang family.
Xiao Yi naturally noticed these gazes, but also ignored them, just walked back to the spectator stand indifferently.
He naturally knew the reason why everyone was watching him.
First of all, it is the sacred vessel, which is the holy pot of wind.
When Wang Xinghe used the sub-sacred instrument before, he actually didn't have to sacrifice the wind holy pot.
However, he will need to burn more energy.
If he burns more vitality, his veins will loom, and he will suffer a little backlash.
The most important thing is that he is an extreme martial artist, if he is a strong man in the late celestial stage under the sub-sacred weapon increase.
Such things may cause unnecessary suspicion and trouble.
Another point, he also wanted to see the attitude of the warriors present to the low-grade holy artifacts.
And now, he knew.
The wind holy pot, but the inferior holy artifact, still makes people rush to, and even the look changes greatly.
So, the middle-grade holy artifact Leng Yan sword, it is better to be cautious when taking it out in the future.
As for the fact that he defeated Wang Xinghe with a punch, it actually relied on physical strength.
After the retreat in the Fengshadian retreat room, his Asura body has been cultivated to the celestial triple level.
Originally, when he was at the extreme earth level, the power of Shura in his body had always been 100 drops, and it had never increased, but it had been becoming more concentrated and powerful.
But when his Shura battle body broke through the celestial realm level, these things changed.
The strength of Shura in the body began to increase.
For each weight increase, the power of Shura increases by 100 drops.
Now he has 300 drops of Shura's power exuding a destructive aura in his body, which is terrifying.
When he was fighting Wang Xinghe just now, he used the long-lost Shura Transformation in an instant, and his physical strength soared to the sixth celestial pole.
After that, all 300 drops of Shura's power were mobilized.
Only then did he have the record of defeating Wang Xinghe.
To put it more simply, at this moment, he does not use the Leng Yan Sword to increase the amplitude and burn a large amount of energy in his body.
The combat power conferred by physical power has surpassed the combat power conferred by martial arts cultivation.
Of course, he will not fall behind in martial arts cultivation.
Before he leaves Xinghuancheng, he will definitely choose which complete martial art to break through.
Only by truly breaking through the celestial realm can he be more confident to break into the middle domain.
Closer to home.
Xiao Yi has returned to the spectator stand.
Everyone was full of joy.
"Deacon Xiao Yi, you must be the number one on the day of this change of stars." Li Fengxing said with a smile.
Xiao Yi nodded and smiled lightly.
The battle between Xiao Yi and Wang Xinghe has come to an end.
But the competition on the day of the star swap is not over yet.
Li Fengxing and others also began to gradually take the stage, gaining places and points.
When everyone was on the field, Xiao Yi sat lightly in the spectator stand, watching the battle while thinking.
What he was thinking about was naturally which martial art to break through first.
Just at this time, the eldest prince walked up to him hesitantly.
"Pervert, oh no, Xiao Yi, you..." The prince looked hesitant.
Xiao Yi smiled faintly and said, "You want to ask about the holy artifact I sacrificed just now."
"Yeah." The prince nodded, and said, "The holy artifact you sacrificed just now, but the holy pot of wind from my Feng Sage Empire long lost?"
The eldest prince hesitated for a moment, but he asked in one breath.
"Yes." Xiao Yi nodded and said, "But want to take it back?"
"No, you misunderstood." The prince shook his head.
The eldest prince chuckled, "Just ask. After all, this is the heritage of my Fengsheng Empire. I have lost countless years. I can see the sky again today. I want to know."
"You don't want to take it back?" Xiao Yi asked softly.
The prince shook his head, "It's not that I'm hypocritical, but this thing has been lost for countless years after all, and it has become a thing of no owner."
"If you have fate, it is your chance."
"Of course, the most important thing is..." The eldest prince chuckled and said, "If I have such a treasure, I am afraid that I will be snatched as soon as the star is changed."
Xiao Yi chuckled and said nothing.
The eldest prince saluted him suddenly.
"What are you doing?" Xiao Yi frowned slightly.
The eldest prince chuckled, "Naturally thank you for your life-saving grace, and also for helping me break through the celestial realm."
"No need." Xiao Yi smiled faintly and shook his head.
The battle on the stage is still going on.
By the way, the competition platform was destroyed by Xiao Yi's battle with Wang Xinghe.
But the martial artist present, which one is not powerful.
In the city lord's mansion, a warrior who practiced the martial art of the earth attribute easily rebuilt a solid competition platform.
Time passed in the confrontation of each Tianjiao.
An hour later, almost all Tianjiao have competed.
The approximate quota has also been set.
The competition on the day of the star change will not be long before it will be completely over.
At this time, Xiao Yi glanced at the direction of the Wang Family's spectator stand. There, Wang Xinghe, who had been seriously injured, had sat in the spectator stand intact.
"Huh?" Xiao Yi frowned.
Wang Xinghe noticed Xiao Yi's gaze and sneered.
A hideous color flashed across Wang Xinghe's face.
Xiao Yi shook his head and ignored it.
His punch, the injury to Wang Xinghe, was by no means worse than the injury suffered by the eldest prince.
However, the Wang family has many Nine-Rank Alchemists, plus two Promise Saint Realm powerhouses.
With the help of a martial artist at the level of cultivation of the Promise Sacred Realm, supplemented by the means of the Nine-Rank Alchemist, it was normal to cure Wang Xinghe in a short time.
Of course, it should be impossible to recover.
Although Wang Xinghe has awakened, his combat power is definitely not at its peak.
In other words, he can still compete and show his strength, at least not losing the spot after losing to Xiao Yi before.
However, the Wang family rescued Wang Xinghe in such a short period of time.
Ten minutes later.
The battle on the stage of the competition stopped completely.
All Tianjiao competitions have also come to an end.
Ten referees got up and announced their quotas, and 29 places were completely set.
Li Fengxing, Sect Master of Kuanglan, Great Prince, Lu Qingran, Young Master Mo, Wang Xinghe, and others are among them.
The quota has been determined, and then the ranking is determined based on the points.
The first place is naturally Xiao Yi.
The second place was actually Lu Qingran.
The third place is the son of the Mo family.
And Wang Xinghe also achieved fourth place.
Fifth place...sixth place...
"Can anyone have objections to the ranking?" the ten referees asked loudly.
No one spoke.
The points for these rankings are obtained by their own strength.
In other words, the ranking of these points is almost non-controversial.
Suddenly, a clear voice sounded.
"Yes, I have objections to the first place." It was Lu Qingran who spoke.
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Third more.