Chapter 1810 A Sharp Trump Card!
Lu Qianqian lost.
Because, the speed of landing is faster than Lingli.
According to the regulations of the main competition, when it is impossible to determine whether a player has the ability to fight, it can only be determined that whoever leaves first will lose the battle.
In fact, based on the situation at the time, everyone could see that the fierce defeat, and even the abuse was immature, but the rules are rules after all.
The audience exploded.
Obviously you can win, why admit defeat?
The operation of this Eternal Sect disciple is completely incomprehensible!
Or.
Want to leave it to other disciples?
Row.
It's not enough for a person to abuse, and he wants to continue to abuse with another classmate.
But this is the main competition of the galaxy, let's not talk about the hope of advancing into the loser's group, isn't it delicious to take a top ten seeded player?
"look!"
"They all vomited blood from their suzerain!"
"It's just child's play!"
Everyone didn't understand Lu Qianqian's intentional admission of defeat, and even thought it was completely unnecessary.
"Sect Master Jun..."
Gu Tianxing turned his head and said, "Isn't it too ridiculous?"
"..."
You often smile without saying a word.
At this moment, he is being treated by Sun Bukong, and he is inserting a needle for blood transfusion.
The dog left can see it, participating in the galaxy competition, the disciples did not come to win the championship, but to play themselves!
certainly.
Jun Changxiao understood the intentions of Su Xiaomo and Lu Qianqian, and couldn't accept Li Shangtian being madly abused, so he planned to let his classmates abuse them one by one, but... Hey, forget it, just play if you want.
Loser and loser group.
With the strength of Lu Qianqian and others,
Certainly no suspense to advance.
If he can torture that guy's skeptical life into a psychological shadow, it can be regarded as revenge for his disciples.
In fact, the reason why Jun Changxiao is afraid of being played is because there are epic tasks, after all, at least two disciples are required to obtain tickets for the holy war. If the requirements are exceeded, more rewards will be given.
The disciples all act.
There are only a few who made the final promotion.
...
"But... damn..."
Ling Li collapsed outside the platform with pain and anger in his eyes.
Su Xiaomo was deliberately kicked away just now, but he didn't see it, but this time Lu Qianqian deliberately admitted defeat, he could see it naturally.
three characters.
Not reconciled.
"You are the adopted son that your father values most. You must win the championship when you participate in the galaxy competition this time." The adopted father's words sounded in his ears.
I can't lose.
I want to win the championship for my foster father!
"Can we still fight?" The referee came to ask about the situation.
"call!"
Strictly pressing the pain on his face, he tried to stand up and said, "Yes!"
Although he was seriously injured, he was on a mission, and he had to fight even if he died in Bidoutai.
This wolf is very tenacious.
But when he got up, a group of lions looked over.
Ye Xingchen said secretly, "If you meet me, I will make you lose your ability to speak."
Senior Sister deliberately jumped off the stage, which made him very excited, because there was another chance to abuse that guy!
Tell the truth.
Lu Qianqian was already very violent.
But in Ye Di's eyes, it's not strong enough. Only when he abuses himself can he make the world understand how happy it is to die!
...
The game continues.
The disciples of the Wangu Sect went to battle one after another and successfully won the game.
For now, except for encountering a few top-level geniuses, other battles are completely unnecessary.
Draw for the next round.
Ye Xingchen walked down with the token.
He stared at Leng Li, until he was sure that he didn't get it, and then said angrily: "Let him live a little longer!"
"Brother."
He Wudi came and said, "I got him."
Ye Xingchen hurriedly turned his head and saw that the number two drawn by this guy just matched the number one sharp, he couldn't control his emotions and shouted: "Fuck!"
...
than the bucket table.
With the call of the referee.
He Wudi, who holds the No. 2 card, took the stage first.
"tread."
Ling Li also came up.
Because he was abused so badly by Lu Qianqian, he was swaying on the platform, and his hands were hanging down.
"Are you sure you can still fight?" the referee asked again.
"Sure!"
The sharp voice was hoarse.
He Wudi said nothing, looked up at the blood transfusion sect master, and suddenly had a clear understanding in his heart.
At this time, if Gouzhu knew what he was thinking, he would definitely growl: "I didn't give any wink, you are so stupid!"
...
"Have you met a disciple of the Wangu Sect again?"
"This guy is going to be miserable."
"In this state, even the most ordinary contestants can beat it."
The crowd whispered.
Everyone doesn't think that Ling Li still has the fighting ability.
not to mention.
This invincible does not seem to be simple.
"Haha..." Hearing everyone talking about him, he lowered his head and lowered his hands sharply, with a strange smile coming out of his mouth.
"Um?"
He Wudi frowned.
"Do you think I've lost the strength to fight, do you think I'm here to torture you?" Ling Li suddenly raised his head, revealing an extremely hideous face.
"..."
He Wudi was silent for a while, then said honestly, "Yes."
"Hahaha!"
Ling Li covered his face and laughed, tears of laughter came out, laughing and laughing, thinking back to childhood, back to the past of fighting for survival.
It is destined to need the animation team to fill the memory plot, so as the original work, there is not much narration. All in all, according to the convention, no matter the good or the bad, as long as the memory is killed, the combat power will definitely skyrocket.
"Hoohoo!"
Sure enough, swaying from left to right, Ling Li's body gradually filled with a blood-like breath, and the tattoo on his chest also shone with light.
His eyes were as red as blood, his hair was as red as blood, and his fingernails became slender and sharp, as if he had really changed from a man to a wolf.
"This is……"
Gu Tianxing was surprised: "The blood of the Demon Emperor?"
Jun Changxiao tore off the blood vessel and his expression became serious.
The guy seemed to go crazy suddenly, very similar to his own bloodline.
"Do not misunderstand."
The system immediately explained: "Gouzu once fused the blood of the demon before, please don't make up your mind that the demon emperor has a blood relationship with him."
"uncle."
Jun Chang smiled and said, "How can a righteous son have the blood of the Demon Emperor?"
"Anyone who survived the slaughter and who is adopted as a son will be given the bloodline of the Demon Emperor," Gu Tianxing explained.
"I see."
Jun Changxiao held his chin and said, "So, he has played his trump card?"
"good."
Gu Tianxing said in an unusually solemn tone: "Although this son only inherited a trace of the Demon Emperor's bloodline, once he awakens, the increase in strength is extremely terrifying. I am afraid that your disciple is..."
"call!"
"call!"
At this moment, Ling Li's whole body seemed to be injected with chicken blood. Not only did he not shake, but he also straightened his waist. His hair, eyes, eyebrows, and skin were all blood-colored, which looked very scary.
"remember."
"I am fierce."
"The Demon Emperor Yoshiko!"
At that moment, the full-state resurrection was even more arrogant than before, and the powerful aura that permeated it even made many top geniuses tremble with fear.
"Finished?"
He Wudi said indifferently.
"咻" suddenly, turned into a red light and rushed over, shouting angrily: "Give me your eyes to watch, who is abusing whom in this fight!"
"Hoohoo!"
"Hoohoo!"
In an instant, Bidoutai rolled up a bloodthirsty wind.
He Wudi stood on the spot, his hair fluttering, and then... one turned sideways, clenched his right hand into a fist, and suddenly smashed at the rushing fierce.
"Boom—"
"Kakkaka!"
"Kakakakakaka!"
After being blessed by multiple arrays, the battle platform collapsed instantly, and the surrounding ground spread out like a spider web, and even extended to the viewing platform, which made the audience almost fly.