Batian Martial Soul

Chapter 834 The Last Battle

For a spineless guy like Qin Bixue, Ling Xiao has never had a good face.

In fact, with Qin Bixue's aptitude, he will not lose to Shengzi at all. If he loses today, he will have a chance to surpass him in the future, but this guy is completely willing to be a dog for Shengzi, which is really despised. .

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After Ling Xiao defeated Qin Bixue, the audience had lost interest in other matches, and the only thing they wanted to watch was the duel between Ling Xiao and Shengzi Ji Mingkong.

So much so that the No.18 round was still going on, and many people became restless.

Until the last round began, the audience was still anxious.

But the referee team seemed to be deliberately against the audience, and insisted on relegating the duel between Ling Xiao and Ji Mingkong to the last match.

Now except for the first and second, all other rankings are clear.

Qin Bixue third;

Bai Qianjiao is fourth;
Mo Wushang fifth;
Long Chen is sixth!

Together with Ji Mingkong and Ling Xiao, you are the new sixth son of Shengchao.

And Lan Yu'er was lucky enough to get a ninth place. Although it was not easy, she entered the top ten after all, which made the people of Yuehuazong very excited.

Jin Guang Tianzun couldn't even help crying.

"Ling Xiao should be second, but this year's Martial Dao Festival, our Yuehua Sect can be regarded as a big show, Ling Xiao is second, Lan Yu'er is ninth, Dai Yuling is 24, Leng Hao is 52, the top [-] , it takes up four spots."

Tianyan Tianzun also said with emotion.

"Yeah, it would be great if Ling Xiao could defeat Ji Mingkong."

Guanghan Tianzun is still a little ambitious.

"I'm afraid it's a bit difficult. You have all seen Ji Mingkong's battle before. She is so powerful that she completely surpasses everyone else. It is simply an extravagant hope to win against him."

Tianyan Tianzun shook his head and smiled wryly.

"Although I have great confidence in Ling Xiao, it is indeed too difficult to win against Ji Mingkong." Jin Guang Tianzun also felt the same way.

No matter how worried they were, there was only the last match left in the final of the Budo Festival.

On one side is Ling Xiao, and on the other is Ji Mingkong.

Ling Xiao, the biggest dark horse in this year's martial arts festival, has passed all the way, and still maintains a winning streak so far. His record is exactly the same as Ji Mingkong's, the points are exactly the same, and his luck is exactly the same.

His strength seemed to be forever invisible, as if there was always something hidden.

Every battle will give people a surprise, an accident.

Just when you think he can't, he's surprisingly terrific.

Even Qin Bixue, who was in the realm of the first line of heaven, was killed by Ling Xiao, which was really unexpected.

As for the holy son Ji Mingkong, there is no need to introduce too much at all. He was the first in the last Martial Dao Festival, and the head of the six sons of the Holy Dynasty.

No matter who you face, you will win easily.

Her cultivation has even reached the early stage of Liangyitian, making everyone look at this high-ranking woman with admiration.

"Before this match starts, shouldn't His Royal Highness tell us about our bet?"

Ling Xiao wasn't in a hurry to get on stage, anyway, the tournament stage was still under intense maintenance, so even if he wanted to, he couldn't get there right now.

"A bet? What bet?"

The audience is a little confused.

Ling Xiao is just a disciple of Yuehuazong, but the Holy Son is the one who will inherit the throne of the Holy Emperor. What kind of bet will there be between the two of them?
Few people know about this, after all, this bet was only made between Ling Xiao and Shengzi.

In Yuehuazong back then, not many people knew about it.

Ling Xiao has to let more people know, otherwise, if Ji Mingkong refuses to accept the loss, then he really can't say anything.

"I didn't expect you to dare to admit that bet. I thought you were too scared to bring it up."

Ji Mingkong sneered, then stood up from his seat, and said loudly: "The bet between me and Ling Xiao is very simple. If he loses, he will be interrogated by the Holy Emperor in public and pay for the massacre of the disciples of the Sword King Sect." price, and become my slave for life!"

Ling Xiao went on to say: "If the Holy Son loses, the Holy Dynasty will no longer have to deal with the matter of asking the sword king, and the Holy Son will be a slave and a maidservant in front of me! Although I don't like such a maidservant very much, but there is one more Not bad either."

what!
When the content of the bet was revealed, everyone was shocked. This is too bold.

Leaving aside who wins and who loses, Ling Xiao dared to make such a bet with the Holy Son, it simply didn't take the Holy Dynasty royal family and the Heavenly King Sect seriously.

On the audience stage, countless disciples of the Heavenly King Sect looked angrily at the young man in green robe near the competition stage.

For Ling Xiao, they were still very strange at first.

But now that the Martial Dao Festival is going on, they will not be unfamiliar with it.

Who would dare to underestimate the biggest dark horse in the finals of this year's Budo Festival?

Of course, at the beginning of the competition, most people mentioned this name with a bit of disdain and ridicule.

A mere disciple of the Yuehua Sect, a disciple of the lowest rank among the twelve sects, what abilities can he have?How dare they provoke Dao Wuming, the core disciple of their sect.

Now, instead of contempt and ridicule, they became angry and intensely jealous.

Who is the Son?

After being declared her daughter by the middle, she is not only an unattainable holy son, but also a goddess in the minds of countless disciples of the Twelve Schools!

On weekdays, most of the disciples of the Heavenly King Sect have no chance to contact the Son, not only because of the Son's arrogant and indifferent character.

It is also because of the most noble background on Tianlong Continent.

But it's the woman who is very difficult for them to contact, and now she has made a bet with Ling Xiao, and if she loses, she will become Ling Xiao's maid.

Just thinking about it makes people jealous.

Although this kind of jealousy is a bit weird and deformed.

It is precisely because of these that almost all the disciples of the Tianwangmen have a very bad impression of Ling Xiao.

Talking about this person is full of sarcasm and criticism, it seems that they won't give up unless Ling Xiao says it's worthless.

I really don't know if Ling Xiao robbed their wives or slept with their daughter.

Facing the disdain and anger gathered by the disciples of the Heavenly King Sect, Ling Xiao always had a calm and calm smile on his face.

Seeing this scene, the disciples of the other sects secretly gave Ling Xiao a thumbs up.

This Ling Xiao not only passed all the way to the end of the finals of the Budo Festival, but also satisfied their blasphemy against the Holy Son deep in their hearts.

"Hey, he's a role model for my generation. He even dares to tease the Holy Son. It's amazing, it's amazing!"

Especially some disciples in the sect, they don't know what they think of from the bet, and they laugh very strangely.

Ji Mingkong looked at Ling Xiao not far away.

Absolutely hate this guy.

"The bet has been announced to the world, and the competition arena has basically been repaired. Can we start our battle next?"

Ji Mingkong said to Ling Xiao.

(End of this chapter)