Doomed To Be A King

The genius remembers the address of the site for one second: (Vertex Chinese), the fastest update! No ads! "It seems that this time it is really impossible!" Situ Pazuu's voice was filled with emotion, and there was a little helplessness.

The determination of Qian Wuguo is already obvious, and the general trend has been established, and it cannot be shaken by the outside world.

"God Realm is developing like this, and I don't know if it's a blessing or a curse?" Master Qin said with a worried face, "Sometimes, the faster it develops, the better it may not be."

The prosperity of the Wuzhou continent tens of thousands of years ago ended in such a final situation. The change of the Divine Realm will inevitably break the balance in a certain area and cause some upheaval.

Huang Fulang slowly stood up, looked at the people below, and said: "Today is a grand event for me to do martial arts and even the whole God Realm. The forces of reputation are invited to come. The next step is to witness the establishment of Baichuan College. Moment!"

After all, his finger pointed to a huge stele under the battle platform!

Bang!

In an instant, countless thunders rushed toward the stone monument, like a white silver snake, densely packed, and twisted to cover the entire stone monument.

Crackling!

I don't know what material the stone tablet was made of. It was extremely hard. Under such a thunder, it didn't hurt at all. The sound of electric light made everyone's mind tremble.

After half a cup of tea, the thunder and lightning gradually disappeared, but two large characters appeared on the blank stone monument-Dragon and Phoenix!

This is exactly the name of the ring.

"The unveiling of the Dragon and Phoenix Lei today is also equivalent to the starting point of Baichuan College. Half a year later, it will be Baichuan College!" Huang Fulang said quietly, opening his mouth.

He looked at the countless people in front of him, and continued, "The Academy invites all parties in the God Realm to come to teach, and everyone from all forces can come here to practice and seek the way. At present, all the forces on the stage have disciples to join Baichuan College. Moreover, in the next three months, the academy will continue to select outstanding people to enter the academy to practice."

"Being able to enter Baichuan College is undoubtedly the dragon and the phoenix among people. From today on, Longfeng Lei will be the martial arts ring of Baichuan College. Every competition will attract the attention of the people!"

Huang Fulang pointed to the front ring, "The annual Tianxin Valley Wanzong Conference will be held at Baichuan College in the future, and it will also be the student exchange conference of Baichuan College!"

His ambition was obvious, and the implication was to challenge all denominations of God Realm with Baichuan College. In the final analysis, the future Wanzong Conference will become a personal show of Baichuan College.

His self-confidence and arrogance made everyone feel excited.

The void, like a wave of water, gently swayed, and then a figure fell on the center of Longfeng Lei.

He held a brush in his hand, his robe hunted and hunted, with a smile on his face, and said to the crowd: "Draw Pavilion Yunhong, ask Shige for advice!"

This change made everyone caught off guard, and no one would think that if they were still digesting Huang Fulang, Yunhong jumped out of the challenge and directly pointed at the poetry pavilion, which was equivalent to pushing the rhythm to the beginning. Orgasm!

Lu Fuzi's face sank slightly, and apparently did not expect Yun Hong to be so anxious, but as the first game, the dragon and phoenix beat the fight will inevitably be more deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, if the poetry is defeated, then everyone's heart will The impression that the poetry pavilion is not as good as the painting pavilion.

"Master, let me go up." Ning Haoxuan's eyes flashed a sharp, bookish business spirit.

Lufuzi nodded heavily, and now this situation cannot be avoided, it can only be so.

"Poetry Pavilion, Ning Haoxuan!" Ning Haoxuan stepped on his footsteps. The ordinary figure appeared to stand upright in the ring.

Yun Hong looked at him, his face unchanged, and asked faintly, "What state are you in?"

Ning Haoxuan frowned slightly, but proudly said: "Mid-level god!"

"Among the younger generations of Shige, is the highest middle-level god?" Yun Hong shook his head with a trace of disdain. "I am the peak of the middle-level god. In order not to take advantage of you, I can proclaim myself as To the mid-level god!"

As soon as the words fell, his body's momentum was suddenly released, soaring into the sky, and then slowly calmed down, stabilized at the middle level of the median god.

Wow!

Everyone was shocked, looking at Yun Hong one by one, all with a look of admiration.

There is indeed a seal repair for this contest in the competition, but it only appears between people of different generations. If you cultivate high among peers, it can only mean that you are talented, which is also part of your strength.

Yun Hong's doing so naturally admires him.

But no matter what, the wins and losses under the same realm are also more convincing. This is an affirmation of his strength.

On the other hand, Ning Haoxuan's complexion instantly became gloomy, and he was extremely embarrassed. "Who needs your seal to repair your behavior, even if it is one step above me, I will win you too!"

"Shige has always paid attention to nourishment. You are so dispositioned. The disciples taught now are really disappointing!" Yun Hong still looked calm, with a slight smile on his lips, and said casually.

Ning Haoxuan's eyes were drooping, no longer saying much, his wrists were shaking, and he also had an extra brush in his hand~www.wuxiaspot.com~ began to write in the sky!

He used heaven and earth as paper, and under a stroke, the strokes in the void actually condensed.

kill!

Soon, a word "kill" floated in the air. As soon as the word came out, there was a violent murderous spread. The whole world seemed to turn blood red, and everyone's mind seemed to have countless corpse mountains and blood seas. Churning, awe-inspiring.

boom!

This word has a killing intention, like a giant mountain, looming toward Yunhong. Those pen strokes, like a sword and a long sword, seem to be cut with thousands of horses and swords!

Yun Hong's face was calm, and he walked the dragon and snake in his hand, like a random hook. A sword was drawn in the void. This sword became alive. It seemed to have life. It turned around Yunhong in a circle, and then toward that. Kill the words!

However, on the other side, Ning Haoxuan's hand has not stopped, he wrote extremely seriously, but the speed is very fast, without a moment, countless "kill" words condensed in the void.

Although the pronunciation of these killing characters is the same, the fonts are different, and there are many complexities.

"Fine words! What a strong killing intention!"

"I went, obviously it was just one word. I could have so many ways of writing. I have learned a lot. That is Song type, and traditional, and that is crazy grass...Oh, I can't recognize it!"

"It is worthy of being a poet, and this literary accomplishment alone is not something ordinary people can have."

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The sound of marveling one after another, countless handwriting in the air, dazzling people.

On the other side, Yun Hong turned a blind eye to these killing intents. The strokes in his hands danced wildly, and a few random strokes could depict a weapon, sword, hammer, spear, whip, shield, and halberd. A weapon exhibition.

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