Drinking milk tea makes you stronger. I really don't want to be the emperor of the human race.

Like the audience, everyone in the live broadcast room was stunned after seeing Su Lin's last move.

After seeing the sky split by the giant sword, some people even thought that the live broadcast room deliberately inserted movie clips for the program effect.

But now the live broadcast has lost the screen, and everyone finally knows that everything that just happened is true.

"What was Su Lin's move just now!? It's too strong!"

"Even if it's an S-level martial art, it's not so amazing. Su Lin just looked like a god!"

"Ahhh! Where is the game screen! Did Su Lin win or not!"

Millions of viewers in the live broadcast room, not one person left, all stayed in the live broadcast room waiting for the live broadcast screen to be restored.

Everyone was even chatting on a black screen, discussing how shocking Su Lin's move just now was, and the number of barrages exceeded 10,000 per minute.

And everyone in the audience stood up, they could no longer sit there calmly.

This shocking game has finally come to an end.

Only one person was still standing in the dark place below. Although the scene was still emitting green smoke, people could not tell his appearance, but from the appearance of the figure holding a cup in one hand.

That person was most likely Su Lin.

Sure enough, after the strong wind blew and the dust and smoke dissipated, in the sight of the crowd, they clearly saw Su Lin holding a cup of milk tea and a long sword in one hand, slowly walking forward.

In front, Jiang Hao was lying on the ground, covered in blood. He was shaking and struggling to support his body.

Su Lin did not kill him, saving Jiang Hao's life.

Jiang Hao supported the ground with his arms, looking at himself in a mess and covered in blood, and said hoarsely.

"How could it be..."

"I..."

Before he could figure out the situation, Jiang Hao felt a chill on his neck. He lowered his eyes and saw a blue long sword on his neck, sending a terrible chill.

Jiang Hao raised his head painfully and met Su Lin's gaze.

"What's wrong with you saying your last name is Jiang?"

Su Lin smiled as he drank milk tea.

"You only have this kind of strength?"

Puff!

Jiang Hao spat out a mouthful of blood, his eyes rolled back and he fell heavily to the ground, completely losing consciousness.

Su Lin put away his sword and exhaled.

Using the third sword also consumed almost all of his strength. It was not easy for him to stand firm now.

"It's finally over."

Su Lin drank milk tea and turned away.

The referee's voice came at this time.

"Jiang Hao fell to the ground and couldn't get up again."

"The final is over!"

"Su Lin..."

Just as the referee was about to announce that Su Lin had won the final victory.

A low voice suddenly came from the sky.

"Wait a minute."

Tens of thousands of spectators looked up and trembled when they saw the figure standing in the air.

"Why is the head of the Jiang family here!?"

"It's Lord Jiang Qing! A warrior of the eighth level in the Lingyun realm!!"

"Why did he come here suddenly? Is it because of Jiang Hao?"

The middle-aged man standing in the sky has many similarities with Jiang Hao.

You can tell at a glance that he is Jiang Hao's father.

The current head of the Jiang family, Jiang Qing, is a warrior of the eighth level in the Lingyun realm.

His sudden arrival made the whole audience tense again.

"Did something happen?"

Jiang Qing in the sky pointed at the referee and said.

"This game doesn't count."

Jiang Qing then pointed at Su Lin who was standing in the same place and said.

"This boy is a demon."

"According to my judgment, he is very likely a thief, and this game will definitely not count."

"Are you going to watch the first place be taken away by a thief?"

As soon as Jiang Qing said this, it immediately caused an uproar.

"What! Did I hear it right? The head of the Jiang family actually said that Su Lin is a demon? A thief?"

"Is this true?"

"Lord Jiang Qing is at the eighth level of Lingyun Realm and the head of the Jiang family. He shouldn't talk nonsense, right..."

A group of referees immediately appeared from the stage and said to Jiang Qing in the sky.

"Head of the Jiang family, don't talk nonsense. How could Su Lin be a thief?"

"Please don't interfere with the game."

In the sky, Jiang Qing snorted coldly, like the power of heaven.

The referees were immediately overwhelmed by the pressure and lay on the ground, unable to stand up.

Su Lin stood in place, looking at Jiang Qing in the sky, his eyes as cold as black ice.

Jiang Qing continued to speak.

"What kind of vision do you referees have? Can you see it more clearly than me, the Buddha of Detective Demons?"

Jiang Qing waved his hands, and a Wanfa Buddha shadow several times larger than Jiang Hao immediately appeared in the sky.

"The Buddha of Detective Demons, it is said that this is the head of the Jiang family, the cultivatorThe special ability that can be mastered by refining the Buddha Shadow of All Laws to a certain level can illuminate the devilish energy on the thief at a glance. "

"There is such a thing? Doesn't that mean that the head of the Jiang family is talking nonsense?"

Jiang Qing pointed at Su Lin, and a golden light shone directly at him at an extremely fast speed. In the blink of an eye, Su Lin's whole body was illuminated by the golden light.

Under the irradiation of the golden light, black flames immediately ignited around Su Lin, and black devilish energy continued to rise on the flames.

Everyone saw this amazing change and immediately exclaimed.

"What's going on? Is Su Lin really a demon? !"

"So much devilish energy, is what the head of the Jiang family said true?"

Jiang Qing pointed at the devil flame on the ground and said.

"See, so much devilish energy! Doesn't it prove that Su Lin is a demon? A thief?"

"And the Qilin he just summoned is also a demon beast! This is also ironclad evidence of the thief! "

Su Lin shook his head and sneered, and scanned the surroundings with his Destruction Thunder Eyes in motion.

This was not a Buddha's light at all, but an illusion cast by Jiang Qing.

Su Lin just understood that Jiang Qing was even more shameless than Jiang Hao. He refused to admit that Jiang Hao lost, and in order not to admit Jiang Hao's failure, he actually threw dirty water on Su Lin and slandered himself as a thief.

He really did everything he could to make this game invalid. Such dirty means made Su Lin think that his game arrangement was tampered with, and it was probably his hand.

"I haven't looked for the culprit yet, but I didn't expect that I would jump out."

Su Lin looked at Jiang Qing in the sky, and murderous intent appeared in his heart, and he shouted to the sky.

"Master Jiang, even if I am a thief, you don't need to be a detective here."

"What's the matter with you suppressing a group of referees and not letting them speak?"

"Does your power exceed that of the officials in Tianhai City? "

Jiang Qing, veins faintly showing on his forehead, slapped him in the air.

"Arrogant boy, it's not your turn to speak!"

An extremely strong golden gust of wind came down from the sky. This was a palm strike from an eighth-level warrior in Lingyun Realm, although it was only one or two points of power.

But it was enough to scare warriors below Lingyun, not to mention that Su Lin was only at the ninth level of Tongmai.

Su Lin was swept by the gust of wind and flew backwards. He fell hundreds of meters before he got up again.

Su Lin quickly got up and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

Looking at the milk tea spilled on the ground.

Su Lin said coldly.

"Scumbag!"