The Talented Doctor

In particular, the Southern King Huoli is said to have a fiery temper, and if he feels upset, he will be wiped out.

However, at this time, Huo Li was trembling and stooping to stand in front of a mysterious man, not even daring to breathe.

However, when the Xuanyi man said his intentions, he was still taken aback, and he stammered.

"God... God, you... are you kidding? You... you want to pretend to be my guard to participate in the martial arts experience contest?"

The opposite Ji Mingyu squinted slightly and said coldly: "Can't understand what I'm saying?"

"No, no, no!" Huo Li shook his head again and again, and then said with a frown, "But God, you... let you be my attendant, how dare I! Let me sit while you stand, where can I sit? ?"

Ji Mingyu raised his hand slightly, and the dark spiritual power was spinning in his hand. He lightly wrote: "Then, you never have to sit down!"

Never need to sit anymore? What does it mean? Do you want to slap his ass?

Huo Li took a few steps back with fright, his voice was raised, "Don't don't, I promise, God, don't be impulsive, don't be impulsive!"

Only then did Ji Mingyu put away the black spiritual power, and left immediately.

Huo Li's curiosity was aroused, and finally risked his life to ask: "God, have you not been following the martial arts competition for hundreds of years? Why did you suddenly want to go this time?"

Ji Mingyu glanced at him coldly, without speaking.

Huo Li couldn't give up, and continued to ask, "God, you always want to go, just go straight. The creatures of the whole continent don't want to worship you, why pretend to be my attendant? And the gods, you go to the martial arts experience. What's the contest? By the way, I heard Baihu gossip saying that you are fond of a girl, isn't it true?"

The corner of Ji Mingyu's mouth evokes a cold arc, "How many questions do you have? Do you want me to answer them one by one?"

Huo Li wanted to say yes, yes, I'm so curious.

But the pair of Shang Ji Mingyu's cold eyes, shivering all over, quickly made a gesture of shutting up and stopped talking obediently.

After Ji Mingyu's figure completely disappeared in the hall, Huo Li breathed a sigh of relief.

Then he couldn't help frowning and thinking: How could the gods suddenly want to participate in the martial arts training contest?

Could it be that they discovered the little movements of these young Shaoyang?

As soon as he thought of the little abacus that Dongwang Shaoyang and the others had played with the gods on his back, Huo Li curled up his mouth and showed a mocking smile.

Do they really think that with their patience, they can surpass the gods and do majestic blessings?

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The warrior experience contest is held every ten years, not only because ten years are enough to produce a new batch of outstanding elite warriors.

Even more because the barriers of Yuankong Ancient Realm were not so easy to open, only god-level cultivators could do it.

Therefore, the Yuankong Cultivation Alliance has major families to join, but the leader is not them, but the Sifang Divine Sovereigns take turns to sit.

Every ten years, a **** is replaced to preside over the opening of the enchantment and the maintenance of the teleportation formation.

This year it happened to be Dong Wang Shaoyang's turn.

But in fact, Dong Wang Shaoyang will attend almost every martial arts competition.

At this time Dongwang's palace.

In front of Shaoyang sat a man with a pale face and pale temples.

But the strange thing is that this man's face is the appearance of a young man.

At this moment, he was fiddling with a compass in front of him, emitting a turquoise light.