Ying Renzi surrendered directly, allowing Yi Xia to directly end the seventh round of the battle.
For Yi Xia, there were not many emotional fluctuations.
Only those who watch the battle through various payment methods are full of the desire to complain.
Fight! Fight!
For them, it was natural for them to come here to appreciate the battle between two top-level inheritors of the Eastern pedigree.
Naturally, this battle that ended immediately in the summer was not enough for the ticket price.
Of course, there are also people who are full of curiosity about Yi Xia's inheritance.
Not many male beings can resist the temptation to become a giant standing tall in the sky...
To some extent, this expands the spread of witchcraft in the multiverse.
Because those who often give birth to this kind of interest do not belong to the extraordinary civilizations of the Eastern lineage.
No one who truly belongs to the Eastern lineage would entertain this idea.
Counting countless thousands of years in the past, there were only a few people who created things like this.
Some of them have been included in the records of ancient myths...
Compared with this, maybe there is a related possibility of getting lucky and practicing the eight or nine mysterious skills?
Yi Xia was not concerned about this.
Participating in this event was a coincidence.
As the last shaman on earth where he lives, he naturally has no master, let alone a guide.
Yi Xia may not necessarily understand these things that are commonplace among practitioners of many surrounding civilizations.
Due to the existence of comprehensive network, Yixia has this channel.
But the multiverse is endless, and the information that Zongnet can aggregate to Zongnet players is also extremely complex.
Even for Yi Xia, it is difficult to easily filter out the right ones from such a large amount of information.
From this aspect, gods or super large astral computers are quite suitable for this job...
Yi Xia's rise to prominence made the food at his banquet much richer.
The organizer has not yet made relevant arrangements.
After all, it is now a large-scale public event.
After the game, it's their time to perform.
The various meats, snacks, etc. placed on the table were brought by other monks.
After Yi Xia's first appearance, many monks came to give him gifts.
Yi Xia refused to accept any of the food and only ate some of the food given by those who came to drink with him.
This naturally caught many people off guard.
Who has enough storage space these days to store so many delicious foods?
However, there are carriers, most of whom are well-known from all walks of life.
In this regard, although Yi Xia is not an exquisite eater, she can still taste some peculiarities.
But he only tasted it briefly and did not eat it all by himself, but shared it with others.
It's just a tabletop, how much food can be put on it.
Even with the addition of various tables, chairs and dishes, Yi Xia could barely feel the appetite.
So, just try something new.
For a while, cups and cups were mixed, and there were several scenes of excitement.
It wasn't until the eighth battle was about to begin that the monks around Yi Xia became sparse.
Yi Xia was not immersed in this joy, which was like stars over the moon.
To him, these are just casual diners.
Compared to travelers on the train, it's a bit better.
The world is vast and the planes are infinite, so Yi Xia will naturally not wander around.
If we meet again by chance in the future, we can laugh and talk and have a drink.
Those who bring food to drink together mostly want to form a good relationship.
After all, compared to other top Taoist inheritors, Yi Xia seems to be a bit more considerate.
Of course, it is unknown whether those alien races think so...
Finally, when Yi Xia tasted another piece of exotic pastry, a message indicating a successful match in the eighth round flashed across his retinas.
Yi Xia stared blankly.
I don’t know who it is this time.
It’s finally the second round, and I think I should have some materials...
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At this time, Tai'ao was drinking.
He is not good at words and has a dark look on his face.
Beneath his majestic body, which is about ten feet tall, he has an intimidating aura.
Therefore, not many monks came to bother us.
Next to me, the junior sister who came to watch the excitement was also very nervous.
After all, Tai'ao has the responsibility of inspecting the criminal law in the sect.
From the perspective of a junior brother or junior sister, he is the sect’s version of “Director of the Education Department”.
If it weren't for the invitation from the Dragon Girl of the Dragon Palace, Junior Sister would never have followed Tai Ao here.
Unfortunately, Dragon Girl heard that something went wrong in her practice and she was ill.
Therefore, he did not come over and only sent a bodyguard to bring a few gifts.
"Senior Brother Tai'ao, can you beat that guy?"
Suddenly, the junior sister, who heard the voices of many colleagues discussing the exotic treasures in her ears, couldn't hold back.
He turned to look at Tai'ao who was still drinking alone and asked.
"How can you say victory or defeat without fighting... I have never dealt with a war witch, but over the years, I have fought with a Gu witch. His methods are weird and unpredictable, and he is very difficult to deal with."
Tai'ao shook his head when he heard this and said.
Witch?
When the junior sister heard this, she probably remembered some not-so-pleasant scenes.
Of course she is not afraid of ordinary insects.
But those poisonous insects manipulated by the witch are really terrifying.
The war witch is better, only a few hundred million points bigger...
But there are so many people in the eighth round, senior brother Tai'ao may not be able to meet each other.
"Don't worry, senior brother, you may not be able to meet him."
Junior sister comforted her subconsciously.
Tai'ao was stunned when he heard this and looked at his junior sister thoughtfully:
"Since you said that, it seems that it is really him..."
Junior sister:......
How many times have I said that a black bird is not a crow!
Then, the battle began and Tai'ao's figure gradually disappeared.
The junior sister immediately focused on the magic weapon in front of her.
She saw the world around her changing rapidly, and her field of vision was suddenly stretched to an extremely open area.
I saw the mountains below clearly visible among the clouds and mist.
On one side stood her senior brother Tai'ao, and on the other side...
It's Yi Xia...
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"Qianjiaoshou is the disciple of Lihuo Zhenren in Xushan Mountain, Tai'ao."
Tai'ao looked at Yi Xia opposite, his eyes showing a bit of certainty.
This made a certain junior sister who was watching the battle have her breath stagnant, and her silver teeth seemed to itch even more...
"Liucheng, Yi Xia."
Yi Xia looked at the other person's unusual body shape and suddenly became a little interested.
Could it be...
"I may have disappointed the great witch. I have learned the strange skills taught by my master, so my body shape has changed, and I am not good at swordsmanship."
Tai'ao felt Yi Xia's gaze and suddenly understood something in his heart, so he spoke directly.
Yunjian's junior sister raised her forehead after hearing this.
Senior brother Tai'ao is so honest...
However, it may be that he has such a stubborn temper that he can handle the responsibility of patrolling the criminal law.
In this respect, monks themselves are different from ordinary things.
Different method?
Yi Xia looked at the other party's dark face and fell into deep thought.
Is it some kind of fire method?
Listening to his master's name, he sounds like a master of making fire summon flames.
But let's start the war earlier. He is also planning to go to the Dragon Palace to eat for a few more days.
These dragon palaces can't be provoked for the time being, but the gangster banquet is still not a big problem...
This chapter has been completed!