"What, the winner can become Miss Daiyu's entourage for three years!"

Hearing Cui Ming's words, all the participants were surprised.

Lin Haoming looked at Cui Daiyu, who was sitting next to Cui Ming, the provincial mu, with some surprise. He subconsciously felt that this matter should have a direct relationship with the daughter of the provincial mu. However, at this moment, Lin Haoming thought about whether he wanted to win or lose, or even whether the victory or defeat itself was also a matter of the other party's calculations.

Lin Haoming felt a little ridiculous when he was plotted by someone who was only equivalent to the Emperor of Low Xuan. Since she wanted to follow her, let her do what she wanted.

"Jia'er, let Haoming come over!" At this time, Men Jia, who was also a little suspicious of Cui Daiyu, heard the instructions of his father who came to attend the meeting.

"Yes!" Men Jia immediately agreed and then went to call someone.

In fact, after learning about this, people who entered the two semi-finals of different realms were recalled, which meant both encouragement and some preparation for them.

"Haoming, you performed well before, but in the next two games, no matter the order, you will definitely meet Song Chuang. This person was already in the semi-finals at the last Wuchang meeting. At that time, he was still far from the peak of the bodybuilding realm. Now he is already at the real peak. If it weren't for this conference, he would have made a breakthrough long ago, so you must be careful. If you can fight, you should not fight, and don't force it. Your performance this time is already very good." Men Liang didn't seem to want to put pressure on Lin Haoming, but just said that.

Men Jia also saw an old opponent Song An at this time. Song Chuang was Song An's cousin. If Song Chuang had not been born with a side branch, the Song family might have cultivated someone. But then again, Lord Zhou Mu only wanted to win, and maybe he might have planned to target Song Chuang. The Song family is so powerful that it is indeed possible to build conflicts between the direct descendants of the side branch of the Song family, and it is indeed possible, and it is not small. Lord Zhou Mu has been here for only one or two hundred years.

The more Men Jia thought about it, the more he felt that this should be. At this moment, he happened to hear it. Lin Haoming agreed calmly and said, "I understand, I will do my best!"

Lin Haoming didn’t know if he was lucky in the draw of the semi-finals, so he directly drew Song Chuang. It seemed that he really wanted to show off.

The competition itself is to first determine the last two quotas in the body-building realm, then determine the last two quotas in the spiritual stage, followed by the last two real duels.

Lin Haoming and Song Chuang were the first to compete.

The competition venue was an open space with a magic circle arranged in an open space of 100 feet in length and width, while others surrounded the open space to observe the competition.

Lin Haoming had just walked into the venue. Song Chuang, who had walked in earlier, looked at Lin Haoming, and spoke directly with a expressionless face: "You are good at strength and can force me to do all my strength, but I can't stop myself when I do all my strength, so you give up!"

Hearing these words, Lin Haoming felt amused and amazed. Cui Daiyu had plotted against him before, but now she was urged by Song Chuang to admit defeat. Fortunately, she was also a mysterious god.

However, this feeling made Lin Haoming suddenly have a sense of understanding, as if he understood what Mu Bian said back then.

After advancing to the mysterious god to achieve the body of the divine body, a person's mentality inevitably changes. His current behavior and actions have indeed changed somewhat from before. For example, when it comes to Wanjizong, he is like a god who is really in the morning. Looking at all this, even now, he just doesn't want to owe others what he has.

"Don't think I deliberately made this gesture. I'm for your own good!" Song Chuang didn't speak when he saw Lin Haoming, and spoke again.

"I didn't give my all my strength before going down, so I asked myself that I still have the power to fight with you!" Lin Haoming smiled and said.

"Oh! Since that's the case, I'm not polite!" Song Chuang then took out a pair of gloves from his arms and put them on his hands. Before, he was always against the enemy with empty hands.

Lin Haoming didn't care about this, but just held the sword in his hand and recalled that Mu Bian left a set of exquisite sword techniques on the stone wall.

In fact, most of the people who were present to watch the game were not weak, so they could naturally hear clearly the words of both of them, and they couldn't help but look forward to both of them.

After Lin Haoming saw that the other party put on gloves, flames appeared in the entire glove coverage. When the host of the battle announced the start, Song Chuang left and waved his palms and attacked.

Lin Haoming's sword was immediately swung, and the sword shadow forced Song Chuang back, and the speed of wielding was getting faster and faster, as if the sword in his hand had no weight at all.

"Jia'er, have you ever seen Haoming use this sword technique?" Men Liang was surprised after seeing it and immediately asked about his grandson.

"Grandpa, it's the first time I've seen it!" Men Jia said, feeling even more strange, because this sword technique is indeed very exquisite, not just fast, but also many changes in the fast, and even some places he can't see.

Originally, many people thought that Song Chuang must have won, but seeing Lin Haoming's sword technique and seeing his sword shadow get faster and faster, and even the figure becomes blurred, they can't help but look surprised. It's hard for them to imagine that Men Liang, the formation master, would have a disciple with such superb sword skills.

Just when many people wanted to see who would win in the end, Song Chuang suddenly jumped out of the battle group and said expressionlessly: "I lost!"

At this time, Lin Haoming also stopped the sword shadow and looked at Song Chuang and found that this person was not simple. If he did not die, he would definitely be a character in the future.

"Song Chuang, the winner is not decided, why should I give in?" Seeing Song Chuang's number, Song An, a direct descendant of the Song family, couldn't help but question it.

"The other party has bypassed me. If I really take a ruthless move, my hands have been cut off now!" After Song Chuang said that, he turned his head and walked out of the venue.

Lin Haoming defeated Song Chuang in this way, which made the two of them have no confidence in the subsequent duel. The people present also saw that these two people were much worse than those of Lin Haoming, and they were much worse than those of Song Chuang. Sure enough, when the final decision was made, Lin Haoming's opponent directly gave up.

After the competition, Cui Ming immediately announced that Lin Haoming and another winner of the Lingyi period, a man named Qiao Pin, would go back and prepare for it, and would come to the provincial muslim mansion in three days.
Chapter completed!