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Chapter 664 Ask the King of the West for advice!

"He likes the feeling of being looked up to by thousands of people so much, so it doesn't hurt to let him enjoy it for a while longer." Xuan Chenxi smiled lightly.

Phew!

Ye Ji pursed her lips and smiled and said, "Sister Xi, you are flattering me!"

"Invite the other player who drew the number 1100 to come on!" At this time, the referee spoke loudly again.

"Chen Xi, almost there, let's go!" Ling Hao said with a faint smile.

"Yeah!" Xuan Chenxi nodded slightly, stood up and walked to the ring.

At this time, the Jade-faced Divine Dragon was facing the direction of Xuan Chenxi and was looking up at the women in the audience.

"Can we start?" Xuan Chenxi walked to the ring and looked at the back of the Jade-Faced Dragon and said calmly.

When the deputy referee at the edge of the ring saw that it was Xuan Chenxi, he glanced at the Jade-Faced Dragon and couldn't help but twitch at the corner of his mouth.

"Haha, I'm sorry to keep you waiting." After hearing the voice, the Jade-Faced Dragon turned around with a smile on his face.

Boom!

Halfway through his words, his legs gave out and he fell to the ground, his face full of panic.

"Why is it you?" After a while, he swallowed hard and said.

"Hurry up!"

Xuan Chenxi glanced at him speechlessly and then took out the sword from his body, while a cold feeling swept over him.

"Referee, I surrender." Jade-faced Shenlong got up from the ground and ran directly towards the bottom of the ring.

He suddenly felt the urge to curse!

I forgot to read the almanac when I went out today!

Why do you memorize it like this, and you actually got the same number as this female evil star!

He had just seen with his own eyes Xuan Chenxi kill a strong man who had reached the pinnacle of the Emperor Realm with one foot and a half with his sword!

Although his own cultivation level is pretty good among his peers, his cultivation level at the pseudo-emperor level is no different from that of an ant in front of others!

A good man will not suffer the immediate loss, take the initiative to admit defeat and preserve his strength. Maybe he will have a chance to resurrect after the top 100 qualifying competition.

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Otherwise, my journey to the Dragon and Phoenix List should have ended here!

Cut~!

Seeing the scene on the ring, there was a burst of scorn and ridicule from the audience.

The person who was so majestic and high-spirited a moment ago has now become like this in the blink of an eye. There is really no one left!

"Kick-kick"

After Xuan Chenxi returned to his seat, Ye Jijiao laughed out loud.

"Sister Xi, why did you just let him go down without giving him a lesson?"

"I know who he is." Xuan Chenxi smiled lightly.

"Although he is frivolous, he doesn't have many bad deeds. Generally speaking, he is barely passable. Let's give him a chance to reflect on himself!"

"No wonder!" Ye Ji smiled again.

Time passed quickly, and it was eight o'clock in the evening.

"Now, contestant No. 1218 is invited to come on stage!" the referee's voice sounded again.

"Brother Ling Hao, it's your turn!" Xuan Chenxi looked at Ling Hao and said.

"Yeah!" Ling Hao smiled faintly and then stood up and walked to the ring.

He knew that in today's game, he had to go up!

The four words "West King Lingshuai" are no longer just a simple name for many people, but a kind of belief!

Especially after the undertaking of the National Games gradually became known, most Chinese people subconsciously connected Xiwang Lingshuai with the National Games.

Everyone is counting on him, the unicorn of the country, to bring Daxia to an unprecedented height!

This Dragon and Phoenix Ranking Competition, although it has not been explicitly announced to the outside world, is for the purpose of selecting the successor to the National Games.

But rumors have already spread out. If nothing unexpected happens, this time Dragon and Phoenix will

The person at the top of the list will be the inheritor of the national destiny!

But early this morning, the news about him being seriously injured was spread by some people with ulterior motives, which cast a shadow on the hearts of many martial arts practitioners at the scene.

Therefore, at this time, Ling Hao naturally wanted to speak out and let the rumors collapse.

"Xi Wang, are your injuries okay?" the referee looked at Ling Hao who was walking up and asked.

"Thank you for your concern, it's okay!" Ling Hao smiled lightly.

"King Xi, come on!" After seeing Ling Hao on the stage, a man in the audience shouted loudly.

"King Xi, we love you!" Many people shouted at the same time, with excitement on their faces.

Ling Hao looked at everyone with a smile and nodded slightly.

"Hmm?!" At the same time, the blue-robed man who was sitting with Mr. Gu's pupils shrank slightly.

Then, he subconsciously looked at the number plate in his hand, and his face immediately fell.

Unfortunately, he drew the same number as King Xi!

"Go up, just to verify whether he is injured or not!" Mr. Gu turned his head to look at the man in blue robe and said calmly.

"Brother Gu, I won't do it!" The corner of the blue-robed man's mouth twitched.

"If he is not injured or the injury has healed, I won't even have a chance to participate in the final resurrection match!"

"Look at your potential!" Mr. Gu said solemnly.

"When you go up, fight quickly and use your trump card to fight. If you lose, just admit defeat immediately!"

"His cultivation level is at the same level as Xuan Chenxi's, only one level higher than yours. Even if he is at his peak, can't you even catch one of his moves?"

"Then let me give it a try!" The man in blue robe felt that this was somewhat reasonable.

After finishing speaking, he took a deep breath and stood up to go to the ring.

Go.

"King Xi, I have admired your name for a long time. I am honored to have the opportunity to compete with the King of the West!" When he came forty or fifty meters in front of Ling Hao, the man looked at Ling Hao and bowed.

"Let's begin!" Ling Hao said calmly.

"Please give me some advice from the King of the West!" The man didn't say much more, and after a deep voice, he opened his posture.

call!

After the words fell, a powerful aura rose into the sky, clearly revealing the late-stage cultivation of the War Emperor.

A strong and oppressive aura enveloped the entire arena, and the people sitting closest to the arena couldn't help but shudder.

Immediately afterwards, the man directly activated his War Emperor's power, and saw a tiger-shaped shadow appear above his head, lifelike.

The next moment, as the man pushed forward vigorously with both hands, the tiger-shaped shadow rushed toward Ling Hao like a living creature. Wherever it passed, air waves surged and strong winds raged.

Looking at his posture, it was obvious that he was going all out and not holding anything back.

For him, on the one hand, he listened to the words of Mr. Gu and decided to fight quickly, and if he lost, he would retreat!

On the other hand, he has luck in his heart!

If King Xi is really injured and cannot take his move and is severely injured, then he will really become famous!

The majestic Western King Ling Shuai was defeated by him. Just thinking about it made him excited!

And just when he started, Ling Hao also moved.

Without any tricks, he took two steps, flipped his wrist casually, and slashed out with a cold light from the Blood Shadow Crazy Sword.

The seemingly random strike contained earth-shattering energy, instantly making the man feel an aura of death-like crisis.

At this time, the man had naturally detected the martial arts aura on Ling Hao's body, and there was no sign of any injury.

A look of extreme panic could not help appearing on his face, and his pupils shrank sharply.


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