"I don't know about this. Originally, I thought Qingsang's strength must be above everyone else, but in fact, senior brother's strength is no less than Qingsang, so it's really hard to say." Wei Ji replied.
"Yes, but Junior Brother Ximen has always brought us too many surprises, so I still believe in him as always." Senior Sister Nangong said with a smile.
"Well, I also unconditionally believe and support Brother Ximen."
"Second brother, what do you think?" Wei Ji turned to Wei Zihua and asked.
"Me, since both beauties support Ximen Yu and my sister remains neutral, then I will support my brother Qing." Wei Zihua replied.
"Well, how about we all make a bet. If senior brother wins, then Sister Nangong and Sister Yang Ke win the bet. If Qingsang wins, then second brother, you win the bet. If there is a tie between them
, that means I won the bet, what do you think?" Wei Ji asked with a smile.
"Okay, but what should I use as a bet?" Wei Zihua was confused.
"Well, I don't know about this either. Sister Nangong, sister Yang Ke, what do you think?"
"I don't know either." Nangong Xi shook his head, not thinking clearly.
"I feel that at our level, ordinary gambling products naturally won't arouse much interest. Why not just bet on a promise. As long as it does not violate the laws of nature and the basic bottom line, the losing party must agree unconditionally. What do you think?"
In the end, Yang Ke, who was still a ghost, came up with a good idea, which was unanimously approved by everyone.
Just when Wei Ji and others made a bet for this unprecedented duel between Ximen Yu and Qing Sang, the duel between Ximen Yu and Qing Sang officially began.
"Brother Ximen, I'm offended." After saying that, Qingsang showed off his spearless magic spear and used the magic spear skills rooted in his bones. Although the various moves still seemed very simple, they contained many changes.
, it’s just that laymen can’t tell the difference.
Ximenyu did not dare to be careless at all, and tried his best to deal with it, but soon Ximenyu discovered that whether it was mysterious formations, spiritual spells, dust-free skills and psychic swordsmanship, it could not be done in the blink of an eye.
All the kung fu skills were broken down one by one by Qingsang's domineering spear skills. There was no single technique that could take on the big responsibility. After all, facing an equally outstanding opponent, Ximen Yu's weaknesses in the realm were all revealed. Although Ximen Yu
Yu's technique is indeed very sophisticated, but it doesn't take any advantage at all.
"Brother Ximen, why have you kept it secret until now?" Qingsang didn't believe that Ximenyu had this level of strength. After all, Ximenyu's strength in the Imperial Consciousness Artifact was higher than his own.
"Qingtong's magical skills are amazing. No need to compare, I know that my skills are not as good as others." Ximen Yu responded with a smile, and had no intention of using his unique skill, the passing formation. After all, this is the Eastern Shrine, and it is still ten years old.
At a competition site where people from all directions gathered, the Eastern God Emperor's divine consciousness could easily detect this place. Even the Middle God Emperor Jia Luo might also pay attention to this place, so in order to win the game, it would definitely be the next step to use common formations here.
The next strategy.
"So, are you really planning to give up the first place?" Qingsang was a little depressed. He couldn't figure out what kind of medicine Ximen Yu was selling in his gourd. He originally wanted to have a grand showdown, but Ximen Yu didn't expect it.
He had no intention of fighting at all, and he didn't even care about being the top pick. Qingsang couldn't figure out what Ximenyu was hiding, but he had to respect Ximenyu's decision.
"It's not that I gave up, it's that I am convinced that I lost. Congratulations to Leader Qing for winning first place in this competition." Ximen Yu said with a smile.
"Oh, Brother Ximen, I accept the concession." Qingsang was about to leave.
"Wait a minute." Tang Xi suddenly said on the duel stage, but the next moment she appeared on the duel stage.
"Tang Xi, is something wrong?" Qing Sang asked.
"I want to challenge you."
"Um...Okay, welcome, please." Qingsang immediately agreed. In fact, when Tang Xi defeated Wei Zihua in seconds, Qingsang wanted to have a duel with Tang Xi to see Tang Xi's speed.
Is it really that fast? It's so fast that it doesn't even have the opponent's basic reaction time.
"Yeah." After Tang Xi finished speaking, he immediately attacked Qingsang. Qingsang raised his gun to fight back, but the gun just took off and before it could be aimed at Tang Xi, Tang Xi was hit in the back.
Qingsang staggered and almost fell to the ground, suddenly feeling embarrassed.
"What else do you have to say?" Tang Xi said calmly.
"I...I." Qingsang stammered, completely shocked. He didn't expect that there would be someone with such incredible speed in the world. If he encountered such an opponent, he would really have no choice but to consider himself unlucky.
"Okay, you weren't ready just now. It's you who will attack me this time." Tang Xi said coldly. Even if he defeated Qingsang and won the first place in the competition, it didn't seem to make her happy at all.
"Okay, I won't be polite to you anymore." After Qingsang finished speaking, he took the lead in launching the attack.
"Dang... Bang... Bang." When Tang Xi split Qingsang's spearless spear with one palm, another palm slapped Qingsang's back again, and finally the spearless spear landed with a bang.
Clicking sound.
"Oh, Tang Xi, I lost." Qingsang said sincerely, without too much dissatisfaction. He just felt that Tang Xi's skills were really amazing. It seems that every mountain is really higher than the next.
It is true that he has risen to prominence in the Eastern Shrine Palace and is highly regarded, but if he is left to the rest of the world, his strength will mean nothing.
"Well, you lost." Tang Xi said directly.
"Uh..." Qingsang didn't expect Tang Xi to answer her words like this, and felt even more embarrassed.
"But in a few years, I will no longer be your opponent." When Tang Xi said this, he glanced at Ximen Yu, the man who made him obsessed with him and missed him day and night.
Ximenyu also happened to look at Tang Xi, always feeling that she had a sense of déjà vu, but Ximenyu was not sure, or maybe he had been away for too long. The figure and temperament of her back then were far inferior to her, let alone her
Such impressive strength.
"Xian'er." Ximen Yu called softly, and then his nose became sore. In an instant, he felt that he could no longer suppress the overflowing thoughts in his body.
"Mr. Ximen, who is your name?" Tang Xi was right, but he still could only pretend to be calm and asked.
But under her veil, with tears in her eyes, she felt the pain of seeing each other clearly but not being able to recognize each other. She was afraid that she wouldn't be able to hold on if she stayed any longer.
"Oh, it's okay." Ximenyu said embarrassedly, thinking that he missed Xian'er so much that he thought Tang Xi was her.
"Yes." Tang Xi turned around and left, crying twice.