In the splendid palace, Xiao Ling, Jiang Feng, and several talented people from outside the region gathered here.
They all looked very proud, like aloof gods.
Beside them, there was also a group of top wizards from the eight dynasties gathered, with compliments on their faces, obviously trying to please these talented people from outside the region.
This greatly satisfied the vanity of Xiao Ling, Jiang Feng and others.
In their view, the Qianlong Competition is just a game, a means for their extraterritorial families to select talents from the eight dynasties.
Therefore, they have an innate sense of superiority in front of the geniuses of the Eight Dynasties.
"Master Xiao Ling, I can kill someone like Xiao Yi with just a few moves of my hands. So what if he becomes a treasure appraiser? He has no strength. No matter how strong he is in other aspects, he can only become someone else's.
A slave will serve others for the rest of his life." At this time, next to Xiao Ling, a man
The handsome young man said coldly with a mocking look on his lips.
His name is Taikun, he is the fifth prince of the Tai'a Dynasty, and his combat power is terrifying.
Many people believe that he has the ability to enter the top ten of the Qianlong Ranking.
He had also heard about Xiao Yi becoming a treasure appraiser.
However, he still looked down upon Xiao Yi.
In his opinion, Xiao Yi had no strength at all. If he were not protected by the Golden Lion King, anyone could crush him.
"You are right, that scoundrel will only resort to some dirty tricks, otherwise, he is nothing!" Xiao Ling said with an ashen face.
When he remembered that he had been severely slapped in the face by Xiao Yi in despicable ways, he couldn't help but feel the urge to go crazy.
"Ha! The secret treasure is not allowed to be used in tomorrow's competition. The end of that scoundrel has come." Jiang Feng sneered on the side.
"What a pity! That genius from back then could actually fall to this level. I once worshiped him as an idol! Thinking about it now, it's really a travesty." Many geniuses from foreign families sneered.
When they were young, they were in the same circle as Xiao Yi, and they were overwhelmed by Xiao Yi's talent.
Now that I see him falling off the altar, I feel very happy.
"I really hope that Xiao Yi's talent has not been destroyed, so that I can fight with him openly. Now he can't interest me at all." At this moment, a young man said in a calm tone.
He is tall, wearing a red armor, has long fiery red hair, and exudes a domineering aura, like an ancient demon god descending to earth.
Even when facing Xiao Ling, Jiang Feng and other talented people from outside the territory, he did not feel inferior at all. Instead, he was domineering and suppressed all their momentum.
This person is clearly the third prince of the Pixiu Dynasty, Yan Xing.
"Yan Xing! I admit that your talent is very strong and can be compared with some of the wizards in our clan. However, compared with Xiao Yi in his heyday, you are far from good enough." Xiao Ling couldn't help but sneered.
What a joke.
Xiao Yi was the most powerful genius in the history of the Xiao family. If he had not been abolished, he would have swept through everything. How could a prince from a small dynasty be able to compare with him.
"Was he really that strong in the past?" Yan Xing's brows furrowed involuntarily, and he said with an unconvinced expression.
"More than strong, it can be described as heaven-defying. Your supreme fifth-grade bloodline is just a joke in front of his Arrow God bloodline! Of course, all this has become the past. Now you, crush him and kill him.
It makes no difference if an ant dies." Xiao Ling couldn't help but smile.
A hint of teasing appeared.
Yanxing is the most promising person to win first place in this Qianlong Competition, and his voice is even higher than that of Prince Yuan of the Zhu Yan Dynasty.
Let alone Xiao Yi, even Xiao Ling is far from his opponent.
Therefore, if he met Xiao Yi, he might be able to kill him with just one breath.
"I'll leave it to you to clean up this kind of stuff. I'm not even interested in it." Yan Xing suddenly felt uninterested.
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At this time, in another luxurious palace in the ancient city of Wanluo, a woman with an unparalleled appearance was frowning tightly. It was Duan Qingqing.
"Xiao Yi, didn't I tell you not to come to the Qianlong Competition? Why are you still so stupid?" Duan Qingqing was wearing a goose-yellow Xiayi, and her beautiful face looked a little pale, and she couldn't help but
He shook his head and sighed.
"Qingqing, I have long said that that kind of person is not worthy of sympathy at all. You should forget about him. He is no longer the Xiao Yi he used to be." Beside Duan Qingqing, Ji Lin's mouth was filled with a sneer.
In her opinion, Xiao Yi was really stupid.
He obviously doesn't have much strength, but he still wants to come to Wanluo Ancient City to die.
This guy who doesn't even have any self-awareness is far different from the Xiao Yi he knew when he was a child.
Therefore, even if he was really killed in the Hidden Dragon Competition, she would not have the slightest sympathy.
"Sister Ji Lin, I still can't forget him. Can you think of a way to save him? I don't want to watch him die." Duan Qingqing's eyes were full of worry.
Although, she and Xiao Yi have not seen each other for more than 20 years.
However, she could never forget Xiao Yi.
Even she doesn't know why.
Therefore, when she thought that Xiao Yi would most likely die in the Qianlong Competition tomorrow, she felt a sense of sadness in her heart.
"Qingqing, I'm really convinced by you! This kind of person doesn't even listen to your advice and doesn't take you seriously at all. Why should you worry about him? Let him fend for himself." Ji Lin said in a tone of voice.
Extremely indifferent and authentic.
In her opinion, it was not pity for a person like Xiao Yi to die, and there was no need to save him at all.
"Alas." Duan Qingqing finally sighed quietly.
At this moment, she really wanted to leave Wanluo Ancient City.
She was really afraid of seeing the scene where Xiao Yi was killed.
That would definitely make her heartbroken.
However, she couldn't just leave like this.
Because this is most likely the last time she will see Xiao Yi in her life.
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Time flies and the next day comes in a blink of an eye.
Early in the morning, the Qianlong battlefield in the center of Wanluo ancient city was surrounded by dense crowds.
The Hidden Dragon Competition, which has been held for decades, is finally about to begin.
Xiao Yi, accompanied by a group of friends, Golden Lion King, Shi Ya and others, rushed towards the Qianlong battlefield.
"Xiao Yi, don't think about climbing the Qianlong List this time. Survival is the most important thing. Remember, you must give up immediately when encountering danger." Shiya said solemnly.