Xia Wuming's clothes were ragged, his face was slightly pale, and there was a trace of blood hanging from the corner of his mouth.
Si Xingfei is almost the same.
But even though he looked embarrassed, he looked like he had not been seriously injured in such a brutal battle, which was shocking.
"The two of them got up together, what does this mean?"
"Who is going to win? Is it possible that we will have to fight in darkness again?"
"In my opinion, if we spend another day and night, we may not be able to tell the winner. These two people are too terrifying."
Everyone looked at each other in shock.
It was agreed that the final move would determine the outcome. What does this mean?
"Continue?" Si Xingfei's eyes were full of fighting spirit and he stared at Xia Wuming provocatively.
"Continue, just continue." Xia Wuming grinned his lips, and the dim light in his eyes suddenly surged again.
"alright."
Jiang Ding suddenly appeared in the sky.
He looked at the two of them helplessly and smiled bitterly: "You two are both the most talented people in the Fourth Hall. This is also the last battle in the Fourth Hall. Since there is no winner, let's call it a draw."
"When we get to the temple, there will be plenty of opportunities."
As soon as this statement came out, everyone's eyes lit up.
"A draw is not bad." Chen Ling muttered.
"A draw?" Xia Wuming and Si Xingfei both frowned.
The two of them really hadn't thought about this aspect. They looked at each other and then at Jiang Ding.
Xia Wuming took a deep breath, gradually calmed down his fighting spirit, and said with a faint smile: "A draw is a draw, how about it?"
"Then let's let it be a draw." A look of helplessness appeared on Si Xingfei's face, but he also felt slightly relieved.
"I'll let you go this time. There's still a battle when we get to the temple." Xia Wuming looked at Si Xingfei and suddenly shouted in a deep voice.
"I'm waiting for you." Si Xingfei's expression condensed and he didn't flinch.
"good."
Xia Wuming laughed loudly and walked away in the air.
On the list of geniuses, the golden names changed, with Xia Wuming and Si Xingfei tied for first place.
At this point, the ranking battle on the Genius List is over.
Everyone looked at the square that was almost in ruins and sighed.
"The one who has gained the most is Chen Ling."
"Damn it, I never expected that Chen Ling would jump to eleventh. It's scary."
"What a slap in the face. If this guy is given a few more years, I'm afraid he will become Si Xingfei and Xia Wuming again."
…
"Chen Ling, come here."
The crowd was noisy, and they gathered around the list of geniuses and talked about it.
Chen Ling suddenly looked at Jiang Ding, who nodded to him, and Chen Ling walked over quickly.
"Deputy Palace Master."
When he walked up to him, Chen Ling bowed and saluted.
"How have you considered the palace master's explanation?" Jiang Ding looked at Chen Ling and said.
A pressure arose spontaneously. Chen Ling narrowed his eyes and said slowly: "I will participate in the temple selection."
Jiang Ding didn't have any surprises. He smiled lightly and said, "Okay, I will lead the team in five days."
"So fast?"
Chen Ling was surprised.
Jiang Ding chuckled, changed the subject and said: "When you go back, you can go to the contribution point and choose a holy skill, any grade, it's up to you."
Chen Ling's eyes lit up, he licked his lips and said excitedly: "Are there no restrictions on high-level holy skills?"
There are earth-level holy skills, intermediate-level holy skills, and high-level holy skills. Reaching high-level holy skills is already an extremely terrifying level. Even if you become a saint, you will not be able to exert its true power. It is extremely terrifying.
"There are no restrictions on grades, it's up to you to choose." Jiang Ding said with a smile.
"but……"
"But what?" Looking at Jiang Ding's expression like an old fox, Chen Ling couldn't help but feel a thump in his heart.
"The contribution points you gained in the ranking battle will be erased for you."
Chen Ling opened his mouth and gritted his teeth and said: "Deputy Palace Master, is this not appropriate? That's what I should do."
If we talk about tens of thousands or ten thousand contribution points, he has challenged nearly twenty or thirty people, which adds up to two or three hundred thousand contribution points.
"An intermediate holy skill has at least hundreds of thousands of contribution points. If you choose a high-level holy skill, it costs millions, why are you still not satisfied?" Jiang Ding's face became solemn, and a pressure suddenly overflowed.
"You're leaving the Fourth Hall anyway, so there's no use keeping your contribution points." At the end, Jiang Ding added another sentence.
Who says it’s useless? I won’t redeem them all before I leave?
Chen Ling hesitated secretly, but he knew that the two or three hundred thousand contribution points would never come back.
"All right."
Chen Ling nodded helplessly, thinking that he must choose a high-level holy skill, otherwise he would suffer a big loss.
"Okay, go back and choose tomorrow. I will say hello." Jiang Ding shook his head slightly, waved his hand and said with a smile.
"Disciple takes leave."
Chen Ling bowed slightly and left.
Watching Chen Ling leave, Jiang Ding suddenly showed a cunning look on his face: "Although there is no grade limit, whether you can obtain high-level holy skills depends on your ability."
"What did Deputy Palace Master Jiang Ding do to you?" Yang Xuan asked suspiciously when he saw Chen Ling coming back.
Chen Ling told Yang Xuan what had happened before, and there was nothing to hide.
"No restrictions on grades? Let you choose one? Damn it." Yang Xuan's eyes widened and he stared at Chen Ling with passion.
"Damn, you are really lucky." Yang Xuan was extremely envious.
Even mid-level holy skills can easily cost hundreds of thousands of contribution points, let alone high-level holy skills.
"That guy just wiped out the hundreds of thousands of contribution points that he should have received, so he had to find a high-level holy skill." Chen Ling gritted his teeth and said.
"High-level holy skills..."
Yang Xuan was stunned for a moment, and then his expression suddenly turned strange.
"Junior brother, I'm afraid there's something you don't know." Yang Xuan glanced at Chen Ling and whispered.
"What's up?"
"High-level holy skills are not so easy to obtain."
"How to say?"
Chen Ling looked confused.
Isn’t it up to me to choose?
Seeing Chen Ling's confused look, Yang Xuan shook his head slightly and sighed: "In the Contribution Hall, the selection of holy skills is random."
"For example, if you want low-level holy skills, you will be sent to a space. This space is full of low-level holy skills, and each holy skill is wrapped with a very strong seal. You must break it.
get."
"And there is a time limit. If you still can't find the one that suits you when the time is up, then I'm sorry. You still have to pay contribution points if you come back empty-handed."
"Whether you get the one you like depends entirely on luck."
"Fuck."
"That old guy cheated on me."
Chen Ling's face turned dark, and he suddenly turned back to look at Jiang Ding, only to find that the latter had already disappeared without a trace.
"There is no need to react so much. With your strength, it should be no problem to choose a suitable mid-level holy skill. Intermediate holy skills are also valuable, and they are just right for our level."
"As for high-level holy skills, it really depends on luck and chance. If you get one that is not suitable for you, you will be in tears." Yang Xuan patted Chen Ling's shoulder and said.
However, he was still envious. Why didn't he find such a good thing?
He is willing to give up all his contribution points.
"Deputy Hall Master, I have to show you a high-level holy skill." Chen Ling clenched his fists and murmured through gritted teeth. (To be continued)