"Then let's challenge first...the initial level of becoming a king!"
Xu Ming's words were very calm.
However, to the powerful men and geniuses of the West Sea Alliance, they felt that he was extremely arrogant!
"What!?"
"A mere tenth grade Silver Moon dares to challenge the initial level of the King? In the process, not only does he have to cross two smaller levels, but he also has to cross the gap between the Silver Moon level and the King level! - Where does he get his confidence?"
"It's not just as simple as surpassing two minor levels! Our Three Ultimate Swordsman is stronger than the middle-level King of Confessions; that is to say, he must have at least the ability to be 'invincible beyond level three' before he can successfully challenge!"
"The whole game is level 3 invincible? Are you kidding me?"
"Haha... He's just a sensationalist, don't take him seriously!"
"It is indeed grandstanding! However, the price of this kid's grandstanding is too high! - This is using his life to grandstand!"
"Watch the show!"
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The geniuses who were crowned kings in the West Sea Alliance all laughed and talked.
"Three Jue Swordsmen, come on!" said a junior king with narrow eyes and a sinister expression.
"Only him? Is he worthy of my sword?" Sanjue Dao sneered disdainfully, "Whoever wants to go up to you, I won't go up to you anyway!"
The king-proclaimed geniuses of the West Sea Alliance are all very arrogant! In their view, fighting against a Silver Moon tenth-grade person is a matter of lowering one's status; therefore, among each other, you push me, and I push you.
Even if I push you, I won’t be happy to do it!
Finally, the weakest junior genius named "Yu Zhong" entered the battle stage reluctantly!
"Tenth grade Silver Moon?" Yu Zhong sneered, with undisguised contempt in his expression, "If you have any last words, please explain them quickly! When I take action, you won't have time to say your last words!"
"Really?" Xu Ming heard what Yu Zhong meant - the other party wanted to kill him!
Since the other party wants to kill me, then I have nothing to show mercy to!
"Huh? How dare you look so arrogant in front of me?" Yu Zhong shouted angrily.
Arrogant?
Is Xu Ming arrogant?
Maybe, in Yu Zhong's eyes, Xu Ming was arrogant as long as he didn't show trembling and begging for mercy!
"Hmph! You boy who doesn't know the heights of heaven and earth, die!"
boom!!
The murderous aura in Yu Zhong's body suddenly erupted, and it hit Xu Ming like a tsunami. The terrifying power even made the geniuses of Huangquan Palace outside the battle platform feel frightened and trembled.
"This Yu Zhong...is the weakest junior king on their side?"
"Isn't this power comparable to Bu Yimiao?"
Although Bu Yimiao was killed in less than a second, his strength is undoubted. However, Bu Yimiao met a much stronger opponent than him, so he fell into such a tragic fate.
end.
However, there are many masters on the Huangquan Palace side who are not worried about Xu Ming at all; because they have seen Xu Ming and Xuan Ling compete head-on for strength! Instead, they are vaguely looking forward to how Xu Ming will ravage this Yu Zhong.
Sure enough, facing Yu Zhong's overwhelming power, Xu Ming just "slowly" raised his palm.
"What does he want to do?" The great masters and geniuses of the West Sea Alliance were all puzzled! In their opinion, at this time, Xu Ming should be running away with his head in his arms, or just fighting to the death - so carelessly raising his head.
What does it mean to give a slap?
Immediately, the West Sea Alliance knew what Xu Ming meant!
Swish——
I saw Xu Ming's slap, slowly and leisurely! - However, seemingly slowly and leisurely, Yu Zhong found that he could not avoid it no matter what!
Moreover, for some reason, Yu Zhong smelled the breath of death in this slap.
"It's definitely an illusion!" Yu Zhong didn't believe that a slap from a tenth-grade Silver Moon could pose any threat to him; so... his last thought in life was like this.
Snap!!
When the slap hit Yu Zhong's face, Yu Zhong was already dead before he could panic! - For Xu Ming, squeezing a first-level king to death is easier than squeezing to death an ant!
"What?"
"How is that possible!"
"this……"
The West Sea Alliance was shocked!
The tenth grade of Silver Moon, killed the first-level King of Feng with one palm? Even though it happened in front of their eyes, the West Sea Alliance still found it unbelievable.
"This palm..." San Jue Dao's eyes narrowed slightly! Even he couldn't clearly see the reality in Xu Ming's palm; he couldn't even judge who was stronger or weaker between himself and Xu Ming!
"You still have the initial stage of becoming a king. Do you dare to go on stage and fight?" Xu Ming looked around coldly and indifferently.
No one answered!
This time, no one dared to say that Xu Ming was arrogant and arrogant.
After all, Xu Ming has proved with his slap that he has the strength to crush the first-level King of Confederacy!
"Three unique swords!" The king-conferring geniuses of the West Sea Alliance have all set their sights on the three unique swords - in their opinion, only the three unique swords can fight Xu Ming!
Sanjuedao hesitated. He couldn't see through Xu Ming's true and false intentions, so naturally he didn't dare to get on the battlefield easily.
"Are there no junior level kings who dare to fight?" Xu Ming sneered, "If there aren't, then I won't play with you!"
"Three unique swords!" The owner of Manado Island suddenly sent a message, "You go up!"
"I..." San Juedao hesitated and replied, "I don't have much confidence..."
"Let's go up and try it first!" said the owner of Manado Island, "otherwise, he will be rated as 'level two invincible'; in that case, we will probably lose this competition!"
The entire audience is level 2 invincible! - Such a level of genius is difficult to surpass!
"Then...okay!" San Juedao thought for a moment and said, "But if I feel in danger, I will immediately admit defeat to save my life!"
"OK!"
Sanjuedao looked a little solemn as he stepped onto the fighting platform.
"Ha!" Xu Ming smiled faintly, "Three unique swords! You just said that if anyone can catch you with the three swords, you will lose?"
"What?" San Jue Dao said coldly.
"In that case, I will stand here and let you attack with three swords!" Xu Ming stood with his hands behind his back, the wind was light and the clouds were calm.
"You...are you looking for death?" San Jue Dao has never been scorned like this before! What's more, it was scorned by a person who was two levels lower than himself!
"You don't need to care whether I'm seeking death or not!" Xu Ming said casually, "But... after I hit you three times, you have to hit me with a slap! - As long as you can catch my slap, I will lose.
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As soon as Xu Ming said these words, the whole audience was shocked again - this Xu Ming is much more arrogant than the Three Jue Swordsman!
"As long as you catch one slap from you, you will lose?" Sanjue Dao sneered, "Then let's see if you can catch my three swords!!"
boom!!
The murderous intent of Sanjue Sword exploded crazily. As soon as it came up, he showed 100% of his strength and did not dare to hold back at all.