Song Zheng called Xiao Chong back and stood quietly. Ling Hengzhi was emotionally turbulent. He suppressed his anger and asked in a low voice: "You...forgot the agreement in the Taoyuan Secret Realm?"
Song Zheng turned to look at him, with some pity in his eyes, and said: "You are indeed better than the geniuses of the human race. Most of the geniuses of the human race are not as good as you at the same age. But you know what you are less than the geniuses of the human race."
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Ling Hengzhi didn't understand what he meant and shook his head blankly.
"The ability to hide emotions." Song Zheng said: "You grew up in a secret realm, have less contact with the outside world, and lack experience. Although Eagle King and the others are not as good as you, their future achievements will definitely be above yours."
Of the five great secret realms, only the Taoyuan Secret Realm allows hundreds of monsters to roam the world due to the need to make a living.
"You have always wanted to hide behind me and instigate me to fight with other demon cultivators. It's a pity that you can lie, but you can't hide your inner emotions."
There are some things that are clear at a glance under the God of Void, such as Ling Hengzhi borrowing a knife to kill people and secretly rejoicing that Song Zheng was caught in a trap and used it as a gun.
He added: "I know that in addition to the six-winged poisonous bee queen, you also hide an even more powerful magical power. You claim to be able to defeat me and become the leader. Haha, it's a pity that you don't have a chance."
Ling Hengzhi was dumbfounded. He had always thought that he had succeeded, but he didn't expect that Song Zheng had already seen through it and had tricked him at the most critical moment.
He did indeed get a treasure by accident, and he was sure that in the last round, even if Song Zheng released the bug, he would still win.
But he didn't have the chance to express it, and the feeling was too uncomfortable. He felt like he was holding a mouthful of old blood in his chest, and he might not be able to spit it out for decades, and he would have to suffer like this all the time.
Uncle Jiu watched clearly from the side, and couldn't help but secretly said: You naive young people, you are so self-righteous, how can you be the opponent of the big devil.
Xiu Zicheng appeared last, and there was no suspense anymore. He used his magical powers with a smile on his face. It felt like he was escorted all the way to the final round by Song Zheng, a good guy.
Uncle Jiu saw him standing next to Xiu Baiqi with beaming eyes and shook his head: Another simple child.
"Okay, it's finally the end." Uncle Jiu said carelessly. This competition itself was very casual. Everyone knew that it was just a comparison, not a duel.
In this last round, Xiu Baiqi stood up with a smile, feeling beautiful.
"Okay, Mr. Song, Zicheng, you two come up and draw lots." His impression of Song Zheng was much better. This was to help his own children ascend to the leadership position... Ah, no, no, keep a low profile, keep a low profile,
He is a noble man who has sent his children to the final round.
Of course, Mr. Song has already helped Zicheng onto the horse. If he can finally give him a whip to send him off and make him really become the leader, then it will be a complete achievement.
Song Zheng went up without hesitation and twitched. Xiu Baiqi's eyes also twitched.
Song Zheng's drawings had always been good before, neither forward nor backward. He had the same doubts as Hong Qianli. This time it was the same. Song Zheng drew first and got the longer one.
This made him feel a little bad in his heart.
Xiu Zicheng was completely indifferent. He came up and took another one. Compared with Song Zheng, it was quite a bit shorter.
"I'll go first."
Xiu Zicheng also saved the most powerful magical power for the last round.
He smiled at everyone, slowly spread his hands, and shouted in a deep voice: "God's arithmetic!"
Suddenly, countless golden runes the size of a mosquito's feet flashed between his palms, combining with each other to form different numbers, and then they began to flow quickly, as if they could deduce all arithmetic in the world.
This is a very unpopular magical power. Very few monks will practice it. Most people think that this magical power is of little use. However, when you reach the level of the ancestors, some profound and difficult rules of heaven and regulations need to be deduced to further understand.
Only when I realized it did I realize the importance of this magical power.
Many monks only hurriedly cultivated this kind of magical power at that time. Of course, it is not as good as those who have studied it since the beginning of practice.
Most of the demons present were powerful, and it could be seen without personal verification that Xiu Zicheng's "divine arithmetic" was at a very high level.
After he showed it, and after everyone had a clear understanding, he slowly closed his hands, and the countless golden runes melted between his palms.
Hong Qianli is not so sorry. The outstanding disciples of the five families all have their own skills. Even if Hongtian is not eliminated by Song Zheng, he may not be able to win the first place.
After Xiu Zicheng left, he politely made an invitation gesture to Song Zheng.
He is very fond of Song Zheng now and feels that he is a friendly force.
Song Zheng nodded and responded, with no shortage of etiquette. After all, he is also a scholar. He can trick others and he can be called sinister, but he cannot be criticized for being uneducated.
He stood in the same position where Xiu Zicheng had just been, but without making any movement, he raised his hand and released a ball of spiritual light.
The spiritual light is soft, waxy, and twinkling. It looks unparalleledly beautiful at first glance, but changes endlessly upon closer inspection! And every subtle change in the light seems to be accompanied by countless possibilities.
When these possibilities come together, it is a huge and terrifying prospect...or it should be called: the future!
"What is this!?" Among the younger generation, Hong Tiancheng and Han Jiujiang couldn't help but ask.
The older generation Hong Qianli looked solemn and had guesses in their minds, but they were not sure.
Xiu Baiqi, as the referee of this round, turned around helplessly and said to the earthquake ancestors: "Uncles, take a look."
Each of the five families has an ancestor following him, and the strongest one is Xiu Yunqi, the ancestor of Longjiang Secret Realm, who has reached his peak.
Several other people looked at him, and he looked at it seriously again, nodded and said: "You are right, this is a spiritual treasure of divine arithmetic and deduction. In terms of its magical power, it is far superior to divine arithmetic."
After all, Xiu Zicheng had practiced "divine arithmetic", and he had already sensed it the moment Song Zheng took out the "Secret Spirit of Zhou Tian", and he almost cursed with hatred in his heart.
Why does this guy have so many spiritual treasures? Being rich is a big deal, right?
Almost all the people in the four secret realms were defeated by his secret treasure. You are so... shameless!
Xiu Baiqi reluctantly announced: "In the last round, the winner is Song Zheng." There was no enthusiasm at all. He was as depressed as his own children. After the announcement, he walked back to Xiu Zicheng and patted him on the shoulder, just like the young and old.
disappointment.
We promised to guide us all the way to the championship, but why did you suddenly show up on your own in the end?
"Oh, please look away." Xiu Baiqi comforted in a low voice. Xiu Zicheng moved his lips and finally said: "Fourth uncle, I'm feeling aggrieved..."
Xiu Baiqi: "..."
Yang Tianyan stretched out his hand to wipe his bald head, pushing the scalp to shine, and walked out happily: "Hmm, then that's it? Are we number one in the Taoyuan Secret Realm?"
The three old demons of Hong Qianli looked like dead fathers, and felt extremely depressed.
They had already figured out Song Zheng's "only" way to win, and they planned to save some face for this master. Unexpectedly, he didn't save any face for them, but there were so many spiritual treasures, and they took the first place in one go.
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The most disappointing thing is undoubtedly Xiu Baiqi, victory was so close.
But all this was too easy for Song Zheng. He had always fought life and death battles in the past, but this time there was almost no pressure to win or lose.
Hong Qianli and the others glanced at Song Zheng again, secretly thinking that he was indeed an official. He may not be very strong, but he was very good at picking up advantages and knew how to use his own advantages to crush him all the way.
"Okay, Lao Jiu, stop showing off." Shi Xiong couldn't stand it any longer: "Let's get started."
Uncle Jiu nodded, it was not too much, he shook his head and said: "Okay, let's start. Please take action, ancestors."
Each of the five secret realms has sent their ancestors to take charge, not only to ensure everyone's safety, but also for the present.
The ancestors, headed by Xiu Yunqi, searched for their location, then formed a circle, and each took out a jade seal, with the seal facing down and sinking together.
A spiritual light rose up in the yellow sand, and the ground among the five people shook with a rumble, the yellow sand rose, and a portal gradually rose up.
Buzz
The spiritual sound in the portal vibrated, and the light rippled out like water. Song Zheng was surprised: it turned out to be a branch of the Void Spirit River!
The value of this branch has increased sharply. He thought to himself, it seems that the harvest this time should be quite big.
Uncle Jiu and others opened their mustard fingers, and jade rained down into the door. The spiritual light gradually stabilized.
"That's it."
Everyone walked in one after another, and a strong wind of Yuan energy, as sharp as a knife, hit his face, making Song Zheng a little breathless. But his body responded positively first. Every meridians were very smooth, and every pore was relaxed.
open.
At a glance, he saw that everything in this void seemed to be there or not. There was no sky above and no earth below. There was only a mighty river with ethereal waves extending endlessly.
The source of this river is clear at a glance, flowing out from a huge circle of spiritual light. The spiritual light continues to spread, gradually disappears, and new spiritual light is born inside.
In the void close to Song Zheng and the others, an artificial platform was built based on the void portal they came out of. It was very narrow and seemed crowded when everyone stood on it.
There is a high-level spiritual formation covering the outside of the platform, but in such a void, it is very difficult to maintain the high-level spiritual formation.
From the light of the spiritual array above the platform, four fishing lines of spiritual light hung out, "catching" four footholds at different distances from the branches of the Linghe River.
Each one can really only stand on its own. The light of the spiritual array is transmitted through the "fishing line" and can form a cocoon-shaped light shield to protect the people standing on it.
When Song Zheng arrived here, he realized that it wasn't that everyone didn't want to find an extra place to stay, but that they really lacked the ability.
This high-level spiritual formation has reached its limit.
And this high-level spiritual formation is probably the limit of the five secret realms.
Uncle Jiu said: "Master Song, please ask first. We will control the spiritual formation to send you there. You can use any method you think is appropriate to gain enlightenment. Although your location is closest to the branch of the Linghe River, this time you can gain enlightenment."
How much you gain depends entirely on you.
Chapter completed!