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Chapter 1025 Tiger Power Demon King! (2 more)

Soon, under the arrangement of the Mo Bing Demon King, the eight champions stepped onto the No. 1 ring one after another.

Mu Qianxue rushed to Ling Feng quickly, looked at Ling Feng with admiration, and said with a smile: "Brother Long, you are so awesome!"

Ling Feng smiled faintly, "Xiaoxue, you are also very powerful, and you won the champion of the No. 2 ring."

"Of course!" Mu Qianxue narrowed her eyes and smiled: "Xiaoxue is a genius and beautiful girl!"

"Ha ha……"

Ling Feng couldn't help laughing happily. Mu Qianxue seemed to have a bit of playfulness after being merged with Ye Yi. Perhaps, the little black cat Ye Yi's personality has also been integrated into Ye Xue's body.

At this time, the Mo Bing Demon King coughed dryly and said loudly: "The ranking battle in the quarterfinals has officially begun!"

On the ring number one.

The other six champions on the ring all glanced at Ling Feng and the others, and then sighed.

They could see that Long Fei and Ye Xue had a very good relationship, and these two people would definitely join forces. In this way, even if the six of them joined forces, they would definitely not be the opponents of Ling Feng and the other two.

Therefore, the six people directly gave up fighting with Ling Feng and the others for the top two, but instead fought between the six people to distinguish the top and bottom.

Ling Feng was happy and just now he defeated Yinxue, he knew that others would not dare to do anything with him, so he simply stood aside with Mu Qianxue to watch the show, which was quite relaxed and comfortable.

Soon, the final duel ended. After all, everyone has already obtained the best ranking. Why do you have to work so hard to become the apprentice of the Canglong Envoy?

The ranking between Ling Feng and Mu Qianxue is even simpler. When the third-last man left the ring, Mu Qianxue jumped out of the ring and directly gave Ling Feng a three-game championship.

"Okay, the final ranking has been decided."

The voice of the Mo Bing Demon King sounded at the right time, which also means that the selection of disciples in this year has finally ended.

"Now, this demon king will award prizes based on your achievements."

The Mo Bing Demon King smiled faintly, waved his hand, and the relevant staff distributed the blood crystals. Ling Feng won the first prize again, one hundred thousand top-grade blood crystals. The three rounds added up to 300,000 top-grade blood crystals.

For Ling Feng, these 300,000 top-grade blood crystals should be able to cultivate the "Eight Desolate Body" of the second stage of the Eight Desolate Body Forging Technique to the first level.

"Congratulations!"

The Mo Bing Demon King took the lead in applauding, and then the applause was thunderous. Congratulations to these eight outstanding young men on becoming personal disciples of the Eight Canglong Envoys.

The applause lasted for a long time. The Mo Bing Demon King raised his hands and pressed down, and then said to the top eight disciples: "You come with me."

Ling Feng knew that the Mo Bing Demon King was going to take them to become a disciple.

The eight people followed the Mo Bing Demon King and soon came to the Eight Great Canglong Envoys.

Ling Feng was a little curious, how to allocate eight people and eight Canglong envoys?

"Everyone, it's better to draw lots according to the old rules."

At this moment, a cold voice sounded, and Ling Feng looked up and saw that the person who spoke was a beautiful woman in her thirties, wearing a purple gauze, with a beautiful appearance and an extremely hot figure, but her face was cold, and she was a complete iceberg beauty.

She is the purple dragon envoy, Bai Su.

"Just draw lots."

The black dragon smiled faintly, but his eyes were fixed on Ling Feng. It was obvious that Ling Feng's previous performance had already made him look at him differently.

Although the top eight contestants are extremely extraordinary, their qualifications are still of different levels. If they don’t draw lots, who would be willing to ask for a disciple with poor qualifications? Then they will be a joke to the disciples.

Of course, in addition to the internal decree situation, the Silver Blood was originally a disciple of the Red Dragon Envoy, but unfortunately he was eliminated by Ling Feng.

"Mo Bing, go and take the things up." The black dragon envoy said lightly.

"yes!"

The Mo Bing Demon King nodded quickly. He was a disciple of the Black Dragon Palace, and the Black Dragon Envoy was his highest direct superior.

After a while, Mo Bing held a sign and knelt in front of the eight Canglong envoys, and said respectfully: "The signatures in this sign correspond to the arena where they are. You will receive the winner of the number if you draw."

"I'll do it first!"

A man wearing a yellow cloak grabbed a big hand and pulled out a label with a five-character letter on it. The qualifications of the No. 5 champion were pretty good and won the fourth place in this selection. Therefore, Huanglong was quite satisfied with the result.

"I'm not polite."

Zilong grabbed Bai Susu's hand and grabbed a label with the word "2" written on it, which means that she will become Mu Qianxue's master.

"hehe."

Bai Su had a faint smile on his lips, obviously quite satisfied with the result.

Soon, everyone finished drawing the lottery, and Ling Feng didn't expect that the Canglong envoy who drew his own was so dying, but it was the Red Dragon envoy that old guy.

"Grass!"

The Red Dragon envoy threw the label directly, his eyes cold, and said viciously: "I want me to accept him as my disciple, dream!"

"I don't want to worship you as my teacher."

Ling Feng smiled disdainfully. This old mao had long felt unhappy. If he really wanted to be his teacher, he might have put some shoes on him.

"I'm talking ugly things ahead. This brat, whoever you loves and wants, I don't want it anyway!"

As he said that, the Red Dragon Envoy waved to the audience and said carelessly: "Silver Blood, come up to me, I want to accept you as my personal disciple!"

Yinxue's eyelids twitched. Although he was already designated as the disciple of the Red Dragon Envoy, he had not obtained the top eight after all. Now the Red Dragon Envoy still accepted himself as his disciple in front of everyone, which almost made Yinxue shout out loud.

"Meet Master!"

Yinxue took a few steps forward, then knelt heavily on the ground, kowtowed and shouted with excitement.

"Um."

The Red Dragon nodded, "From today on, you will be my Chihuo's personal disciple. I promise that you will be promoted to the Demon King within ten years. At that time, you can take revenge and revenge!"

"Hmph, what a person who takes revenge and revenges!"

Ling Feng sneered and looked directly at the Red Dragon Envoy proudly, "I'm afraid that your disciple will not be able to support me in this life, so I will never catch up with me!"

"Damn it!"

The red dragon burst into anger in his eyes, raised his palms, and slapped it on Ling Feng's face.

At this moment, the purple dragon envoy stood up and stood in front of Ling Feng, "Chiming Lao Gui, do you want to throw all the faces of our Canglong Temple into?"

"snort!"

The red dragon twisted his face, waved his big hand and punched heavily on the cliff behind him, causing a burst of sand and dust to fly.

"Walk!"

The Red Dragon flashed his body, grabbed the silver blood, and flew towards the direction of the Red Dragon Palace.

"This old ghost!" The black dragon envoy shook his head and smiled, "Boy, that old red ghost won't accept you, my black dragon envoy accept you."

"Haha, the door of my Huanglong Palace is open for you!" The Huanglong envoy also said loudly.
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