As Old Man Shui Jing fell to the ground, the Spirit Dragon King had won thirteen games in a row.
"Accept." The Spirit Dragon King raised his hands to the surrounding people.
Next, several more leaders took turns, but all ended up losing to the Spirit Dragon King.
There is no need to consume the Spirit Dragon King's physical strength through wheel battles, because after every battle, the Spirit Dragon King will stuff a bear snake pill into his mouth.
Just make up for it if something goes wrong.
How should I put it, having three senior alchemists under your sect is so arrogant!
Although the result was not surprising, no leader could defeat the Spirit Dragon King, but everyone still saw all kinds of dazzling tricks. All the leaders used their special skills. Everyone was so excited to see them, and they were all stunned.
Call.
Even Yan Sheng nodded slightly and said, "That's right. It's a good martial arts tournament, and the leaders are as motionless as a mountain. What do you mean?"
Hou Jimo smiled slightly and said: "Your Majesty, can we now declare the Spirit Dragon King to be the leader of the martial arts alliance?"
Yan Sheng said: "Why are you so anxious? Isn't there a leader who is still missing?"
"who?"
"Chen Dong."
Yan Sheng said while looking in the direction of Chen Dong.
Chen Dong has indeed not played yet.
Hou Jimo also glanced at Chen Dong and said with a smile: "He? No need. I just tested his strength. He is just a sixth-level grandmaster. He cannot be the opponent of the Spirit Dragon King."
Yan Sheng took a breath of cold air: "He? A sixth-level grandmaster?"
"Yes." Hou Jimo continued: "At his age, he is indeed quite strong to be a sixth-level grandmaster, but his overall strength is still far from the Spirit Dragon King. It is better not to let him, the newly promoted Feixinglou,
It’s embarrassing for the leader to come on stage!”
Yan Sheng laughed: "How can it be embarrassing? I just issued a holy order, and the top ten sects must join. How could Chen Dong be left out? At his age, it is normal for him not to be able to defeat the Spirit Dragon King. For him,
Instead, it’s an opportunity to show off.”
Hou Jimo thought that this was indeed the truth, so he took a step forward and said loudly: "Is there any other leader who is not on stage?"
Everyone looked at Chen Dong in unison.
Chen Dong really didn't want to go up and throw this person away, but with an arrow in his bow, he couldn't get off the tiger, so he had to stand up.
Lin Peng, Xu Jingrou and others looked at him worriedly.
"It's okay, I just lost!"
Chen Dong smiled and walked onto the stage with a calm expression in front of everyone, and stood face to face with the Spirit Dragon King.
Seeing Chen Dong, the Spirit Dragon King was also filled with emotions.
When Chen Dong served as the Sixth Hall Master under him, the relationship was pretty good, not great, but definitely not bad either.
Later, it was because of Marshal Zhou that he and Chen Dong completely broke up.
The key is that Chen Dong has not been killed yet, which will cause many disasters in the future.
Now Marshal Yang is behind bars.
When Marshal Yang comes out, I don’t know how to deal with him!
Therefore, the Spirit Dragon King is bound to win the position of leader of the martial arts alliance.
As the leader of the martial arts alliance, his status will also rise. Not only does he control the power of the entire world, but he also has a good say in Yan Sheng. It will not be so easy for Marshal Yang to deal with him.
Victory is right in front of you.
Chen Dong is the last opponent.
The Spirit Dragon King smiled and said: "Mr. Chen, congratulations on becoming the head of Feixing Tower. You can be regarded as leaving the Spirit Dragon Palace. I am really proud of you!"
Many people around were surprised, they didn't expect Chen Dong to have this experience.
Chen Dong said lukewarmly: "Fortunately, I didn't die in your hands. I'm really lucky, Chen Dong."
The Spirit Dragon King remained calm: "Young Master Chen, what are you talking about? We are just competing in martial arts. The Lord has said that no one will be killed until the point is reached."
Chen Dong said that in the Qianmen Building, the Spirit Dragon King returned to his hip axis, and they were not on the same channel at all.
Chen Dong knew that the Spirit Dragon King was pretending to be stupid, but it was really meaningless.
He directly raised a three-pronged ghost-head knife.
This sword was borrowed from Lin Peng. He is now the head of Feixing Tower. Of course he must use the Xingyue Sword Technique in front of the world's heroes!
Chen Dong came up with a sword and attacked the Spirit Dragon King.
The Spirit Dragon King took his time, drew a long sword, and fought with the Spirit Dragon Sword Technique.
With the difference in strength between the two, Spirit Dragon King can defeat Chen Dong with one move.
But he didn't do that, and instead fought with Chen Dong decently for a while.
Maybe it was for Marshal Yang, or maybe it was to give him face as the head of Feixing Tower.
But in the end, the Spirit Dragon King still stabbed Chen Dong on the hilt of the sword, causing Chen Dong to take a few steps back with a thud, and barely managed to stand on the edge of the ring without falling.
This is when the Spiritual Dragon King stopped.
He wants to be the leader of the martial arts alliance and command the heroes in the future, so he should not make too many enemies.
The Spirit Dragon King smiled and said: "Master Chen is really good at martial arts."
Chen Dong had nothing to say, knowing that his skills were inferior to others, so he handed over his hand and stepped off the stage.
Seventeen consecutive wins!
The Spirit Dragon King raised his hands to the surroundings again and said: "I accept."
There was silence all around.
No one dares to challenge the Spirit Dragon King anymore.
The heads of the nine sects have all lost, who dares to go on stage without overestimating their abilities?
Hou Jimo smiled and said to Yan Sheng: "It seems that the victory is determined."
Yan Sheng nodded and was about to declare the Spirit Dragon King as the leader of the martial arts alliance when a sound of laughter suddenly came from the sky and the earth.
Then someone said: "It's over so quickly, I haven't even appeared yet!"
This voice was slightly low, and the person could not be seen at all, but it made everyone's ears buzzing, which showed that this person's internal power had reached an extremely terrifying level.
Even Spirit Dragon King and Hou Jimo looked shocked.
Everyone immediately looked around.
"Who is it?"
"Who is speaking?"
But in fact, the most shocked people at the scene were actually two people.
One is Chen Dong, the head of Feixing Tower, and the other is Song Weiguo, captain of the third team of the Holy Guard.
They all heard that the voice was that of a sloppy Taoist!
The expressions on the two men's faces were extremely shocked, and they even suspected that they had heard wrongly.
"Hahahahaha..."
The laughter continued, but from far to near.
This time people could see clearly, a dark figure was running quickly at the foot of the mountain.
He ran so fast that he looked like he was flying.
The key is that it's such a long distance, several miles, but it's like speaking in everyone's ears!
As the black shadow got closer and closer, everyone gradually saw his appearance clearly. He was a sloppy old man wearing a tattered Taoist robe.
Some well-informed people immediately shouted out: "It's a sloppy Taoist!"
People in the world, even if they have never seen a sloppy Taoist with their own eyes, must have heard the name "Sloppy Taoist".
His martial arts skills are unknown, but he is definitely one of the strongest men in the world.
His character is unknown, but everyone says he is both good and evil.
His whereabouts are unpredictable, and no one knows where he usually moves.
Unexpectedly, he also came to the martial arts competition!
"It turns out he is a sloppy Taoist. I wonder how strong he is?"
"Just the Thousand Miles of Sound Transmission he used just now, isn't it a very good skill?"
"It seems that the Spirit Dragon King is in trouble!"
Around the ring, everyone was chattering and seemed very excited.
For most people, watching the excitement is definitely not a big deal. Who wouldn’t be willing to help someone who can compete with the Spirit Dragon King?
Chen Dong in the crowd and Song Weiguo in the Holy Guard were both dumbfounded, dumbfounded and speechless.
The sloppy Taoist was obviously dead, but he was buried underground by their own hands...
Why did you show up again?!
They even doubted whether Lai was a human or a ghost.
The two of them were not standing together, but they looked at the shadow of the sloppy Taoist in unison.
Under the scorching sun, the shadow of the sloppy Taoist was extremely clear, following the sloppy Taoist as he quickly shuttled through the mountain trails.
Not a ghost.
Master is not dead, he is alive again, he emerged from the ground!
Chen Dong and Song Weiguo were both very excited, and their whole bodies began to tremble with excitement.
On the stage, the Spirit Dragon King's eyes were extremely complicated.
He knew that the sloppy Taoist was no less powerful than himself.
He knew it before when he was at Cui's house.
Why is this guy here?
It seems that there will finally be a fierce battle today.
The Spirit Dragon King touched the Xiong Shewan in his arms.
With this thing, you can ensure that you maintain your physical strength to the maximum extent.
There is no problem in getting rid of the sloppy Taoists.
He felt a little more at ease.
And higher up.
Yan Sheng said with great interest: "Is this a sloppy Taoist?"
Hou Jimo nodded and said, "This is the head of the Sloppy Clan, Sloppy Taoist. I met him once in the Cui family."
Yan Sheng said with a smile: "This guy's strength is not low. It looks like there will be something good to watch soon!"
Hou Jimo also smiled and said: "Yes, the most exciting highlight of this martial arts competition is finally coming..."
…
The sloppy Taoist used the seven-star footwork to go from the foot of the mountain to halfway up the mountain, almost in an instant.
He is not dead.
After taking the Tongshen Pill, he indeed lost his vitality, with no pulse or heartbeat.
But one day and one night later, he woke up.
It turned out that he had entered a state of "suspended death" under the influence of "Tongshen Pill".
When he woke up, he had been put into a coffin and buried underground.
——In other words, if we followed the usual rules, we would have to wait a few days and choose a day before burying him.
That way, sloppy Taoists won't have to suffer the pain of being "buried alive."
Unfortunately, Song Weiguo only had one day off, so several apprentices had no choice but to bury him as quickly as possible.
When he woke up, he could even clearly hear a few apprentices arguing above and discussing the matter of "disbanding the Sloppy Sect".
"You bastard, it's too fast..." The sloppy Taoist muttered and cursed.
There is no air underground.
Normal people must break out of the ground, otherwise their lives will be in danger.
But strangely enough, the sloppy Taoist didn't seem to have such troubles.
He doesn't need to breathe at all.
Moreover, there is a large amount of surging energy in the body waiting for him to dissolve and melt...
He didn't have time to crawl out and scold a few apprentices. He must be busy with his own business.
Another day and night passed.
The sloppy Taoist seemed to have been reborn, and then he blasted the entire tomb open with one palm...
Then, he rushed to Xunlong Mountain as quickly as possible!