Daddy's God Restaurant

Chapter 611 Holy Son, Karmic Fire Comes!
"Father?!"

Xue Xuehe got up from the ground in doubt, and looked at the Lord of the Blood Cave in bewilderment.

The Lord of the Blood Cave shook his head slightly, and said: "The specific details will be discussed after the battle of Tianjiao. From now on, you don't have any contact or interaction with that little girl. Don't provoke her."

"This……"

Xue Xuehe's heart trembled, he knew exactly what kind of person his father was.

It can make him afraid, and the reason behind it must be extremely complicated and powerful!

Thinking of this, he felt a slight chill in his heart when he saw the innocent little girl on stage again.

Not to mention that his father didn't let him touch this little loli.

After he himself experienced the original fear just now, he no longer wanted to be close to this little girl.

That kind of boundless fear left him with a deep psychological shadow!

While he was also being carried to the waiting area to recover from his injuries.

The white-robed man came out again, but this time, his face was completely pale. After all, the next match was Lin Xiaoxiao's battle against Shengzi Yang Xuangan!
The plan that was originally planned to be exhausted by the children of the three great secret realms, due to various factors, finally completely collapsed!

This little loli's luck is simply against the sky!
No matter how you calculate, it's useless!

This made him feel a deep sense of powerlessness.

He became more and more suspicious of his way of practice.

After these three games, the gloom in Xuanyang Saint's eyes became more and more intense.

"It's really good luck... Could it be that this is the legendary son of luck!?"

He muttered, shaking his head slightly again.

In the three games, the young master Xuanzhongshan was punched down, and Qing Fengyang, who was the most hopeful to consume the opponent, gave up the game directly, and the young master of the blood cave was too scared to move for some inexplicable reason.

Putting it all together, this little girl punched twice!

Can consume a fart! ! !

"Holy Master, next..."

The man in white robe asked Saint Xuanyang.

Saint Xuanyang sighed.

The Battle of Tianjiao is a grand event in the entire Ming Sanctuary, and most of the citizens in the Ming Sanctuary are watching.

Even nearby sanctuaries are broadcasting.

Originally, this competition system was already full of conspiracy.

If you have reached this point, you should deny it first.

The face of the holy court is really going to be swept away!

"Squeaky..."

Since that incident, I don't know how many billions of years, I have not been forced into this situation.

This made Saint Xuanyang feel a little annoyed.

However, reason still made him nod slightly: "Continue the game."

So far, I can only believe in the strength of the Holy Son...

"In this game, Lin Xiaoxiao wins..."

The man in the white robe announced the result of the match numbly.

"The last match, Lin Xiaoxiao, duel, Yang Xuangan!"

With this sound, everyone's breathing became tighter.

This battle is to determine the champion of this year's Tianjiao Battle!

The champion of the battle of Tianjiao is an extremely rare topic of conversation for everyone in Ming Sanctuary.

After all, the battle of Tianjiao is sometimes held only once in millions of years.

A champion may be praised for millions of years, tens of millions of years!
What a long time! ?

Even a practitioner of the black hole level has already turned into a cup of soil!

"Dada..."

Yang Xuangan floated onto the ring with a piece of Xuanyang-pattern practice clothes, and said calmly:

"You have played these three games, and I will not take advantage of you. I will only make a move when you want to start."

Saying this is not because he is arrogant.

It's just because Lin Xiaoxiao has no consumption at all.

Saying this sentence can not only maintain his image in the hearts of the people in the Ming Sanctuary, but also appear grand and face-saving, so why not do it.

"It's okay, it didn't even count as a warm-up just now. No need to rest!"

Lin Xiaoxiao said very seriously: "Let's start directly!"

"Huh..."

The people in the Ming Sanctuary who were originally moved by the Son's considerate words couldn't help but sneer at the sight of this little loli being so arrogant.

"Really think that I can compete with the holy son of the Holy Court!?"

"Oh, I think it's the end of the battle!"

"..."

During this period of time, many viewers who supported Lin Xiaoxiao, who were fans of Xiaoxiaoquan, were also not to be outdone, and quickly turned back.

"Isn't luck a part of strength!?"

"You guys are sour! A group of keyboard warriors who have no sense of existence in reality come to the Internet to scold them!"

"Xiaoxiao will definitely win the championship!"

"..."

The two sides quarreled endlessly, but Yang Xuangan on the stage felt a little surprised.

Because, he could clearly feel that the little girl opposite said this sentence completely out of her heart, without any other thoughts.

"Ah……"

He sneered, no matter whether the other party is really so innocent or not, he must win the championship of the battle of Tianjiao!

The current him, standing here, represents the Holy Court, represents the face of the Xuanyang saint!
Represents the future of the Holy Court! ! !
Thinking of this, his eyes also became resolute, and with a roar, the Xuanyang patterns on the practice clothes were all ablaze!

"Rumble..."

Endless fiery power emanated from the original black hole in his body!

In those hot energy tides, there is a trace of creativity!
"Since this is the case, let me show you, what, is the real holy son of the Holy Court!"

His voice is incomparably magnificent, and his whole body is glazed.

Round after round of flames rose from under his feet.

Four rings of fire enveloped his body inside, making him look like the Vulcan came to the world!
"It turned out to be the fourth layer of Xuanyang..."

"It's terrible. In just two days, not only has my own cultivation reached the black hole level, but even the secret method of cultivation has crossed a level!"

"Xuanyang must have put a lot of effort into it and paid a huge price!"

"Ha ha……"

All the saints were discussing in one go.

Yang Xuangan, this holy son, is really too dazzling!

It can even be said that any previous saint son can be hanged!
Hearing these praises, the gloom in Xuanyang Saint's eyes eased a little, and a proud smile rose from the corner of his mouth.

"The fire of karma is coming!!!"

Yang Xuangan yelled angrily, and the four rings of fire suddenly shrank, condensing into a terrifying black flame, which attached to his fist.

"boom!"

The next moment, he jumped out suddenly, so fast that he left endless afterimages in the air!
"Since you are proud of your strength, I will destroy your self-confidence in this regard!!!"

He roared angrily, extremely confident.

His own level is no lower than Lin Xiaoxiao's, and Lin Xiaoxiao doesn't know any secret fighting methods at all.

The power of his karmic fire is attached to his fist, and the power of his punch is at least dozens of times that of an ordinary strongman of the same level!
With this punch, among the same rank, he didn't believe that anyone could follow it! ! !

(End of this chapter)