God-level wish system dominates the whole field

Chapter 1533 Final Battle
The two people here were talking, when suddenly there was an explosion in the martial arts arena, Yang Ling swept it with his eyes, but was slightly taken aback.

"Is that a barren tooth? He actually lost?"

On the central arena, Huang Ya clutched his chest and looked at the woman in front of him in disbelief, who was already lying on the ground behind him.

Huang Ya's opponent is a beautiful woman in palace attire, who is Shi Yanran, known as the Pearl of the Empire!
"She is only a late-stage congenital, so how can she win against Huang Ya?"

Yang Ling wrinkled slightly, and looked at the phantom of a human figure beside the woman. Under his eyes, he found that the phantom was composed of countless auras.

Shi Yanran's sudden eruption seemed to be due to this spirit body.

"Could it be that this spirit body is the state of the soul of the strong man mentioned on the Jade Slip?"

There was a faint guess in his heart, but after he wanted to take a closer look, he suddenly sensed something, and his whole body was shocked again!
"Love Tribulation!"

"how so!"

Yang Ling sensed a strong aura of love from Shi Yanran's body, and its intensity was comparable to that of Mu Liuguang!
But the difference is that this aura of love and calamity seems real and illusory. It gives Yang Ling the feeling that it may erupt suddenly or dissipate for no reason. It is not as clear as Twilight and Nangong Ruo'er.

Seeing Yang Ling's shocked expression, Miao Yi asked curiously, "My lord, what happened?"

"Nothing, just met an acquaintance."

Yang Ling sighed lightly and shook his head, Shi Yanran's love affair was not obvious, or hadn't erupted yet.

As for when it will erupt and how it will erupt, he doesn't know, and he can't control it now.

At present, the top priority is still Twilight's love robbery, that is the woman who will drag him to hell with him!

"Let's go, let's go back."

After Yang Ling said that, he walked towards the martial arts arena, Miao Yi hurriedly followed after seeing this.

The opponents in the next two rounds directly abstained because they were afraid of the majesty of the fire elf queen.

Miaoyi was summoned by the Empress of the Empire, and originally wanted to take Yang Ling with her, but Yang Ling didn't go, neither did Yun Xialei, and in the end, she brought Yinyin to meet the Empress.

When she came back, Miao Yi was full of joy. She originally inherited the title of Viscount of the family, which was considered low among the nobles, but this time she was directly named a Marquis, not to mention how excited she was.

After a day's battle, Yang Ling discovered that the Tianyi Empire's class hierarchy was too clear, nobles could kill commoners in the competition, but commoners could not kill nobles.

In addition, in the competition between nobles, even if the higher rank is killed, the lower rank is at most a feud, which does not violate the laws of the empire.

At the end of the day, hundreds of people died in this martial arts arena. If he had to say it, Yang Ling felt that it was more appropriate to describe it as the Colosseum.

So savage.

It was approaching dusk at this moment, and the next round was the final round of competition today, the grand finale in the No. [-] ring.

One side of the battle is Su Qianmo, and the other side is the Seventh Prince of the Emperor!

All the eyes of the audience were focused on the No. [-] ring. On the ring, a handsome young man in a golden robe stood proudly. Behind him were two phantoms of strong men floating.

Su Qianmo was obviously a little weak, with nervousness in his eyes, while Yang Ling looked at the Seventh Prince calmly.

The phantoms of the two strong men behind the Seventh Prince are different from Shi Yanran's. They are well-defined, and they are all men at first glance, but their facial features are relatively blurred.

It can also be clearly sensed in the realm, which is the first level of the innate peak.

Compared with the spirit bodies of the two strong men, the strength of the Seventh Prince is far behind, but he is only in the mid-innate stage, even worse than Shi Yanran.

Yang Ling couldn't help lamenting the means of the imperial family. It was tantamount to creating a master out of thin air. If the founding emperor of the country hadn't been abolished by the sudden resentment of the immortal, and let him continue to summon and produce like this, God knows how many such masters there would be. master.

I'm afraid that the Tian clan can really rule the world.

After a while of silence, the Seventh Prince smiled lightly and said, "Su Qianmo, I heard that you were promoted to Marquis by your mother. With your strength, your future will be limitless."

"I wonder if you would like to be my princess?"

As soon as this statement came out, the audience was in an uproar. It was a big event, and the Seventh Prince actually wanted to accept a concubine in public!

Many girls looked at Su Qianmo with envious eyes. This is the princess and concubine. It can be said that she has reached the sky in one step. Maybe she will become a queen in the future!

The people watching the live broadcast became excited one by one, there is a bloody drama to watch!
Su Qianmo blushed when she heard the words, and after instinctively looking at Yang Ling in front of her, she gritted her teeth and said, "Qianmo thanked the prince for his kindness, but now I just want to restore my ancestor's career, please forgive Qianmo for not agreeing."

The audience was in an uproar again, Su Qianmo is so awesome, she refused directly, don't you want to mess around in the future?

"is it?"

The Seventh Prince smiled and said: "It seems that your heart belongs to you."

"How about this, Qianmo, if you can win against me, just ignore what I said just now, and it won't have any impact on your future development."

"But if you lose, how about marrying me?"

"This……"

Su Qianmo smiled wryly. Although she was already a marquis, if the Seventh Prince only said a word, her life would still be difficult in the future.

I seem to have no choice...

Almost instinctively, she gently tugged at Yang Ling's sleeve, obviously to let him decide.

This little action made the Seventh Prince frown slightly, but Yang Ling said with a faint smile: "Seventh Prince, there is a saying in our human race that a twisted melon is not sweet. Since Qian Mo is not willing, why do you force him?"

The Seventh Prince smiled lightly and said: "The human race is the human race, and the heavenly race is the heavenly race. My family wants to believe in the supremacy of the strong. The winner has everything, and the loser has nothing."

"Qingfeng, I think you should be very clear with your wisdom. You have to agree to this bet, and you have to agree to it if you don't agree."

Su Qianmo smiled wryly, while Yang Ling said calmly: "Since the prince said so, then let's do this."

"However, let me uglify you first. If you move your hands, or if there is any damage to the two behind you, don't blame me."

The Seventh Prince laughed loudly when he heard the words: "Speak out of your mouth."

"I'll let you see today, the strength of my Tianyi imperial family!"

After saying that, with a little fingertip, the spirits of the two strong men cast the spell at the same time, and two icicles blasted out from their bodies, shooting towards Yang Ling!

"They're all ice attributes?"

Seeing this, Yang Ling nodded secretly. The two spirit bodies were worthy of the name of the strong before they were alive. Even if they were only souls, they could easily perform ice-type Taoism by relying on their fighting instincts.

He tapped the imperial spirit bag on his waist, silver light and fire light shot out instantly, and Miaoyi and Yinyin appeared!
(End of this chapter)