Beast God of War

Chapter 1291 Victory wins, blows up the audience
The audience was silent, only heavy breathing remained.

The next moment, Sikong Jing said in a calm and forceful voice: "Xu He, you have lost."

Xu He's gaze was fixed on the spot, and after staring blankly at Sikong Jing for a while, he asked hoarsely, "Are you really not a combat body?"

Sikong Jing frowned, and finally replied: "You can also think that I have exploded with combat strength."

He didn't want to explain too much, lest another strong man, like Yin Henzi, would like to dig out his spiritual platform and sea of ​​consciousness.

He has a beast's heart and a beast's body, so he should be regarded as a battle body.

The corners of his mouth twitched crazily, Xu He still couldn't figure out whether Sikong Jing was a combat body, but he was hurt in the end, even if the opponent really broke out with the combat body power, he was defeated.

And it was defeated by crossing two great realms, so it's strange not to be hit.

Finally clasped his fists together, Xu He turned around and stepped out of the battle mask. For some reason, he didn't regard Sikong Jing, the so-called disciple of the No-Nian Sacred Sect, as his mortal enemy, and he even felt a little bit of admiration in his heart.

With Xu He's exit... Shua!

Lanhu Holy Church's strongest disciple who came to Wanbing City this time, suddenly flashed into the mask.

Immediately, Si Kongling, who was about to shout out, suddenly tensed up again, and the hearts of everyone in the audience tensed up again. The second top talent battle was about to begin.

Sure enough, the genius of Lanhu Holy Church said: "Brother Sikong, my name is Landong, and I want to challenge you."

"After you adjust your breath for half a quarter of an hour, shall we fight again?"

As I said just now, when Sikong Jing caught Bixian's palm and gained the upper hand, he had already aroused the fighting spirit of all the geniuses.

But now that he has defeated Xu He, the geniuses of all the great powers are bursting with fighting spirit.

In this way, Lan Dong, the strongest disciple of Lanhu Temple, is not one step ahead, and I am afraid that someone else will end up challenging him.

However, Sikong Jing slowly held the knife and said, "Brother Lan, I don't need to adjust my breath, let's fight!"

As soon as this remark came out, the audience was in an uproar. He didn't need to adjust his breath to recover after playing for so long. Was it because Sikong was arrogant or confident, or did he really not have any breath instability?
A cold light flashed in Lan Dong's eyes, he was a little upset, but he still said after all: "Then I won't be polite, let's fight!"

The two shot at the same time, fighting!

Outside the venue, the complexions of the four venerables had changed a long time ago. When Xu He was defeated by the cold hole venerable, he became ugly as if he had eaten shit, while the mieqing venerable couldn't stop smiling.

Although it seems that Sikong Buwang is really not a combat body, it is good if he wins, and if he wins, he will regain his previous face.

The other two Venerables looked serious.

Especially the venerable of the Lanhu Temple, now that Lan Dong is fighting with Sikong Buwang, how could he not be nervous?

As for Mieqing's old friend Venerable, her disciples will definitely challenge her later.

In the blink of an eye, a quarter of an hour passed...

The venerables of the Lanhu Temple also looked very ugly, because their Landong also lost.

Fifteen and a half minutes later, Sikong Jing defeated the strongest disciple of the faction belonging to Venerable Mieqing's old friend again, and two quarters of an hour later, he defeated the strongest disciple of another big faction...

Sikong Jing fought more and more bravely, winning consecutive battles and blowing up the audience!
At this moment, Sikong Jing stood alone in the center of the battle mask holding a knife, like an invincible general.

The eyes of all the geniuses in the audience were red, and they were paying attention.

All the geniuses in the audience are not jealous or angry, they just feel powerless and crazy in their hearts. The powerlessness is that Sikong Buwang in their eyes is too strong, and there is no possibility of defeating the strong one.

The madness in his heart is: he must challenge him, and he must practice crazily.

Sikong Jing's terrifying fighting power has made countless people excited. In any case, he has proved that the martial arts realm can be so strong that people look up to it. Martial arts realm sometimes does not mean everything.

In short, there is a stark contrast between Sikong Jing at this time and the situation of the Bixian girls just now.

Bixian and the others are defeated, but Sikong Jing is victorious...

The former is ridiculed by countless people after losing, and the latter is looked up to by countless people after winning. This is a world of difference.

"Brother, mighty..."

Just at this moment, a crisp voice sounded, and it was Sikong Ling.

However, she was a little carried away under the excitement, and after she realized it, she quickly shouted: "Brother Sikong, mighty!"

Saying that, Si Kongling trotted into the battle mask.

At this time, Sikong Jing also greeted Sikong Ling with a smile, and then he asked with some concern: "Ling'er, Bixian and the others didn't touch you, did they?"

He was so engrossed in the fight just now, and he was also devoted to the battle just now, that he forgot that there was a threat behind his sister.

Although Lan Dong promised to take care of his younger sister, it seemed that everyone in the audience was also very engrossed.

Upon hearing this, Si Kongling quickly shook her head and replied, "No, Bixian and the others have already left."

As soon as these words came out, Sikong Jing was stunned, and then smiled again.

Obviously, after seeing their continuous victories, Bixian and other women could not stay any longer, and they left quietly while no one was paying attention, fearing that they would be severely ridiculed again.

Thinking of this, Sikong Jing said: "Since Bixian is gone, Venerable Mieqing can't find fault with you, so let's go too."

Regarding this, Si Kongling certainly nodded heavily.

Then Sikong Jing took his younger sister and slowly stepped off the battle mask.

Then he bid farewell to Lan Dong, Xu He and others and left. As for the Ice King Sect who hosted the banquet, their disciples were of course also present, but to the disciples of the big forces, they were just transparent.

As for the elderly and strong, because this banquet is an exchange of young people, they will not show up even if they are present.

So, Sikong Jing brothers and sisters said goodbye and walked out of the venue...

Watching their leaving backs, the strongest disciples of several major forces slowly gathered together.

Xu He said in a low voice: "It seems that we have another terrifying opponent in Beiminghan Mountain. I really can't figure it out. How could the Wunian Sect produce such a strong man? That's too overbearing. gone."

Others nodded heavily, they also thought it was so weird.

"The most important thing is, is he a battle body?" Someone asked again.

Of course, no one came up with an answer to this question, but Lan Dong said: "I think he has a combat body, and I'm afraid it's at least an eighth-rank combat body, a terrifying combat body power that won't float on the surface."

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, feeling that this possibility was extremely high.

Although all the members of the Wunian Sect have left, the banquet will continue.

Because there are still some sects that have not arrived, and it is also very important to discuss how to deal with Sikong Buwang.

the most important is……

Will there be a genius in the Thousand Kings Holy Building?

If there is, and Sikong Buwang, then this trip to Wanbing City will be even more exciting.

……

Just when the Sikongjing brothers and sisters had just walked out of the banquet hall...

The faces of Bixian and other girls, who were one step ahead, were ashen.

They hadn't walked out of the Ice King's round building yet, when someone began to ask, "Senior Sister Bixian, what should we do?"

(End of this chapter)