Unparalleled in the world: the princess is too arrogant

Chapter 274 A False Alarm (2)
"Boom!"

There was a dull sound, like a boulder plopping into the lake water, splashing up the gravel and sand all over the ground, and when he tilted his head, he passed out.

"This……"

Everyone's eyes followed the 'beautiful' arc that Mo Wentian flew upside down, until he hit the ground hard, and they trembled as they watched, and then they turned their gazes in a daze, Falling back onto the ring, onto the black-robed young man in fluttering clothes.

Ling Wushuang shook his hands and put down the front of his robe, slowly retracted his feet, as if nothing had happened, turned and left as if nothing had happened.

"Damn it, this is an instant kill!"

It wasn't until Ling Wushuang had stepped off the ring and disappeared from everyone's sight that everyone suddenly came to their senses, and the overwhelming voices of exclamation and discussion erupted like a flood.

"What's the situation, Mo Wentian howled for a long time, and was kicked away by someone!"

"Am I not mistaken? It's that simple, and it can be solved with just one kick?" Some people couldn't believe what they saw, "Mo Wentian is a ninth-rank peak Tianxuan, and he is also a quasi-sacred rank!"

"What kind of strength is this Jun Ling? I can't see it at all!" More people were puzzled and curious about Ling Wushuang's true strength.

Even the referee was stunned and didn't react for a while.

It is not uncommon for such a one-shot to win in a low-end game, but they are already selected from the top 10 geniuses among tens of thousands of people. They are all very confident, and they are kicked away by someone. up.

This can only explain one thing, not that Mo Wentian is too weak, but that this young man in black robe is too strong!
The referee wandered in the fog for a long time before stepping onto the stage and announcing, "Jun Ling wins this competition and has successfully advanced to the top ten!"

Mu Shiqing in the stands above nodded in satisfaction. Who would be his favorite?At such a young age, Jun Ling had already reached the middle-level saint, and it was not a piece of cake to deal with a ninth-rank Tianxuan.

Sheng Lin took all this into his eyes, nodded thoughtfully and smiled.

There is no suspense in the promotion of the top ten. In the next eight, the draw happened to be Ling Wushuang's bye, so he was promoted directly. The promotion to the top four was also very easy. There was not much suspense. Take it down.

On the five arenas, the competition was exciting. After several rounds of fierce battles, after more than a dozen competitions, the top four were divided.

Unknowingly, it was sunset at the west mountain, and it was already dusk. The lights in the holy palace were dim, like a crystal palace.

In the huge square, in the towering stone frame, the flames lingered, illuminating the dark sky, the dancing flames, crackling softly amidst the lively applause, and the shining stars in the sky, echo each other.

The next semi-finals, as well as the final final, were scheduled for the evening.

"The semi-finals will be held soon, the rewards for the top three, everyone will be excited!" Some people were just thinking about it, and their saliva was about to drip.

Everyone was filled with emotion, "I'm afraid that only the holy hall can take out such treasures casually, but the most exciting thing is the god's source stone, which is a must-have item for promotion to the god rank!"

"A peak god!"

Although everyone knows that it is almost impossible for them to reach the god level, and even the holy level is very difficult, but they still cannot suppress everyone's desire and fanatical pursuit.

"Three holy-rank pills, holy energy stones, and even god-source stones. These are all priceless treasures, but unfortunately only the top three have them!" The speaker thought for a while, Then he said: "However, being able to enter the White Pagoda and practice for a month is beyond the reach of ordinary people!"

Under the star-studded sky, the huge square was crowded with people. Everyone was whispering to each other, discussing the wonderful competition of this day, and they were full of anticipation for the next competition.

"Then what realm is Jun Ling!"

"I don't know, he won a few competitions with ease, and he didn't even mobilize his profound strength!"

"However, the remaining few are very difficult to deal with!"

"That's right, the people who participated in the Holy City Conference this year are much more powerful than those in the past!"

Everyone expressed their guesses one after another, and Ling Wushuang received the most attention from everyone because of the clean and neat methods in the previous competitions.

In the semi-finals, two competitions and two arenas were held at the same time.

Ling Wushuang stood at the side of a ring, his eyes glanced across the crowd, his red lips raised slightly, "Li Mou, Feng Jie!"

These two people have undoubtedly reached the holy rank, and Feng Jie is even a sixth-rank saint.

Ling Wushuang's current strength is already at the level of demigods. As saints, as long as they don't use special methods to cover up their strength, it can't be easier to see through their strength at a glance.

However, when Ling Wushuang locked his consciousness on the remaining person, there was a soft buzzing in his head. The sound was like a violin string being plucked fiercely. He was blocked back without a trace by a force.

Ling Wushuang raised his eyebrows in surprise, and when he looked at the past, the man also turned his head around, a pair of amber eyes were facing Ling Wushuang's penetrating clear eyes without any scruples, and there was nothing but indifference in them.

The two gazes collided, and there was a faint flash of fire in the air. Then they both looked away as if nothing had happened, looked at the ring, and waited for the result of the lottery.

"Xin Yun..." Ling Wushuang curled his lips towards him.

It was actually discovered, this person is a bit interesting.

The referee looked at the result of the lottery in his hand, looked around with a smile, and then stroked his beard, which had few hairs at all, and announced loudly with a smile: "In the first match, Jun Ling vs. Feng Jie, in the second match, Xin Yun To Li Mou!"

Under the two arenas, there were many people and discussions.

Xin Yun, who has passed five levels and killed six generals, with his excellent strength, and Ling Wushuang, who has directly advanced to the top [-] and whose strength is mysterious and unpredictable up to now, are evenly matched in the number of followers!
The first competition, Jun Ling vs. Feng Jie!

Both sides of the competition also quickly took their positions. Ling Wushuang's eyes followed the ring and looked at the opposite person.

Feng Jie, dressed in a flamboyant red robe, although her appearance is very ordinary, her noble aura is different from ordinary people.

While Ling Wushuang was sizing him up, he was also sizing up the black-robed boy on the opposite side. His eyes glanced up and down, and finally he couldn't help chuckling, "Jun Ling? I really can't see how far you have come!"

He had paid attention to Jun Ling's previous games, and his methods were extremely straightforward. It can even be said that he won with one move without leaving the water.

Ling Wushuang wrapped her fingertips around her chest, nodded her arms thoughtfully, "Feng Jie..."

(End of this chapter)