The strongest starting system

Chapter 903
In the center of the huge storm, circles of battle ripples spread out. People outside could hear the loud noise, but they couldn't see the scene of the battle clearly.

Many people secretly thought it was a pity. Among other things, the gimmick of the battle for the title of Holy Son was enough to make people blush and fight for their lives.

The violent battle lasted for half an hour, and the wind that surrounded the entire battle area gradually weakened.

Yellow sand filled the air, smoke and dust rose everywhere, and finally a figure slowly walked out from the center of the storm.

It was white night!

At this time, his clothes were almost tattered, his face became disheveled, and his black hair was scattered.

But after going through a tough battle, he was the first to walk out.

Bai Ye's fans immediately cheered.

"Bai Ye is the most handsome, and Bai Ye is the strongest! Let us shout the name of the Holy Son together."

"I knew our family would win every night, and it really didn't disappoint us."

"But having said that, that Wu Shuang's strength is quite good. He can actually make our new son so embarrassed. He is also a master."

"..."

Bai Ye's figure stopped, he slowly scanned his surroundings, and then a wry smile appeared on his face.

Immediately someone noticed something was wrong.

"Hey... what kind of monster is this guy, he's too strong..."

After saying this sentence, Bai Ye could no longer resist the deep tiredness welling up from the depths of his heart, the soles of his feet went limp, and he fell to the ground.

The audience was silent.

Didn't they agree to come out again with the attitude of the king coming? How could there be such a change.

The raging storm gradually dissipated, revealing a looming figure in the center.

The supporters of the peripheral Bai Ye suddenly had a bad idea.

It was Zhao Wushuang who came out of the residual storm. Although his black clothes were damaged, they were still intact, and his face was as usual, and his steps were steady when walking.

He stopped when he approached Bai Ye, and then made an astonishing move.

He actually helped Bai Ye up from the ground, and then slowly walked out of the battle area.

Bai Ye looked at him in astonishment, as if he didn't understand why Zhao Wushuang did this.

"Don't look at me like that, we are rivals in the arena, but we are not in the arena anymore." Zhao Wushuang said with a smile.

Bai Ye couldn't help laughing, he suddenly found that this guy was not annoying.

Zhao Wushuang helped him to the front of the recording officer.

The recording officer was a little absent-minded. After all, in his impression, Bai Ye was invincible for the rest of the time except for being tied with the saint.

Today, he actually lost to an unknown person, which more or less subverted everyone's imagination.

"He's the winner."

Bai Ye was the first to speak, and he turned to Zhao Wushuang and said, "The final match is coming up, you should hurry up and recover your strength, Ling Qing is definitely not easy to deal with."

Zhao Wushuang nodded, as long as he passes the last level, he can successfully get the reward.

In the battle field some distance away, Ling Qingjue also ended the battle, and of course she was the winner.

She turned her head to look this way, just in time to meet Zhao Wushuang's eyes from afar.

There were no sparks or collisions, and Ling Qingjue's eyes were full of scrutiny.

Because she had long recognized that Zhao Wushuang was the one who asked her if she could borrow the cheat book in the Martial Arts Pavilion that day.

At that time, she thought that Zhao Wushuang was just looking for an excuse to strike up a conversation, but she didn't expect Zhao Wushuang's hidden strength to be so strong.

Ling Qingjue walked slowly to the area where Zhao Wushuang was, and the atmosphere suddenly became tense.

Because the two opponents in the final are about to meet.

In the stands, the eyes of the high-ranking elders all focused on these two people.

"Who do you think has a better chance of winning between these two?" an elder asked.

"If it was this morning, I would have said it was clear, but now it's not necessarily true. Even Bai Ye was defeated by this kid. God knows where he came from. Such a talent and strength are really amazing. "

"I'm also not sure what cards this kid has, but Qing Jue is not a vegetarian, the Holy Master has taught her everything, if nothing else happens, the Holy Master has already passed on that technique to Qing Jue. "

"Really?"

"I'm just guessing. Let's wait and see the good show."

Lin Qiuyun, Jin Wudi, Heilong and others did not participate in the discussion.

For the two of them, Zhao Wushuang's ability to reach this point was already an act against the heavens, and they didn't care what the final result would be.

Heilong didn't say a word, and no one could see what he was thinking.

Below, the emotions of the onlookers have been mobilized.

Many people were shouting the name of the saint, and waves of cheers passed through the sea of ​​people one after another, and went straight to the sky, forming a warm atmosphere.

Compared to the hustle and bustle outside, Zhao Wushuang and Ling Qingjue, who were in the central area, seemed relatively calm.

"Your strength is very good." Ling Qingjue gave a comment.

Zhao Wushuang replied with a smile: "My little skill is not enough in front of the saint."

What Zhao Wushuang said was the truth, because he also couldn't see through the saint who was as beautiful as a fairy and as strong as a monster in front of him.When he was testing the secrets of the heavens, there was a faint hazy mist that blocked the aura on Ling Qingjue's body.

Zhao Wushuang had a strong feeling that Ling Qing must not belong to this plane.

But that's just speculation.

He is already ready for a battle with Ling Qingjue. In any case, it is good to test the opponent's strength.

Ling Qingjue stood where she was, her white skirt fluttering, and a few strands of black hair were blown by the wind, brushing across her astonishing face.

Her expression was as calm as water, but a group of disciples outside the venue were as enthusiastic as fire.

"Saint, ah ah ah ah."

"Saint, look at me, look at my muscles, how strong and tight they are, which can give you enough sense of security."

"My gosh, this is too beautiful, no, I can't breathe."

A group of male disciples shouted one after another, their eyes were very excited, they were the ardent fans of the saint.

Zhao Wushuang turned his head and found that a group of male disciples who had cheered for him before turned their heads to cheer for Ling Qingjue.

Even Fatty was not surprised, this guy simply threw away the sign in his hand, waved his hands, and danced very vigorously.

What a bunch of beasts, they are ungrateful guys!
Ling Qing absolutely ignored the cheers, she took a deep look at Zhao Wushuang, and then said: "I abstain from this competition, and you will take the seat of the Holy Son."

Ling Qingjue's words temporarily silenced the cheers, and everyone stared at her in disbelief.

After all, Ling Qingjue has taken the position of Holy Maiden. If she wins the vacant position of Holy Son, she will become the undisputed No. 1 Holy Land, and it may become a certainty that she will be in charge of Qinglian Holy Land in the future.

At such a critical moment, she actually chose to give up.

Many people couldn't figure out what Ling Qingjue was thinking.

(End of this chapter)