She Shocks The Whole World After Retirement

   Chapter 991 The scourge of Sheng Xiao!

  Director Murong herself had not recovered from the shock brought by the Black Sky Dragon to her, her mind was dazed, so she couldn't hear what Murong Su was shouting at all.

   Just when Black Qingtianlong grabbed Murong Su's head in his giant mouth and was about to bite it off, Sheng Xiao finally said quietly, "Heiqing, don't be naughty."

Hei Qing turned into Chao Sheng Xiao and flew over, it wrapped around Sheng Xiao's body, rubbed Sheng Xiao's forehead with its dragon horn, and flew over Sheng Xiao's head, grimacingly wrapped around its too large dragon tail. The giant dragon hovered in the sky, and raised its head again, making a dragon roar that shook the sky.

   This dragon roar made the black devil beside Murong Su tremble.

  In the end, the black devil Jiao squatted on the ground cowardly, showing a gesture of surrender to Hei Qingtianlong.

   Seeing this, the entire finals scene became silent.

  Black Sky Dragon put the dragon's head on Sheng Xiao's shoulder, looking very well-behaved, where is the naughty look from before. Sheng Xiao gently caressed the hard skin between Hei Qing's eyebrows, he stared at the soft black dragon on the ground, and said to Murong Su, "Fellow Daoist Murong Su, my animal form is that of the ancient divine beast Hei Qing Tianlong, Your beast-like Black Devil Flood Dragon has a lot of origins, if you really want to study it carefully, it is probably the relationship between the master and the slave."

   After he finished speaking, he curled his lips slightly and said jokingly, "Friend Murong Su, you have to be careful."

Murong Su tried her best to suppress the fear in her bloodline energy, she stood up tremblingly, and said to Sheng Xiao with gritted teeth, "I lose this battle!" Her bloodline energy was suppressed to the extreme by Sheng Xiao. Xiao, she can't even activate her spiritual power, so what kind of battle is she fighting!

   At this time, Director Murong also came back to his senses.

   Seeing that Murong Su was defeated without a fight, she did not reprimand Murong Su, but just waved her hand and allowed Murong Su to step down. Murong Su's legs were weak, and when she stepped down, she was helped by her classmates.

   The referee looked at Sheng Xiao in awe, and shouted: "The 206th Elite Challenge, the challenger Sheng Xiao wins!"

   Seeing that Sheng Xiao had successfully cleared the level so easily, the loose cultivators who had worked so hard to clear the level after a fierce battle, looked at Sheng Xiao with envy in their eyes.

It is said that success is one percent talent plus ninety-nine percent perspiration.

   But in the realm of self-cultivation, it is the other way around.

   In the realm of self-cultivation, talent is far more important than sweat.

  Look, Sheng Xiao was able to awaken the Black Sky Dragon beast state, and he had already trampled 99% of the beast masters under his feet.

   Ye Qingyang, Zhan Wuya, Jing Jiaren, and the others also frowned and stared at Sheng Xiao, and thought flashed in their eyes.

   After seeing Sheng Xiao summoned the Black Sky Dragon, the thoughts of the several of them invariably returned to the doomsday battlefield four years ago. When competing for the list of the thousand grandmasters, there was a contestant who had awakened the small world of Black Qingtianlong. With his own strength, he successfully killed three grandmasters, and with a tyrannical and decisive attitude, he successfully entered the thousand grandmasters. Number one thousand.

   If he hadn't been too seriously injured and forced to withdraw from the battle, perhaps he would have ascended to a higher position.

   Could this young man named Sheng Xiao be the young man in the doomsday battlefield?

   Ye Qingyang asked Yu Huang: "Four years ago, did Sheng Xiao participate in the Doomsday Battlefield?"

   Hearing this, Yu Huang glanced back at her left arm and said, "Four years ago, we all participated in the Doomsday Battlefield."

"It's really him." Ye Qingyang looked at the tall figure on the challenge stage No. 1, and he praised Sheng Xiao in a rare way: "Your man is bloody." Ye Qingyang couldn't remember Sheng Xiao's name. , but remembered Sheng Xiao's resolute figure who fought with blood and never gave up when facing the three despicable masters who joined forces to deal with him.

   Successfully passed the challenge, and Sheng Xiao had to defeat one of the hundred scattered cultivators in order to get the right to participate in the finals, and to be eligible to be admitted to the college of animal control masters.

   At this time, only 99 scattered cultivators were sitting side by side in the first row of the No. 2 stand, and the other person was Ye Qingyang, who was still sitting lazily on the high platform.

   Seeing Sheng Xiao walking towards the 99 loose cultivators, Ye Qingyang also stood up from the railing and made a gesture to go down.

   When Yu Huang saw him stand up, she couldn't help reminding Ye Qingyang: "Your body is being roasted by the core of the undead, and your body is very weak."

   Ye Qingyang pouted and said, "Then you just happened to reveal this news to him and let him challenge me, and he will definitely pass the level easily."

  Yuhuang snorted coldly and ignored him.

Seeing that Ye Qingyang also got up and walked down the railing at the top of the stand, he went straight to Sheng Xiao, and stood with the 99 scattered repairers. Many people rubbed their hands together excitedly, and they could see They had a fight.

   Sheng Xiao glanced over the hundreds of loose cultivators, including Ye Qingyang, and he walked in front of Ye Qingyang first.

   Ye Qingyang subconsciously held the bone sword and said, "What? You want to challenge me?"

   Sheng Xiao said, "I wonder if fellow Daoist Ye Qingyang can remember that four years ago, you and I had a relationship on the battlefield of doomsday?"

   Ye Qingyang nodded and said, "Remember, you are quite capable. You can be alone on the list of thousand masters, even if it is the last one, it's not bad."

   Seeing Ye Qingyang still remembering himself, Sheng Xiao felt warm in his heart. He put the palm of his right hand on his chest, bent down towards Ye Qingyang, and thanked him solemnly: "Thank you, fellow Daoist Ye Qingyang, for your help back then."

   Sheng Xiao would never forget that when he was attacked by the three masters, the contestants on the entire battlefield showed an indifferent attitude. Only Ye Qingyang, the most vicious and vicious person in the crowd, flew down from the top of the central tower and said a few words of justice for him.

   For Ye Qingyang, it was just a casual act of helping him in the face of injustice. But to Sheng Xiao, it was the only kindness that the Great World had sent him.

  This kindness, he kept in mind.

   Staring at Sheng Xiao who was bending over to thank him, the sneering sneer on Ye Qingyang's mouth suddenly froze.

   He has been for many, many years, and he has never heard anyone say 'thank you' to him. After all, he is a ghost cultivator that everyone respects and keeps away from him. If he is close to him, he is afraid of getting bad luck. Who would be grateful to him?

   Ye Qingyang is used to being slandered and feared, but not used to being appreciated.

   He touched his nose, curled his lips and said, "I'm not a good person, I can't bear your gratitude."

  Sheng Xiao smiled.

   He stopped talking nonsense with Ye Qingyang, and turned to look at the other 99 contestants. He said, "Everyone, Sheng Xiao must have the right to participate in the finals, and he can only be offended." After that, he passed in front of the 99 people. In the end, he stopped at the foot of the 99 people, the one with the weakest spiritual power fluctuations. In front of that loose cultivator.

   It was an uncle with a height of 1.7 meters and strong muscles.

Seeing that Sheng Xiao selected himself, the man closed his eyes and sighed. He said, "I am the weakest among the hundred monks, and also the oldest. I am 48 years old this year." After speaking, he took the initiative to take it off. With the finals pass on his shoulders, he handed it to Sheng Xiao.

   Sheng Xiao was stunned and did not reach out to pick it up.

The uncle shoved the pass into Sheng Xiao's arms, he said, "Don't be embarrassed, and don't feel guilty. I can't beat you, it's a fact." The uncle smiled at Sheng Xiao calmly, he said, "My name is Xiao Gang, let's be It's to make friends."

   After finishing speaking, the uncle raised his arm and patted Sheng Xiao on the shoulder, then left the arena gracefully.

This Sheng Xiao dared to challenge Director Murong, and he could suppress Murong Su, who was in the middle stage of the master, just by his blood pressure. The uncle knew that he was no match for Sheng Xiao at all. Xiao.

   is like making friends.

  Sheng Xiao held the cheap pass card, turned around and clasped his fist at Xiao Gang, a loose cultivator, and said, "Thank you Brother Xiao for making it happen. Sheng Xiao has written down this kindness."

   That Xiao Gang waved his hand, and in the blink of an eye, the man left the battle scene and went to the distant viewing area.

   Seeing that Sheng Xiao didn't need to fight, he successfully won the right to participate in the finals, and the expression on Murong's face was very exciting.

   Now that Sheng Xiao has entered the finals, who does he want to challenge next?

   Does he really want to challenge the disciples of his family one by one?

   Even Murong Su, the elite student of Canglang College, is not the opponent of Sheng Xiao. Can these disciples of the Murong family who participated in the finals still be the opponent of Sheng Xiao?

   Thinking of this, Director Murong's expression was particularly ugly.

   Sheng Xiao, this scourge!

   (end of this chapter)