Surprise! The little sister who is loved by the group is actually the strongest in Kyushu!

The maid waved her sleeves, and several servants went to carry the wine.

Jars of wine were carried to the Hundred Flowers Mirror.

When they carried Qing Jiujiu's jar, the two servants lifted it up easily, and even stepped back a few steps due to inertia.

They frowned strangely, checked the wine seal, and saw no signs of it being opened, so they shook their heads and continued to carry it to the stage.

The maid began to distribute the wine.

The first batch of two-on-two battles were eight people.

Eight bowls of wine were distributed, and only one jar was opened.

So, Qing Jiujiu fell asleep leisurely in the wine jar.

Outside the wine jar, the competition began.

The first person to come on stage was a big man with a height of two meters and five, named Zhuo Bening.

He held the artifact meteor hammer.

Fifth-grade golden divine bone, the realm of the great perfection of the Supreme Illusion God.

As soon as he came on stage, the whole stage seemed to shake.

The one who fought against him was a skinny guy named Liu Feng.

He had a scimitar in his hand and a fourth-grade silver divine bone, but his cultivation was at the level of the Supreme Divine King, two levels higher than the big man.

The people watching the fight below had already set up the gambling table, which was now full of divine stones.

And it was a fifty-fifty situation.

"If you ask me, Zhuo Beining must win. Look at how big that guy is, so tall. Look at Liu Feng, who is skinny. I'm afraid he can't withstand Zhuo Beining's hammer."

"That's right, that's right. Zhuo Beining has a fifth-grade gold divine bone, and Liu Feng only has a silver divine bone. He will definitely lose."

"You can't say that. We are all gods. How can we compete on size? If Zhao Fengran, one of the Twelve Divine Emperors, heard you say this, he would definitely be unhappy."

After saying this, the one who spoke earlier quickly pursed his lips.

As everyone knows, Zhao Fengran is one of the twelve God Emperors. Since the death of Junhua God Emperor, he has the highest cultivation level. However, he is ugly and short, with the height of an eight-year-old child.

That would be fine!

He also relied on his cultivation and status to marry the Empress of Changle Fairyland several times.

You know, although the Empress of Changle is not the most beautiful in the Supreme God Realm, she is also one of the most beautiful. How could she be willing to marry him?

So, the Empress of Changle held this martial arts competition every year.

All the gods in the Supreme God Realm can come, but the twelve God Emperors cannot participate for the sake of fairness.

Zhao Fengran was so angry that he felt blocked in his heart, but he didn't dare to say much.

However, the gods with reputation, status and cultivation did not dare to participate in the martial arts competition of the Empress of Changle. Therefore, although the martial arts competition was held frequently, the Empress has not married yet.

"Then why don't you keep your voice down? I bet on Liu Feng to win. Liu Feng is two realms higher, so Liu Feng can win."

"Yes, although Zhuo Beining is a golden god bone, his cultivation is two realms lower, so I will also bet on Liu Feng."

Everyone took out the divine stones and pressed the table.

The table was sealed in a short while.

The competition on the stage officially began.

Zhuo Beining took the meteor hammer, jumped up and smashed it towards Liu Feng.

Although Liu Feng was thin, he was very fast and flexible. He was like a paper man. He dodged the meteor hammer left and right for a few times, and somehow he came in front of Zhuo Beining and gently pointed the scimitar at his chest.

Zhuo Beining instantly lost his fighting power and fell back heavily.

The meteor hammer rolled away for a long distance.

The audience was dumbfounded, and they really didn't expect it.

The one who bet on Liu Feng won directly.

Zhuo Beining and Liu Feng left the stage.

The next pair came on stage to compete.

In this way, dozens of pairs of gods came on stage, all kinds of ugly ones, and those who looked a little bit handsome were considered handsome.

But handsome boys are generally not good at fighting, and all those who stayed in the second round were ugly.

These ugly ones have some common characteristics, that is, they are desperate people, usually wandering in the Chaos Forest of the Supreme God Realm, where there are ancient beasts and demons who have become gods.

They survive in the Supreme God Realm by hunting these things in exchange for divine stones.

They usually rest near the Chaos Forest when they rest, and no one dares to mess with them.

This year, the maid of the gods found something wrong.

In previous years, the highest level of these people was the Supreme God, but today, some of them have reached the level of the main god, and even approached the level of the God Emperor.

Although the Empress Changle is at the level of the Supreme God Emperor, she is not a god of war.

Simply put, she is not very good at fighting.

Several maids of God were a little anxious.

What to do?

What to do? No matter who wins the Empress by chance, the Empress will have a hard time.

"Gods in the audience, are there any who are willing to come up and compete?"

The maid of God shouted to the audience.

"That handsome god, do you want to come up and try?""No, no, I'm just here to watch the show." The man shrank back.

"That heroic god, are you willing to come up and try?"

"No, no, I'm just here to place a bet." The man also shrank back.

"That..."

After asking this question again, no one was willing to go up on stage.

The maiden of the god frowned with worry.

Those who had already won were all rough men, and some of them couldn't wait any longer, and started cursing.

"Okay, don't ask anymore, those who can come up have already come up, let's hurry up for the second round, finish the game early, go home early, and go to bed early."

"Hahaha... That's right, I'm going to hold the empress to sleep tonight."

"What nonsense are you talking about, I'm holding the empress to sleep tonight."

"It's me!"

"I!"

A group of people quarreled, like a scene before vicious dogs snatch food.

Behind the window on the second floor of a palace not far away, the curtain covered the empress looking over here through the gap in the curtain.

She was not angry yet, and the divine servant standing beside her clenched his fist in anger.

"They really overestimate their own abilities. They think that they can beat you, the empress, just because their cultivation has increased?"

"That's not necessarily true. They have been slaughtering evil beasts and demons for many years. They have a lot of practical experience. I may not be able to win."

The empress was wearing a luxurious golden robe and her face was heavily made up, but it was difficult to hide her beauty. She was as noble as a lotus on a snowy mountain, pure and precious.

She held a cup of tea and took a sip.

The divine servant became more anxious after hearing what the empress Changle said.

"What should we do? If they win, then you, the Empress, will really have to marry?"

"Then marry them, it's no big deal. Although they are rough, they are also people who make a living in the Supreme God Realm with courage and insight, there is nothing wrong with that."

"At least... better than that villain Zhao Fengran!"

The Empress Changle narrowed her eyes and put the teacup on the table.

Although the action was very light, the suppressed anger in the heart of the Empress Changle could still be felt.

The Supreme God Realm, the twelve main gods.

How many of them are not subservient to Zhao Fengran?

On the Wanhua mirror stage.

The divine maid who presided over the game was helplessly ready to announce the continuation of the game.

Suddenly...

A wine jar fell to the ground, rolled twice, and hit a big man's crescent-shaped sword with a 'pop' sound, breaking directly.

Qing Jiujiu rolled out from it and lay on the ground.

"Hurululu~"