radicalducati Chapter 177
Chapter 177
The two of them were in a state of panic, and the two sides were in a state of panic.
Xiao Lin's face looked a little ugly.
He naturally knew Qiu Yan very well.
The Holy Son of Yuanyang Taoism, it is said that his realm has already broken through to the peak of the sixth level of pseudo-saint.
His talent is even more evil, before Ye Yi appeared.
It is said that he is the number one person in Tianyuan Domain.
Now he is facing Qiu Yan, this luck is too bad.
Originally, he was still thinking that he could rely on his talent and trump card.
If he relied on luck, he might not be able to enter the top ten.
Thus, he got the opportunity to enter the Blood Dragon Pool. Now, I am afraid that he will be eliminated in the first round.
Xiao Lin clenched his fists, feeling very bad.
On the other side.
Everyone's eyes also turned to the young man on the other side of the platform.
The young man was wearing a black robe, with handsome features and a stern look, even though they were far away.
Everyone could feel his powerful aura.
If they were a little closer, they would probably be frightened by the aura and their faces would turn pale and their legs would go weak.
Qiu Yan calmly looked up at the golden figure above the ring.
He didn't expect that he would lead the first battle.
After looking at the ring, he slowly closed his eyes.
In this battle, he didn't care who was the opponent, because he was confident that no matter who it was, he would not be his opponent.
Soon, the duel began.
"Lin Xiao vs. Qiu Yan!"
A voice like thunder sounded in the fighting field, and it also brought up the atmosphere on the scene.
Countless cultivators were looking forward to it, and all their hot eyes were looking at the two figures on the ring below.
"Second level pseudo-saint?"
"You are no match for me, admit defeat?"
Qiu Yan stood on the stage, looking at Xiao Lin with a calm face.
He said lightly.
His tone was flat, but everyone could see the condescending attitude and the contemptuous look.
It was as if the person standing in front of him was an ant.
Xiao Lin's face was extremely livid, his eyes were full of anger, when had he ever been despised like this.
On the other side.
"Brother Dong, your disciple's luck is a bit bad. In the first game, he actually faced Qiu Yan of Yuanyang Taoism."
On the high platform, the Holy Lord of Haoran Holy Land shook his head and smiled at Taoist Dong.
"That may not be the case. My disciple is also extraordinary. Maybe he can defeat Qiu Yan by chance."
Taoist Dong stroked his beard and smiled, looking at Xiao Lin below.
"Oh!"
The Holy Lord of Haoran Holy Land suddenly became energetic.
Some curiosity asked: "Brother Dong is so confident that his disciple can defeat Qiu Yan?"
Dong Daoist: "Haha, although my disciple is only at the second level of pseudo-saint, he is gifted. In terms of talent, I am afraid that even Ye Yi from Wuji Holy Land can hardly compare."
Hearing this, the saints of Haoran Holy Land and several other holy lands nearby were shocked.
Talent is even difficult to compare with Ye Yi?
Hiss!
This old ghost Dong is bragging too much.
But looking at him like this, it doesn't seem like he is lying.
The saints of other holy lands looked at Xiao Lin in the ring with shock.
If Lin Xiao's talent is more terrifying than Ye Yi's, it would be too shocking.
Monsters emerge in endlessly, is it because of the arrival of the great world struggle?
And if Lin Xiao's talent is stronger than Ye Yi, some saints will naturally not be happy to see him grow up.
"Haha!"
Dong Daoist showed a kind smile on his face.
Seeing the shocked looks of these old guys made him feel quite happy.
He had seen Xiao Lin's strength.
This guy had a hidden card, and he could escape from the pursuit of dozens of saints.
Especially that move, the Buddha's wrath lotus, the power was even more devastating.
If it was used, it would be enough to defeat Qiu Yan.
And he had just ordered Xiao Lin to defeat Qiu Yan.
One of the reasons was naturally to know the secret of Xiao Lin.
Ye Yi looked at Xiao Lin in the field, his mouth slightly raised, he was very curious about how Xiao Lin would deal with it.
On the ring.
Xiao Lin's face was extremely ugly.
"Master, lend me some soul power, I want to defeat this guy."
Xiao Lin said to Muchen in his heart.
"Give up, isn't it just a Zhongzhou martial arts competition?"
"Besides, my soul power is not enough, and I am even forced to fall into a deep sleep intermittently,"
"Where can I lend you soul power!"
Mu Chen's cold voice sounded.
Hearing this, Xiao Lin's face darkened a little.
He couldn't help but clench his fists.
This old guy is so useless that he doesn't even want to lend me his soul power.
You know, he found the soul fruit to restore his soul power.
What an ungrateful guy.
Xiao Lin continued to plead several times, reasoning with him and moving him emotionally, but was rejected by Muchen.
As for Xiao Lin's idea of borrowing his soul power to beat Qiu Yan and shock everyone.
Muchen sneered in his heart and naturally couldn't agree.
After being rejected several times in a row, Xiao Lin looked at Qiu Yan and saw Qiu Yan with his hands behind his back, slightly raised his head, and looked at him indifferently.
A hint of murderous intent flashed in his eyes.
He looked directly at Qiu Yan, his expression was cold, and he said in a cold voice: "You are the only one who is not worthy of me admitting defeat. If you really have the ability."
"Just suppress your realm and fight with me. I can suppress you with a flip of my hand at the same realm."
"But I'm afraid you don't have the courage!"
As soon as these words came out, the whole audience was in an uproar.
Many people were shocked.
"Who is this guy? He is so arrogant that he actually said that Qiu Yan is not worthy of him admitting defeat!"
"Yes, and he also said that he can suppress Qiu Yan with a flip of his hand at the same realm. Who does this guy think he is? Does he think he is Ye Zhenchuan?"
Many people talked about it and pointed at Xiao Lin.
Ye Yi, who was sitting on the high platform, saw this scene and smiled.
Sure enough, he is still the son of destiny.
When he meets someone whose realm is far higher than his own, he will use moral kidnapping to make the other party fight with him at the same realm.
Then use the advantage to defeat the other party, so as to shock everyone.
However, it is hard to say whether Qiu Yan will agree.
Taoist Dong on the other side looked at Xiao Lin's strength and smiled with relief.
The other holy masters of the holy lands saw Xiao Lin like this.
They looked at Xiao Lin with some doubts.
With such confidence, could it be that he really thought he could suppress Qiu Yan at the same level?
If so, then his talent might indeed surpass Ye Yi of Wuji Holy Land.
Dong Xian'er looked at Xiao Lin below, and a hint of disgust flashed across her eyes.
Having been in contact with Xiao Lin for so long, she knew Xiao Lin's strengths and weaknesses very well.
Xiao Lin's appearance at this moment made her doubtful. Could it be that this guy could really defeat Qiu Yan at the same level?
In order to explore the secrets of Xiao Lin.
She even gave her body. She majored in the method of dual cultivation and had seen countless men.
On the day she had intercourse with Xiao Lin, she restored the membrane.
In this world, the strong can be reborn with a drop of blood, so a membrane is naturally easy.
Afterwards, Xiao Lin hugged her very proudly and said that she was his woman now.
She sneered in her heart.
If it wasn't for exploring his secret opportunity, how could she give her body to this self-righteous guy.
And she had seen countless men.
She had seen countless men, and this Xiao Lin was the youngest.
She admired Ye Yi from Wuji Holy Land.
Ye Yi's extremely handsome face and the peerless grace that crushed Zhao Taiyi that day.
She still can't forget it.
Hearing the reactions of the people around.
Xiao Lin's heart was stirred up, and his eyes swept over Chu Yao.
Seeing that she was also looking at him, his heart couldn't help but ripple slightly.
He changed his appearance and changed his identity to Lin Xiao.
If he defeated Qiu Yan at the same level, he might have a chance to win Chu Yao's heart.
After all, the reason why Chu Yao hated him was because of that damn Ye Yi, which made him irreparable.
And a new identity.
He may not be able to win over Chu Yao with his charm.
Originally, he was doubted by Ye Yi.
But a few days ago, he won over Dong Xian'er with his own charm.
In just a few days, he won Dong Xian'er.
This made him confident again.
He felt that as long as he defeated Qiu Yan, he might be able to attract Chu Yao's attention.
And he believed that the man in front of him would definitely suppress his realm to the same level as him.
Once they were at the same level, with his talent.
He was confident that he would be able to easily suppress Qiu Yan in front of him, and once he suppressed him.
His reputation would surely rise, and countless people would worship him.
However, Qiu Yan on the opposite side did not seem to suppress his realm as he thought.
"Idiot!"
Hearing the shameless words of the guy named Lin Xiao in front of him.
Qiu Yan's eyes flashed with a hint of coldness, and his voice was cold, without a trace of emotion.
He raised his arm, his expression did not change, still looking stern, and the spiritual power in his body was mobilized.
He casually slapped out with his palm.
Suddenly, a palm print of a hundred feet in size appeared, carrying infinite power.
It crushed everything it passed.
The floor cracked directly! The air exploded!
"What!"
Xiao Lin's eyes widened, and a panicked look appeared on his face.
He never expected that Qiu Yan would be so unethical.
He slapped him without saying a word.
Feeling the terrifying power of the palm print, his face was extremely ugly.
The opponent's cultivation was at the peak of the sixth level of pseudo-saint, and he was the most evil existence in Tianyuan Domain before Ye Yi.
The subsequent blows were all unimaginable.
"Eight Extreme Collapse!"
Seeing that he was about to be hit, Xiao Lin gritted his teeth.
Red spiritual power surged, and he performed the top secret technique.
He punched out with both fists.
Boom! !
A sound like the roar of a dragon and a tiger came out, and the air shook.
A fist print of a hundred feet in size suddenly appeared.
Surge with great power.
Facing the giant palm!
Bang!
The fist print and the palm print collided with each other, and a violent energy burst out.
The formation shook slightly.
Puff!
And in this energy storm,
A figure was knocked out, spitting blood, and fell below the ring.
Everyone in the arena was stunned.