War Sovereign Soaring The Heavens

At that time, Bai He regarded Duan Lingtian and Zishang as his stepping stones today.

But now, there are two people he regards as stepping stones.

One of them defeated him in one face-to-face;

The other person defeated Ye Xiao who was stronger than him in one face-to-face.

How does this make him accept?

"Could it be that I really want to be ranked 'sixth'? Bottom?"

The corners of Bai He's mouth were full of bitterness, his eyes were full of unwillingness, and his heart twisted crazily, "This Duan Lingtian, who can have this level of cultivation at such an age, must be a series of adventures...Why?! Why can Duan Lingtian and Zishang get adventures? , and I, Bai He, have nothing?"

"I hate it! I hate it!! The heavens are not fair! The heavens are not fair!!"

At this moment, Bai He seemed to completely forget that his background was a thousand times better than Duan Lingtian and Zishang.

He is the son of the emperor of the Han Dynasty, the noble second prince of the Han Dynasty, and he is admired all the time.

But Duan Lingtian and Zishang are just people from a small imperial kingdom.

What's more, Duan Lingtian was born in a small kingdom under the imperial kingdom, much worse than Zishang.

"Duan Lingtian, amazing!"

"so amazing!"

...

At this time, a group of young talents from the Blackstone Empire exclaimed excitedly.

And young talents from other empires have also been infected one after another, "Who said that there are no strong people among us who came out of these empires? Duan Lingtian from the Blackstone Empire defeated Ye Xiao, a young strong man who has been famous for many years in the Han Dynasty in one face-to-face." '!"

"Duan Lingtian, come on! Those of us who also come from the great empires are proud of you!"

"Yes, we are proud of you! I hope you can be number one!"

"The sword points to the first!"

...

In the nine mid-level auditoriums, the young talents of the great empires were boiling.

Today, among the six young talents of the Ninth Level Void-Ending Realm standing above the Prison Arena, Duan Lingtian is the only one who comes from one empire and is a young talent recommended by the empire.

In the eyes of the young talents of the great empires, Duan Lingtian at this moment represents the glory of these young talents from the great empires.

In the sky above the Prison Arena, Duan Lingtian retreated to the side.

"Brother Ling Tian, ​​although I have been mentally prepared for a long time, I think that you will surpass me sooner or later... But I never imagined that in today's Dynasty Martial Arts Competition, your strength has already surpassed me."

Zhang Shouyong looked at Duan Lingtian with complicated eyes, and Yuan Li sighed concentratingly.

"Brother Zhang, you don't have to underestimate yourself... Your 'Earth Artistic Conception' is much stronger than the 'Artistic Conception' I comprehended, and it can already be materialized."

Duan Lingtian shook his head.

"So what if it can be substantive? It's just the 'nine layers of low-level earth artistic conception'. It's okay to face people who are as strong as me or not as strong as me. When encountering a pervert like you, the speed alone is far better than me, even if it's mine." The artistic conception of the earth can be materialized, and it will not have any influence on you."

Zhang Shouyong told the truth.

"No matter what... From the current point of view, except for Bai Hao who has not yet made a move, among the five of us, you must be the first to break through to the 'Void Hole Realm'!"

Duan Lingtian said again.

For this, he has great confidence in Zhang Shouyong.

And once Zhang Shouyong breaks through to the 'Void Hole Realm', it's easy enough to torture young talents like them who haven't yet broken through to the 'Void Hole Realm'.

"hope so."

Zhang Shouyong nodded.

"Next person!"

At this time, the old man spoke again.

At this moment, no one left first, and the atmosphere became a little weird for a while.

At this moment, more eyes fell on the white figure in the sky above Prison Arena, not 'Zi Shang', but 'Bai Hao'.

Bai Hao, recommended by the royal family, was also the host of yesterday's "Dynasty Martial Arts Tournament". To most of the people present, he was full of mystery.

So far, among the six young talents competing for the top six rankings in the qualifying tournament, he is the only one who hasn't made a move yet.

Including Duan Lingtian, the five young talents at the ninth level of the Void Realm also looked at Bai Hao together, looking forward to Bai Hao's appearance.

call!

Finally, under the attention of everyone, Bai Hao set off and arrived at the central area of ​​Prison Arena.

"Bai Hao is on the stage!"

"I don't know who he will choose as his opponent."

"I'll find out soon."

...

His eyes kept on Bai Hao's side.

Finally, Bai Hao also chose his opponent, "Zhang Shouyong!"

Zhang Shouyong was challenged by Bai Hao, he was stunned for a moment, and immediately set out, confronting Bai Hao, in his hand, a wine gourd appeared out of thin air, and he began to pour wine into his mouth.

After a while, Zhang Shouyong put down the wine gourd and looked at Bai Hao solemnly.

Obviously, he realized Bai Hao's difficulty.

"This Bai Hao, although he made a move yesterday, it was only a flash...but in that flash, in addition to showing the cultivation base of the ninth level of the Void Realm, he also showed the 'artistic conception of the ninth level of fire'. "

Duan Lingtian's eyes fell on Bai Hao, his face became slightly serious.

He always felt that besides not using the spirit weapon, Bai Hao might have reserved his move yesterday.

"let's start."

Bai Hao spoke lightly.

And almost the moment Bai Hao finished speaking, Zhang Shouyong moved.

boom!

Zhang Shouyong raised his right foot, stared suddenly, crushed the huge brick that appeared out of nowhere under his feet, and rushed towards Bai Hao with his strength, like a cannonball fired from the barrel of a cannon.

Wherever Zhang Shouyong passed, there was a sound of howling wind, and the sound of explosions continued one after another.

call!

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Zhang Shouyong clasped the wine gourd tightly while raising his hands, and then stretched his shoulders back, his whole body seemed to form a strong bow.

As the energy in Zhang Shouyong's hands bloomed and poured into the wine gourd, the 'Earth Artistic Conception' followed like a shadow, as if a layer of khaki clothes had been put on the surface of the wine gourd.

"drink!"

Following Zhang Shouyong's roar, his bow-shaped body suddenly straightened up, and the wine gourd in his hand came out with a 'swish'. Wherever it passed, it turned into a khaki lightning and shot towards Bai Hao.

At the same time, Zhang Shouyong flew out, closely following the wine gourd.

Above the void, phantoms of ancient horned dragons condensed and formed, following Zhang Shouyong galloping out, as if telling the people around him that he had tried his best.

A wine gourd and a person, one in front of the other, rushed towards Bai Hao.

call!

Duan Lingtian saw that there was a seven-foot long spear in Bai Hao's hand out of thin air, and the streamer around the gun body turned, and it was obvious at a glance that it was not ordinary.

"A third-grade spiritual weapon?"

As a genuine third-grade craftsman, Duan Lingtian could tell the grade of the spear in Bai Hao's hand with just one glance.

"Fire Cloud Gun!"

Bai He's pupils shrank, his face was a little ugly, and the depths of his eyes were full of jealousy.

He could recognize that the third-grade spiritual weapon in Bai Hao's hand was the only third-grade spiritual weapon in the royal family of the Han Dynasty, and it was in the hands of the strongest member of the royal family.

Yesterday, he went to his father and asked his father to borrow this third-grade spiritual spear for him, but his father refused.

It never occurred to him that the third-grade spiritual spear he hadn't borrowed would be in Bai Hao's hands today.

In his opinion.

If he had these third-grade spiritual spears as his support today, perhaps he wouldn't need to be afraid of Zhang Shouyong and Ye Xiao, and at the same time, he wouldn't be defeated by Zi Shang in a single encounter.

He is jealous!

He hates it!

Why? !

Why can this third-grade spiritual gun be lent to Bai Hao but not to me?

"This Bai Hao is using a gun?"

Seeing that Bai Hao was still calm in the face of the menacing wine gourd, Duan Lingtian's face became serious.

Finally, under Duan Lingtian's gaze, Bai Hao moved.

I saw Bai Hao holding the gun with one hand, his body's energy surged, and then strands of solid red aura appeared. When the red aura spread all over the energy, the energy suddenly trembled and turned into a piece of crimson red.

All of a sudden, Bai Hao, armed with guns, was surrounded by a sea of ​​red flames soaring.

"It's the materialization of artistic conception again!"

Looking at Bai Hao, who was surrounded by soaring red flames with his gun attached, and was not injured at all, the corner of Duan Lingtian's mouth couldn't help but twitch.

This Bai Hao's artistic conception of fire has even touched the "intermediate artistic conception", no less than Zhang Shouyong's "earth artistic conception".

Whoosh!

Finally, Bai Hao moved, and his whole body flew out, like a big fireball passing through the air, filling the air with scorching heat, and met the huge wine gourd that Zhang Shouyong swung and smashed head-on.

Suddenly, Bai Hao held the gun with both hands and swung it above his head.

next moment.

call! !

A piercing whistling sound instantly resounded like thunder.

It was Bai Hao who swung the third-grade spiritual spear with both hands, and slammed it at Zhang Shouyong, as if with divine help, and the spear in his hand seemed to have turned into a 'stick' at this moment.

boom! !

The spirit spear in Bai Hao's hand fell, and hit the wine gourd that was rushing towards him fiercely. The scorching flames swept out and shattered the solid 'earth' on the surface of the wine gourd in an instant.

Not only that, after his spirit spear shattered the materialized artistic conception of the earth around the wine gourd, it continued to fall on the wine gourd, and there was another loud noise, and the wine gourd was directly thrown out by him.

boom!

The wine gourd that was thrown out collided with Zhang Shouyong who was following him, and sent Zhang Shouyong flying.

"puff!"

Unprepared, Zhang Shouyong was hit by the wine gourd, his face was pale, and he spat out a mouthful of blood. He didn't stop until he was thrown flying a certain distance.

On the other hand, Bai Hao had already put away the third-grade spiritual spear in his hand, and the flames on his body were annihilated.

"You are not my match."

Bai Hao looked at Zhang Shouyong calmly, and said calmly.

Regarding Bai Hao's words, Zhang Shouyong did not deny it. After putting away the wine gourd, he stepped aside.

"Bai Haosheng!"

At this time, one of the old men reacted and announced the result.

And in the Prisoner Arena, there is also a lot of noise now.

"What happened just now? The 'Bai Hao' recommended by the royal family used that spirit spear as a spirit stick, and with one blow, Zhang Shouyong's wine gourd was thrown flying?"

"Not only did the wine gourd fly, it also injured Zhang Shouyong."

"I only saw the phantom of the ancient horned dragon appearing in the void above Zhang Shouyong's head when Zhang Shouyong made a move...but I didn't see Bai Hao's clearly."

"I didn't see clearly either."

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