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Chapter Eleven Really?

The Martial Hall is located at the core of the first floor of the temple.

Only here can we compete in the Holy Realm, and because using puppets to fight, there is no life or death involved. Therefore, this is always a place where geniuses in the Holy Realm like to come, and many geniuses like to play gambling during duels.

At this moment, the martial arts hall was brightly lit, and there were many guards in the red-clothed holy realm who were not on the rotation. The black-clothed gods stood around the ring watching the battle, talking and laughing constantly. In the center of the ring, there were a group of golden-clothed holy realm.

These golden sacred realms are divided into two factions, standing at both ends of the arena, one of which is chatting and laughing, while the other is full of anger.

"Haha, Xiang Cangsheng, this is the third time you have changed a puppet, and you are still unwilling to admit defeat?"

"The puppets used in this martial arts are all at the same level. The strength is basically only judging by the law, and you have only reached the eighty level of the Tower of Tongtian and have never even passed the level of the hundredth level. Do you still want to beat us?"

"I'm afraid I can't bear to lose the five hundred immortal crystals."

On the huge arena that spans hundreds of miles, Xiang Cangsheng stood on a jade platform covered with golden light, his face turned pale, and his eyes fell on the two puppets fighting on the arena, and the puppets he was operating had been completely suppressed.

"Boom~" The huge sword-holding puppet released heavy sword lights, swept over his rock-shaped puppet, stabbed the core of the puppet's chest, and instantly caused the entire rock-shaped puppet to crack.

The battle ends.

Whoosh ~

A young man with long-haired silver robe flew out from the jade platform on the other end of the ring.

He looked down at Xiang Cangsheng below, a hint of sarcasm flashed in his eyes, but said with a smile: "Xiang Cangsheng, I won three consecutive games, this battle should be considered as my winning!"

"Hmph." Xiang Cangsheng's heart was full of anger. His eyes were staring at the young man with long-haired hair and growled: "Mo Huan, don't be proud. If you hadn't used the provocation method, how could we be fooled? He has practiced tens of thousands of years more than us, and he still has to covet the immortal crystals in our hands. His merits are true! I admire it!"

Xiang Guansheng's voice was loud and spread to everyone in the entire fighting palace.

"Xiang Guansheng, do you think I will care that you ruined my reputation? Do you think that these words can shake my heart of Tao?" Mo Huan, a young silver-haired man, shook his head and smiled: "How can you imagine my heart of Taoism be so strong?"

"You said I covet your fairy crystal? A joke, I just want to teach you a lesson."

Mo Huan looked down at the common people and said indifferently: "I taught you a lesson because your newcomers are too arrogant. Don't you know... For endless years in this holy realm, the first thing you need to learn as newcomers is to be low-key. And you are all arrogant and disrespectful to your seniors, but there are still people who dare to claim to be the first person in the same generation?"

"To a certain extent, I teach you a lesson, but you should thank me." Mo Huan talked: "Only after teaching a lesson, you can know that there are people outside of others and heaven, so that you can polish your sharpness and let you step on the path of a strong person better..."

"Shut up." Growed to the Cangsheng.

"What did you say?" Mo Huan's face turned gloomy.

"I told you to shut up, don't be so noisy and don't understand people's words?" Xiang Cangsheng stared at him: "Why, don't you feel good? Don't think you are awesome. I don't agree with you today, and I will also not agree with you in the future. Do you have the ability to kill me?"

A chill flashed in Mo Huan's eyes, but he really didn't dare to move to the common people. It was one thing to compete in the martial arts arena, but to kill a core member in this holy realm, not to mention that he was just a holy realm in the golden clothes, even the immortal god in the purple clothes must die.

This is the iron law of the alliance, who dares to violate it?

"Haha, I thought you were so powerful, so scared?" Xiang Cangsheng flashed into the air, looked at Mo Huan coldly, and then looked at a group of golden holy realms at the edge of the other end of the ring: "A group of guys who bully the weak and fear the strong, aren't they practicing for tens of thousands of years than us? When we practice for tens of thousands of years, how can I be weaker than you?"

"Yes, when we practice for tens of thousands of years, how could we be afraid of them?"

On the other side, the strong purple-haired man and others spoke, and they were all unwilling to accept the loss of the five hundred immortal crystals. They would definitely get together. Although they were less than the immortal crystals on everyone, their strength was still weak now, and this immortal crystal is no longer a small amount for them.

The other end of the martial arts arena.

There were nine people gathered together, and the leader was a cold and fierce woman carrying two fiery red swords. Her voice was cold: "It's so naive! I'm not afraid of us for tens of thousands of years? Not to mention whether you can live for tens of thousands of years, just in this battle of Han Jian Peak, your Golden Clothing Holy Realm will all get out of the Holy Realm. You must be clear that the Black Clothing Holy Realm is not qualified to stay in the Holy Realm!"

"As for those three newcomers in purple, they only need to sort out the duels twice, and they also have to get out of the holy realm!"

Xiang Cangsheng, Fu Gan and others all showed resentment, but they also knew that the cold and ruthless woman was telling the truth.

In terms of talent, they are no less than the group of Golden Clothing Holy Realms opposite. However, these old-fashioned Purple Clothing Holy Realms have been practicing for too long. The shortest cultivation time has been experienced in four sorting duels for eight thousand years, and the longest cultivation time has even exceeded sixty sorting duels, and the longest cultivation time has passed by more than 30 sorting duels.

Only time possesses the greatest magic power in the world. It can make beautiful and white hair and make young children become emperors.

"Um?"

"Um?"

Many golden sacred realms on both sides frowned slightly. As their direct superiors, many people attached great importance to the messages conveyed by Yunyu Immortal Lord and set up special message reminders.

After checking this, many Golden Clothing Holy Realms became disgusted.

"There is a thousand, two hundred ways to ask your heart!"

"Jiang Han."

"That Jiang Han, who is known as the number one person of his generation?" Someone in the Golden Clothing Holy Realm around the cold woman carrying the fiery red sword could not help but say.

They have practiced for thousands of years, so they are naturally very clear about the difficulty of asking for their hearts. There are still hundreds of people in the entire holy realm of the Golden Immortal and Purple Immortals in the Pony Realm, but there are only eight who can pass through the 1,200 level.

In the holy realm, it is normal to be able to pass through 900 levels, and passing through 1,000 levels is one-tenth of the forefront.

"Ha ha."

Xiang Cangsheng turned around suddenly, looked at Mo Huan, the cold and fierce woman in the fiery red sword, and a group of old-fashioned holy realms, laughed and said, "If you are arrogant, you should be low-key when you are newcomers? Yes, our strength is weak and you will be bullied by you, but you must understand that among us newcomers, there are peerless geniuses who can truly leave records in the entire human history. After less than a thousand years of cultivation, you can't do it even if you practice for ten thousand years!"

"You must remember that there are three of our newcomers in this class!"

"Three!"

The cold and fierce woman of the fiery red sword, Mo Huan and others were all silent, digesting this message that was quite impactful to them.

But one of them, a magnificent man with a height of three meters, couldn't help but growl: "Not to mention that Jiang Han is the one who has been through the 1,200th level of the Heart-to-heart road, it's not you. Even if he is at the forefront of the Heart-to-heart road? The battle depends on the realm of secret techniques and laws, and the basic holy power level. What's the use of strong souls? If you really fight, I can destroy him within ten moves!"

"Really?" A plain voice came from the void.

The figure of purple clothes floated in the air, and a small beast lay on his shoulder. At this moment, the small beast was looking at the three-meter strong man who was just talking with a playful look.
Chapter completed!
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