Four hundred and twentieth chapters strong temperament
Xia Chen sat expressionless, slightly flexing the five fingers of his right hand, and retracted the two invisible and textureless detection restraints into his palm. ([] .)
Just now, when the fight between Wang Zhongdi and Lu Xuelun started, Xia Chen immediately issued a detection ban, naturally to verify it again.
Sure enough, when Emperor Wang Zhong struck out that punch, the detection restriction contained a powerful magical aura.
It is naturally easy to defeat Lu Xue Chakra who has not broken through with the peak level of magical power.
King of Kings, you are seeking your own death... Xia Chen opened his fingers slightly, feeling the magical aura in the restriction, and secretly sneered in his heart.
After everyone talked for a while, they calmed down. After all, the King of Kings had defeated the four heavenly kings before, so defeating Lu Xuelun was in line with their expectations, and it was not too surprising.
At this time, the rankings of other disciples in the field have been determined, leaving only the top six Xia Chen, Emperor of Kings and the Four Heavenly Kings.
"Number 9527, Number 1614, the second competition." Yang Quan's voice sounded again.
Xia Chen turned his head and looked at Lin Yue. Number 1614 was him. He didn't know what he meant.
Lin Yueyi sighed, waved his hand to him, indicating that he was not in the mood to fight, and said calmly: "I abstain."
There was a commotion among the disciples, but no one was whispering like they were on stage. After all, the four heavenly kings share the same hatred and advance and retreat together. After Yukang abstained, it was normal for the others to abstain.
However, from this aspect, Xia Chen's power was indeed witnessed.
Outside the stadium, the public let out a cathartic shout, and no one protested or demonstrated. Otherwise, if you meet a guy with personality again, you will still be asking for trouble.
Xia Chen withdrew his gaze and sighed slightly. It was not because of Lin Yueyi's abstention. In fact, he had given up the idea of communicating since the game. He was just thinking about a more suitable way to expose the Emperor.
Of course, the prerequisite is to protect yourself and not be implicated in the anger of that big shot, Young Master Zuo.
"Number 1001, Number 7683. The second competition." Chen Gulan's voice sounded again. This was a duel between Emperor Wang Zhong and Song Mingzhu, another powerful dialogue.
Song Mingzhu glanced at Wang Zhongdi, who was expressionless and slowly walked onto the stage. The corners of his mouth were slightly pursed, and he stood up to go on stage.
"Mingzhu, don't force yourself." Lu Xuelun said softly, "None of us are his opponents. If we lose, we will come down automatically. There is no shame in losing. I feel that he didn't let go when he fought with me, but with you
It might happen during the beating, so be careful."
"I know, I won't force it." Song Mingzhu nodded, jumped up, and landed lightly on the field.
Emperor Wang Zhong looked at her and said calmly: "It's a pity that Lin Yueyi and Youkang, the two shrinking turtles, abstained from voting. They are no longer qualified to be defeated by me. You are the only one who comes to seek abuse. I don't understand. The way.
My blood chakra has been beaten to the point where I almost vomited blood, why do you still have the courage to come up?"
These words were so harsh, but Song Mingzhu just sneered: "A man can do something or not. Although I am only a woman, I don't even bother to bow to you. Do you think you are Xia Chen?"
It's Xia Chen again...
A blazing fire burned in the heart of Emperor Zhongzhong. He said expressionlessly: "I hate people mentioning this name in front of me, Song Mingzhu. Originally, I wanted to save some face for you and let you step down with dignity, but now you don't have that.
Opportunity."
"Do I need you to save face for me?" Song Mingzhu said tit for tat, sneering, "Wang Zhongdi, who do you think you are? You are just a poor worm who is always suppressed by Xia Chen!"
"You..." Wang Zhongdi's eyes shot out with an unparalleled sharp light, and he could no longer contain his anger.
Xia Chen was the evil in his heart, the scar in his heart, but Song Mingzhu actually dared to expose it in person, how could he not tolerate his anger?
"Bitch, since you want to be humiliated, then I will help you!" Wang Zhongdi's hands intertwined like afterimages, and the innate Qi advanced layer by layer under the cover of the mental method. The peak power of the first level of supernatural power was unreserved, gathered into
Like the Fengyun Dragon, an extremely powerful blow was struck at Song Mingzhu.
Take action, earth-shattering!
All the disciples exclaimed in surprise, and many even stood up involuntarily.
Song Mingzhu was shocked. She knew that after ridiculing the emperor, the other party would definitely attack in anger, but she did not expect that the attack would be so powerful. This is simply not a power that the acquired realm can possess.
However, she was also on full alert, and despite her busy schedule, she soared into the sky, barely able to avoid this terrifying blow.
However, countless cyclones suddenly appeared from below, and then dispersed in an instant, rising rapidly with her, turning into the afterimage of thousands of kings and emperors in the air, and pounced towards her expressionlessly.
"What..." Song Mingzhu was so shocked that her body almost stiffened and she almost lost her thinking ability.
With tens of thousands of incarnations, this is already a means of reaching the realm of supernatural powers. The King of Kings has not yet broken through, so how can he use it?
But the reality no longer allowed her to think about it. A terrifying attack was already in front of her.
"Thousand-hand shadow!" She screamed, and her pair of slender jade hands turned into flying shadows. With her magical hands, she took turns blocking the after-image attack of the King of Kings.
"Haha..." King Zhongdi's cold voice sounded low, "Bitch, even if you want to block my attack, my current strength is beyond your imagination."
Whoosh whoosh... The afterimage was several times faster in an instant, and countless fist lights that far surpassed the acquired realm fiercely hit Song Mingzhu's body.
Song Mingzhu's eyes blurred, and she could no longer distinguish the position of the King of Kings. The Thousand Hands transformed into a shadow and only blocked it for a dozen times. Her arms became so weak that she could no longer lift them up.
"Impossible, how could his power be so strong? This is impossible." Song Mingzhu was horrified, causing huge waves.
She jumped out of the arena. This competition could no longer go on. Although she was unwilling to do so, Song Mingzhu had to admit defeat.
"Want to leave? In my hands, can you leave?" The King of Kings laughed ferociously, and the afterimage suddenly sped up several times faster, like a shooting star.
Boom! Several punches hit Song Mingzhu's body hard.
"Ah!" Song Mingzhu screamed sadly, and she fell straight in mid-air, blood spurting out wildly.
Before she could react, the King of Kings had arrived in the air in an instant, clasped her shoulders with both hands, and swiped her down hard along her arms.
"Ah!" Song Mingzhu screamed again, her arms dislocated instantly, and was forcibly removed by Emperor Wang Zhong.
This series of actions only happened in the blink of an eye, so fast that it was unimaginable that all the disciples couldn't help but exclaimed in unison.
"Pearl!" Lin Yueyi, You Kang and Lu Xuelun shouted in unison, standing up with livid faces.
The four heavenly kings were as close as brothers, and Song Mingzhu was the youngest sister among them. Normally the three of them would give in to her, but now that they saw being seriously injured by the king of kings, they couldn't help but feel anxious and angry.
Xia Chen also stood up in shock and anger. He didn't expect that Emperor Wang Zhong would be so cruel. He could have punched Song Mingzhu out of the field and easily won the competition, but instead of doing so, he removed Song Mingzhu's arms.
It was obviously intended to humiliate her.
"Bitch, does this feel good?" Wang Zhongdi grabbed Song Mingzhu's long hair, pulled her down from the air, and whispered coldly in her ear, "Since you want to be humiliated, I will
To make you happy, bitch, I will tear off all your clothes and expose you naked in front of the world, so that everyone can see what kind of bitch Song Mingzhu, the most beautiful one among the four heavenly kings, is.
"
As he said that, he grabbed Song Mingzhu's plump breasts with his hands and tried to tear off the clothes.
"How dare you!" Song Mingzhu's mind went blank, and she was instantly stimulated to the point of ecstasy. Although she was outgoing and cheerful, she was extremely strong at heart, "Wang Zhongdi, even if I break through the realm of supernatural powers and self-destruct with you, I won't accept it from you.
insult."
"What am I afraid of, bitch? I'll make you so embarrassed that you won't be able to hold your head up for the rest of your life!" Emperor Wang Zhong was not threatened by her. Instead, he sneered and put more force on his hands.
Tsk! Song Mingzhu's clothes suddenly cracked, revealing the snow-white skin on her shoulders.
Song Mingzhu did not speak, but a crazy and determined light flashed in her eyes. The true energy in her body increased sharply, reaching the extreme in the blink of an eye, and a high temperature like a flame spread instantly.
That is a sign of crossing the realm of supernatural powers. If you step into the realm of supernatural powers at such a fast speed, the terrifying innate energy will explode instantly, forming an explosion of incomparable power.
Seen from a distance, Song Mingzhu's body seemed to be burning with a layer of fire, as if it was about to engulf her completely.
All the disciples were stunned and didn't know what happened.
The conversation between Emperor Wang Zhong and Song Mingzhu only took a few breaths to complete. From the beginning of the threat to Song Mingzhu preparing to attack the magical realm and self-destruct, the two of them were in the air before they even fell, and no one knew what happened.
"Elder, she is about to self-destruct, save her quickly!" Lin Yueyi and the other three almost roared with their eyes splitting.
They could tell at a glance what Song Mingzhu wanted to do, but they didn't know why she did it. If there weren't several first-level elders of the alliance blocking her around, the three of them would have pounced on her frantically.
"Stop!" Yang Quan and the other four elders were also extremely surprised and shouted in unison.
Although they have the ability to interfere in the contests of the disciples at any time, in order to respect the competition between the disciples, they only watch from a distance like ordinary people and have no intention of intervening.
I originally thought that Emperor Wang Zhong and Song Mingzhu were both top disciples and would never be able to control their emotions and strength like other disciples, but I didn't expect that such a thing would happen.
The Emperor's hands trembled, and his eyes showed an incredible light. He didn't expect that Song Mingzhu would actually come forward. She was really going to blow herself up. Did she not want to kill this bitch?
The problem is that she doesn't want to die, but she still wants to live a good life.
"Bitch, you're lucky, get out of here." Emperor Wang Zhong shouted coldly, and the innate Qi in his hand shook, and he pushed Song Mingzhu far away in an instant.
Boom! Song Mingzhu flew out like a kite with its strings broken, and fell heavily to the ground outside the arena. Her whole body was shaking uncontrollably, blood spurted out wildly, her innate energy was so strong that she was about to turn into a real flame and explode.
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