Seeing that the Sky Blue King was about to announce Huang Erdan as his consort, Qin Lang had no choice but to stand up.
"I want to challenge Huang Erdan." Qin Lang took a deep breath and said it again.
"Since there is someone challenging, let the competition continue." Sky Blue King nodded with a smile and then left the ring.
Just when Qin Lang was about to enter the ring, an objectionable voice rang out: "This boy is only a ninth-level heavenly being. He is not even the Young Master. Why should he challenge Young Master Huang?"
One stone stirred up a thousand waves, and more people opposed Qin Lang's challenging behavior.
"Young Master Huang is a sixth-level half-immortal, and he is only a ninth-level celestial being. Their cultivation levels are completely different. Why should he challenge Young Master Huang?"
"Boy, come down, don't seek death."
Of course, some people recognized Qin Lang.
"Isn't this kid the same guy who tricked me into taking the stage? Why did he run up on his own?"
"Does it mean that Master Huang will surrender if someone really comes to power?"
"No way, then this isn't a naked shady story?"
When Qin Lang heard these comments, he ignored them and flew straight into the competition ring.
"Brother, you are really my brother, and you are really a living Bodhisattva who saves the suffering." Huang Erdan said with tears of gratitude, and was immediately ready to admit defeat.
"Erdan, don't rush to admit defeat. I just extorted the life-killing Tianchen Technique from Master Xiechen. Let's test it first." Qin Lang said to Huang Erdan.
"Damn it, you are such a wild goose. Even Mr. Xiechen was blackmailed by you. I admire you." Huang Erdan gave Qin Lang a thumbs up.
"Stop talking nonsense, I have a move." Qin Lang smiled and immediately activated the life-killing technique.
Qin Lang drew his finger in the air, and a small cut immediately appeared on his fingertip. A trace of blood overflowed from the cut and slowly flowed in the air.
"Death-taking Tianchen Technique, Seizing Shape!"
Qin Lang hummed, and the blood threads flowing in the air flowed as if they were alive, depicting Huang Erdan's current form.
The opponent was Qin Lang, so naturally Huang Erdan would not have any resistance or defense. He tried his best to cooperate with Qin Lang's technique.
Buzz!
Huang Erdan felt as if his mind was in a trance, as if something was missing from his heart. Looking at Qin Lang again, the shape of the blood-stained sketch had been completed, lifelike, just like the incarnation of Huang Erdan.
"How do you feel?" Qin Lang asked.
"It feels different from what Mr. Xiechen used. It feels like something has been taken away from my heart. It's very uncomfortable. The bloody man in front of you has the same feeling as me." Huang Erdan told his feelings.
Qin Lang.
"Oh, then feel it." Qin Lang nodded lightly and shouted softly: "Seize the God."
As soon as he finished speaking, the bloody man immediately flew towards Huang Erdan, and while the latter was motionless, he fit perfectly with Huang Erdan's body.
"Oops! My demon soul feels a temptation, just like a bat asking about the taste of blood. But when Mr. Xiechen used it just now, it was pure suction force, forcibly depriving my demon soul. These two
There is an essential difference between them." Huang Erdan felt it carefully.
"Well, that's right, I changed the order of energy circulation of the Death-Destroying Heavenly Star Technique, and naturally there will be different effects." Qin Lang said calmly.
"Ah? You rashly changed the order of energy circulation. It won't have any bad effects on your body, right?" Huang Erdan asked.
"No, I have a sense of proportion." Qin Lang shook his head and said calmly, but he was thinking secretly in his heart: I have the assistance of residual techniques, which can improve the shortcomings of the technique. Replacing suction with temptation, this can
The degree of resistance of the person being cast is reduced, but correspondingly, the overbearing power of this technique is reduced a bit.
After thinking for a moment, Qin Lang did not plan to use the last step of 'killing life' for the time being. Qin Lang still needed time to study this magical technique.
"Okay, you can admit defeat." Qin Lang smiled at Huang Erdan.
"Okay." Huang Erdan couldn't wait for a long time. As soon as he heard Qin Lang's words, he burst into tears and shouted: "Oh, it's so powerful, so powerful, I give up, I give up."
Afterwards, Huang Erdan escaped from the ring.
This dramatic scene left everyone in a daze.
"I announce that the final winner of this martial arts contest is, what is your name?" Sky Blue King asked.
"Qin Lang."
"Well, that's Qin Lang." King Tianlan nodded and said with a smile.
Only after King Tianlan made the announcement did those dull young masters react.
"What? Announced? He became the prince-in-law? Are you kidding? I still want to challenge him. Mr. Sky Blue King, we still want to challenge him." A young man shouted loudly.
"Everyone of you dared to challenge Mr. Huang when he was on the stage. Now that Mr. Qin has defeated Mr. Huang, I'm afraid it's inappropriate for you to challenge him." King Tianlan said with a smile.
"Objection, I object. This is obviously a shady story. This boy is not even a young master. How can he defeat Young Master Huang?"
"That's right, they must have colluded. This guy just lied to me and said that Master Huang would admit defeat as soon as I got on stage."
"He also lied to me, but I wasn't fooled."
The young master's brothers started to shout.
"Hahaha, then why don't you come up? Maybe the prince-in-law is you, it's you, or it could be you." Qin Lang's eyes swept over the clamoring young master one by one, and he laughed.
"Lord Sky Blue King, as the young masters just said, he is not even a young master, and he is not qualified to participate in martial arts competitions to find a bride. There must be something fishy about a ninth-level celestial being defeating a sixth-level half-immortal. I hope Sir Sky Blue King will notice clearly.
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"That's right, this man has no appearance, no status, and no strength. How can he be worthy of Princess Xin'er?"
When Qin Lang heard this, he immediately became unhappy. It's understandable that you oppose it, but it's wrong to attack him personally. If this continues, Qin Lang's ancestors will be scolded for eighteen generations.
"Hey, pay attention to the wording of your words. You must speak responsibly." Qin Lang said to the young man who said that he had no appearance, no status, and no strength.
"Am I right? Look at your appearance. You are so wretched. You are not a good person at first glance. I even wonder how you got into the Tianlan Palace." The young master glared at Qin Lang.
He glanced at it and shouted sharply.
"You bastard, what did you say? Say it again?" Qin Lang raised his eyebrows. He hated others calling him vulgar.
"So what if I say you? Can you still eat me?" The young man straightened his waist and shouted loudly.
"Say it again?" Qin Lang glared fiercely, and the sourceless power of the bloodline exploded with all its strength, releasing a trace of the aura of the Bloodline Immortal hidden in the deepest part.
This aura is extremely hidden, and it is only directed at the young master who insulted him, and no one else can sense it.
The young man who insulted Qin Lang was still standing up straight, but suddenly an almost imperceptible bloody aura entered his eyes, and he was so frightened that he collapsed on the ground.
"That, that is the aura of a ninth-level half-immortal? Oh my God, could it be that he is the Holy Son?" He shouted incoherently, insulting Qin Lang.
"Hey, hey, what's wrong with you? What are you talking about? What kind of ninth-order half-immortal? What kind of holy son?" Several young men beside him asked in surprise.
"He, he..." The panic-stricken young master pointed at Qin Lang in the ring, his fingers were trembling. He was frightened crazy by the breath that Qin Lang had just leaked.
"Him? How is it possible? He is obviously just an ant of a ninth-level celestial being? What kind of saint son is a ninth-level half-immortal? Are you showing off your head?" A young man said disdainfully.
"What? You dare to say that I am an ant?" Qin Lang glared again, and the aura of the Blood Luo Immortal was released again.
Bang, the young man who called Qin Lang an ant sat down on the ground, pointed at Qin Lang with trembling fingers, and shouted tremblingly: "He, he, ninth-level half-immortal!"