"In comparison, it is better for Qing'er to be tired, at least her life will not be hurt. And given the situation, no one will care how many times she has danced Feiliu Wu, right?" Wei Yang said.
An Ning sighed and said: "That's what I say, but this is not Li Tianming's style. Whenever he tolerates something, he will fight back immediately, otherwise he won't be able to bear it."
Wei Yang hesitated for a moment, then he also had a headache, and said slowly: "It's better that you understand him."
Because of Li Tianming's temperament, no one is watching the melee between the two pairs of men and women in the central area. Everyone is waiting for the next challenge from the talented men and women of the Tomb of Gods Cult!
"Who is on the third table in the Tomb of Gods?"
"I don't know the man, but the woman seems to be a direct descendant of Xingxuan Vein. Her name is Xingxuan Yumo."
"What realm?"
"The twelfth-level Chaos God is very strong."
"It's terrifying to be able to come close to breaking through the destiny before a thousand years old. In our Xuanting, we can't find many."
People were talking about it.
Finally, the battle ended. This time, Xuanting won the victory. Therefore, in the central area, Xuanting's total number of poetry cards was even higher!
However, no one cares about this card.
Everyone looked towards the third table of the God’s Tomb!
Although Xingxuan Yumo is a woman, she seems to be in charge. Judging from her dark red eyes, the murderous intention and anger she had just accumulated have not dissipated at all!
As soon as she got up, she held a poetry card and pointed it at Li Tianming. Regardless of the poetry meeting, she said coldly and solemnly: "Li Tianming, we challenge you. If you have the guts, don't bully the weak and be afraid of the strong. Pick out the soft persimmons to attack."
, which makes people look down upon.”
"right!"
"This kid just wants to get a few more poetry cards. What's the use?"
"ridiculous."
These talented men and women from the God's Tomb Sect, with their eyes like swords, stood before Li Tianming's eyes.
"Can't get on stage? You're a waste!" Xingxuan Yumo said coldly.
Seeing this, An Qing reminded her softly: "Brother-in-law, the twelfth level is stronger and we have the initiative. Why don't we continue to bully the eleventh level first? I can jump anyway...
"
Li Tianming smiled slightly at her, then looked at Xingxuan Yumo, and said: "It's really not a big problem to fight with you two, but I don't think it's interesting."
"Then what do you think would be interesting?" Xingxuan Yumo asked coldly.
"Add more, take out ten poetry cards together, I can barely accept it." Li Tianming said calmly.
Overlaying is also a rule of the Tianjie Poetry Club. It is applicable when one party desperately wants to fight with the other party, so it can take out more poetry cards and invite the other party to fight.
However, if Li Tianming agrees to fight and still loses, no matter how many poetry cards the opponent plays, he will only lose one.
This is the rule for overcoding.
You can add whatever you want, but I don't have to.
"Ten poetry cards?" Xing Xuan Yumo's face wrinkled immediately.
In this Tianjie Poetry Club, ten poetry cards are equivalent to those in the ordinary area. It takes ten games to defeat the opponent. Although the number is not large, it is still crucial once the two sides bite hard.
"The purpose of this guy is to make sure that we want to capture him, so the lion wants to pick his opponent and get more poetry cards, so that Xuan Ting can win the second banquet. With the wedding gift, he will
Can gain more recognition from all clans in Xuanting."
Mu Baiyi was relatively calm and explained Li Tianming's purpose immediately.
"According to the rules of the poetry meeting, he is full of hatred and has no fear. In addition, he brought his sister-in-law to attend, so he can choose his opponent. We are very passive." Xing Xuanyu said.
"Ten pieces, are you sure?" Mu Baiyi asked.
Xingxuan Yumo bit her lip. She knew that ten cards were crucial. If she lost, it would have a huge impact on morale. Moreover, they could all see that Li Tianming was not easy to deal with.
This is the key.
Xingxuan Yumo glanced at his male partner and said: "Xiao Dong is only tenth level and is of no use. I won't take this risk and let others
Let’s go with the Double Twelve combination.”
Her male companion, actually her little cousin, was brought here to see the world. If she had known that this was the case, she would have chosen someone with similar strength to herself!
"Okay." Mu Baiyi also nodded.
This means that Xingxuan Yumo "dare not" increase the stakes and give up the challenge to Li Tianming, so they can only switch to other Xuanting male and female groups.
Her choice not only made the Xuanting clan laugh, but also made many people in the Tomb of Gods Sect feel discouraged and angry.
"Don't worry! He is greedy for poetry cards, which is also an opportunity for us! People die for money and birds die for food. There are always times when he overestimates himself..."
The male and female members of the Tomb of Gods Cult could only send messages and warnings to each other. Judging from their faces, they were ready to fight Li Tianming to the death.
"Who designed the rules of the Poetry Club to benefit him so much? Next time the Poetry Club should not be given a chance to resist!"
"There is no other way. We have to be more dignified, otherwise these Xuanting wastes will not dare to come up and be humiliated..."
The God-Emperor Banquet has been held so many times, but they have never encountered an opponent like Li Tianming in Xuanting. These men and women from the Tomb of Gods Cult can only be furious.
Next, several more debates were held in the central area!
Except for An Qing, no one has gone up to perform at the moment.
On the other side of the God Tomb Sect, the next few groups were not even as good as Mu Baibai. Even if they wanted Li Tianming dead ten thousand times, they knew it and didn't come up to give them cards.
finally!
We’ve arrived at the eighth table of the God’s Tomb Cult!
Sitting on the eighth table was a man and woman who were obviously extraordinary and of noble blood. They were far superior to the geniuses around them both in talent and magnanimity!
The young man has blond hair and golden eyes, a lazy posture, and is very tall, more than two meters tall, but also very handsome. He has a very domineering appearance. The strong blond hair is like a mane, which makes him look a bit like a man.
A golden lion.
The other one is a girl with black hair and black skirt. She is much petite, with snow-white eyes and no pupils.
It looks a little hollow and weird, but it looks pretty and charming, but there is an extremely dangerous feeling about it, like a black kitten.
"The woman's name is 'Taicang Yin', and she is a direct descendant of Tai Cangmai from the God's Tomb Sect." An Qing quietly introduced her to Li Tianming.
"Taicangmai, is the soul god of the Tomb of Gods Cult?" Li Tianming asked.
"Hmm... It's very orthodox. According to the general consensus, they are also the strongest soul gods in Xuanting, right? After all, they are from the Tomb of Gods Cult." An Qing said weakly, obviously in awe.
It’s the Soul God again!
It is indeed different from the Lin Xiaodao, with a deeper foundation and a higher realm.
Li Tianming is not afraid of the Soul God, so he is indifferent to this system that is scary to others.
"Where's the other one?" he said calmly.
"It's called Huangjiyan, and it comes from the Huangji Vein of the Tomb of Gods. The Huangji Vein is hidden deep and rarely travels. They are also infinite beast masters, and they are obviously stronger than the Witch Beast Clan and the Forest Beast Clan." An Qing said.
Only then did Li Tianming realize that the Witch Beast Clan of the Forest Beast Tribe, known as the strongest beast master, actually had to meet one condition: "Not the God Tomb Cult".
Once the Tomb of Gods Cult is added, it is estimated that these two royal families will have nothing to do with it.
It is generally recognized that the main religious lineage of a Tomb of Gods Cult is stronger than that of an Imperial Clan.
And this male and female team, Huang Jiyan and Tai Cang Yin, come from two main religious lines respectively.
Now, it's their turn.
The burly and majestic Huang Jiyan did not show off. He directly picked up the ten poetry cards on the table and threw them onto the jade platform. Then, together with the petite and weird Tai Cangyin, he did not look at whether Li Tianming agreed or not.
Standing on the jade platform.
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Monday, please vote!
The child is on vacation, and I plan to take it back to my hometown tomorrow and drive on the road, so tomorrow's update may be a little later, and next week's update will also be delayed. I have fixed the quack code when I get home!