Chapter 2182 What You Lost, I Will Help You Get It Back

Hearing Ji Tianxing's words, Lu Baishuang nodded slightly.

"It's not very strong, it's very strong!"

Ji Tianxing raised his eyebrows and asked, "That Tianxin Martial Sage, what was the ranking in the last holy meeting?"

"fifth."

"how about you?"

"Sixth." Lu Baishuang said in a low tone, with a hint of unwillingness in his expression.

"The Luoshui Divine Country Martial Saint who came to attend the Holy Meeting, I ranked the highest, but I couldn't even make it into the top five.

Therefore, Luoshui Divine Kingdom has always been criticized by everyone, and it is the weakest Divine Kingdom. "

Ji Tianxing became more and more puzzled, and asked: "It's strange, I think the results of this first round of lottery are basically duels between strong and weak, and there is not much suspense about the outcome.

How did you come to this place, but turned into a strong duel? "

Lu Baishuang shook his head, and said in a dull tone: "For two consecutive holy meetings, I was defeated by the sword of Tianxin Wusheng.

It is heard that he practiced a peerless sword manual ten years ago, and his skills have improved by leaps and bounds.

In this fight, I'm afraid I..."

Ji Tianxing thought for a while, his eyes became much colder, and he said via voice transmission: "From this point of view, the lottery result is very problematic, most likely it was deliberately arranged by Yuan Zhen and the others.

Tianxin Martial Sage was already stronger than you, and his skill increased greatly ten years ago, so he must have full confidence in defeating you.

Yuan Zhen did this to deliberately eliminate you in the first round, so as to make you lose face. "

Lu Baishuang nodded, and said indifferently: "It's just trying to humiliate me, what a despicable person!

If I was eliminated in the first round and couldn't even make it to the top fourteen, I would definitely be reduced to a laughingstock and damage the prestige of Luoshui Divine Kingdom. "

Ji Tianxing shook his head slightly, looked at her with a smile on his face, and said in a firm tone: "Don't worry, no matter what schemes they have, don't even think about falling into the prestige of Luoshui Divine Kingdom.

What you lost, I will help you get it back with interest! "

Lu Baishuang turned his head to look at him, and after a moment of silence, he nodded solemnly and said: "Okay! I hope you can become a blockbuster and trample everyone under your feet.

Only in this way can we resolve our hatred and avenge them for besieging us before! "

Ji Tianxing nodded with a smile.

At this time, the first competition will begin.

A middle-aged man wearing gray linen clothes and carrying an ancient fretwork sword stepped into the golden light gate in the middle of the disc first.

"Shua!"

With a flash of golden light, he left the white light disc and appeared in the void hundreds of miles away.

Obviously, this person is Tianchang Wusheng, a hermit descendant from Taihao Divine Kingdom.

Martial Saint Shen Yue, who was dressed flamboyantly in a pink long dress, smiled at the several Martial Saints beside him before turning around and flying into the light gate.

"Everyone wait for my triumphant return."

Wusheng Qingshan, Chaoying and others all spoke to cheer her up.

"Martial Saint Shen Yue, Martial Saint Tianchang is not your opponent at all, you can easily win."

"According to this emperor, we can see the outcome in a quarter of an hour at most."

"Shen Yue Martial Sage can be ranked in the top ten, but Chang Wu Sage was a low-ranking one that day..."

In the blink of an eye, Martial Saint Shen Yue also left the white light disc and appeared in the void.

She stood tens of thousands of feet away from Martial Saint Tianchang, bowed with a smile, and said in a delicate voice: "Martial Saint Tianchang, my body is delicate, please be gentle..."

Not only the tone is soft and charming, but also the eyes are looking forward to the waves, which is quite seductive.

For ordinary people, even if it is for the sake of decency and politeness, they will agree.

Martial Sage Tianchang was very rigid, and said with a deadpan expression: "Shen Yue Martial Sage was joking, you are one of the top ten martial sages, how dare you not go all out?"

Martial Saint Shen Yue's pretty face immediately turned cold, and said with a cold snort: "Hmph! You are so unmannered, if that's the case, then I will not be polite!"

When the words fell, she had already raised her arms, waved a pair of large pink embroidered sleeves, and shot ninety-nine groups of dark red rose flowers, attacking the Martial Saint in the sky.

The roses all over the sky passed through the void, blooming bright red brilliance, looking very gorgeous.

But those ninety-nine roses are all formed by condensed mana, which contains terrifying power.

Martial Saint Tianchang didn't dare to be careless, he quickly sacrificed the ancient Huiwen sword on his back, and put on a defensive posture.

He pinched the sword formula with his left hand, and swung the ancient silver sword with his right hand, dancing the sword light with cold light all over the sky, forming a mountain-like sword net, blocking in front of him.

The two began to fight, each showed their strengths, and the brilliance splashed in the void, continuously bursting out colorful shock waves.

The loud sound of "rumbling" echoed endlessly on the void platform, shaking the dark void into ripples.

One shock wave after another, like ocean waves washing over a white disc of light.

Fortunately, the white light disc has a shield that blocks the power of the shock wave.

Many martial sages watched the battle on the disk without being affected in the slightest.

On the square of Wangtian City, hundreds of thousands of warriors stared intently at the silver screen.

On the thousands of feet long light curtain, the scene on the Void Platform was clearly presented.

Seeing the two martial saints Tianchang and Shen Yue fighting, the light from the fighting was splashing, and the light and shadow of spells filled the sky, many warriors also cheered and cheered, and discussed happily.

"Martial Sage Shen Yue really deserves to be a peerless beauty. Not only is she beautiful and powerful, but even the spells used in fighting and fighting are also magnificent. It's really admirable!"

"The swordsmanship of Changwu Sheng that day seems to have originated from the hermit Dazong in ancient times, and he has the demeanor of a peerless master!"

"It's a pity that Martial Saint Shen Yue has always had the upper hand, and his strength is obviously stronger than Martial Saint Tianchang."

"Wow! The swordsmanship of Martial Saint Tianchang just now is so wonderful, it's really breathtaking!"

"Alas...it's a pity that the light curtain can only see the scene on the void platform, but can't hear the sound.

If you can hear their fighting sounds, it will be even more exciting, right? "

In the huge square, discussions and exclamations sounded one after another, and it was very lively.

The moods of hundreds of thousands of fighters also fluctuated with the competition on the Void Stage.

Before I knew it, two quarters of an hour passed.

Martial Saint Shen Yue and Martial Saint Tianchang also fought tens of thousands of moves, which consumed a lot of mana.

The battle came to an end.

Shen Yue Wusheng's complexion was slightly pale, his long hair was a little messy, and the bun and headgear were messy.

There were four long and narrow wounds on her arms and shoulders, from which bright red blood continued to ooze out.

However, the situation of Tianchang Wusheng is even worse.

His hair was disheveled, his clothes were ragged, his body was stained with blood, his mana breath was also in disorder, and he was obviously seriously injured.

The two sides fought with all their strength for hundreds of moves, and finally Wusheng Tianchang was beaten and flew back, spitting blood and falling into the void.

His soul was traumatized, and his consciousness was dizzy and blurred.

Before he could wake up, Martial Saint Shen Yue teleported in front of him, holding two knives on his neck.

"Tianchang Martial Saint, I have accepted it!"

The corner of Shen Yue Wusheng's mouth twitched into a sneer, raised his hand to withdraw his two sabers, turned and left.

Regrettably defeated, Martial Saint Tianchang withdrew his sword with a dejected expression, and left the void with a hunched body.