Chapter 1937 I hate others threatening me the most
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Since his cultivation, the Holy Son of No Hate has been extremely talented, crowning the first generation, and was accepted as a disciple by the Second Hall Master and was enshrined as the Holy Son.
In the future, there is great hope that he can inherit the throne of the Holy Lord.
Looking at the secret realm of Tianlan, he will definitely be a giant in the future.
Today, being repeatedly provoked by Qin Hao, the anger in his heart was about to burn himself.
"I'm not convinced!"
"Qin Hao, I'm challenging you now, do you dare to fight?"
The Son of Hatredless Hatred had red eyes and roared angrily.
Hearing the provocation of the Hatless Holy Son, everyone was shocked, and hurriedly looked over, their faces full of anticipation.
Mu Yunran's face also showed surprise.
Before, Qin Hao hid his strength, he was in the late stage of the Grandmaster, and he was 108,000 miles away from the Hatless Holy Son, which was not the same.
But now, Qin Hao's momentum is released, he is in the realm of heaven and man, and he has the capital to fight with the Hatless Holy Son.
Moreover, he also wanted to know what potential Qin Hao had to be able to sweep through many Tianjiao on the Heavenly Peerless List and become the master of the Heavenly Peerless List.
Fairy Xue Yao could also show anticipation on her face.
However, Qin Hao's next words made everyone dumbfounded.
"I'm sorry, I don't dare. β
"If you accidentally lose to me, and then turn your face and deny people, the power of the Tianlan Temple is so great, I don't dare to provoke it. β
Qin Hao shook his head and said.
Poof!
Hearing Qin Hao's words, everyone's faces turned red, and some people didn't hold back, and laughed directly.
Joke!
You have offended the Son of Innocence, and you are not going to die with the Tianlan Temple, do you still care about the power of the Tianlan Temple?
This is clearly a mockery, ridiculing the hateless Son of the Son who is willing to gamble and not admit defeat.
Today, the name of the Hatless Son and the Tianlan Temple was really lost to my grandmother's house.
"You are the master of the heavens, and you can't refuse a challenge. β
At this moment, Mo Jiao suddenly said.
"You can't say no. β
The Holy Son of No Hate was depressed, and when he heard Mo Jiao's words, his face showed joy, and he laughed and said.
He was confident that as long as he fought Qin Hao, he would definitely be able to suppress him.
At that time, he will have to get back the lost face from Qin Hao a thousand times.
As the Holy Son of the Tianlan Temple, he should suppress all enemies.
"Forget it, I don't want this day's best master. β
The corners of Qin Hao's mouth twitched, he shrugged his shoulders, and said indifferently.
"Don't want it, how can you say don't want it. β
"Hehe, I don't see it, this is a clear fear of the hateless Son, and he doesn't dare to fight at all. β
"That's for sure, the Hatless Holy Son was born in the Tianlan Temple, cultivated the top exercises, and his combat power was amazing, catching up with the Dacheng Heavenly and Human Realm. β
"If he dares to fight, he will be beaten all over the ground by the Holy Son in less than ten moves. β
"Yes, although he is the master of the Heavenly Peerless List, it is a talent test, and it does not represent combat effectiveness. β
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Seeing Qin Hao's cowardice, everyone was not surprised, they had already guessed this result.
Like Fairy Xue Yao, her talent is still above the Hatless Holy Son, and she is equal to the Tianlan Holy Lord, but when it comes to combat effectiveness, she is definitely not as good as the Hatless Holy Son.
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Mo Jiao was also stunned.
Heavenly Peerless Lord, what a great glory this is, destined to be remembered by the Tianlan Secret Realm, to be passed down through the ages, the demon of talent, and suppress all Tianjiao for two thousand years.
Such a supreme honor, it is too casual to give up when you say that you will give up.
What's more, the Heavenly Absolute List was left by Tianlan Ancestor, and he was only a caretaker, and he was not qualified to determine the ranking.
"It's okay to fight me if you want to, first complete the previous bet. β
Then, Qin Hao glanced at the Hatless Saint Son and said.
"You ......"
The Son of No Hatred was furious.
If this was in the outside world, he dared to guarantee that Qin Hao would have been a corpse a long time ago.
"Qin Hao, do you dare to bet with me again, if you lose, the previous bet will be written off. β
The Son of No Hate gritted his teeth fiercely and said.
He could see that Qin Hao was holding on to the gambling contract, just wanting to tease him.
Put all oneβs eggs in one basket!
Everyone said secretly in their hearts.
The Son of No Hate wants to use this battle to regain his lost dignity.
With his strength, he does have this qualification.
"The idea of the Son of No Hatred, you should be able to see it. β
Mu Yunran shook his head and said.
Although the Son of Hatredless is arrogant and domineering, his talent and strength are all top-notch, there is no doubt about it.
Although Qin Hao is also a genius, the gap in the realm is not something that talent can make up.
With the ruthlessness of the Holy Son without hatred, he will never show mercy to Qin Hao's subordinates.
"I played a good abacus, but I didn't find the right person. β
Fairy Xue Yao said with a smile.
Qin Hao's strength is definitely not as simple as it seems, if the hateless Holy Son dares to despise it, he is bound to learn a lesson.
Even if it is solemnly waited, it is not yet known who will kill the deer.
"And what if you lose?"
Qin Hao became interested and asked.
Hearing Qin Hao's words, everyone shook their heads, could the Hatless Holy Son lose?
"If I lose, you can make any conditions. β
The Son of No Hatred said in a deep voice.
It is impossible to lose, and you can't ...... in this life
Well.
was too careless before, he was calculated by Qin Hao, if he hadn't hidden his strength, he wouldn't have been fooled stupidly.
The Son of No Hatred comforted himself in his heart.
After the baptism of the law, he took a step further and broke through to the peak of the Xiaocheng Heavenly Human Realm, and his true qi was surging.
Coupled with the powerful exercises of the temple, it is enough to compete with the ordinary Dacheng Heaven and Human Realm.
He could feel that Qin Hao was just a small celestial person, and he had not reached the peak, don't look at it as just a small step, and the gap between them was like cloud mud.
Moreover, Qin Hao was born in the Wuji Sect, a sect that has no reputation at all, no matter how strong the exercises are, he can still be stronger than the temple.
If you want to suppress Qin Hao, it's too simple.
In the battle of martial arts, death and injury are inevitable.
In case, if he can't hold his hand, even if he beats Qin Hao to death, he can only die in vain.
"Okay, I'll raise the bet a little bit, and if I win, you'll get on your knees and shout three times that you're shit. β
After thinking for a while, Qin Hao said.
"Yes!"
The Son of No Hate said without thinking.
Anyway, he won the battle, even if Qin Hao gambled with him, he would accompany him to the end.
"Mr. Mo, as a messenger, you must be fair and just. β
Qin Hao looked at Mo Jiao and said.
In order to receive the messenger, he could definitely suppress the hateless son and make the latter fulfill the gambling contract, but he did not do so, which is a clear protection.
"Of course!"
Mo Jiao shook the huge dragon head and said.
Previously, he remembered that the Holy Son of No Hate was the Holy Son of the Tianlan Temple, the future Holy Lord of Tianlan, so he opened his eyes and gave him a chance.
After all, the Tianlan Temple is a force created by the master, and it can't lose face.
It's a big deal, during this competition, if the hateless saint son secretly killed him, he would have saved Qin Hao's life.
Click!
With a wave of his hand, a huge wind blade appeared, cutting off a mountain peak next to it, and a stone platform appeared, which could be used as a battlefield.
"Death soon!"
With one step, the figure appeared on the stone platform, and the hateless saint son shouted violently.