Chapter 91: Fuxi Music Song (1)

"I throw in the towel. ”

There was silence in the stadium, and the entire audience was silent. Bi Lingxiao and the others were dumbfounded, and Zi Songlin seemed to turn a deaf ear to the reactions around him, lazily crossing his hands behind his head, looking comfortable.

"Ahem, Mr. Zi Songlin, are you sure you will retire?" the referee asked with an embarrassed cough.

"Yes, yes, what a word, let's go, bye!" Zi Songlin yawned impatiently and waved his hand, turned around and jumped directly out of the ring.

"Then due to the departure of the purple pine forest, the winner this time is Chu Xiaoxiao. Seeing Zi Songlin stepping down without hesitation, the referee was no longer bored and directly announced the result.

"What the hell!" "Why is it abstention!"

It was only then that boos finally rang out from the audience. How is it also the semi-finals of the qualifying battle once in hundreds of years, everyone watched with the psychology of appreciating a wonderful duel, but they didn't expect to be defeated once and ended the game that had not started.

"Xiao Zi, why did you admit defeat directly!" As soon as Zi Songlin walked back slowly, Xiao Qing couldn't help but ask.

"That woman has a weapon that is immune to illusions, what else can I do if I don't admit defeat?" Zi Songlin said as a matter of course, without the slightest embarrassment and blush of admitting defeat at the beginning.

"But even if I'm immune to magic, I lost to Brother Songlin. The demon tilted its head.

"It's different!" Zi Songlin shrugged his shoulders and walked directly to the sidelines, "It seems that our eldest young master's opponent is that woman, anyway, the young master must win!"

"Hey~ Brother is really shameless!" The lazy back made Zi Yuhan make a grimace.

"I heard it, didn't you also admit defeat at halftime, we are just a matter of priority!" Her voice was as thin as a gnat, but it was still heard by the purple pine forest who had already walked a long way, and the other party's footsteps did not stop, leaving a sentence and disappearing from everyone's sight.

"This guy really does things that are unexpected. Several people looked at each other, and Mo Chen coughed.

"Rich, willful, naughty!" Bi Lingxiao burst out a few words from between his teeth. This guy is really good, don't you want to fight him like this? He didn't think that Zi Songlin would lose this game, and Xiang Tianjian's illusion immunity was a complete excuse. The demon spirit is still exempted, isn't it still beaten to the ground? Admit defeat so simply, completely avoiding the war, how can he not know that this guy has a side of pity and cherishment?

Mo Chen didn't quite understand the inner meaning of these three words, and at this time he was concerned about another issue. "Anyway, Xiaoxiao's opponent is that celestial. How's that, are you sure?"

"Nope. Bi Lingxiao closed his eyes and shook his head decisively.

"I said second brother, you have even defeated the eldest brother, why are you so unsure of that female goblin!" Zi Yuhan was very dissatisfied.

"That's also called defeat, it's not that the eldest brother tossed it himself, so I picked it up!" Bi Lingxiao spread his hands.

He and Mo Chen really know each other too well, and if they want to win, they can only take some roads that the other party doesn't know, so Mo Chen made a dangerous move, and almost killed him, not to mention, he almost got in.

"We grew up together, and I wasn't sure that I could win against my eldest brother, let alone a celestial who didn't know anything about it!" Bi Lingxiao shook his head. He had only encountered that celestial man named Chu Xiaoxiao in the preliminaries, and he stopped the game because of Dugu's ethereal nature, he didn't know what the opponent's strength was, but just looking at one move could make Zi Yuhan have no power to fight back, it would definitely not be simple.

"The light attribute of the celestial man itself is comparable to ours, and she has not shown her strength in a few games, so she really can't judge what the foundation is. Mochen nodded.

"Oh, it's all my brother's fault, even if it will be a shameful loss, I will bring back the other party's details!" Zi Yuhan put his hands around his chest and looked domineering, wrinkling his nose.

"Who knows what that guy is thinking about every day!" Bi Lingxiao pouted, the question of avoiding the battle will be talked about later, and when the qualifying battle is over, he must ask for clarification. "Let's go back too, Matsubayashi abstained from the opening and I think the time of the final may be brought forward. ”

This has been the case before. Because of the second round of scuffle, the surviving Celestial players encountered opponents outside their own clan, as long as they were not in an advantageous position, they all admitted defeat or withdrew. In order to save time, if this happens, the next game will be brought forward.

As Bi Lingxiao expected, that night, Chun'er brought the notice of the finals. The time is tomorrow noon.

At this point, it's impossible to deal with it anymore. In the face of an opponent who is completely unfamiliar and has a huge gap in rank, a sloppy opponent may be defeated. The sword and gun have no eyes, and the other party will not care about his life like Mo Chen.

Tomorrow's race is a long-awaited event, and the winner of the once-in-a-lifetime qualifying battle will be born tomorrow. This position is not only a prize, a name, but also represents the apex of the young generation in the Three Realms, which is a great honor. The whole world is paying attention to this grand event, although the intensity of the contestants seems to be not worth mentioning in the Three Realms, but you must know that they are all very young, and to be able to achieve such achievements at such an age, the future development is limitless. The qualifying battle is not only a stage for young talents to show their strengths, but also highlights the composition of the future power of the Three Realms. The birth of a strong person is enough to affect the energy of any realm.

Power comes with fame, fame comes with power, power comes with money and desire, and life is nothing more than these things. It's unbearable, but it's fascinating. Bi Lingxiao asked himself if he was not the kind of high-minded person who was indifferent to the world, and the life at the bottom made him yearn for a high place, and competitiveness and prudence did not seem to be compatible, but they were not in conflict. Who doesn't want their name to be known to the world?

Sometimes he feels like a contradiction. I didn't take it seriously before the start of the tournament, and I only thought about cheating with the help of the demon's space. After the start of the game, I didn't want to lose casually, so I took it easy with a playful mentality. was dragged and beaten by Mochen, saying that he was unwilling, but he was still looking forward to a hearty duel in his heart. In the end, before the shadow of his opponent was seen, he was already eager to try, and the excitement of the battle mixed with the apprehension of the disadvantage, turning into a peculiar emotion.

Is it because of the racial change, he didn't seem to be so 'wild' in his previous life? For his strange emotions, Bi Lingxiao laughed in his heart. However, whether it is the belligerent factor in his blood or the inferior root of his nature, he has already made a decision: he must do his best to win this championship!

In the dark room, a figure sat on a bed. His eyes were closed, his back was straight, and he remained motionless like a sculpture. In the silent air, there was not a sound except for the faint sound of breathing from the adjacent bed. Suddenly, there was a knock on the door, and two people walked in.

"Cut, my brother is really a pig!"

Hearing the sound, the purple pine forest turned over and continued to sleep. Zi Yuhan cast a disdainful look. Mo Chen smiled and shook his head, and came to another bed.

"Xiaoxiao, you don't have any other weapons except ****, take my Faith Blade tomorrow. He raised his hand, Bi Lingxiao looked over, and saw that the other party was holding a pitch-black dagger in his hand, which was the blade of faith.

"To the second brother, this is for you!" Zi Yuhan also took out an object from his arms and held it up like a treasure.

"Hey, what is this?" Bi Lingxiao took the disc that Zi Yuhan almost poked in his face, and looked back and forth strangely. It was more of an ornament than a weapon, round like a plate, with colorful streamers attached to it. After looking at it for a long time, I felt more and more that this thing seemed to look a little familiar, as if I had seen it somewhere.

"That's my inner scale, there is a chance that the phantom demon will appear when it breaks through the bottleneck, and it can summon a first-order phantom dragon three times, and it will be invalid after three times!" Zi Yuhan stuck out his tongue behind his hands.

No wonder it was so familiar, it turned out to be the scales on the phantom dragon's body! Checking the colorful dragon scales in his hand, Bi Lingxiao raised his eyes amusedly. "I didn't expect you to have such luck falling out of the inner scales, as far as I know, the chance is only one in a thousand!"

"People are just lucky!" Zi Yuhan picked his fingers, met Bi Lingxiao's playful eyes, twisted his shoulders, and suddenly stomped his feet. "Alright, I stole it from my grandfather!"

"That's pretty much it!The inner scales will summon visions, and nothing happened when you broke through!" Bi Lingxiao chuckled. In terms of practicality, the role of the inner lin is comparable to that of an artifact. Because it is an extremely rare phenomenon, when it is generated, it will even cause turmoil in the heavens and the earth. When Zi Yuhan broke through, he didn't see such a big movement!

"Oh, really, I just can't fool you!" The lie was exposed, and Zi Yuhan shook his hands and said uncomfortably.

"Okay, I won't tease you! This is the treasure of the Phantom Demon Clan, how can you take it out casually, hey, while your family doesn't know, find a chance to put it back!" Bi Lingxiao didn't bother Zi Yuhan anymore, put the dragon scales back in her hand, and returned the blade of faith to Mo Chen. "And the dagger of the eldest brother. Faith is the darkest weapon, and my cultivation is not high, so it is likely to be purified if I use it to fight against the light attribute weapon of mutual restraint. If the faith of your assassins were to be destroyed in my hands like this, the nobles of the hidden demons would surely have skinned me!"

"With us backing you, what are you afraid of!" Zi Yuhan pursed his lips, and Bi Lingxiao couldn't help laughing.

"I'm afraid of ruining your baby!"

When Mo Chen heard this, he immediately frowned. "Xiaoxiao, what do you mean by this, do Han'er and I still lack these two weapons? As long as you can win in the end, what is it if you take a few treasures!"

"It's Second Brother, I stole it out just to assist you or Big Brother in competing for the championship, otherwise what's the use of me taking it out as a fifth-order phantom dragon!" Zi Yuhan stuffed the inner scales back into Bi Lingxiao's arms and said loudly.

"Don't mother-in-law, mother-in-law, you also said that the heavenly realm doesn't know what conspiracy is planned, and you injured the son of the Heavenly God King again, with the insidious character of that lonely old man, I won't let you go easily. You can hold Han'er's things for me and Han'er, maybe you can use them in a critical moment!" Mo Chen pushed back Bi Lingxiao's hand holding the dagger, and his expression was unquestionable.

"Oh, hey, it's noisy, there are still people sleeping here, do you have a sense of public morality!" Zi Songlin's muffled voice interjected, and he grabbed the quilt to cover his head. "Big young master, you can do it, hurry up and accept them and let them go, don't delay other people's dreams!"

"Okay, okay, thank you!" Bi Lingxiao smiled and took the dragon scales and dagger. In the pitch black environment, the two treasures exuded diametrically opposed brilliance, and because of the infusion of friendship, it seemed that the cold dagger and the lifeless dragon scales had become extraordinarily warm.