"it, what's the origin of this kid? It can't be just an ordinary Taoist priest, can an ordinary Taoist priest hang and beat someone who is higher than his own cultivation? He not only hung a pair, but also beat a group of people, I am grinning, I am terrible. ”

"You don't want to think about who the National Teacher is, can the people he recommends be bad? Not to mention beating these people in the foundation building period, maybe even those in the Jindan period can win. ”

"No, no, no, this is absolutely impossible, although the cultivation of the Jindan period and the foundation building period are close together, but the strength is very different, even if he can win against the ninth-order people of the foundation building period, against the monks of the Jindan period, there is no chance of winning. ”

"Don't make any noise, it's going to be the final soon, and you'll know what will happen when you see it. The yellow-haired man stood up.

persuaded the few emotional people around him to return to their seats and sit quietly, waiting for the next game.

Jing Ge won the game, but he didn't feel anything.

She did almost nothing in this competition, all thanks to the Frost Sword.

It was too easy to win.

She stepped into the stands and returned to White Night.

The snacks on the table changed a few different things, but they were undoubtedly all her favorite foods.

Jing Ge ate his snack and noticed the hateful eyes cast not far away.

She took out a small white towel and wiped her mouth, then turned her face to look.

happened to face the resentment and annoyance that Xi Jianwu hadn't had time to take back.

Jing Ge hooked his lips and sneered, and made a movement to wipe his neck at Xi Jianwu.

Xi Jianwu was so angry that he almost slapped the armrest of the chair off.

"Smack!"

"Daddy. Xi Chang'an and Xi Changgui, who were sitting on either side of him, immediately shushed him and asked him for warmth.

"Whoa. Xi Jianwu was mad, shook his hand, and swept all the tea and snacks on the table to the ground.

Pointing at Xi Changgui's nose and scolding angrily: "Bastard, how do you do things? Let you teach others, not let you send people to show off on the other party!"

Xi Changgui lowered his head and let Xi Jianwu scold angrily, not daring to refute half a sentence.

Xi Chang'an, who was next to him, took the opportunity to be courteous, angrily scolded his subordinates to come over to pack up their things, replace them with new tea, respectfully took the tea, and sent it to Xi Jianwu, and said softly: "Dad, don't be angry, there are also An Ming and Yaoyao, the strength of their brother and sister is easy to deal with stinky Taoists......

"Wow, won't you, Young Master Xi lost?"

Before Xi Chang'an's proud words were finished, the stands opposite were noisy again.

At this time, the person who appeared at the location of the teleportation array was the group of the Seven Princes.

The reason why they were boiling was not because Murong Li, the Seventh Prince, won the game, but because Xi Anming lost.

When Xi Changan heard this, he quickly stood up, rushed to the side of the railing in a panic, and looked at the place of the teleportation array in disbelief.

His proud son really lost!

But why?

An Ming has been cultivating with the Blood Spirit Bead for the past three months, and he has made rapid progress. Although it is claimed to be the sixth order of foundation building, in fact, An Ming has reached the rank of the ninth order of foundation building, and he is almost able to break through to the Jindan stage.

In this team, the only person An Ming could lose was Murong Li.

Only if he makes a move, can he hurt An Ming.

But why?

The two have never been wronged or enmity, and there is no reason why Murong Li would suddenly target An Ming.

Unless...... Unless the matter of the Blood Spirit Bead is exposed.

No...... This is also impossible, if the matter of the Blood Spirit Bead is exposed, why didn't the Seven Princes expose it to the public?

This is not in line with the style of the Seven Princes.