84_84136 Black hair is like ink, and blood stains Fang Tian's halberd.

Qin Wentian stood there, like an ancient god of war, a former teenager, completely ignited at this moment, the long-accumulated battle intent, crazy outburst.

At this moment, the crowd didn't seem to be so confident in Luo Qianqiu, after witnessing Qin Wentian defeat Sikong Mingyue strongly, they faintly felt that Qin Wentian might really be able to defeat Luo Qianqiu and win the King's Landing Banquet.

At this moment, they seemed to have forgotten the bet, and only the rising boy in their eyes seemed to be looking forward to it, expecting him to complete the final counterattack, then, in a few years, this will become a legend.

Qin Wentian, can he defeat Luo Qianqiu?

I saw that at this moment, facing Qin Wentian's Fang Tian Painting Halberd, Luo Qianqiu took a step forward, and his battle intent was also boiling.

The person who was once trampled by him is now pointed at him with such an arrogant attitude, then, there is only one battle.

"Rest for two hours. ”

Just when the breaths of the two collided, an indifferent voice came out, and it was the old man beside Chu Tianjiao who spoke.

This made the crowd's eyes stagnate, and they felt quite unhappy, Qin Wentian and Luo Qianqiu were both preparing for a fight, why bother to let them rest.

Why not, go straight to the King's Landing Banquet peak showdown.

However, even if they were unhappy and the other party spoke, they could only wait for two hours.

Qin Wentian's brows furrowed slightly, and his eyes looked at the old man, since he was ready to fight, why did he want to stop?

"You both rest and prepare for the fight. The old man continued, Luo Qianqiu and Qin Wentian had no choice but to nod, since the other party asked them to wait, they could only wait for two hours.

"I'm sure you're all a little tired, so let's rest and relax for a while. Chu Tianjiao looked at the people around him and said with a smile.

Although everyone in the stands had their own thoughts, they were still laughing and chatting casually.

Luo Qianqiu left the side of the battle platform, as if he had been called away.

"Qin Wentian, can you come over and talk about it. ”

At this moment, I saw a voice coming out, and the crowd turned their eyes, and then they saw a person beside Chu Tianjiao looking at Qin Wentian.

This person is the middle-aged man who rarely speaks, the moment he spoke, the eyes of many powerful people suddenly shrank their pupils, and he asked Qin Wentian, go over and talk about it?

These powerful people know where this middle-aged man comes from, and he asked Qin Wentian to talk about it, which can't help but make many people feel frightened, especially the people of the Ye family and the Ou family.

That's right, Qin Wentian's talent is very likely to be valued, but he defeated Sikong Mingyue.

Even if they stood on the opposite side of Qin Wentian's hostility, they had to admit Qin Wentian's talent, and if they stood in the other party's perspective, they would be willing to win over Qin Wentian.

Qin Wentian put away Fang Tian's halberd, the roaring bloodline gradually disappeared, the bloodline shackles had been untied, and after enduring the boundless pain, he endured it with a strong will, which was the reason why he was late for today's King's Landing banquet, and now, he was able to control the power of his own bloodline.

Stepping over the battle platform, Qin Wentian walked in front of the middle-aged man, only to see several young people around him looking at him, with a faint edge in his eyes.

These people are probably from the same place as Luo Qianqiu, and their strength is naturally beyond doubt.

"Come back and have a few drinks. The middle-aged man slowly turned around and took Qin Wentian to the side behind Chu Chunqiu, where a banquet had already been set up, and it was surrounded by people, no one disturbed it, but it seemed quite quiet.

After the middle-aged man and Qin Wentian sat down, someone immediately poured wine, only to see the middle-aged man raising his glass to Qin Wentian, and said with a smile: "The talent is good, are you interested in joining the Jiuxuan Palace." ”

Qin Wentian's expression froze, and sure enough, this person was really from the Jiuxuan Palace.

The Nine Xuan Palace is the force behind the Chu State and the other ten countries, and it cannot be offended, in a sense, if he can join the Nine Xuan Palace, it must have an extraordinary meaning for him Qin Wentian.

However, Mo Xian's last conversation with him made him feel a little guilty in his heart.

Jiuxuan Palace, it seems that he has a heart for the Heavenly Star Pavilion of the Emperor Star Academy, if he agrees to join the Nine Xuan Palace, but the Nine Xuan Palace lets him stand on the opposite side of the Emperor Star Academy, it is obviously what he does not want.

"Senior, this King's Landing Banquet decisive battle?" Qin Wentian asked tentatively, he wanted to make sure that Luo Qianqiu wanted to enter the Heavenly Star Pavilion, whether there was a meaning behind the Nine Xuan Palace.

"I want you to lose. The middle-aged man raised his glass to Qin Wentian with a smile, his voice was very calm, as if he was saying something insignificant, but it made Qin Wentian's pupils shrink.

Looking at the other party's smile, he felt a slight chill in his heart.

I want you to lose!

The simple four words seem to contain an unquestionable will, which is the will of the Nine Xuan Palace.

Jiuxuan Palace, they want Qin Wentian to lose, even if they value Qin Wentian's talent.

"Don't worry, as long as you join the Nine Xuan Palace, you will get more than what the first of a King's Landing Banquet can give you, you should have heard of what kind of power the Nine Xuan Palace is, and I do appreciate your talent very much. The middle-aged man was stunned when he saw Qin Wentian, and continued to smile: "It's just that for some reason, you have to lose this battle, Qianqiu must take the first place, as for some small conflicts between you, I will mediate." ”

Qin Wentian was silent, only feeling a little depressed.

Of course he didn't want to admit defeat, the moment he stepped on the King's Landing banquet, he came to fight for the first, even if he really lost, he had no regrets, however, now he has pointed to the first, Jiuxuan Palace, but told him, you must lose.

He didn't want to lose, let alone deliberately lose, but forces like the Nine Xuan Palace made him feel like a mountain was pressing behind him.

"There are still two hours, you think about it seriously, what the Nine Xuan Palace can give you is by no means comparable to the Emperor Star Academy, with your talent, joining the Nine Xuan Palace is your best choice. The middle-aged man still smiled, and after saying that, he left, leaving Qin Wentian there alone.

Although he was always chatting with Qin Wentian with a smile, Qin Wentian understood that behind those smiles, no one knew what kind of thoughts were hidden.

After drinking all the wine in the cup, Qin Wentian left here.

"Think about it. When he passed by the middle-aged man, he saw the other party smiling at him.

"I'll think about it. Qin Wentian did not respond to the other party head-on, but returned to the battle platform, at this moment, many people of the power were speculating, just now, Qin Wentian was called into the other side, what did the people of the Nine Xuan Palace say to him?

Presumably he invited Qin Wentian to join the Nine Xuan Palace, however, Qin Wentian, did he agree?

They seemed to want to see something in Qin Wentian's eyes, but they saw that Qin Wentian directly closed his eyes, held the star meteorite in his hand, and began to close his eyes and breathe, as if he had entered a state of selflessness.

No one knew what he was thinking, and no one knew what had just happened, except for the middle-aged man and Qin Wentian himself.

Time passed slowly, and everyone couldn't wait.

According to the latest odds of Zui Miaolou, the odds of Luo Qianqiu and Qin Wentian winning the championship are completely equal, both of them are one to two.

This is equivalent to betting on who won, after the odds appeared, countless people began to pressure Qin Wentian to win, and their hopes for Qin Wentian even surpassed Luo Qianqiu.

In the world of martial arts, everyone has a dream of being strong.

Luo Qianqiu was born with a golden key, he was considered the most powerful contender for the championship of this King's Landing Banquet from the beginning, Qin Wentian is a dark horse, he has killed all the way to the present with the sevenfold realm of chakras, such a counterattack has made countless people feel excited, and they also expect that they can be like Qin Wentian, under the gaze of everyone's amazement, step by step to the peak.

It can be said that many people bet on Qin Wentian is no longer just the pursuit of interests, but from the inner emotion, as well as a kind of faith.

They wanted to see a different kind of King's Landing.

They also hope that if Qin Wentian is famous and shocking the world in a few years, maybe this battle will become a legend.

Two hours were short, but the crowd felt very long, as if after a few days and nights, the old man finally announced the beginning of the decisive battle of King's Landing.

At this moment, the vast space was silent, and everyone looked at the two figures standing opposite each other on the battle platform speechlessly, the last battle of the King's Landing Banquet, Luo Qianqiu, against Qin Wentian, will this battle be recorded in the history of the Chu State?

On Luo Qianqiu's body, the furious Thunder and Lightning Star Soul and Star Yuan Force were roaring, and he stood there, like a thunder god.

Qin Wentian held the Fang Tian Painting Halberd, and his bloodline began to ignite, although the roaring bloodline just now suppressed it and consumed him a lot, but even so, it was still enough to support this battle.

Xingchen Yuan Force began to mobilize, but at this moment, Qin Wentian's face suddenly changed, becoming extremely ugly.

"Fight!" Luo Qianqiu roared angrily, and in an instant, Lei Zun's arm swept over, Qin Wentian Tie blushed, holding Fang Tian's halberd to resist, but the momentum was far inferior to when he fought with Sikong Mingyue.

With a loud bang, Qin Wentian's body flew out and fell on top of the battle platform, snorting and spitting out a mouthful of blood.

"This ......"

The crowd with endless expectations was stunned when they saw such a scene, and with one blow, Qin Wentian was injured by Luo Qianqiu, is the gap between the two really so big?

This makes many people feel lost, are they wrong?

"Why?" Qin Wentian's eyes were full of anger, and he looked towards the middle-aged man beside the Qingyu Dragon chair.

During these two hours, he drank only a small glass of wine.

However, at this moment, in his chakras, the Xingchen Yuan Force seemed to be running unsmoothly.

"I want you to lose. Qin Wentian remembered this categorical voice, and was sad and indignant in his heart, Jiuxuan Palace, I want him to lose!.