"I think you all know the format of the final round. The first draw of lots will determine twenty into ten, and the second draw will determine ten into five. ”

"Between the top five, there are rules for the competition, which will be announced when the time comes. ”

The white-robed man explained, "You guys, do you understand?!"

Many players nodded their heads again and again.

"Hmm. ”

The white-robed man casually threw out twenty cards from the sleeve of his robe.

There are twenty cards, and ten are blue cards that exude coldness.

Ten cards are red-striped cards that radiate a blazing heat.

"One per person. ”

As he spoke, he swung out the twenty cards in front of him.

The Holy Son and the others, with quick eyes and hands, quickly grabbed a card and got it.

This mechanism of drawing cards to match opponents naturally feels extremely fair in the eyes of the audience of the Ordinary Ming Sacred Domain.

However, in the eyes of all the saints present, it was completely different.

This white-robed man is a Void Universe Rank powerhouse who cultivates a special avenue.

When a card is played, there are implicit rules, and when the card is played, it has already decided who is playing against whom.

This is also the means by which the previous battles of Tianjiao ensure that the four secret realms and the Holy Son and Holy Maiden all advance to the final round!

Before the final battle, none of the five sides will match each other.

"Hmph, I matched this Lin Xiaoxiao, but in addition to these five parties, the strongest one, just right, also tested her true strength. ”

The white-robed man sneered in his heart, obviously extremely confident in his card skills.

"Okay, now, show the cards in your hands!"

He said confidently.

"Hmm...... Hmmm......"

He looked at them one by one, his fingers flying, and he recorded the information on the battle list in the sky.

"Hmm...... Huh?!"

His eyes shrank, but when he saw the numbers on the card that Lori showed him, a bad premonition came to him.

"How is that possible?!"

He rubbed his eyes, looked at the number again, and then smiled bitterly in complete confusion: "Lin Xiaoxiao, against Xiahou Jie." ”

Among the contestants, a lean teenager turned pale and his eyes dimmed.

He is Xiahou Jie, in the first round of the competition, he was the twentieth to enter the Xuanyang Tower, it can be said that it is pure luck, among these twenty people, the strength is at the bottom.

"Why am I so unlucky, I actually ran into the first round directly. ”

Xiahou Jie declined before the battle and felt endless pressure.

However, in comparison, the man in the white robe was the most unbelievable person on the field: "I miscalculated!......?

At this moment, he almost doubted his cultivation path.

Can't even a galaxy-level little girl be completely calculated?

This doubt almost became a flaw in his Dao heart, making it difficult for him to truly enter the realm of a saint in this life.

These saints were also a little surprised.

In the daddy's restaurant, Lin Yi also smiled lightly, the lucky halo on his baby girl's head used to be the personal magic weapon of the goddess of luck, and it had the energy efficiency to usurp the sky and change her life.

How can a small Void Plane be calculated!?

"The strongest opponent who was originally arranged for her......"

The white-robed man was in a cold sweat, and his gaze moved slowly.

"The Son ......"

He felt a tightness in his chest, almost spit out a mouthful of blood, and turned back to the Xuanyang Sage to cast an explainer glance.

The Xuanyang Sage smiled lightly and waved his hand indifferently.

The mysterious power lingering on Lin Xiaoxiao's body, even he couldn't see through it, and it was reasonable for the white-robed man to miss.

As long as it doesn't affect it, the juniors of the four secret realms and the Holy Son are all in the top five, and that's fine.

"Hoo ......"

Seeing that the Xuanyang Sage was not really angry, the white-robed man also exhaled a sigh of relaxation.

"The first game, it's officially begun!"

At this moment, the atmosphere of the entire Ming Saint Domain was raised. The final battle of the much-anticipated battle of Tianjiao has started at this moment!

The first game is the Holy Son, against the strongest outside of the six favorites to win the championship.

"My name is Qingyan, please ask the Holy Son for advice. ”

Qingyan's eyes flashed with a hint of fanaticism, because his talent was too high since he was a child, he developed the self-confidence that the king of heaven and Lao Tzu were not convinced.

He participates in the battle of Tianjiao, and his goal is to win the championship!

"Little Holy Son, since I met you in the first game, it's also providential!, I, Qingyan, want to take this opportunity to become famous in the entire Ming Sacred Domain!! defeat the Holy ......"

The thought has not yet fully risen.

A wave of extreme horror swept over him!!

"Gone!?How could it be!?"

In Qingyan's eyes, the figure of the Holy Son disappeared directly!

"No way! I'm a ......."

Before the thought could pass through him, he felt the back of his neck receive an extreme blow!

In an instant, his consciousness went dark......

“......”

Silence, long silence.

After a long time, the spectators who watched the game in the entire Ming Sacred Domain chanted.

Inspiring!

Spike!

It's too strong!

It's just incredibly strong!

Is this really just the speed and strength of a teenager under the age of twenty!?

"Is it also a black hole?"

In Daddy's restaurant, Lin Yi raised his eyebrows: "It's okay, otherwise, for Xiaoxiao, this game will be too boring." ”

"Shhh...... Black Hole Stage!?Eighteen-year-old Black Hole Stage!?"

This news fell to the ears of ordinary Sanctuary people, but it was like a depth charge, which made them unbelievable.

In the entire history of the Ming Saint Domain, there has never been a single appearance!

Even if it was a Xuanyang Saint, when he first achieved the Black Hole Level, he was hundreds of years old!!

"Genius!"

"Future Sage ......"

This kind of vocabulary is instantly all over the Internet.

The voices that had a small possibility of winning the championship before were instantly suppressed.

At the moment, except for a few in Daddy's restaurant.

In the entire Ming Saint Domain, few people still think that Lin Xiaoxiao can win the championship......

"Just after entering the black hole stage, you can do this step, it is indeed infinitely potential, if you cultivate it well, you will definitely be able to become a saint in the future. ”

A kind of holy king is smiling and congratulating.

Before the age of twenty, even they had never seen the black hole level!

However, the path to sanctification does not depend entirely on talent, but on the state of mind and the heart of the Dao.

In history, most of the saints and saints who once shined for a while, until they died, they were only the ultimate in the void, and they couldn't even step out of the quasi-saint step......

No matter how talented he is, he doesn't have that heart for the Tao.

In the end, it can only be ignored by everyone.

Become a speck of dust in the long river of time.

Because the performance of the Holy Son was too dazzling, the rest of the games did not attract anyone's attention.

Including the level, it can already be compared to the outstanding performance of several secret realm juniors of the previous Holy Son.

None of them made waves.

Compared to this Holy Son who had reached the Black Hole Stage before the age of twenty, they were too bleak......

Only this last game makes people look forward to it a little, after all, this is the super dark horse who stepped on the Holy Son and won the first round of the championship before-

Lin Xiaoxiao!