"The Eldar are known as the strongest race. Although this may not be true, it is your turn to take the lead this time!"
"Yes, why don't you speak? Do you want us to die so that you can reap the benefits?"
"Spirit races are indeed all equally treacherous and untrustworthy!"
Lingji was speechless and wanted to show off his power, but his smile became more confident and tolerant, "I didn't expect it that way. However, since the brothers of the Yu Clan volunteered, and the Yu Clan is also a powerful race, descendants of the gods, why don't we believe him!"
"Hmph, you are greedy for life and afraid of death." Yu Maosheng mocked mercilessly. Even if he supported him, he would not have a good impression of him.
Jin Wujing held his hands and saw that Ling Ji was not moving, so he wouldn't move either. Although his brain is weak, he also understands that with the wisdom of the spirit race, he really should not compete for the first place, but should be ranked behind the spirit machine. "I'm behind the Eldar!"
Feng Chi also smiled slightly and said, "I'm at the end!"
Jin Wujing was a little surprised, "I thought you would be in front of me!" Although the elves are not tall, they have great ambitions. They have always been willing to show their strength to the world, so how could they be willing to succumb to others.
Feng Ling swore that he really hated this stubborn Vajra clan. He snorted coldly and raised his chin high. At the same time, in order to prevent himself from appearing weak when speaking, he quickly flashed his wings and flew above Jin Wujing's head, "Humph, of course a master will do it." Your Majesty! I will clean up your mess."
Jin Wujing didn't care. Arguing with the little girl would only cost him his status. He only needed to win the eighth round to prove the power of the Vajra clan! Nodding, "Come on!"
"You idiot, you're so mad at me!" Feng Chime was going crazy, almost crazy. But silently thinking about maintaining the nobility and elegance of the elves, I held back.
The corners of Lingji's mouth twitched fiercely! What do these two masters mean? Do you want to be cannon fodder for them?
Yu Maosheng, the Guangmu clan, the Yanshi clan and others looked at him coldly!
Anyway, in order to win in the end, he will suffer the loss of being dumb! However, the eighth level of Kaio Realm is not so easy to lose to the seventh level of Kaio Realm! There is a lot of wisdom here.
"I support the Yu Clan to take action first! Once he wins, it will save us from taking action."
"Hey, the spirit tribe is really greedy for life and afraid of death!"
"If I didn't know you are cunning and cunning, I would almost believe it."
Other races showed no shame and sneered at him.
Ling Ji couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth, he didn't expect the reputation of the Spirit Tribe to be so bad. You must hold on. Whether you can clear away misunderstandings for the Spiritual Clan depends on your performance today. "Peace is the most important thing, no personal attacks. Let us put aside our disputes and welcome the victory of the alien race together!"
"Hey!" The other aliens sneered unceremoniously. But they believed his last words. In order to win, they could only temporarily value peace.
Lingji faced Yu Maosheng with a smile, showing no trace of placing her hope on him, "Brother Yu, please!"
"Huh, what a waste of time!"
Yu Maosheng was very dissatisfied with this discussion, but fortunately he was willing to accept the result. Immediately he flapped his wings and fell from the sky like a god, landing on the ring. Today he wanted to show off the heroic appearance of the Yu Clan.
"Human Sage Lin, today I, Yu Maosheng, will be your opponent! You will not be embarrassed if you lose to me."
It seems like this guy is confident that he can win. Lin Xuan showed a caring look in his eyes, "You won't be embarrassed if you lose to me! Come on."
Yu Maosheng was too lazy to continue this childish quarrel and looked down at him coldly, ready to take action.
At this time, a group of sparkling people suddenly rushed in from Shuicheng's team. Each one had a crazy look and scorching eyes. They pushed aside the crowd regardless of the noise and stretched their heads to look for Lin Xuan.
Finally, he found Lin Xuan's traces and stretched out his hands desperately, as if he wanted to reach him.
"Ding! Congratulations to the host, the faith value is +2000."
"Ding! Congratulations to the host, the faith value is +1000."
"Ding! Congratulations to the host, the faith value is +3000."
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"Lin Shengjun, come on, we in Yincheng will always believe in you!"
"Lin Shengjun will win, Lin Shengjun will win!"
"Lin Shengjun, I love you, you will definitely win!"
Such a passionate shout also surprised the Lord of Shuicheng. He couldn't help but feel ashamed when he thought that the Lord of Yincheng and the people trusted Lin Xuan so much, and that he had doubts. He thought about it and opened his mouth to shout.
"Come on, Lin Shengjun! I believe in you."
"Ding! Congratulations to the host, the faith value is +2000."
Lin Xuan could not help but be slightly surprised and amused after receiving such a large amount of faith points on the ring. Does he still need an atmosphere team to warm up the game? Shaking his head, he accepted this affection.
Yu Maosheng looked at him coldly. Although he was surprised by Lin Shengjun's popularity among the human race, he also felt that it was destined to end in tragedy. "They love you very much. If they witness your death with their own eyes, they will be forever grateful to you. You can rest in peace!"
The faith value after death is useless! Lin Xuan was immediately speechless. This feathered man was really good at stabbing people with cold knives. "If you're done, I guess we can get started."
"Humph." Yu Maosheng was very angry. As expected, he was not good at quarreling with such low-level people. But fortunately, strength is respected in the Tianyuan world, and he only needs to show his strength to regain his glory. "Game start!"
"Come!" Lin Xuan also called out the Piaoxue Sword.
As Yu Maosheng pulled out his long sword and swung it, a majestic sword energy slashed from the southeast to the northwest, instantly cutting off the mountain that stretched for hundreds of miles. Groundwater erupted, and mountains, rocks, and trees fell one after another.
This kind of destructive power is really normal. Lin Xuan just sneered, walked up, and immediately counterattacked with the Snow Sword. "The first form of Dugu's Nine Swords, the pen moves the dragon and the snake!"
A sharp sword intent poured out, directly cutting Yu Maosheng's long sword into two pieces! And let blood flow from his tiger's mouth.
After one attack failed, Yu Maosheng's expression remained unchanged. Victory and defeat were common matters for military strategists, and the failure of one move was not enough to affect the overall situation. Lin Xuan is indeed powerful, but he still has many ways to deal with him.
Yu Maosheng burst out his life source to recover from his injuries. When Lin Xuan approached, he spread his wings to protect himself, pushed him away, then raised his bow and arrow and shot into the sky!
"Arrow formation!"
Whizzing! Countless arrows with white tail feathers chased Lin Xuan madly and quickly.
This level of density is worthy of the eighth level of Kaiou! Lin Xuan not only stopped joking and completed this competition seriously!
Finally, Yu Maosheng did have some accomplishments in wing protection, and could continuously use the invisible divine wings surrounding himself to push Lin Xuan away, but in terms of arrow formation and self-repair, he was just average!
Lin Xuan cut off his head easily and saw his handsome face become stiff and his eyes full of doubts. "I'm sorry, you are not my opponent yet!"
Then throw Yu Maosheng's head into the Yu clan's team!
