The competition entered the finals, and many people's eyes couldn't help but fall on Mo Tianshu. He was the only one who was the best candidate to become the Holy Son.
Qin Dong's appearance may be surprising, but he can defeat Tong Fang and Lu Yangyan, but he may not be able to defeat the chief disciple of Tiandu Peak!
Therefore, so far, Mo Tianshu is still the one that everyone is most optimistic about!
Only Mo Tianshu is the one everyone hopes for!
Shangguan Bingyun stood in the audience. He was not affected by the crowd at all. Instead, his eyes were blazing, as if he had discovered a new world. He looked at Qin Dong and said softly: "Having understood the power of the two laws in advance, I still use 'power' The Law of Thunder, which is famous for its speed, and the Law of Wind, which is famous for its speed, maybe this guy really has a chance to become the third Holy Son..."
No one else was optimistic about Qin Dong, but Shangguan Bingyun had a sharp eye and actually stood firmly with Ling Xiudao and the others, feeling that Qin Dong might really have a chance to create a miracle.
No matter how strong Mo Tianshu is, he has his limits. On the other hand, Qin Dong has unlimited potential...
Maybe at this moment, Qin Dong's strength is a little weaker and he can't see any advantage. But no matter what, Qin Dong has understood the power of the two laws. It would be better if the law of wind can be stronger. .
After this battle, Qin Dong fought three more battles in succession. However, most of the true disciples were far inferior to Lu Yangyan in strength. Qin Dong did not need to use all his strength. He only needed to use the law of thunder a little, or a With divine power, he can be defeated extremely easily.
During this period, Mo Tianshu also appeared on the stage several times. I wonder if he was stimulated by Qin Dong. Every time he fought, he defeated the enemy with one move, crushing the opponent with overwhelming force, and again in full view of the public. He blasted out of the ring and quickly established the victory.
In one victory after another, Mo Tianshu was in the limelight and his momentum reached its peak. Among the many true disciples of the Qianyang Sword Sect, he became famous and became almost "invincible".
Many female disciples, still in the crowd, kept shouting Mo Tianshu's name. Little stars appeared in their eyes, and they regarded her as the senior they admired most in their lives.
Qin Dong, the stepping stone, had little sense of existence under its shroud. Many people even subconsciously believed that Qin Dong's existence was to pave the way for Mo Tianshu.
No matter how many games Qin Dong wins, if he meets Mo Tianshu later, he will be swept away by him. Then, he will become a stepping stone and be stepped on by Mo Tianshu, ascending to the sky in one step and sitting on the position of the Holy Son.
Qin Dong is not surprised by everyone's reaction. Counting the time, it has only been more than two months since he entered the Qianyang Sword Sect. He is simply a "newcomer"!
There is no mentor, no guidance from an expert, and no great reputation. It is normal to be ignored and used as a stepping stone.
If Qin Dong can become a popular candidate with just a few battles, that would be abnormal and inconsistent with reality.
Regarding Mo Tianshu, Qin Dong only had awe and vigilance in his heart, and didn't have many other feelings. Anyway, sooner or later, when there was no way to fight, he would encounter him, so he might as well deal with it calmly.
"The next battle will be between Qin Dong and... Mo Tianshu!"
Finally, when all the true disciples fell, and only Qin Dong and Mo Tianshu were left in the finals, Jiang Yingnan's impassioned voice once again spread throughout the audience.
This battle also instantly attracted everyone's attention, and even powerful spiritual thoughts appeared high in the sky, silently paying attention to the movements above the Sword Trial Peak.
Qin Dong faced off against Mo Tianshu. It was definitely a comet hitting the earth, a true battle of geniuses.
One is a rising star who has just joined the sect and has unlimited potential.
One has been famous for a long time, is well-known throughout the sect, and is known as the best candidate to be promoted to the Holy Son.
No matter which one of these two people, they are worthy of attention, especially Qin Dong. Even if this battle is not favored by everyone, as long as he is still practicing in the Qianyang Sword Sect and does not fall, then the next In the sect competition, or the popular candidate to become the Holy Son, this guy should be the one.
There are endless geniuses in the immortal sect, each leading the way for hundreds of years!
This era is destined to belong to Mo Tianshu. No matter how hard Qin Dong tries, he can only lean back.
"What is supposed to come, will come after all."
With a sigh, Qin Dong stepped onto the ring again, enjoying countless attention gifts.
It is somewhat regrettable that most of the eyes that fell on Qin Dong were pity, gloating, and joking...
When Mo Tianshu came on stage, the scene was so grand that it was unprecedentedly grand. Almost 99% of the people tilted the balance of victory towards Mo Tianshu, and cast their fiery and fanatical gazes on this Tianshu. On the chief disciple of Dufeng.
At this moment, the arena seemed to be Mo Tianshu's home court, and he was the sun in everyone's minds, extremely dazzling and radiant.
Bathed in the holy light, Mo Tianshu's face surprisingly did not show any arrogance. Instead, he looked extremely calm. He looked at Qin Dong with a scrutinizing gaze and said: "The last trial in the Secret Realm of Taichu, I heard that there was a monster like you in our sect, but I didn’t expect that one day we would end up facing each other.”
"There are countless geniuses in the Holy Yuan Continent. Unfortunately, the real ascending channel cannot accommodate too many geniuses. If I had a choice, I don't want to fight with you."
Qin Dong grinned and joked unexpectedly.
From his face, it can be seen that Qin Dong was not nervous under this situation, but he looked very relaxed.
The more critical the moment came, the more Qin Dong understood that he could not be nervous or careless. The only way to deal with everything in front of him was to be careful.
As soon as the two of them took the stage, it meant that the competition had begun.
This conversation was nothing more than a test between the two of them before taking action.
Qin Dong didn't want to lose and was determined to win the position of the Holy Son... The same goes for Mo Tianshu.
"You have this kind of knowledge, which shows that... you are no longer at the same level as other ordinary true disciples. Unfortunately, I have made up my mind for this generation of Holy Sons! Just feel aggrieved and wait until the next generation. Become a Saint."
As Mo Tianshu spoke, his aura gradually spread out, as if he were the emperor of the human world, with an aura that dominated the world and dominated the world. From this, it can be seen that the skills he cultivated were not simple either.
"I'm sorry, I'm determined to become the Holy Son this time, because... I have a reason why I have to become the Holy Son." Qin Dong's expression remained unchanged and he said with great determination.
"The reason why I have to become the Holy Son?"
Mo Tianshu was stunned for a moment, then sneered: "Everyone has this reason, but it's a pity that there is only one left as the Holy Son."
Qin Dong knew that he had been 'misunderstood', so he simply didn't bother to explain, and shouted softly: "My reasons are different from your reasons, but it doesn't matter, because everyone has their own reasons, let's still Let’s decide the outcome in one battle!”
boom!
As he spoke, Qin Dong bowed his body, and like a tight bow, it suddenly popped out, like a cannonball, and hit Mo Tianshu with lightning speed!
