Su Li was not surprised at all by the result of the first draw.
In Su Li's view, if Zhen Dexiao wanted to attack him, he could only choose this first scene.
the reason is simple.
Thousands of games will be played in the first round at the same time. This is the time when the fewest people are paying attention to a single game, and it is also the best time to start.
As for Su Li, it doesn't matter.
It was just that Su Li was a little nervous.
After all, your own life is at stake, how can you not be nervous?
"All participating monks, please be prepared and stand in front of the corresponding gate. The first competition will begin after half a stick of incense."
As the voice of spiritual power spread, looking at the serial number written on the paper, Su Li walked to the door with the serial number 444.
After a while, Su Li felt that the serial number was unlucky.
At the same time, Zhen Dexiao was also standing beside Su Li.
Immediately afterwards, the monks from Xianer Hall took photos of Su Li and Zhen Dexiao crazily with the photo-taking instruments in their hands.
"No, the first game is between Su Li and Zhen Dexiao?"
"Indeed, it feels so exciting!"
"Holy lady, idiot, come on!"
"Kill the Holy Son!"
"Who said toads can't eat swan meat? Saint and idiot, let Zhen Dexiao see the power of our diaosi!"
"Surviving even half a stick of incense is victory, holy lady and idiot! Hold on!"
At this time, in the mirror, the screen was covered with layers of barrage.
After all, the competition between Su Li and Zhen Dexiao was really interesting!
Not to mention that Su Li and Zhen Dexiao both like Jiang Ningzhi and are love rivals.
Especially what Su Li said in the previous interview added even more flavor of gunpowder!
Under the superposition of double BUFF, many people could only give up other games and look at Su Li and Zhen Dexiao's channels.
Feeling the spiritual consciousness looking towards him, Zhen Dexiao frowned slightly.
There were too many people, and some were not what he expected.
But it doesn't matter, Su Li will die today!
"The first competition! Begin!"
Another sound of Dharma spreads.
Thousands of doors opened.
All the monks entered the gate one after another.
"Please give me some advice from Junior Brother Su."
Outside the gate, Zhen Dexiao bowed to Su Li in a pretentious manner.
"Ha, hot chicken."
Su Li glanced at Zhen Dexiao disdainfully and stepped into the door.
Zhen Dexiao was stunned for a moment, then looked at Su Li's back, trembling with anger!
I am the Holy Son! So what if you win Wangdie! But the Holy Son is still me!
How dare you!
However, in order to maintain his grace, Zhen Dexiao, who was shaking with anger, clenched his trembling fists and walked into the secret realm.
At this time, all the barrages disappeared first, and then quickly boiled over!
"This crazy saint really doesn't give you any face!"
"Although the Saint Madonna is very arrogant, very aggressive, and very rude, I don't know why, why do I feel so good?"
"I hope Su Li can come out alive..."
After Su Li and Zhen Dexiao entered the secret realm, the door was closed.
The secret realm behind the gate is as big as a mortal town and is a desert terrain.
"Fellow Daoist Su, let's take action first." Zhen Dexiao, who was ridiculed repeatedly by Su Li, resisted her impulse and said with a smile.
But unexpectedly, Su Li just shook his head: "I never make the first move against a novice, so you should do it."
"Click..."
Zhen Dexiao’s fists were already clenching.
He couldn't bear it anymore, he wanted Su Li to die here.
"Zhen Dexiao, calm down and follow the plan. He can die at home, but not here."
The sound of the blood ring reached Zhen Dexiao's ears.
"I know! When he dies, I will use his soul to light a lamp!"
Zhen Dexiao said viciously in her heart, and then transformed into a blood tiger with spiritual energy and rushed towards Su Li.
Zhen Dexiao suppressed his realm to the middle stage of Dongfu realm.
Otherwise, if he defeated Su Li, who was in the Dongfu realm, with the Golden Core realm, others would only feel disdainful.
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"The analysis makes perfect sense!"
"Damn it! My sister Yin Ling fought with all her strength, but she was fooled by these gambling dogs!"
"Yes, what does this mean? Are you using my sister Yin Ling as a tool?"
"Although my sister Yin Ling has advanced, why is my sword so unhappy?"
"This is so disrespectful to my sister Yin Ling!"
"Report it! Are there any buddies from the Punishment Hall! Don't you care about this shameless match-fixing behavior?"
"Stop talking, stop talking. I've already told the elders and I'm investigating."
...
As the 648th group of barrages were in full swing, the elders sitting next to Holy Lord Qianling in the sky above Qiandao Lake all looked at each other in shock.
To the disciples, this looks like a fake match.
But in the eyes of these old monks who have lived for thousands of years, this is a real strength gap.
Judging from several competitions, Yin Ling's dragon bloodline is definitely very strong!
And this girl is extremely talented! Huge potential!
Even at this time, many elders were patting their thighs with extremely regretful expressions.
Do you regret that you made a mistake and let this cute, talented, and dragon-blooded little girl be picked up by Yushang Peak?
On Qiandao Lake, the sight of Qianyun stroking the hem of her skirt and squatting down, gently patting the dust off Yin Ling's body softened everyone's hearts!
"I can't stand it anymore. Yin Ling is so cute and Yunyun is so good!"
"Oh my god! Those quiet eyes and gentle movements!"
"I understand, every time Qianyun taps, it feels like it hits my heart!"
"When you marry, you should marry Qianyun!"
"When you marry, you should marry Qianyun!"
"Qianyun! My first love!"
"Qianyun! I am my wife forever!"
"Mad, I really can't bear it anymore! Draw your sword! For the sake of my wife Qianyun!"
...
"Sister Qianyun...Yinling wins..."
Standing in front of Qianyun, Yinling's eyes were shining with happiness.
"Well, the silver bell is great."
Qianyun touched Yinling's head gently.
"Hiss, hiss~~~"
On Yin Ling's shoulder, Bai Susu also bounced a few times, spitting out snake letters, as if to say, "It's also my credit, my credit."
"Xiaobai is also great."
Noticing Bai Susu's request for credit, Qianyun held Bai Susu in her palms and massaged her gently.
Feeling the girl's delicate and tender hands.
Although it was not as strong as Su Li's big hand, Bai Susu softened immediately.
"Sister Qianyun..."
Yin Ling looked around, seeming to be looking for something, but found nothing.
Qianyun tilted her head: "Huh?"
"Sister Qianyun...Senior...Senior brother isn't here..."
"Silver Bell..."
Just when Yin Ling asked his senior brother where he was going in an increasingly quiet voice, Su Li's shout came.
Hearing the senior brother's voice, Yin Ling raised his head.
Seeing the senior brother falling from the sky, Yin Ling's watery eyes lit up.
"Senior brother..."
Yin Ling trotted up to Su Li.
"Yin Ling is really great! Senior brother knows that you can do it, Yin Ling."
Su Li rubbed Yin Ling's little head happily.
Feeling her senior brother's broad and thick palm, Yin Ling narrowed her eyes, stood on tiptoes, and rubbed her senior brother's palm happily.
After Su Li learned from Xiong Da that Yin Ling had won and advanced, he rushed over.
However, Su Li didn't know exactly how Yin Ling won.
To be honest, Su Li also felt that someone must have started a temporary
But it doesn’t matter anymore.
It's okay if you can win, and even better if you can advance. In this way, you won't be afraid of Yin Ling losing confidence.
As for whether Yinling can pass the second round?
Is this necessary to think about?
So what if you can’t pass the second round?
This new blood competition has been very successful, okay?
