"The last number of ghosts in Xinluo was 1,510, of which the number of ghosts in the Mahayana period was 531." After checking with several elders, Chen Tianxing finally confirmed the number of ghosts in Xinluo. Then he announced loudly.
Wow!
"One thousand five hundred and ten ghosts! He actually has so many ghosts?"
"Sure enough, I knew that he had stolen the ghosts of three aristocratic families. How could he have fewer ghosts than the others?"
"Yes, how can it be possible that the total number of ghosts in the hands of the four people is not large?"
"So, he is the final winner of this competition. It's really enviable to think about. I heard that Miss Chen Jiaqi is as beautiful as a fairy and has good character. She is really the best candidate for a Taoist companion! "
"Alas! It's a pity that we don't have this fate. Even if we want to marry, it will only be those young men from aristocratic families who can marry!" Seeing this result, everyone in the square was shocked.
Obviously, compared to the result of the competition, what they envied more was that after winning the competition, they would be able to marry the proud daughter of the Chen family. This was what made him envious and jealous.
"Lost! Lost! I actually lost!" Feng Gaohua's expression was extremely ugly at this time. More than 1,200 ghosts did not expect that they would lose in the end.
"Haha! Feng Gaohua, you should wake up now, right? You are destined to not win in this competition!" Dongfang Feibai suddenly laughed.
He was actually very nervous just now. After all, Feng Gaohua really exceeded his expectations. There were more than 1,200 ghosts, but he only got a few dozen ghosts in total.
Fortunately, his ghost was snatched away by Cheng Yu, otherwise it would be really embarrassing to say it, at least he didn't want to be laughed at by Feng Gaohua.
Fortunately, Cheng Yu was strong enough to capture the ghosts of the Chen family and the Ji family. Otherwise, Feng Gaohua would have really won, which would have made him very unhappy.
But now, he is very happy. Just as he imagined, all the aristocratic families lost, and Xinluo was the final winner.
"It's not like you won. What do you have to be proud of? At least my ghost was not snatched away!" Feng Gaohua snorted coldly.
"Haha, I'm just happy. My ghost has been robbed. At least I know that I have no hope of winning. Unlike some people, who have been living in their own dreams. Now that I know the result, do I feel more uncomfortable? Haha!" Dongfang Feibai didn't care at all, he just wanted to make Feng Gaohua uncomfortable.
This guy ruined his good deeds when he first entered the soul hunting ground. Not only did he rob the ghosts he encountered, he also let the remaining Mahayana ghosts run away.
Now that he saw Feng Gaohua lose, he felt relieved. This was because Feng Gaohua deserved it.
If Feng Gaohua hadn't snatched his ghosts back then, maybe he wouldn't have been so unlucky. After staying in there for so long, he only found a dozen ghosts.
"Humph!" Feng Gaohua felt really uncomfortable now, but there was nothing he could do about it.
In fact, he also wanted to confirm the number of Xinluo's ghosts himself, but making such a request seemed too arrogant, so he had to give up the idea.
After all, everyone's soul hunting bag is inspected by Chen Tianxing, the head of the Chen family, and several elders. I believe that the Chen family will not be so shameless and manipulate it.
It's just that he is still a little unwilling in his heart. After all, it is indeed quite difficult to get more than 1,200 ghosts.
But in the end, he still lost to an unknown figure. Damn it if he felt better.
But what puzzled him was that this Xinluo looked like this. How could he be able to snatch the ghosts from Dongfang Feibai, Ji Yang and Chen Qiuhan at the same time?
The Ji family is a famous swordsmanship family, and the swordsmanship is very powerful. Moreover, he heard that Ji Yang has become a swordsman during this period, and his strength has greatly increased. Even if he meets Ji Yang, he may not have much chance of winning.
He doesn't think Chen Qiuhan is stronger than himself, but he must be stronger than any of Xinluo and the other three.
As for Dongfang Feibai, he had fought against him personally. He knew his strength very well, and it was not that simple.
However, it was really hard for him to understand that three people with good abilities could fall into Xinluo's hands.
"Is it true, as everyone said, what contemptuous means did these people use to snatch the ghost from their hands?" Feng Gaohua thought in confusion.
"You should be open-minded. The Yin Soul was robbed by such a group of unworthy people. It really brings shame to the family!" Feng Gaohua saw Dongfang Feibai's reaction to Xinluo's snatching of his Yin Soul. He didn't seem to pay too much attention to the matter, and he also had a lot of doubts in his heart, so as soon as he had an idea, he couldn't help but casually test it out.
"Even Ji Yang's ghost was snatched away by them, so what do I have to be ashamed of? Brother Ji Yang, what do you think?" Dongfang Feibai said with a smile.
Although he lost more than a dozen ghosts back then, he got Cheng Yu the opportunity to refine three quasi-elixirs for him. His deal could be said to be quite successful. Why should he be disappointed?
Moreover, if his ghost had not been given to Cheng Yu, he would not have been able to win the competition. In this case, why was he unhappy?
As for losing face to Cheng Yu? If he hadn't met Cheng Yu, he might have thought so. But after personally experiencing Cheng Yu's power, he wouldn't think there was anything about Cheng Yu that couldn't stand out. ..
Their world worships the strong. Cheng Yu's strength is indeed strong enough. Even the late Mahayana is vulnerable to him. If such an opponent underestimates him, he will only die in an ugly way.
He won't tell Feng Gaohua Cheng Yu's secret, and he even hopes that Feng Gaohua will offend Cheng Yu. What's the best thing?
"Victory or defeat is a common thing for military officers. I, Ji Yang, am not the best in the world. If I lose, I lose. There is nothing to be ashamed of!" Ji Yang said lightly.
It is naturally a shameful thing for someone to steal his ghost soul. However, now that it has happened, what can he do? I can only pretend to be noble.
And what can he do in front of so many people? Do you still dare to fight Cheng Yu again? Might as well stay classy!
"Sister Seven, you can finally rest assured, Xinluo has lived up to your expectations!" On the other side, Chen Hongyuan smiled happily.
He is quite satisfied with this result. He knew that since Cheng Yu followed him in, it would be difficult to say who would win and who would lose in this competition.
Sure enough, Cheng Yu did not disappoint him. He knew that Xinluo was currently in the middle stage of Mahayana and might be strong, but Cheng Yu must have played a greater role.
"Win! Win!" Chen Xinran covered her face with her hands and her eyes were red. She was very excited at this time and wanted to rush over and hug Xinluo immediately.
However, in such an occasion, she naturally knows the importance.
However, at this moment, a Chen family disciple suddenly came to Chen Tianxing and whispered a few words in his ear!
Just these few words made Chen Tianxing's face change drastically, and his expression became a little solemn!
