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âThe eighth? Qin Feng, that kid, has reached the eighth stage?â Han Yu interjected in shock. One had to know that Qin Fengâs cultivation was only at the first stage of the mystical King realm.
âThen what right do they have to say that Qin Feng is trash! Heâs a first stage mystical Emperor, and he fought all the way to the eighth stage. His opponentâs cultivation is two stages higher than his, so how could he be called trash?â Han Qian was furious!
Ye Guhong and Gu Changhe were also very indignant, because such a result was obviously excellent! There was actually someone who dared to call Qin Feng trash?
since Feng âer has challenged him, the winner is king and the loser is Bandit. Naturally, he can say whatever he wants. That Tena isnât young either. He should be in his forties. In fact, he was quite satisfied with his son.
To be able to fight against a third stage mystical King with a cultivation base of first stage mystical King and not be defeated in one move was already amazing.
Bai Yeâs expression was strange. When she heard that â anyone under 50 is considered a young man â, she could not help but ask why Qin ban was not participating in the competition.
He looked like a middle-aged man, but he was 52 years old.
Well, cultivators seemed to be generally young, especially the old principal of the Heavenâs Will mansion. He looked like he was only thirty or forty years old, but he was actually more than three or four hundred years old.
âHow shameless! Heâs one generation older than Qin Feng and his cultivation level is higher than Qin Fengâs. Itâs not glorious to win against him, yet he still has the face to call Qin Feng trash!â Han Yu and the others cursed until the end, not knowing what to say.
While they were talking, they arrived at the center of the capital city of Earth Yuan. They had not entered the range of an ancient dueling ground.
âTyna! Tyna! Mighty! Mighty!â
âTyna!â
Outside, he could hear many people shouting â tai na â. Obviously, tai na was very popular in Kunyuan, and he must have won another great victory.
In fact, it was almost the same. When white Night and the others entered the arena, they saw a black shadow being thrown off the arena with a â boom
Tyna ⦠Awoooo â¦
âTyna, Qingqing.â
The cheers from the citizens of Kunyuan had reached a climax!
âZhi âer!â The Emperor of beimingâs expression suddenly changed, because the person who had been thrown down by Tena was his son, beiming Zhi!
âPU â¦â At this moment, beiming Zhi-who had been thrown off the stage-was so heavily injured that he was spitting blood.
When he saw the Emperor of beiming, the young crown princeâs eyes were filled with guilt. Imperial father, your son has disappointed you. He had wanted to make it to the ninth ring and fight with Yuan Wudi.
However, he couldnât do it. He had stopped at the eighth stage and lost miserably.
âLetâs recuperate first.â The Emperor of beiming shook his head and reached out to stroke Crown Prince Zhiâs head. in my eyes, youâre already very good. Thereâs no need to compare yourself to others.
Beiming Zhiâs eyes turned red and he felt even more guilty. He should have worked harder! The best resources in the country had been given to him, but he was wailing.
âAh PEI! This kind of trash actually has the nerve to say that heâs a talent thatâs second only to our dynastyâs Crown Prince. He simply doesnât know what heâs talking about.â On the stage, Tyna was about to mock again!
This personâs mouth was really not the typical kind of cheap!
âPfft â¦â Beiming Zhiâs face heated up and his already unstable qi and blood churned. He spat out blood on the spot and his injuries worsened. âSwish!â A sky-blue light figure suddenly landed on the eighth arena!