Chapter 45

The audience cheered, and the girl in green dress looked around condescending, as if she were looking for something.

"Rongrong, don't look, he didn't come." Xiaowu took Ning Rongrong's small hand and said with a smile.

"Smelly emperor!" hearing Xiaowu's words, Ning Rongrong was even more angry. He clenched his teeth and didn't know where to look. He just stamped his feet and stepped on the feet of the emperor.

The son of heaven in the distance suddenly got goose bumps and felt a little inexplicable.

Originally he was going to see them, but he thought he would finish the task first. They should be able to recognize themselves when they play.

Thinking of this, the emperor hurried to the lounge to restore soul power, adjust the state and meet the final battle.

Why did he suddenly become so urgent?

Because he saw something unusual from the reward: Platinum lucky draw, 100000 year soul ring, 5000 points... This is not an ordinary task at all.

The opponent this time is likely to be very different from those before. He must take it seriously, otherwise he may capsize in the gutter.

……

"Next, we will have the last duel in our 15th duel of souls, a one-on-one duel of souls. There are two soul sects. They are the soul sect with the soul of shooting sun bow, the battle King No. 0 red flame with 99 victories, and the soul sect with unknown soul. Similarly, Lai Jiajun, the war king who won 99 consecutive victories. The next battle is wonderful. Who is it It's the God of war who won a hundred consecutive victories. Let's wait and see who can win. Please invite two soul sect war kings to play in two quarters of an hour! "

"Coming!" the son of heaven opened his eyes, and the golden light in his eyes burst out. Then he converged and returned to normal purple.

"Unknown martial spirit? Does it mean that he didn't use martial spirit in the previous soul fighting war?" the emperor couldn't help frowning. He suddenly felt that the opponent he had never met was very difficult.

Although he didn't use Wu soul in the previous soul fighting war, that's because he has a cold shadow sword and a series of fighting skills that can be used without Wu soul, and his power will not be inferior to that of soul skills.

However, the man named Lai Jiajun has never used martial spirit, which can only show that it is terrible.

"Ding! Host trigger challenge task: defeat Lai Jiajun, reward: experience 1000000, points 5000, platinum lucky draw × 1. Beginner calling card × 2”

Pupil constriction is another challenging task! And the difference between the task reward and the reward of becoming a silver fighting soul is not very big! What does this mean? Both missions are prepared to defeat Lai Jiajun!

In order to confirm his thoughts, the emperor asked the system, "the ultimate goal of these two tasks is to defeat Lai Jiajun?"

"Yes."

Hiss——

The emperor suddenly had a headache.

On the other side.

Ning Rongrong and Xiaowu came out of the double soul fighting platform and joined the crowd in the player channel. Then everyone entered the rest area through the player channel, but as soon as they entered the rest area, they heard the host's announcement, which made everyone a little strange.

"Shoot the sun bow?" Tang San looked at the soul fighting field and muttered to himself, "isn't this the emperor's martial spirit?"

"Maybe it's a duplicate name. The emperor only had level 30 soul respect more than a month ago, and the soul ring was not added. It's only been more than a month, so he won't be on the soul sect..." Xiaowu raised his own question.

They were silent for a few seconds, and suddenly said in the same voice, "it's not impossible!"

"The emperor is a pervert. He has such accomplishments at the age of 11. With his cultivation speed, I don't think it's completely impossible..." Dai mubai said.

"But he has won ninety-nine consecutive victories like this? It's too strong..." Oscar doesn't believe it. After all, even Dai mubai's record is very bad.

The crowd was silent again.

"It's Lai Jiajun, the owner of the unknown martial spirit. I feel very dangerous." Tang San, who has always been steady, opened his mouth heavily. "The soul fight has won 99 consecutive victories. Unexpectedly, even the martial spirit has not been shown."

"Will the emperor be all right?" Ning Rongrong worried.

Silence

After all, this level of fighting is not their ability to participate, and they themselves do not reach the strength of the soul sect.

"He should have a way to deal with it. At least the son of heaven also won 99 consecutive victories, and his strength should be similar..." Dai mubai comforted everyone.

"If only the teacher were there..."

……

"Invite both players to play!" two quarters of an hour later, the host announced loudly.

"Coming!" the emperor stood up, breathed a sigh of relief and walked to the battle area.

"Zero! Red flame! Zero! Red flame!"

"No. 0 red flame is so handsome! I'll give you a monkey:"

……

With the entrance of the emperor, fierce cheers broke out under the stage.

Although he covered his face with torrekia's eyes, anyone with a clear eye can see that he is a handsome man with light age. With such achievements, the future is unlimited.

"I didn't expect Xiao Ba to be so popular!" Xiaowu made a lookout posture, looked left and right, and found that there were little fans of the son of heaven or soul masters who worshipped the son of heaven, so she couldn't help exclaiming.

"Cut, what are your eyes." I don't know why, Ning Rongrong was unhappy and sour. He felt as if his beloved toy had been robbed by others.

Everyone knew that they were tacit and didn't poke it, but only secretly laughed.

When he came to the stage, the emperor did not see his opponent. He wondered: what about people?

Looked around puzzled.

"Are you looking for me?" a joke came from behind, full of banter, but it was because of this plain words that made the emperor stand up.

When did he come? Frightened, the emperor turned around and found an 18-year-old boy holding a feather fan standing quietly on the edge of the soul fighting field. His thin body looked like he would fall down when the wind blew.

Although he is not handsome, he also feels like a big brother next door. He has a faint smile on his face, but it is very dangerous in the eyes of the emperor.

"Very fast!" exclaimed someone under the stage.

"When did this man go up?" Tang San looked at Lai Jiajun in disbelief. Although he had just not opened the purple pole magic pupil, his insight could be said to be excellent due to his long-term cultivation of the purple pole magic pupil, but he was completely unaware of any breath and figure.

"How terrible!" Ning Rongrong's eyes fell on the son of heaven, filled with worry.

"Level 49 soul sect, No. 0 red flame, martial soul shooting sun bow, please give me some advice." he pressed down his inner shock, and the son of heaven hugged his fist and said in a deep voice.

"Forty nine level soul sect, Lai Jiajun, Wu soul... It depends on whether you are qualified to know." Lai Jiajun gently shook the feather fan and said indifferently.

How arrogant!

The emperor raised his eyebrows lightly and was not angry. After all, he did have the qualification.

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