Chapter 827

Xuanling is going to be so angry. Even if you are a senior brother, you can't promise on behalf of your junior brother.

"Younger martial brother ye, do you believe me? I promised to come down for you. "

The blood area looked at Ye Shi and said.

Ye Shi was speechless for a while and then said, "I believe senior brother."

There's no way. This matter has been forced here. If you don't agree, you'll offend the blood domain.

Although Ye Shi is not afraid of this, it is easy to expose his real strength. This is usually not necessary.

Xueyu then stood up: "younger martial brother Wang Mang, I promise you the challenge on behalf of younger martial brother Ye. I just hope you won't lose too badly for a while."

"I'll lose. Are you kidding?" After Wang Mang finished, he flew into the arena and shouted, "younger martial brother ye, since you promised, come down and fight."

On Wang Mang, the momentum of the king's realm really makes people feel a kind of pressure.

Xuanling glared at the blood area. It means that you have done a good job. Younger martial brother Ye is only a cultivation achievement in the middle of entering the holy land, and he is not someone else's opponent at all.

Ye Shi smiled bitterly and was about to play. He thought whether this game was a defeat or a victory. Anyway, he was not afraid.

However, just about to take action, Xueyu stretched out his hand and pressed Ye Shi, and then said to the stand in the center: "wait, pavilion leader, elders, the rules of the challenge arena, if there is too much difference in bone age between the two sides, the older side should compress its strength to a period close to bone age?"

Originally, shengtianxuan and yuchengfeng in the stands were worried about how the blood field could make such a dizzy move.

But after hearing the words of blood domain, they both felt relieved.

There is such a rule in the challenge arena. It is afraid that the gap between the two sides is too big.

You want a 500 year old emperor to fight a 100 year old master. It's so boring.

Therefore, in such a situation, the 500 year old emperor Jijing compressed his strength to about 100 years old. At that time, everyone was a master, and he could also compare the length.

But generally speaking, the challenges in the challenge arena are about the same strength and age. Do you really have emperor Jijing challenging the master? Isn't that noisy? One finger will kill the other party. Why play in the challenge arena.

So this rule has never been used by anyone. At this time, they thought that there was such a rule.

They looked at each other and smiled. The eldest martial brother of Xueyu, as the core disciple, still knew very well. This thing was done well.

"There is indeed this rule, Wang Mang. You should know it, too?"

After hearing this, Wang Mang in the challenge arena frowned and said, "I naturally know this rule, but younger martial brother Ye's bone age..."

"Well, we won't take advantage of you. Tell me, what accomplishments did you achieve when you were 200?" The blood field on the stage asked, and his mouth was also smiling and watching a good play.

"Then I entered the Holy Land later." Wang Mang thought for a moment and said.

"At one hundred and fifty?"

"Congenital peak."

"A hundred years old?"

"I'm just born. I'm a genius." Wang Mang said proudly.

"What about fifty?"

"This..." Wang Mang was also depressed. You asked why fifty years ago. After thinking for a while, he said, "it was the middle of the master's term and was rated as the youngest master."

Yu Hua, the second elder on the stage, wondered why he asked? The question is where the blood domain asks, and the pavilion Lord doesn't care. Is the pavilion Lord old and confused?

When Xueyu asked here, he didn't speak any more, but looked at the holy Tianxuan.

Shengtianxuan looked at the blood domain with appreciation and laughed: "then Wang Mang, you will suppress your strength in the middle of the master and fight with your younger martial brother Ye. He is thirty years old this year, and you have twenty more years."

Poof, Wang Mang on the stage almost gushed blood, and all the people around the stand were stupid.

What's that? Bone age 30? Strength in the middle of entering the holy land? Is this still human? This is a super genius.

Everyone looked at Ye Shi. Even Xuanling, ChuChu and qianjue were no exception. They also stared. Is it too young?

"Your Excellency, isn't this a joke?" The second elder Yu Hua was also deceived. Are you right?

Shengtianxuan smiled and looked at Yu Hua: "then why do you think I accept a disciple in the middle of entering the holy land?"

Yu Hua suddenly reacted and said the same thing. However, in the middle of entering the holy land, there are not 10000 or 8000 such people in the Xuan Pavilion. Why should the pavilion Lord accept him as a disciple?

There is only one possibility, that is, his bone age is really small, he is a genius, a super genius, so that he can attract the attention of the cabinet leader.

It's true that in the middle of entering the holy land at the age of 30, as long as you survive well, you can easily reach the emperor's extreme state, the emperor's extreme state, and even the higher state in the future.

No wonder the pavilion leader and the elder are so protective.

Yu Hua finally figured it out, but Wang Mang in the stand couldn't understand it. He suppressed cultivation and the master was right to enter the saint. Are you right?

"Younger martial brother Wang Mang, you started the challenge first, so you have to finish it with tears." There's still a falling stone in the blood area.

Wang Mang wanted to cry without tears. What am I doing, girl? I have nothing to do with him.

Even if he is a great master, the pavilion leader will accept it if he wants to. I have no choice but to challenge this little younger martial brother.

This is good. If you want to fight or not, if you can fight, suppress cultivation, then the other party will slap yourself dead.

If you don't fight well, you will lose face. The second core disciple of Tangtang xuange took the stage to challenge himself, and then gave up without a palm.

If he did, the supporters behind him would be scattered in the twinkling of an eye.

"Well, I won't bully you. We'll fight until the middle of entering the holy land." Ye Shi stood up, looked at Wang Mang, and then said.

"Younger martial brother, the atmosphere." Xuanling immediately made up a knife.

Obviously, Ye Shi can say this, and only let Wang Mang suppress it until the middle of entering the holy land, which is equivalent to taking advantage of Wang Mang.

However, the result of this time's game is different. Even if Wang Mang wins, he will lose face. If he loses, he will lose face even more.

Wang Mang is also angry, but what can he do? Now he can only think of a way to win the game. At least it's just shameless, and it's not enough for people to give advice behind his back.

Thinking of this, Wang Mang had to laugh: "younger martial brother is a genius of Tianzong. Elder martial brother is to compete with each other. Let's stop. Come on."

Wang Mang quickly suppressed his cultivation and became the middle stage of entering the holy land, and Ye Shi also flew up to the challenge arena.

The two looked at each other, and a line of murderous spirit flashed in Wang Mang's eyes. Ye Shi smiled and beat you all over the ground to find your teeth later.