Chapter 800： cheat

Xu Ming and Qian Yishang both walked into the martial arts formation.

Consciousness, in a normal environment, cannot exert much combat power; it can only show its strength in special environments such as the martial arts formation and the nine-level world.

In the martial arts formation, there is a wide bluestone ring.

The material of bluestone is special, and the formation runes composed of divine power are circulating inside, which can carry the battle of the gods! And the battle at the demigod level cannot damage the bluestone at all.

Xu Ming and Qian Yishang stood at opposite ends of the ring.

"Xu Ming!" Qian Yishang said in a voice transmission, "Hurry up and admit defeat!"

Qian Yishang wanted Xu Ming to admit defeat immediately, so that he could immediately become the direct successor of the general, and save a lot of night dreams.

Xu Ming smiled strangely, and said, "No hurry! - I have never competed with the geniuses of the Divine Realm before! Since we have already stood on the ring, let's take this opportunity to discuss; , to see the means of your genius in the realm of God!"

Learn from each other?

Qian Yishang smiled bitterly: "Xu Ming, if we are discussing, we can do it anytime! Look... let's do the 'business' first, shall we?"

"What are you anxious about? What are you afraid of?" Xu Ming said, "I'm just discussing with you! Don't worry, I'm measured and I won't let you lose! - Come on!"

"Then..." Seeing that Xu Ming had to compete with herself, Qian Yishang could only say, "Then you have to be gentle! Also, after the competition is over, you must immediately admit defeat!"

"Don't worry!" Xu Ming smiled.

But in Qian Yishang's view, Xu Ming's smile... was very gloomy!

"Come on!" Xu Ming put one hand behind his waist, and the other hand pointed at Qian Yishang, indicating that he would only use one hand to learn from him.

"Fight me with one hand? Too arrogant, too arrogant..." But Qian Yishang had to admit that even if Xu Ming only used one hand, he might not be an opponent.

Moreover, Qian Yishang had a premonition that he should lose some face in this competition.

"If you lose face, you will lose face, as long as Xu Ming keeps his promise and gives me the 'number one' position!" Qian Yishang thought to himself, "Anyway, everyone present knows that my strength is not as good as Xu Ming! It's not a shame to be ravaged while I was there!"

Qian Yishang thought very openly—not looking at the process, but only at the result!

It's okay to be embarrassed in the process, as long as you win by yourself, that's fine!

In order to inherit the position of general, Qian Yishang is willing to bear the humiliation and bear the burden.

"Then...Xu Ming, take the move!" Qian Yishang transformed into a sharp sword in his hand. Among them, there are seven heavenly ways that are relatively strong and have reached the limit of demigods; there are two other heavenly ways that are relatively weak, and it is estimated that they are only at the level of ordinary demigods.

rumbling...

The power of the sword caused the whole martial arts formation to be turbulent; even Xu Ming felt a lot of oppression from this sword.

"Huh?" Xu Ming glanced in surprise, "It seems that during this time, Qian Yishang's strength has also broken through! The power of this sword is almost reaching the 'eighteenth rank' extreme, close to the 'nineteenth rank'. 'It's over!"

However, Xu Ming still firmly pressed him two or three orders!

You know, the further you go, the bigger the gap between "first order"! And Xu Ming is two or three steps stronger than Qian Yishang; therefore, no matter how much Qian Yishang is arrogant, in Xu Ming's opinion, he is just a kitten and a puppy!

boom!

The sharp sword pierced through the layers of space and blasted towards Xu Ming.

"If Xu Ming is too arrogant and accidentally killed by this sword, that would be cool!" Qian Yishang thought innocently.

Seeing the sharp sword coming in rage, Xu Ming opened his five fingers.

Waiting for Qian Yishang to approach...

Snapped!

Xu Ming raised his hand and slapped it.

Poor Qian Yishang was thrown straight out. As for the might of that sword, it was completely lost under Xu Ming's slap.

"I..." Qian Yishang was stunned by the slap in the face - he was going to strike with all his strength, how about a random slap from Xu Ming?

Is the gap too big?

Just when Qian Yishang was stunned, Xu Ming's slap came again!

Snapped!

With another crisp sound, Qian Yishang's face on the other side was also drawn red and hot.

"Hey—" The geniuses watching the game all took a deep breath—although these two slaps were not hitting them in the face; but they could also feel the burning pain.

"Qian Yishang dares to go to the ring with Xu Ming, he deserves to be drawn!"

"Fortunately...fortunately, I just conceded defeat! Otherwise, it is estimated that I will also be drawn!" Xi Ye thought happily.

In the martial arts formation, Brother Ming's slap continued.

Snapped! Snapped! Snapped! Snapped! …

Xu Ming always put one hand behind him and did not use it; with only one hand, Qian Yishang was unable to resist.

Qian Yishang was stunned - is this what you mean by "learning from each other"? Is this what you mean by "the means of seeing the geniuses of God's Domain"?

Can this be called sparring?

It's just a one-sided harassment, isn't it?

Qian Yishang almost wanted to cry—but Xu Ming's slaps, one after another, were as dense as raindrops, and they didn't stop at all; they didn't even give Qian Yishang a chance to cry!

"Xu Ming!" Outside the martial arts formation, Elder Mo Fang couldn't stand it anymore. He even shouted through voice transmission, "Is this what you mean by keeping promises?"

Xu Ming smiled cheaply, but the slaps on his hands kept coming; he replied through voice transmission: "I just slapped a few slaps to vent my anger, and I didn't defeat him—how can I not keep my promise?"

"You..." Elder Mo Fang was speechless.

Indeed, the agreement only said that Xu Ming would admit defeat to Qian Yishang; however, it did not say that Xu Ming could not ravage Qian Yishang before admitting defeat.

"Then now you've also slapped, should you admit defeat?" Elder Mo Fang said again.

"What's the hurry! I haven't drawn enough yet!" Xu Ming took it for granted.

"This..." Elder Mo Fang suddenly understood - Xu Ming won't let it go if he doesn't have a good time today!

"If it makes Xu Ming feel good, I don't know if it will draw Xiao Shang out of the psychological shadow..." Elder Mo Fang couldn't help but think, "Forget it, who's growing up without any setbacks? Under my protection, the life is so smooth; it is also a good thing to let him suffer a little..."

"And... compared to the harvest, what is it to get a slap in the face?" Elder Mo Fang's eyes flashed a hint of cunning, and he laughed secretly, "Stupid Xu Ming! I want me to send the divine stone to him. How can it be possible! Hehe, after half a month, he will find out that he has lost the identity of the general's direct successor, and he can't even get a **** stone!"

Yes, Mo Fang has been lying to Xu Ming from beginning to end!

He didn't invite the Space-Time Hall to transport the Divine Stone to the dusty world where Xu Ming was!