Lu Qianqian lost.
This was because she landed at a faster speed than Ling Li.
According to the rules of the main competition, if one could not determine whether the contestant had the ability to fight, they could only determine who left the arena first.
Actually, based on the situation back then, everyone could tell that Ling Li had lost. He had even been beaten to a pulp. However, rules were rules.
The audience exploded.
She could have won. Why did she admit defeat?
This Sect of All Times disciple's actions were completely incomprehensible!
Or …
She wanted to leave it to the other disciples?
Fine.
She was not satisfied with beating someone alone. She wanted to continue beating her fellow disciples.
However, this was the Galaxy main competition. Putting aside the possibility of advancing to the next round in the losers' bracket, wasn't it good to be in the top ten and be a seeded contestant?
"Look!"
"She made Patriarch vomit blood!"
"This is child's play!"
Everyone could not understand Lu Qianqian's act of admitting defeat on purpose. They even felt that it was completely unnecessary.
"Jun Patriarch …"
Gu Tianxing turned his head and said, "Isn't this too much nonsense?"
"…"
Jun Changxiao did not say anything.
At this moment, he was being treated by Sun Bukong and was receiving a blood transfusion with a needle.
Gou Sheng could tell that the disciples were not here to win the championship in the Galaxy main competition. They were here to put on a show!
Of course.
Jun Changxiao understood Su Xiaomo and Lu Qianqian's intentions. They could not accept Li Tiantian being beaten so badly. Therefore, they wanted to let their fellow disciples beat him one by one. However … Sigh, forget it. If they wanted to play, then let them.
If they lost, there was still the losers' bracket.
With the abilities of Lu Qianqian and the rest, there was no doubt that they would advance to the next round.
If they could beat that guy until he doubted his life and developed a psychological trauma, it would be considered as revenge for their disciple.
In fact, Jun Changxiao was afraid of being put on a show because of the epic mission. After all, at least two disciples were required to obtain the entry ticket to the Holy Battle. If they exceeded the requirements, they would be given more rewards.
If the disciples were put on a show.
If only a few of them advanced to the next round, wouldn't they be doomed?
…
"Damn … damn it …"
Ling Li fell outside the fighting ring, his eyes filled with pain and anger.
He didn't notice that Su Xiaomo had been sent flying on purpose, but this time, Lu Qianqian had admitted defeat on purpose.
Three words.
He was unwilling to accept this.
"You are the foster son that I value the most. You must become the champion of the Galactic Tournament." His foster father's words rang in his ears.
I can't lose.
I still want to win the championship for my foster father!
"Can you still fight?" The referee came over and asked.
"Hu!"
Suppressing the pain on his face, Ling Li struggled to stand up and said, "Yes!"
Even though his injuries were severe, he still had a mission to fulfill. Even if he were to die on the stage, he still had to fight on.
This wolf was very tenacious.
However, the moment he got up, a group of lions looked over.
Ye Xingchen thought to himself, If you meet me, I will make you lose the ability to speak.
Eldest Senior Sister purposely jumped off the stage, which made him very excited, because he had another chance to torture that guy!
To be honest.
Lu Qianqian's torture was already very fierce.
However, in Night Emperor's eyes, it was not enough. Only by personally torturing him would the world understand how blissful death was!
…
The competition continued.
The disciples of the Sect of All Times fought one after another and won the competition smoothly.
For now, other than encountering a few top-notch geniuses, there was no need to describe the other battles.
The next round of drawing lots.
Ye Xingchen walked down with his token.
He stared at Ling Li until he was sure that he didn't get it. Then, he said hatefully, "I let him live a little longer!"
"Senior Brother."
He Wudi walked over and said, "I got him."
Ye Xingchen hurriedly turned his head and saw that this guy had drawn number two, which happened to match Ling Li's number one. He couldn't control his emotions and shouted, "F * ck!"
…
In the fighting ring.
Following the referee's shout.
He Wudi, who had number two, went on stage first.
"Ta."
Ling Li also walked up.
Because he was tortured too badly by Lu Qianqian, he stood on the stage and swayed, his hands hanging down.
"Are you sure you can still fight?" The referee asked again.
"I'm sure!"
Ling Li said in a hoarse voice.
He Wudi didn't say anything. He looked up at the Patriarch who was transfusing blood and suddenly understood.
At this time, if Gou Sheng knew what he was thinking, he would definitely roar, "I didn't give you any indication. What the hell do you understand!"
…
"He met a disciple of the Sect of All Times again?"
"This guy is going to be miserable."
"In this state, even the most ordinary contestant can be defeated."
Everyone discussed in low voices.
No one thought that Ling Li still had the ability to fight. If he insisted on going on stage, he would definitely be tortured.
Moreover.
This He Wudi didn't seem to be simple either.
"Hehe …" Hearing everyone talking about him, Ling Li lowered his head and hands and let out a strange laugh.
"Hmm?"
He Wudi frowned.
"Do you think I don't have the strength to fight? Do you think I'm here to be tortured?" Ling Li suddenly raised his head, revealing an extremely ferocious face.
"…"
He Wudi was silent for a while, then said honestly, "Yes."
"Hahaha!"
Ling Li covered his face and laughed until tears came out. As he laughed, his thoughts returned to his childhood, to the past when he fought for survival.
This was destined to be a story that needed the animation team to fill in the memories, so the original work didn't say much. In short, according to convention, no matter if it was a hero or a villain, as long as they fought their way out of the memories, their combat power would definitely skyrocket.
"Whoosh whoosh!"
Sure enough, the swaying Ling Li's body gradually emitted a blood-like aura, and the tattoo on his chest also flickered.
His eyes were as red as blood, his hair was as red as blood, and his fingernails became slender and sharp, as if he had turned from a human into a wolf.
"This is …"
Gu Tianxing said in surprise, "The Demonic Emperor's bloodline?"
Jun Changxiao tore off the blood vessel, and his expression also became serious.
That guy seemed to have suddenly gone berserk, which was very similar to his bloodline.
"Don't misunderstand."
The System immediately explained, "Gou Sheng had previously fused with the Demonic Emperor's bloodline, please don't imagine that he is related to the Demonic Emperor."
"Uncle."
Jun Changxiao said, "How can an adopted son have the Demonic Emperor's bloodline?"
"Anyone who survives the massacre and is adopted will be bestowed with the bloodline of the Celestial Devil Emperor," Gu Tianxing explained.
"I see."
Jun Changxiao held his chin and said, "So, he used his trump card?"
"That's right."
Gu Tianxing said in an unusually serious tone, "Although this child has only inherited a trace of the Demonic Emperor's bloodline, once awakened, his strength will increase tremendously, I'm afraid your disciple …"
"Whoosh!"
"Whoosh!"
At this moment, Ling Li's entire body seemed to have been injected with chicken blood, not only did he stop shaking, but he also straightened his back, his hair, eyes, eyebrows, and skin all turned blood-red, looking very frightening.
"Remember."
"I am Ling Li."
"Demonic Emperor's adopted son!"
At this moment, the fully recovered Ling Li was even more arrogant than before, and the powerful aura he emitted made many top geniuses tremble in fear.
"Are you done?"
He Wudi said with an indifferent expression.
"Whoosh — —" Suddenly, Ling Li turned into a red light and rushed over, shouting angrily, "Open your eyes and watch, and see who will abuse who in this battle!"
"Whoosh whoosh!"
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh!"
In an instant, a bloodthirsty wind swept up in the arena.
He Wudi stood on the spot, his hair fluttering in the wind, and then … he turned his body sideways, clenched his right hand into a fist, and suddenly smashed down on the charging Ling Li.
"Boom — — —"
"Ka ka ka!"
"Ka ka ka ka ka!"
The arena, which was reinforced by multiple arrays, collapsed instantly, and the surrounding ground spread out like a dense spider web, even extending to the spectator stand, shocking the audience.
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