"First Saint is so famous, why bother with a lowly commoner?" At this time, Meng Ruhua suddenly put in a good word.
"Lowly people are born to be lowly. I don't think there's any harm in beating him up!" Ruyi clenched her teeth and agreed. Brat, you only know how to pick up girls. If I don't teach you a lesson, you won't learn your lesson.
"Guys, why do I feel that Ruhua Peak Master is more like the lowly person's master?" The Mad Killer had a scar on his right cheek. When he smiled, he looked very ferocious.
"Hehe, Ruyi is not his master. But if you really don't care about this lowly person, you can consider giving him to me!" Meng Ruhua looked at Ruyi playfully and laughed.
"When I lose interest in him, I will naturally give him to you!" Ruyi also replied seriously and scolded, "Ask your disciple to stay away from him. This lowly person is not a good person. Be careful that your disciple will suffer losses!"
"Ruyi, if you say so, did you suffer losses in his hands?" Meng Ruhua could not help but be suspicious.
"Are you kidding? Suffer losses? It's good enough that he is not killed by me! "Ruyi hid her amusement and was very nervous.
"Alright, both of you stop quarreling. This lowly commoner has taken all the resources for himself. Now, we can completely enter the second round. In terms of Dao techniques, it is completely reasonable for Zhao Lunhui to go down and teach him a lesson!" Kong Dao suddenly tried to mediate. Obviously, he also wanted to see the confrontation between the two.
"Director Kong, where is your Brilliant Holy Son? Why didn't he show up in such a grand event? All the good things are taken advantage of by this guy? "Zhao Tiansun could not help but ask.
"Ahem, Brilliant Holy Son is in seclusion to undergo the most important transformation in his life. He really can't make it in time for this grand event!" Kong Dao explained awkwardly.
"In that case, will the Hunyuan Holy Son and the Ninth Firmament Holy Son not come again?" Zhao Tiansun could not help but look at the other Supreme Martial Artists.
"They are indeed busy and can't come. However, the Saint Son of Samsara is here. It's not their turn to show off. Vice Dean Zhao, this grand event depends on the performance of your disciple!" The Supreme Martial Artists complimented Zhao Tiansun, which was a rare occurrence.
"If that's the case, then we won't decline. Samsara, go and teach that lowly commoner a lesson!" After Zhao Tiansun got a positive answer, he was no longer worried about anything and ordered Zhao Lunhui.
"Yes, Master!" Zhao Lunhui actually couldn't wait any longer. Hearing that a few powerful competitors were not coming, then wouldn't the entire Future Star Gathering be his world? How could the Saint Son of Samsara, who was usually proud and arrogant, tolerate the fact that a lowly commoner dared to threaten to kill him?
After agreeing, Zhao Lunhui stepped forward and walked towards the central square like a ladder. His bearing was extraordinary and he had the power of a sovereign.
"Haha, do you really think that Zhao Lunhui can teach that lowly commoner a lesson? From what I see, that lowly commoner is not simple. His ability to swallow and spit out Divine Stones surpasses all the other Holy Sons. In a few breaths, he could swallow one hundred thousand cubic meters of Divine Stones of Chaos. If Zhao Lunhui fails miserably, the reputation of the First Holy Son will be swept to the ground." After Zhao Lunhui left, Meng Ruhua laughed again. She was not optimistic about Zhao Lunhui.
"Oh? Meng Ruhua, do you mean that Samsara is inferior to a lowly commoner? "Zhao Tiansun glared at Meng Ruhua and reprimanded her.
"Zhao Tiansun, don't be angry. I think the director and the others are more sensible. In such an occasion, the disciples are all in seclusion, so there won't be so many changes!" Meng Ruhua did not say it explicitly, but she made her point clear.
"Meng Ruhua, don't talk nonsense. Our disciples are really in seclusion!" A few Supreme Masters immediately expressed their dissatisfaction.
"Okay, I believe you, okay?" Meng Ruhua rolled her eyes and did not say much. These Supreme Masters were afraid that their disciples would die in advance, so it was understandable that they would put all the treasures at the end. After all, no one wanted to be defeated before participating in the selection of the Chaotic Divine Son.
"Look, the First Holy Son is indeed extraordinary. He has attracted everyone's attention as soon as he appeared!" Mitsui Hyuga reminded. Everyone's eyes were once again focused on the square.
Although Zhao Lunhui only had the appearance of a young man, he had an imposing appearance, just like a Divine Emperor of a generation. His aura was released, and the pressure was so great that it made people unable to breathe. This caused all the Saint Children to involuntarily look at him with reverence, feeling fear in their hearts.
Just when Meng Xingchen was frowning and cautious, Chen Jiu stood in front of him and shouted, "Hey, where did this brat come from? Get down here. My elder sister is here. How dare you be so arrogant?"
"You brat!" Meng Xingchen glared at him and could not help but explain, "Brother, you are so strong. Why haven't I seen you before?"
"Xing Chen, don't you recognize me? I am Samsara! "The young man said, looking at Meng Xingchen affectionately.
"What? You are Samsara? Brother Zhao Lunhui, you are reincarnated again? "As soon as Meng Xingchen said that, Chen Jiu complained secretly, thinking that things were going to be bad.
"Yes, it is me!" Zhao Lunhui nodded and walked down to Meng Xingchen. His imposing manner made people want to worship him.
"Brother Samsara, you have been away for more than three years. I really did not expect you to be reincarnated again. I almost could not recognize you!" Meng Xingchen sized up Zhao Lunhui with glowing eyes. Her gaze was filled with the adoration of a young girl toward a big brother.
"It has been three years. Xing Chen, you have also improved a lot!" Zhao Lunhui looked at Meng Xingchen seriously and nodded.
"Really? Brother Samsara, you also think that I have improved? " Meng Xingchen was pleasantly surprised by Zhao Lunhui's affirmation. She actually blushed like a little girl.
Damn, this little girl, don't tell me she likes this bull-nosed guy? Chen Jiu was speechless. He stared at her from the side and was very dissatisfied.
At this point, even a fool could see that Meng Xingchen admired and admired Zhao Lunhui.
Chen Jiu had just threatened to beat him up. That was simply digging his own grave and making the beauty hate him. At this moment, Chen Jiu was sandwiched between the two of them. He really felt like a clown that was not liked by anyone!
No, I must break this situation. How can I let this bull-nosed guy take advantage of such a beautiful person? Preconceived notions, especially Meng Xingchen's current performance, made Chen Jiu especially dislike Zhao Lunhui. However, he was not a fool. Of course, he could not fall out with him directly.
Chen Jiu, who could not bear to be left out, immediately interrupted the two. He stared at Zhao Lunhui and scolded, "Hey, bull-nosed guy, my big sister likes you. You have to treat her well. Otherwise, I will beat you up every time I see you!"
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