The most powerful system in history

Chapter 202
Qing fluttering's words made the three suzerains vomit blood so provocatively.

Just when Wu Liang thought that his back-up technique was definitely a full-level cultivation, the young leader in front of him told Wu Liang with an example that the invisible back-up technique is the strongest back-up technique.

After hearing the words, the Young Leader nodded very naturally.

Then he pointed at the little loli and said with a smile: "I know that this young lady said yesterday that the disciples of the three Zhenwu sects all call her aunt, so you, the master of the three sects, are indeed the grandparents of the three sects."

"puff"

"Puff puff"

As soon as the young leader finished speaking, the three sect masters vomited blood again.

The three of them died at the end of the third round of the Ten Thousand Immortals Conference.

This is naturally a joke, but the current atmosphere in the Zhenwu County phalanx does make the three of them want to die.

Especially after Jian Chen, the young leader of the alliance, made up the knife, a series of sympathetic and gloating eyes glanced over, making the three of them extremely ashamed and indignant, so they had no choice but to choose to be an ostrich for the time being.

Qi Qi closed his eyes and concentrated on it, pretending to be in "sedation", completely ignoring the movement of the outside world.

When Wu Liang saw that the three were "pretending to be cowardly", he immediately lost interest.

Fortunately, there is still one person in front of him who can be teased.

Jian Chen, the young leader of the Ten Thousand Immortals League.

Wu Liang suddenly discovered that the young leader, Shengxue in white clothes, looked like a good son in troubled times, but he was actually a proud and arrogant joker.

Pushy!

Show bag!

However, apart from a little arrogance, there is no vicious temperament.

"Just right, maybe we can find out something."

Wu Liang's eyeballs rolled suddenly, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Then Wu Liang turned around and said to Jian Chen, neither humble nor overbearing: "I don't know if Master Jian is here, what can I advise you?"

After all, Jian Chen was the leader of the Young Alliance, and the monks he faced, regardless of whether they were from the fourth-rank or fifth-rank sect, treated him with a flattering attitude, but when he suddenly met Wu Liang's attitude, he was quite uncomfortable. Po Gong didn't hold back his arrogant face.

After Hao Xuan kept his cold face, Jian Chen suddenly pointed at Sister Pu, Ling Long, and Su Mu and said, "Your three disciples are very good!"

Hearing this, Wu Liang raised a question mark and said to himself, "What's the matter? Is this trying to rob people?"

As soon as Jian Chen finished speaking, before Wu Liang could answer, he continued, "You're not bad either!"

"Damn, even the suzerain is going to grab it?"

Wu Liang's body trembled suddenly, and he secretly said in shock.

These two words of Jian Chen are of course "exchanging pleasantries", this is his unique style.

Nuoda is a native of the nine counties of Qingzhou, and it is pitiful that he, the young leader of the alliance, can make such a pleasant exchange.

But if Jian Chen knew what was going on in Wu Liang's heart at this time, he might draw his sword and cut this guy down immediately.

What are you doing grabbing what the three beauties said?
Fortunately, after exchanging pleasantries, Jian Chen finally got to the point.

"Tomorrow is the Martial Arts Competition, will the Nine Cauldrons send someone to fight?"

Jian Chen's expression suddenly turned serious, and he asked.

"Of course!"

Wu Liang replied.

"But you?"

"it's me!"

As soon as he got a satisfactory answer, Jian Chen finally smiled. In his own eyes, it was a chic smile, but in the eyes of everyone...

With a chic smile, Jian Chen spit out the words that had been brewing in his heart for a long time.

"Very good. Tomorrow's martial arts contest, I hope you will pass a few more levels in the maze. Before you lose to me, you must not lose. Do you understand?"

As soon as the words fell, the young leader who was dressed in white and snow turned around and left.

This way of doing things, but he is well versed in the principle of pretending to be forced and running away.

It's a pity that no one cared about his handsome figure as the young leader at this time, and Qi Qi was attracted by a piece of information he inadvertently leaked.

Even the three sect masters who were still pretending to be dead were the same.

Gein, in every Ten Thousand Immortals Conference, the most important thing has always been the Martial Arts Competition.

However, the location of each competition is different, and it is rarely revealed before the official start.

So at this time, when they suddenly heard Jian Chen's words, everyone became excited.

"maze?"

"The place where the martial arts contest is held is a maze?"

As long as you are not stupid, you can come to this conclusion at this time.

But after all, there are only two words, apart from knowing that the place of competition is a maze, there is nothing else to deduce.

And after Jian Chen, the young alliance leader's "pretentiousness", the huge shock brought by the Nine Cauldron Sect was also diluted a lot.

The monks of the nine counties all remembered that although the Nine Cauldrons had won three games in a row, it was definitely a miracle in the history of the Ten Thousand Immortals Conference, but after all, it was only three games, and the last one was not won.

Compared with the three competitions of Spirit Cooking, Artifact Refining, and Alchemy, the only thing that really caught the attention of the entire Qingzhou nine counties was the martial arts competition on the last day.

Because those three items are all external objects and external forces.

Only the word "Yanwu" is what determines everything.

Those two characters represent combat power.

As long as anyone can win the championship of the martial arts competition, it is tantamount to wearing the crown of "Qingzhou's Strongest Talent".

The weight of that crown is more terrifying than the sum of the previous three competitions.

All monks know that whether it is a spirit cook, a weapon refining, or an alchemy, these memory spells can be cheated with the help of external forces, especially for sects like the Nine Cauldrons that have been inherited from ancient times.

There is a great chance to use some rare objects from the ancient times to win the championship.

It may be surprising, but it is difficult to be respected.

Without Wu Liang's previous bet and those taunts, perhaps the effect of Jiudingzong winning three games in a row would have been great. After the Ten Thousand Immortals Conference is over, the nine counties will spread the unbelievableness of Jiudingzong.

At that time, as long as Wu Liang opened the mountain gate, he might soon be able to attract many talented monks to join him.

But now, everything is different.

Once the last martial arts contest, Jiudingzong ended in failure.

Then the final version will be: once there was a sect who was lucky enough to obtain some ancient artifacts, and even despised the monks of other sects. Although they won three games in a row, they were slapped in the face in the end.

With such a pass, the Nine Cauldrons sect won't even gain prestige.

Reputation will immediately stink against the wind.

But now, among the monks who are optimistic about the victory of the Nine Cauldron Sect, surprisingly, there is not even a third of them.

Because all the monks remembered one after another, the last martial arts competition, but there were several "Qingzhou monsters" participating, which was fundamentally different from the previous three competitions.

Not to mention anything else, just the seemingly "funny" young leader just now.

He didn't hide it in the slightest, and his revealed cultivation level was impressively... half-step to transform into a god!
That's right, it is such a state that anyone can even sense it. This cultivation level is still the result of his deliberate suppression. If he lets go, he may be promoted to the God Transformation state in an instant.

In fact, the ten seed monks in the Martial Arts Competition are all in this situation.

With the same idea, at the beginning of the competition, they let go of the suppression, promoted to the state of transformation, and directly used their cultivation to crush other opponents.

And Wu Liang, the sect master who has created three miracles, what is his level of cultivation?
Condensation in the four realms of imagery!
At this time, as long as he is not blind or a fool, he can tell what Wu Liang's winning rate is?

one tenth?

Or one percent?

……

"That mad suzerain is finally going to be slapped in the face?"

At this moment, countless crowd of onlookers revived with full blood, and once again taunted Wu Liang mercilessly.

(End of this chapter)