God King of Myriad Realms

Chapter 20 [Competition in the Palace - Part [-]]

Carved beams and painted buildings, in the magnificent palace hall.

The singing and dancing has come to an end, and it will be replaced by a "Junior Competition" that is about to kick off.

The ten most outstanding people can enter the "rear hall" to meet "Princess Yaoxue", the number one beauty of the Great Qin Empire, and maybe even get the favor of "Princess Yaoxue", and become the son-in-law at once.

You must know that "Princess Yaoxue" is the only daughter of His Majesty Qin Huang, and also the most beloved princess of His Majesty Qin Huang. Once she becomes the son-in-law, she will be able to rise steadily in the future.

"The first one to play is Zhao Feng, who is seventeen or eighteen years old and has a arrogant face, the son of the minister of the military department of the Great Qin Empire."

Martial Ancestor Realm First Layer, previously tested "Second Grade Martial Soul, Earth Attribute Defense Martial Soul Skill."

"Hmph! I'll meet you." Immediately afterwards, another young man with extraordinary appearance rushed out of the seat.

It is also Wu Zong's first-level cultivation base, "Second-grade martial soul, metal attack martial soul skills."

On the surface, the two are evenly matched, evenly divided.

"Hehe~~ That's right, wait until you stop, don't hurt the other party's life." On the dragon chair, the majestic and unpredictable Qin Huang reminded with a smile.

"Yes."

The two teenagers responded and started their own methods.

"Ho... hoo!"

A lifelike, majestic giant dragon phantom condensed in the sky above the hall.

On top of Zhao Feng's head is "the power of seventeen giant dragons."

His opponent is "the power of sixteen dragons."

The first level of Wu Zong can derive the power of "ten to twenty" dragons, and when it reaches the ninth level of Wu Zong, it is the power of a hundred dragons.

Boom!Boom!
The power of seventeen dragons collided with the power of sixteen dragons.

Compared with the strength of a giant dragon, Zhao Feng vaguely gained the upper hand, and his expression was also extremely happy: "Haha! It's my skill that is superior, you should admit defeat."

"It's just the power of an extra dragon, and it's not enough for you to be happy." The young man with extraordinary appearance took a deep breath, and a sharp, golden light that cut metal rose in his hand, "Metallic, attacking weapons Soul skills!"

Crash.

Under this small "metallic martial soul skill", the power of the seventeen giant dragons was split apart in an instant, making a fuss.

"Bastard, this young master also has martial arts skills!" Zhao Feng clasped his hands together, "His martial arts skills are earth attribute defensive martial arts skills."

But seeing a piece of brilliance of black and yellow rock, the simple and heavy light curtain guarded in front of "Zhao Feng" indistinctly.

clang!Clang, clang!

The light of the metallic martial soul skill hit the defensive light curtain of the "earth attribute martial soul skill", like a spearhead hitting a shield, and the crisp cracking and rubbing sound resounded continuously.

"In the end, the defensive light curtain of the earth attribute martial soul skill cracked, Zhao Feng vomited blood and flew out in embarrassment, defeated!"

"Hey... this Zhao Feng has the strength of seventeen dragons, but it's a pity that he lost to the "Martial Soul Skill"."

The power of the martial soul is very important, and among the martial soul skills, the two attacking martial soul skills of "metal nature and fire attribute" are also among the best.

Defensive "martial spirit skills"? After all, they were all overwhelmed.

"The losers are not allowed to play until there are ten left." Qin Huang's voice fell forcefully.

The young man who defeated Zhao Feng exhausted a lot of energy and naturally returned to his seat to recover.

"Hey~~ I'm the young master next." A familiar figure strode to the center of the hall, "Princess Yaoxue, this young master is determined to win, and the one who refuses to accept will stand up and compete."

Uh.

"This guy... his brain is flooded." Ling Changsheng looked at the yelling Pang Long, and couldn't help laughing.

However, "Pang Long" itself is still a bit of a level, and Wu Zong's first level shows the "power of a giant dragon" with eighteen heads.

The awakened one is "third-grade martial soul, fire attribute attack martial soul skill."

Three strikes, five divisions and two defeats a "young boy who is the first level of Wu Zong."

Unexpectedly, this fellow was not satisfied, and groaned: "Come on, I haven't had enough fun with this young master."

"In the end, Pang Long only gave up after defeating a noble disciple of the first level of Wu Zong."

But this guy didn't go back to Grand Master Pang, but moved to Ling Changsheng's side, "Hey~~ Changsheng, this young master should be majestic."

"Prestige!" Ling Changsheng nodded.

"Don't make a sad face, it's no big deal to awaken a first-grade martial soul." Pang Long patted Ling Changsheng's shoulder, his eyes were serious: "At first, I wanted to protect you from now on... Who would have thought... that little girl Ling Xue actually The awakened one is the "Supreme Martial Soul"."

Speaking of this, Pang Long gulped and looked at the little girl: "Supreme Martial Soul~ Changsheng, your life is so lucky to marry such a daughter-in-law."

Master Pang Long, what are you talking about.

The little girl was shy, her face was flushed, pink and attractive.

"Supreme Martial Soul!" Fists clenched, nails pierced into flesh and blood, Ling Tianba glared at Ling Changsheng, and suddenly got up and walked to the field, "Who's coming!"

The young prince Ling Tianba of the Zhenyao Palace, a fourth-grade martial soul, and a fire-attribute attacking martial soul skill!

It's still "Second Heaven of Wu Zong," with the power of thirty dragons in his body.

Realm or cultivation, almost crushing all the noble children in the audience.

"After a long period of silence, a tall and straight young man in a long robe walked up to Ling Tianba and cupped his hands: "Duwei's Mansion, Yuan Hong."

"I care who you are!"

Overbearing and arrogant, Ling Tianba's body shook, "The power of thirty giant dragons galloped out!"

"Boom! Boom!" The power of 28 giant dragons appeared outside Yuan Hong's body.

And not only that, just look at Yuan Hong's palm dragging the aura around him, and hitting with one palm, "Kaishan Palm!"

"The palm technique of lower class martial arts of the Huang rank, Mountain Opening Palm. Its power can open mountains and crack rocks."

It is extremely difficult to comprehend the martial arts, most of the monks will only practice "the power of the dragon, the power of the martial soul", and few people will be distracted to "comprehend" the martial arts.

Click.

"Unstoppable, under the domineering and terrifying Kai Shan's palm, Ling Tianba's thirty dragons staggered backwards, opening a gap."

The situation changed, and Yuan Hong sacrificed "the power of 28 giant dragons" in one go to suppress Ling Tianba's power of [-] giant dragons.

"Something that doesn't know how to live or die."

Ling Tianba frowned with a murderous look, and the power of the martial soul in his body was activated, "A hot and gorgeous flame rose up, and under the high temperature, the temperature in the huge palace rose sharply."

"Fourth rank martial soul, fire attribute martial soul skills! This power is still higher than Pang Long's fire attribute martial soul skills."

What Yuan Hong awakened was only "a third-grade martial soul, wood-type auxiliary martial soul skills."

There is no suspense, where Ling Tianba's "Fire Attribute Martial Soul Technique" ended in a disastrous defeat with burns all over his body.

"Master!" Pang Long slapped the table in front of Ling Changsheng's seat, "Ling Tianba, the grandson of Ling Tianba... is very powerful."

Do you like taking pictures of tables?

Ling Changsheng recalled that this guy really seemed to have this problem, "How many times did he pat the table that night at Chunxiangyuan? In this hall, it wasn't just the first time he patted the table!"

"I can't help it... I can't help it." Pang Long smiled awkwardly, "Fourth-rank martial soul, well, Ling Tianba's martial arts skills are much better than mine... Changsheng, but don't be afraid, there is Lingxue's supreme martial arts. With the soul covering you, Ling Tianba dare not provoke you."

Hope so.

Ling Changsheng narrowed his eyes.

(End of this chapter)