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Within the Papacy's camp, Paul III's face was terribly grim.

George, the vice-president of the Knights of Judgment, was defeated; the paladins were defeated; even the cardinal was defeated.

Luo Tian's three disciples stood like three insurmountable mountains, blocking the path of all challengers.

"This can't go on any longer."

Paul III gritted his teeth and said:

"Attack together! The rules are for juniors to compete, not that you can't outnumber the enemy!"

Five paladins stepped forward simultaneously from the Papacy's camp.

The five of them joined forces, ranging from the early to the mid-stage of the Martial Arts Venerable realm.

"Five against one, that's not fair!"

"Does the Vatican have no shame?"

"The rules are for competitions between juniors; there's no rule against outnumbering opponents!"

The Vatican officials spoke with great conviction.

Luo Tian glanced at Xiao Niannian: "Niannian, can we play if all five of us come at once?"

Xiao Niannian tilted her head and thought for a moment:

"Why don't you give it a try, Niannian? We used to whack the moles one by one, but whacking five at once would be so much fun!"

Holding the Taiyi Sword, she slowly walked to the center of the arena.

Five paladins surrounded her, their longswords glowing with holy light.

"Little girl, just admit defeat. With the five of us together, you have no chance of winning!"

The old knight at the head of the group said in a deep voice.

Xiao Niannian shook her head:

"Niannian won't lose! Five at once! Niannian's never done this before, she wants to try!"

"This is outrageous! Since you're courting death, don't blame us!"

After saying that, the five of them attacked at the same time.

Five beams of holy light slashed towards Xiao Nian Nian from different directions.

Xiao Niannian remained calm and raised the Taiyi Sword high above her head.

"Star Sword Technique, First Form: Starfall!"

A shower of starlight descended from the sky, shattering all five beams of holy light.

The lingering power of the starlight fell upon the five paladins.

"Boom boom boom boom boom!"

All five people were sent flying backwards at the same time, crashing to the ground, coughing up blood like dead rats that had eaten arsenic.

He defeated five men with a single sword strike, and the entire arena fell silent.

Little Niannian laboriously sheathed her sword and clapped her little hands:

"Niannian already said, Niannian is really good at whack-a-mole!"

Ye Bei stood in the crowd, at a loss for words.

All he knew was that the master his granddaughter worshipped, and the master's daughter, were both like immortals.

"The Ye family... their ancestral graves are emitting auspicious smoke..."

He murmured to himself, tears streaming down his face.

……

Viewers across the country were in an uproar in front of their televisions.

"Little Niannian! Little Niannian! Little Niannian!"

"Is this child a reincarnation of a deity?"

"Four years old! If she's this strong at four, what will she be like when she grows up?"

"How did Luo Tian raise his daughter? I'd like to know his methods!"

The screen was flooded with comments praising Xiao Nian Nian.

In Kyoto, the sage slammed his fist on the table and rose up:

"Good! Good! Good!"

He said "good" three times in a row, his eyes filled with excitement.

Old Zhao was so excited that he trembled all over:

"Princess Pingnan is truly a blessing to the Chinese nation!"

……

Night falls on the shore of Zhuilong Lake.

Throughout the day's competition, Luo Tian did not make a single move.

Li Mengmeng, Ye Qianxue, and Xiao Niannian took turns fighting, and none of them could defeat them.

The younger generation of the ancient martial arts world has been completely wiped out.

All the foreign experts were killed in action.

None of them could withstand ten moves from the three women.

"Luo Tian hasn't even made a move yet, and his disciples have already taken us down... How are we supposed to compete now?"

"Is this Luo Tian's strength? No, this is just the strength of his disciple!"

How strong must he be?

Those who had previously mocked Luo Tian now looked increasingly grim, as if they were suffocating after eating a dead rat all day.

Those who bet on Luo Tian losing are starting to panic.

"No way...we're not really going to lose, are we?"

"Odds of 1 to 10... I bet 500,000 on Luo Tian losing..."

"Me too... I'm doomed..."

Li Zhendong stood in the crowd, grinning from ear to ear.

The Li family bet 500 million on Luo Tian, ​​a ratio of one to ten, which is 5 billion!

"We've struck it rich!"

Li Zhijun's eyes narrowed into slits as he laughed.

The Ye family, Xiao Niannian, Ye Qianxue, Li Mengmeng... everyone who bet on Luo Tianying saw a glimmer of hope at this moment.

Meanwhile, the casino tycoons who ran their branches had faces as black as the bottom of a pot.

"Luo Tian's disciples are too strong... We can't let them continue fighting..."

"Yes, let the old monster go on stage tomorrow and kill Luo Tian!"

"Once Luo Tian is dead, no matter how strong his disciples are, it's useless!"

Major conglomerates and casino tycoons have secretly conspired to send their strongest forces tomorrow to kill Luo Tian.

They traveled all the way from abroad to the site just to open the betting market and make a fortune.

In their current situation, they've lost everything, not even their underwear.

Therefore, we must mobilize our forces and act covertly!

As night falls, the banks of Zhuilong Lake are brightly lit.

The day's competition ended, but everyone knew it.

The real battle will begin tomorrow, when Luo Tian will personally take action!

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