Prisoner Xing let out a muffled snort, and a bright red tinged from the corner of his mouth.
There was still a bit of embarrassment on his face, how could this be, he was not Mo Li's opponent
Prisoner Xing is very cunning. He had calculated earlier that among the three members of the Protoss, Prince Changsheng was the strongest, while Lu Ting was the weakest. As the grandson of the old prisoner, he won the weakest. , It's not a matter of long face, so he chose Mo Li, who is also a five-step void realm cultivation base, as his opponent.
He had expected that Mo Li would not be his opponent, but when he fought Mo Li, Prisoner Xing realized that he had underestimated Mo Li.
This person seems to be gentle and gentle, with an extremely gentle and handsome face, but every move he makes is very vicious and deadly.
In hand-to-hand combat, he was defeated in just a few confrontations.
If this goes on, he will lose.
Outside the barrier, people from Huang Zhi's lineage looked nervous.
"Grandma, cousin, is he okay?"
Little prisoner broke out in cold sweat for prisoner Xing.
Although it doesn't want to see Prisoner Xing, but the other party is a relative who grew up together since childhood, and it doesn't want to see Prisoner Xing defeated.
"The prison star's strength is not bad, and it stands to reason that he would not lose to a person of the same martial arts level."
Old Prisoner Tian still has some confidence in Prisoner Xing.
Even if both of them are at the five-step Void Realm, that is not the full strength of Prisoner Xing.
"You're stronger than I thought, enough for me to take it seriously."
After Prisoner Xing finished speaking, his figure gradually blurred, and instead, what appeared in front of everyone was a giant flower that was fifteen or six feet tall.
It is very similar to the Prisoner Empress Ye Lingyue had seen in Qingzhou Continent, but stronger in momentum.
In order to win, Prisoner Xing took the form of Huang Zhi.
Its plant is very huge, and the flexible petals shot out at an astonishing speed, sucking Mo Li into the flower disc.
Prisoner Xing is the existence of the Prisoner Sky Clan, second only to Little Prisoner Sky.
It has the ability to devour the starry sky, and all the people and things within its devouring range will lose their divine power as if absorbed by a black hole.
But Mo Li is not a fuel-efficient lamp, the moment he is sucked into the flower disc.
Between his fingers, there were a few extra celestial talismans, and those celestial talismans exploded.
The colors of those celestial talismans are colorful and contain several kinds of celestial talismans.
Among them are the fixed talisman and the explosive talisman.
Prisoner Xing's body froze, and the petals that opened and closed stiffly froze in mid-air, watching several celestial talismans falling on it.
Only a loud bang was heard.
Prisoner Xing's body, as if oil had been poured on it, ignited a raging fire.
That day's fire is not an ordinary day's fire, prisoner Xing shouted in desperation.
"I surrender!"
The barrier was quickly removed, and Mo Li floated to the ground. Only then did Prisoner Xing regain his freedom of movement, and the sky fire on his body was extinguished.
Prisoner Xing regained his human form, and he looked very embarrassed, his hair was burnt like a dog, and his handsome face had long since lost its former handsomeness.
"grandmother."
Annoyed, Qiao Xing returned to Lao Qiaotian's side, who gave a low voice.
"Things that are embarrassing, get out of the way."
The old prisoner sky did not expect that Yeling, whom it considered most likely to lose, would win, while prisoner Xing, who had the best chance of winning, would lose.
Two out of three rounds have passed, Yeling won one game, and Prisoner Xing lost one game, the outcome depends on the match between Emperor Xin and Prince Wuxin.
It's just that Prince Wuxin's martial state has reached the astonishing six-step void state, which is undoubtedly better than the emperor whose strength is unknown.
On the side of the Protoss, after Lu Ting lost a game earlier, the morale was a bit low, but Mo Li won the game cleanly, and the morale of the Protoss was like a rainbow.
"Prince, overthrow the traitors of the two Protoss."
"Kill that little boy."
There was a burst of clamor, which was endless.
Regarding this, Emperor Xin looked indifferent, as if those words were irrelevant.
In his eyes, there is no difference between Huangzhi's lineage and the Protoss. He will stand on whichever side Ye Lingyue is on.
"Wow, it's so lively, the first two rounds are over? Huang Zhi's lineage actually won one? One win and one loss, the results are not ugly, but it's useless to win, that little boy is no match for Prince Wuxin."
Ji Bokang just arrived, saw this scene, and looked around curiously.
Ye Lingri also disappeared in the crowd, he had witnessed the contest with Mo Li just now.
"If he is a little boy, then no one in the world will be called a man."
When Ye Lingri saw Dixin, he also saw Ye Lingyue, but Ajie hadn't noticed him yet.
Her gaze has been on the field.
With the Emperor here, sister should be fine.
Ye Lingri did not come forward to meet Ye Lingyue.
"Do you know that kid? That kid is very strong? But it's useless no matter how strong he is, can he be stronger than Prince Wuxin? You must know that Prince Wuxin is the son of the Longevity God Emperor. Famous martial arts, the profound meaning of the emperor level, Di Yuan Zhan, once Di Yuan Zhan comes out, meet gods and kill gods, meet demons and slay demons."
It was rare for Ji Bokang to see that Ye Lingri was interested in others. In his impression, since he knew Ye Lingri, this kid was neither cold nor indifferent to others, and he had never seen him have such a high opinion of others.
"Do you want to gamble?"
Ye Lingri raised his eyebrows.
"How to bet?"
"Just bet on whether he can win Prince Wuxin."
Ye Lingri fought Dixin, and Dixin's superficial strength should be comparable to his own, but Ye Lingri thought that was not the full strength of Dixin.
That man is unfathomable.
"Just bet, bet what?"
A casual cultivator like Ji Bokang is bold by nature, and he is naturally keen on gambling.
"Just bet on our earlier decision. If I win the bet, the Mirror League has to follow my agreement and make an appointment with people from the other two districts to seize the observation points in the district and Xuan district. If I lose, the Tianhe Vision After that, I will follow you and join the army with you."
Ye Lingri and Ji Bokang are the leaders of the Mirror League Loose Cultivator, but in the past few days, there have been disputes between the two.
Ye Lingri felt that the location of the observation points in the yellow zone was too bad, and he had to sprint to better areas and observation points in the yellow zone.
But Ji Bokang believed that there should be no conflict with other forces of the Protoss.
The opinions of the two were at odds, and there were also two completely different voices in the mirror alliance.
"Ok, deal."
Ji Bokang has always wanted to join the army. Seeing that Ye Lingri is a promising talent, he wanted to drag him to join the army.
It's just that he didn't know that Ye Lingri was already a member of the army, but it was only an army thousands of years later.
"The third round of competition, Prince Wuxin vs. Emperor Xin, the competition is just beginning."
As soon as the old prisoner announced, Emperor Xin and Prince Wuxin stepped into the barrier.
Prince Wuxin looked at Emperor Xin a few times, and said calmly.
"Your luck is not good enough. You met the prince. The prince doesn't have time to work hard with you. You should automatically admit defeat."