"Champion King?" Xiao Naihe thought about this name.
In fact, Xiao Naihe has heard of the Champion Emperor more than once, and has even played against the Champion Emperor invisibly.
When he was in the Giant Medicine Garden, he broke one of Murong Jiujian's treasures, which was given to Sage Typhon by the Champion Emperor.
And Sage Typhon lent this treasure to Murong Jiujian.
At that time, Xiao Naihe defeated Murong Jiujian and seized the treasure, destroying the ray of will left by the champion emperor in the treasure.
Although that ray of will was left by the Champion Emperor before he became a saint, a glimpse of it revealed the whole leopard. Xiao Naihe also knew how powerful the Champion Emperor was.
If in the past, Xiao Naihe had not received various opportunities and was still cultivating his body, he would still be more concerned about the Champion Emperor.
But now the eternal Tao body he possesses is gradually recovering and advancing, and sooner or later he will surpass the realm of the Champion King, and even this day is not too far away.
The friction between Xiao Naihe and Typhon Sage was quickly forgotten, because the next competition had already begun, and it was Zhe Tianhou who received the most attention.
As soon as Zhe Tianhou's name appeared on the Aurora Monument, everyone's attention was focused on the third arena.
The other two contestants in the ring were simply ignored, no matter how fiercely they fought, it was useless.
They were also helpless. After all, Zhe Tianhou's reputation was too big in the academy. Even a strong man at the level of the Holy Son was among the top ranks in the Holy Academy.
But Zhe Tianhou's opponent was an unknown student.
"Sikong Ming? Who is this person?"
"No way, it's Cao Zhai's contestant again? When did Cao Zhai become so Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon?"
"Isn't this Sikong Ming a powerful enemy of Zhetianhao? He could even become a dark horse."
"Absolutely impossible. Zhe Tianhou's strength has already reached the realm of saints and sages. In the huge Xianmen Academy, he is also one of the best. Even except for the champion emperor, no one can beat him."
"It's a pity. This must be a one-sided battle. The winner who finally appeared in Caozhai is gone."
Many strong men in the academy were discussing it. In their eyes, there was no suspense in this competition.
Sikong Ming was gearing up below. Before going on stage, he walked towards Xiao Naihe with a bitter look on his face: "Boss Xiao, my opponent in the second game is actually Zhe Tianhou. What should I do?"
"Act according to your ability. You are definitely not a match for that Zhetianhou. Surrender immediately when the situation is bad, don't hesitate." Xiao Naihe smiled faintly.
He has never fought against Zhe Tianhou, but strong men of their level can roughly estimate the opponent's strength just by looking at the opponent.
Zhe Tianhou's strength is no longer something that can be dealt with by any trump card.
When the strength gap between two people is too huge, no matter how powerful the trump card is, it will be difficult for them to be effective.
Sikong Ming nodded, then rolled his eyes, and said with a smile: "How about Boss Xiao give me some sacred artifacts, secret treasures, or some winning formula, so that I can have a clue."
"No, get out of here." Xiao Naihe was speechless, asking for the winning formula, sacred artifacts, and secret treasures.
This Zhetianhou is very strong. Even if Xiao Naihe meets Zhetianhou in his current state, he can't say he is absolutely sure of winning, let alone Sikong Ming. He is definitely not Zhetianhou's opponent.
Xiao Naihe slapped Si Kongming on the back of the head and scolded with a smile: "Remember, if you notice something is wrong, you must immediately run off the stage and leave. Don't be beaten so hard that you don't even have a chance to surrender."
"I know, Boss Xiao."
Sikong Ming nodded quickly and then left in response.
He summoned a sword in his hand, filled with spiritual energy.
When the sword entered the ring, it immediately drew out shooting stars, forming magnificent stars that rotated all over the sky, like stars moving in the sky.
If you take a closer look, you will see that the stars on the sword are condensed, with countless seeping currents surging, listing the stars, and there is a feeling of endless growth.
"The treasure of the high-level god king!" A strong man's eyes lit up, and he saw that the sword in Sikong Ming's hand was something special.
Sikong Ming jumped down from the sword, put his hands behind his back, raised his head and chest high, his hair moved without any wind, like a great master. There was indescribable pride in his eyes, and he looked down upon the world, including everyone present.
In his own eyes, his appearance was unfathomable.
But in the eyes of others, it was a strong pretense.
"This guy is so good at pretending. He looks like a five-person guy before he even starts doing it."
"Look at how human-like he is, and he even wields a sword on the stage. The stage is obviously not far away, and he can jump up to it. He has to do all these fancy things."
"The look in his eyes seems to look down on everyone present. Why does this kid deserve a beating?"
Many people were so angry when they looked at Sikong Ming's look of needing a beating, as if everyone owed him millions of spiritual stones.
At this moment, an extremely overbearing masculine wind suddenly blew up, vibrating in the air.
The surrounding air currents are constantly stirring, and to the naked eye, they look like turbulent undercurrents in a storm.
The next moment, the entire arena was enveloped by a mysterious and mysterious aura, and Zhe Tianhou's figure also appeared on the arena.
Looking around, Zhe Tianhou looked calm, as if nothing in the world could move him.
His expression was lazy, as if he were a god descending to the earth, condensing the way of the gods and the supreme being.
Even if he didn't speak, the pressure Zhe Tianhou stood there was still as heavy as the sky.
"It is worthy of being the one who covers the sky. Even if he is just standing, he has an air of being aloof and proud of Jiutian."
"This is the one chosen by heaven. He was born according to nature. It's not like that kid opposite who just pretends to have this kind of temperament and is still very distracted."
The eyes of the old antiques from several aristocratic families lit up, and they could feel the majestic yet overwhelming terror in Zhe Tianhou.
Even if Sikong Ming was standing opposite Zhe Tianhou, he could clearly feel the huge energy contained in his body. It seemed that just a little leakage would be enough to wipe him out.
At this moment, Sikong Ming was under great pressure. With his strength and many trump cards, he might not be afraid even if he was three or four levels above his cultivation level.
But at Zhetianhou's level, he has already surpassed himself by so many levels, and no matter how many trump cards he has, it will be useless.
"It's time to start..."
"Wait a minute, I admit defeat." Sikong Ming spoke immediately and surrendered without waiting for Hong Jiaoling to finish her words.
Just like what Xiao Naihe said, he was worried that Zhe Tianhou wouldn't give him a chance to speak at all if they fought later.
He knew very well how cruel and domineering Zhe Tianhou was, so he immediately raised the white flag before he finished speaking.
The people below were stunned for a moment, and then started to curse randomly. Everyone called Sikong Ming shameless.