No matter how everyone denied Luo Xiaoman, Kunlun's eyes when he looked at her were so firm and unquestionable.
If you look carefully, there is a hint of expectation in his eyes, as if he is looking forward to the sight of Nine Dragons Flying into the Sky.
"Luo Xiaoman, I found that your strength is not very good, but you are very good at talking nonsense." Qiang Wenwu turned his disdainful eyes over and stared at her coldly, with a hint of ridicule in his tone. "Nine Dragons Flying to the Sky, from ancient times to the present, only I, the ancestor of the Qiang family, can do it."
"Really?" Luo Xiaoman tilted his head. This cute and playful action was learned from Kunlun. One of them is cute and the other is adorable, and they performed the Tilting Head Killing to perfection. "Then let me tell you now, there is a second one."
Qiang Wenwu was slightly startled and looked at Luo Xiaoman in astonishment.
He thought that Luo Xiaoman would only talk and scare people, but saying this with such certainty made him murmur in his heart.
Could she really do it
No, it's impossible!
Qiang Wenwu frowned and felt dark in his heart. The only ones who could make the Shenglong Pillar appear like nine dragons flying into the sky were their Qiang bloodline.
Luo Xiaoman stepped forward, crossed Qiang Wenwu, and walked towards the Shenglong Pillar.
For a moment, everyone held their breath and stared at her every move.
Next, there will be a large-scale face-slapping scene.
Either slap Luo Xiaoman in the face, or slap them in the face.
Luo Xiaoman raised his eyes slightly, looked at the towering Shenglong Pillar, then raised his hand and held it gently.
Immediately, she activated the Hunyuan Qi Kung Fu and mobilized all kinds of power in her body, all of which were added to the Shenglong Pillar.
Buzz!
The Shenglong Pillar lit up with a purple light!
This purple light soared into the sky and turned into the shape of a dragon, roaring and circling, more powerful than the power of Qiang Wenwu.
"This, this is a purple dragon?!"
"No way? Red, orange, yellow, green, blue, purple, this is the ranking of the skills. Just now the eldest prince's technique was Qinglong, and now it's purple dragon. Doesn't it mean that Luo Xiaoman's skills are more advanced than the eldest prince's?"
"Are you kidding?! That's the Hunyuan Yiqi Kung Fu. It's something that people use to prop up tables in the streets!"
Everyone looked at this scene with stiff faces and disbelief. Some even wiped their eyes repeatedly, thinking that they were hallucinating.
However, no matter how they wiped it, the purple light in front of them was still so dazzling and bright.
"Impossible!" Qiang Wenwu stared at the purple dragon circling in mid-air, his whole body feeling bad. "You must be lying! What you practice is not Hunyuan Yiqi Kung Fu at all."
"Sorry, what I practice is the Hunyuan Yi Qi Kung Fu!" Luo Xiaoman squinted at Qiang Wenwu and said calmly: "It's just that I should be the only one who can practice the Hunyuan Yi Qi Kung Fu."
The only person who has practiced the Hunyuan Yiqi Kung Fu? !
Qiang Wenwu was shocked!
A ridiculous idea popped into his mind.
Could it be that this Hunyuan Qi Kung Fu was tailor-made for Luo Xiaoman
Although this idea is absurd, it can only explain why no one can practice the Hunyuan Qi technique from ancient times to the present.
"Hahaha, Xiaoman really has something." Seeing Luo Xiaoman's amazing performance, Qiang Ting couldn't help laughing happily. He didn't feel bad at all that his eldest son would lose to Luo Xiaoman. He even felt that Luo Xiaoman had won. Qiang Wenwu was the result he wanted.
(End of chapter)