The Mighty Little Sorceress

Chapter 1808: Flying Kowloon!

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Qiang Wenting and Qiang Wenyi also expressed surprise when they saw this.

Mr. Ling, as expected, never misses a thing, Luo Xiaoman really surprises them all the time!

Let me ask, how can a person who can practice Hunyuan Qigong be weak

To them, the Hunyuan Yiqi Cultivation Technique is rubbish, but to Luo Xiaoman, it is the top-level technique, even more powerful than the so-called heaven-level techniques.

This can be seen from Luo Xiaoman's rapid improvement in strength along the way.

"Okay, now I have to continue." Luo Xiaoman curled his lips and glanced at Qiang Wenwu teasingly.

"Um?"

Qiang Wenwu was slightly startled and seemed to have no reaction.

Immediately afterwards, Luo Xiaoman's eyes darkened, and the power in his body swarmed out, all integrated into the Shenglong Pillar.

Buzz!

There was a loud buzzing, and everyone's ears were buzzing.

"Roar!!"

As bursts of dragon roars exploded, the Shenglong Pillar shone with purple light, and purple dragons flew out one after another, joining the first purple dragon and circling in mid-air.

"Nine, Nine Dragons Flying to the Sky?!" Everyone's eyes widened, as if they were about to pop out. "She really did it!"

At this moment, everyone closed their mouths.

They felt their faces burning with pain, but they were mercilessly slapped in the face by Luo Xiaoman with facts!

"How is that possible?!" Qiang Ting hissed, stood up, and looked at Jiulong Feitian in surprise. "Does Xiaoman really have the blood of my Qiang family?"

"Father, is this possible?" Qiang Wenyi frowned and said solemnly: "Her surname is Luo!"

Qiang Ting shook his head. He couldn't understand the reason, but the only thing that was certain was that Luo Xiaoman was able to fly to the sky because he must have Qiang's blood flowing in his body.

"Wenyi, go check it out now." He squinted his eyes and said in a deep voice, "I want to know the origin of the Luo family!"

"Yes!" Qiang Wenyi nodded and immediately left the table.

Qiang Wenting glanced at Qiang Wenyi's back, and there was a hint of solemnity between her eyebrows. Their Qiang family had noble blood, and like the Xuanyuan family, they were a family passed down from ancient times. It was absolutely impossible for such an unknown clan member to appear.

"Xiao Kun, do you look good?" Luo Xiaoman turned around and smiled sweetly at Kunlun.

Kunlun nodded, and the corners of his stiff lips rose slightly. "nice."

In his heart, no matter what Luo Xiaoman does, it is the most beautiful. Even if he yawns or stretches, he is still beautiful and lovely.

"Okay." After Luo Xiaoman took it back, he looked at Qiang Wenwu indifferently. "You lost in this first round of competition."

Qiang Wenwu came back to his senses and looked at her with a complicated expression.

He did lose, and he lost miserably!

Not only did he lose people, he also lost the Qiang clan's honor!

It's really a shame that the Qiang family's secret skills are not as good as rubbish skills like Hunyuan Yiqi.

However, the facts were before him and he was unable to refute.

"You won the first round of the competition." Qiang Wenwu gritted his teeth and said solemnly: "But there is still a second round and a third round."

"As a commander, you must develop in an all-round way!"

"Tell me, what's the second round of competition?" Luo Xiaoman waved his hand and said nonchalantly: "I'm new here and haven't had a good tour of the imperial city yet, so hurry up."

Qiang Wenwu's pupils shrank, and he clenched his fists tightly, suppressing the anger in his heart.

(End of chapter)