"Come and see, today's honor roll is out." Just as Liu Xun was sighing with emotion, a monk at the city wall shouted, and Liu Xun immediately walked towards the city wall upon seeing this.
When they arrived at the city wall, they saw a large golden paper pasted on it. The content on the paper was as follows: Honor value represents a person's comprehensive combat power. Since the statistics are too many and complicated, there is only a ranking.
Foreign honor value, first place: Das. Second place: Mingte. Third place: Dasna. Fourth place...
China's honor value, first place: Emperor Yi. Second place: Huang Zhan. Third place: Yan Chong. Fourth place: Bei Ming Xiao Tian. Fifth place: Shangguan Ye Ling. Sixth place: Emperor Yuan. Seventh place: Huang Tian Lin. Eighth place: Jian Wu Ming. Ninth place: Huang Dao Rou. Tenth place: Nalan Qing Er...
Seeing this, Liu Xun smiled to himself. He didn't expect that Yan Chong and Nalan Qing'er were both on the list. When Liu Xun left, Nalan Qing'er was just a little kid of twelve or thirteen years old, but now he should have grown up. With the Qilin Pill, it is reasonable for his cultivation to increase greatly.
But Liu Xun was a little puzzled that Di Yuan was only ranked sixth. However, Liu Xun was not surprised that Di Yi was ranked first in China.
Looking at the foreign list again, he didn't recognize the first and second place, but Liu Xun knew the third place. She was the girl from the Golden Family who had fought with him. He didn't expect that ten years later, she had grown to this point.
Yan Chong was actually in third place. Liu Xun could not help sighing. It seemed that the inheritance of Fuxi Wood was indeed extraordinary. It was once called the existence of a god. One could imagine how incredible this inheritance was.
"Shangguan Ye Ling... As I thought, you are a cultivator." Liu Xun said softly, looking at the name on the gold paper with a smile on his face.
"I don't know how Ling'er and Miss Liu are doing! Ten years have passed in the blink of an eye, and the world is cruel." Shaking his head and sighing, Liu Xun was about to leave here and go to the arena to take a look, but at this moment, a blond foreign boy walked towards Liu Xun.
Seeing this, Liu Xun shook his head and smiled. He realized that the foreign boy wanted to go to the front to see the honor list, and he was standing in front of him, but the boy did not seem to move aside.
It is better to have less trouble than more. Liu Xun was just about to avoid the foreign boy, but the foreign boy's words came over: "A good dog does not block the road! Do you think that I can't see your dog face just because you wear a tattered hat?"
The words of the foreign boy immediately attracted the attention of the surrounding monks, but when those monks saw the appearance of the foreign boy, they dared not say anything.
When Liu Xun heard this, his eyes sparkled. He really didn't want to get involved in this trouble, but since the other party was looking for trouble, it was not his fault.
At this time, Liu Xun was wearing a bamboo hat and carrying a Qilin Thorn on his back. He was emitting a wave of energy that was about the level of a robbing earth cultivator, just like an ordinary robbing earth cultivator. Therefore, the surrounding Chinese cultivators were all worried about Liu Xun.
"You Chinese dog, get out of my way. Otherwise, kowtow to me three times and call me grandpa ten times, and I will let you go." The foreign boy looked at Liu Xun's cultivation, a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes, and said in a cold voice. The dozens of foreign cultivators following behind him laughed in unison when they heard his words.
Liu Xun looked indifferent when he saw this, but because he was wearing a bamboo hat, people around him could not see that in a teahouse not far away, a monk wearing purple and gold clothes and a purple and gold crown on his head was looking down.
The monk had a handsome face, but there was an almost chaotic aura in his eyes. The purple-robed monk just glanced at him and continued to sip his tea, as if everything in the outside world had nothing to do with him.
"Emperor Yi, the foreigners are so arrogant, aren't you going to do anything about it?" A cultivator dressed in black, with muscles on his chest like volcanic ravines, said in a low voice with a cold light in his eyes.
"Bei Ming, you should change your temper. Didn't Shura Sect teach you that?" The purple-robed monk was the young master of the Five Emperors Temple, Emperor Yi! And the black-robed monk was Bei Ming Xiaotian.
"Humph!" Bei Ming Xiao Tian snorted coldly upon hearing this, and then stopped talking. Di Yi continued to look in Liu Xun's direction, with a smile on his face, and said softly: "It's still unclear who will live and who will die."
"Although it feels a little strange, my Tao's resistance to you is clearer than before, and I can't see through your cultivation. Where have you been in the past ten years?" A girl in white clothes, a white sword on her waist, with a pretty face but extremely clear eyes, said softly in the teahouse.
Liu Xun sighed lightly, shook his head and said, "Please let me go. I still need to go to the ring to watch."
After the words fell, the foreign boy snorted coldly, looked at Liu Xun with disdain in his eyes and said: "Then you should kowtow and call me grandpa quickly, otherwise I will make sure you will never have the chance to watch the crowning battle."
Liu Xun sighed when he heard this and said softly, "Is there no other way?"
After hearing this, the foreign boy looked at Liu Xun with even more disdain in his eyes and said coldly: "Of course."
The surrounding Chinese monks also looked at Liu Xun with disdain. If he was willing to die bravely, they would still help Liu Xun, but now, the surrounding monks all watched coldly.
"If I kowtow and call you grandpa, can I watch the coronation battle?" Liu Xun said softly, with a teasing gleam in his masked eyes.
"Of course, a gentleman's word is as good as his bond! Don't worry about what I promised you." It was obvious that the foreign boy did not want to kill Liu Xun, but only wanted to humiliate Liu Xun.
"Well then! Since you insist on doing so, I can only obey your command." After Liu Xun finished speaking, the foreign boy's face changed, and he immediately knelt on the ground, kowtowed three times to Liu Xun, and then his body uncontrollably called Liu Xun "Grandpa" ten times again.
Liu Xun walked around the foreign boy and went towards the arena. Only the stunned Chinese monks and the dazed foreign monks following behind the boy were left. They really didn't understand why their master did this.
"I didn't expect that he is a cultivator who has broken through the calamity. The will plundering in the space magic power is quite interesting." Bei Ming Xiaotian's black hair was flying and his eyes were shining. The Chinese cultivators around him also reacted and laughed in unison.
When the foreign boy woke up, his face turned pale. He pointed at Liu Xun and shouted angrily: "Kill him! I will tear this Chinese dog into pieces and never let him be reborn!"
As soon as the words fell, more than 20 foreign monks behind the foreign boy rushed towards Liu Xun. Liu Xun shook his head, sighed again, and shook his head and said: "Misfortunes sent by heaven can be forgiven, but misfortunes brought by oneself cannot be forgiven!"
A beam of colorful divine light streaked across the sky, and the heads of the foreign boy and more than 20 foreign monks flew up instantly. More than 20 blood columns spurted out, and the scene was like dozens of fountains, extremely spectacular. (To be continued)