parentshiftbook Chapter 387: The Last Stand!
Chapter 387: The Last Stand!
after an hour.
Lin Xiaoyang returned to Tianmang Mountain, reappeared in everyone's sight, and landed on Tianmang Mountain.
"Sister, what's wrong with her, her face is so ugly?"
Lin Xiaofeng immediately found out that something was wrong with her sister. It was as if she hadn't woken up from sleep. Although her beautiful eyes were opened to the widest extent, her eyes were slack, as if their soul had been taken away.
Lin Xiaoyang in such a state made Lin Xiaofeng feel very unfamiliar.
Not only Lin Xiaofeng, Xia Shenglong, Zhou Ziheng and others noticed that Lin Xiaoyang's state was not right.
"Miss Lin's situation is not right."
Zhou Ziheng waved his hand across the air and greeted Lin Xiaoyang.
Although Lin Xiaoyang looked in his direction, his eyes were slack and he didn't notice him.
Zhou Ziheng immediately leaned over: "Miss Lin!"
Lin Xiaoyang realized it later, and replied dully: "Well."
Zhou Ziheng felt that something was wrong, his nose moved slightly, and he smelled a unique and familiar fragrance on Lin Xiaoyang, if it was there or not.
"Broken, this is the breath of Ziyang Pill, she must have eaten Ziyang Pill before she became drowsy!"
Zhou Ziheng's face sank suddenly, he bought five Ziyang Dan from the old lady of the Lin family, and after eating it, he was in the state of Lin Xiaoyang.
However, he was worse than Lin Xiaoyang. He didn't hold it for too long, and the whole person became drowsy, and finally slept for nine days and nine nights.
The old lady of the Lin family went out with Lin Xiaoyang just now, and Lin Xiaoyang was mostly fed with Ziyang Dan.
"Master Qin asked me to cooperate with Miss Lin to compete for the throne of the Martial God Temple, but Miss Lin ate Ziyang Pill. Although she can still hold on, she is completely half asleep and half awake. How can she fight?"
Zhou Ziheng thought quickly in his heart, and then immediately called Master Qin for help.
Master Qin's medical skills are against the sky, and he can resolve the drowsiness of Ziyang Pill.
However, Master Qin didn't answer the phone, which made Zhou Ziheng's face immediately look extremely ugly.
Zhou Ziheng glanced around and found that the old lady of the Lin family had a faint smile on her mouth, as if waiting for Lin Xiaoyang to fall asleep.
Seeing the reaction of the old lady of the Lin family, Zhou Ziheng roughly understood everything.
It must be the work of the old lady of the Lin family.
However, this is no longer important.
The important thing is how to wake up Lin Xiaoyang and restore her combat power!
Zhou Ziheng stopped holding back and asked Lin Xiaoyang, "Miss Lin, where is Master Qin?"
Lin Xiaoyang was suddenly drank and woke up: "Master Qin? He's at home."
After speaking, the whole person went on again, listless, like a sleepy pregnant woman.
At this time, Chuandao Wang came over and looked at Lin Xiaoyang coldly: "Lin Xiaoyang, what's your situation? It's extremely disrespectful to actually doze off at the selection meeting."
"If you don't want to participate in the contest, you can quit, no one will stop you!"
Lin Xiaoyang was shocked when he heard the words, gritted his teeth and said, "I didn't doze off... No."
"Selection competition... Hurry up and don't waste time."
She used a lot of strength, even biting her cherry lips, before she could barely say these two words, and then narrowed her beautiful eyes again, her tall and slender body was shaky, and she might fall down at any time.
Not far away, Ye Ningshuang, who participated in the selection on behalf of the Ye family, also cast a slightly mocking look: "Lin Xiaoyang, you don't dare to participate in the election, so you pretend to be sleepy?"
Lin Xiaoyang ignored Ye Ningshuang, and the sleepiness became stronger and stronger.
Ye Ningshuang's voice became clearer again, and her cold laughter resounded for thousands of meters: "Lin Xiaoyang, this is the first time I have seen Ye Ningshuang, because I was afraid of losing and pretended to be sleepy.
"I thought that Master Qin would not dare to come here as a tortoise. You have the courage to come alone, but you are pretending to be sick when you come here."
"You people from Phoenix Mountain are really a nest of snakes and rats, and you are in the same line."
Lin Xiaoyang listened to her ears, but didn't bother to respond, because she really didn't have the energy to say a word.
Sakura lips parted slightly, she yawned again and again, her eyes could hardly be opened.
She looked at an unoccupied seat in the distance, walked over involuntarily, sat down, put her face on one hand, turned into a sleeping beauty, and looked peaceful.
Hearing Ye Ningshuang's words, the people around were in an uproar.
What is even more incredible is that the always strong Lin Xiaoyang, known as the witch, did not have the courage to reply in the face of Ye Ningshuang's humiliation.
This is incredible.
On another hill, Ye Chenwen, Xia Shuangjie, and Zhou Longtao stood together, and the three of them couldn't help but talk.
"Isn't it Master Qin's idea that Lin Xiaoyang came to sleep here?"
"Lin Xiaoyang is known as a witch. She is so tough and cruel. She sleeps during the selection competition in the Martial God Temple. She can't do such a shameful thing. She can only be instructed by Master Qin."
"Master Qin is too shameless. It's fine if she doesn't come, and let Lin Xiaoyang come here to sleep. What does she want to do?"
"If I'm not mistaken, it should be Master Qin trying to protect Lin Xiaoyang. After all, how could Lin Xiaoyang win the third uncle? Lin Xiaoyang pretended to be sleeping so that he didn't have to fight, so there would be no danger."
"It's really disappointing. Master Qin, who is famous all over the world and claims to be one person overpowering a country, is actually so rude?"
"Yes, that day at the Wushen Temple Club, Master Qin agreed to Wang Chuandao's challenge so happily, but now he has turned into a tortoise."
"After today, Master Qin will definitely lose his reputation and become the laughing stock of the world."
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Lin Xiaoyang, who was constantly dozing off, made Zhou Ziheng feel helpless for a while. If Lin Xiaoyang slept, it would be difficult for him to defeat Xia Shenglong and fulfill Master Qin's entrustment by himself.
"No matter what, I can only do my best and obey the destiny." Zhou Ziheng clenched his fist secretly.
"After Lin Xiaoyang took Lin Fengcai's pill, his condition was so bad that he became drowsy."
"It seems that she is no longer qualified to be my opponent."
Although Xia Shenglong sensed that Lin Xiaoyang was not really asleep, he was still forcibly resisting his pajamas, and his consciousness fluctuated strongly, but it would not be long before he would fall asleep peacefully and unconscious.
Seeing this situation, Lin Caifeng under the sky immediately said Shi Shiran: "Palace Master Wang, my granddaughter is not in good condition. If the old man takes her away now, it is not considered to interfere with the internal affairs of the Martial God Temple, right?"
Wang Chuandao has a business-like attitude: "Don't be in a hurry."
He hoped that Lin Xiaoyang would participate in the competition. Only when she fought with Xia Shenglong and encountered danger could Master Qin appear to rescue her.
Otherwise, if Master Qin didn't come, it would be very difficult for him to kill Master Qin today, and he would be humiliated by Confucianism.
Looking at his watch, Preacher Wang picked up a gilded post and announced loudly, "Quiet!"
"Today is the day for the selection of the Hall Master of the Martial God Hall. Thanks to all the heroes and heroes, come to watch the ceremony. My lord preaches the preaching, and on behalf of the Martial God Hall, I welcome you all."
"The auspicious time has come, the competition will start a moment later, and now the selection rules of the competition will be read out."
Immediately, Ye Zhixuan, who was standing with Li Taishan, stood up, and Shi Shiran said, "The purpose of the Temple of the Martial God is to respect the strength, and to live in the capable ones."
"For this competition selection, the minimum entry level must not be lower than the peak of Foundation Establishment, or not lower than Grandmaster Dan Jin."
"There are only four candidates who meet one of these two conditions, namely Xia Shenglong, Zhou Ziheng, Ye Ningshuang, and Lin Xiaoyang."
"A serious injury occurred in the competition, and the selection will be automatically withdrawn. Now the lot will be drawn."
"Invite the four candidates to start casting lots and draw their numbers."
As soon as these words came out, the audience was shocked.
There are not many strong people who come to watch the ceremony today, and there are only more than 200 people, but each of them has strength or dignity.
But without exception, they are all looking forward to the next lot.
This number is very important. Number 1 can actively choose an opponent, which means that you can choose a weaker in the first round and enter the second round steadily.
"I hope to see the battle between the Northern Swordsman and Xia Shenglong!"
"Martial Dao God Realm Battle Innate Cultivator, this battle must be the most splendid battle in a hundred years."
"It was originally a decisive battle between Master Qin and Wang Chuandao, but unfortunately we can't see it anymore. To be able to see the battle between Zhou Ziheng and Xia Shenglong, this trip is a complete success."
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Everyone was talking about it, and as for Lin Xiaoyang, he was directly ignored.
"Brother Zhou, please first." Xia Shenglong made a gesture of invitation to Xia Shenglong, very confident and calm, with a calm attitude that he didn't care who his opponent was.
"Thank you Mr. Xia San for accepting!"
Zhou Ziheng looked solemn and came to Ye Zhixuan.
Ye Zhixuan held a black jade box the size of a head in his arms, completely isolating the perception of consciousness.
Zhou Ziheng did his best not to let his hand reach into the jade box and pulled out a small blue crystal ball.
"2" was written on it, which was obviously the second ball, which made Zhou Ziheng's face stiff.
This means that he cannot actively choose Xia Shenglong in the first round of competition.
This is where it gets a little tricky.
However, when he thought that sooner or later he would face Xia Shenglong alone, Zhou Ziheng calmed down.
At this time, Ye Ningshuang walked over and took out a ball with the number one written on it.
With two balls drawn, the draw is over.
"Ball 1? Not bad."
Ye Ningshuang looked at the sleepy Lin Xiaoyang from the corner of her eyes, and showed a faint smile, "Lin Xiaoyang, I'm sorry, I have a ball."
"In the first round, I choose to challenge you!"
Lin Xiaoyang's cherry lips did not move, but there was a light hum from his nose: "Well."
Ye Ningshuang's face sank: "You are all asleep, and you dare to fight me! It's ridiculous!"
Zhou Ziheng also looked at Xia Shenglong with a solemn expression.
Xia Shenglong looked like an eminent monk, wearing a black cassock, extremely solemn, with a compassionate face: "Mr. Zhou, you are fifty-nine years old this year, and you are known as the strongest person closest to God."
"Xia is forty-one years old this year. It can be said that I have grown up listening to your prestige, and I have never had any offense in my heart."
"You can't fight for a fight today, and Mr. Zhou's generous advice."
Zhou Ziheng is also a very confident person in his heart, and said lightly: "Mr. Xia San doesn't need to be humble, you are one of the Eight Heavenly Dragons of Buddhism, your cultivation is unfathomable, and you are famous all over the world."
"Someone from Zhou is tens of years older than you, and I was lucky enough to step into the realm of the gods, so I dare not talk about teaching you."
Xia Shenglong smiled slightly: "Since that's the case, today, you and I don't want to win or lose, just to have a good fight, how about it?"
Zhou Ziheng is neither humble nor arrogant: "As you wish!"
"Come to fight!"
Xia Shenglong swayed his cassock, and the golden light outside his body surged like a tide, turning into a golden dragon of ten feet across his body.
And he himself, even stepping on the golden dragon, soared into the sky, standing under the sky, bursts of majestic and high-pitched dragon chants resounded for a hundred miles in an instant.