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Chapter 883 The final showdown of the Qinglong group

"Kong Daode, he actually gave up. People of his level actually gave up. It's so unbelievable. Aren't he afraid of shackles himself in the future?"

"Haha, this is nothing. Victory and defeat are common in military affairs. For people like him, winning and losing are no longer important."

Countless people still find it difficult to accept Kong Daode's words when they hear Kong Daode's words. If Kong Daode wins in this game, everyone will think that this is a matter of course, but Xuanyuan wins, which gives people a huge gap in expectations.

There were only two source stones in this game, so the stone gambling players fought for. Kong Daode had no choice. Xuanyuan had cut one of them. If the value contained in that source stone was greater than that of the "Ninthian Infant Holding Stone", he would not choose the latter.

"Mr. Su, I lost this game. I hope you can work hard in the next game. As long as you can win in the next game, you can become the representative of the Qinglong group, arrive in front of the 'Nanhuang Emperor Temple' and show your skills."

Kong Daode smiled warmly and his voice was gentle, just like an elder who taught Xuanyuan. He had something in his words, and Xuanyuan bowed and listened.

"Senior Kong has been awarded too much, and it is pure luck to be able to get here. However, since I have won Senior Kong, I will naturally win the share of Senior Kong. Even if I don't understand the power, so what if I don't understand the power, who says that people who don't understand the power can't bet on stones?"

"Hahahaha, OK, that's right." Kong Daode laughed loudly, came to Xuanyuan, patted his shoulder, and sent a long voice:

"Although you pretend to be very similar, you can't hide it from me. It's right to hide your weaknesses. This 'Stone Gambling Competition' is afraid that it will face the genius of the 'State'. This belongs to your younger generation. The older generation is just here to have fun. If you enter it and fight for the big and bully the small, even if you win, you will still be blind. So, it's up to you."

Xuanyuan was shocked. He didn't expect that he could have magical powers and magical powers, but he was seen through by Kong Daode. Xuanyuan touched his nose embarrassedly and laughed:

"I will definitely live up to my expectations."

The friendly conversation between Xuanyuan and Kong Daode made everyone present feel like they were having a big dream in spring and autumn. A person who knew nothing about the attainment of power art actually won a power art method in the terrain fairy realm. What kind of concept is this? And the relationship between the two people can be so harmonious.

This is so unbelievable. This result is difficult for many people to accept. Kong Daode actually lost to Xuanyuan.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, everyone would think it was a big joke, but the people present really saw that Xuanyuan won this way. He did not use any force methods. He won this game with his strong body and unexpected means, and at the same time he won the recognition of Kong Daode. It is not difficult for the strong people present to see that Kong Daode's eye for Xuanyuan is a kind of heart-like optimism, rather than doing superficial work, which makes them admire Kong Daode even more for being a human nature.

"Well, I will look at you. After the 'Stone Gambling Competition' is over, if you are interested in the stunning technique, you can come to the Kong family in Zhongzhou to find me. I hope some of my personal insights can help you!" Kong Daode left a sentence for Xuanyuan, stepped out, and went straight into the audience.

Xuanyuan nodded and said nothing more. I wonder if he could meet Fang Han in the next game? Xuanyuan had already had a rough guess about the opponent he met in the next game.

He looked at Hong Teng and said:

"Referee, declare me to win."

Hong Teng's heart was about to be bleeding. The "Ninth Soul Hunting Stone" was dug out by him. However, after several judgments, he did not dare to take this risk. However, he never thought that everything was cheaper now and helped him win the first place in the game, which made Hong Teng want to die.

But as the referee, Hong Teng had to do this, and he had to leave this procedure. He resisted the urge to vomit blood in his heart and said:

"This game will be won by Mr. Su Xuan."

"Hahahaha, luck, I thought there must be nothing good in the source stone set up by the three major forces. Now, it's not the case. Or I don't know which fool treats this piece of Yin-Yang Sutra Stone as garbage, but I made me make a fortune. Hahaha, it's so good, so good..."

Xuanyuan was able to listen to his heart with humanity, so he naturally knew who the person who missed this strange stone was. He said this just to disgust Hong Teng. As soon as he finished speaking, Xuanyuan took Mo Chou and his party to leave happily under the guidance of Qixuan.

Hong Teng's face turned purple, his throat sweetened, and he couldn't help but vomited blood. His anger hit his heart, and his intestines were regretted. Anyone who missed a peerless spiritual source and a natural Taoist appearance would want to vomit blood.

Qixuan could no longer speak at this moment. He was shocked by Xuanyuan's luck to the point where he was so shocked. How could a person's luck be so good? However, there were hidden Xuanyuan's strength hidden in it, which was only what Qixuan could not see among the bystanders. Among the bystanders, there were many people who did not speak, silently, but they felt that Xuanyuan was not as simple as it seemed on the surface. Especially Xuanyuan's last hand suddenly burst out ten times of physical strength, and that explosive force made countless people terrified. This kind of terrifying power of the physical body was the person present. No matter who was in the Seven-Turn Douxian, even if he burned his life and spent the most brilliant moment, he could not do it. What's more, after Xuanyuan finished, his physical body was not damaged at all, which was even more shocking.

Qixuan opened a door and took Xuanyuan away.

In a lush forest, the flowers, plants and trees are flourishing, with steep mountains and ridges, rising and falling, full of vitality.

I saw that the terrain was scattered among the mountains and the avenues were intertwined, making countless people feel extremely small.

Outside the mountains and forests is a vast sky. Some people in the "Nanzhou Dynasty" used their great powers to manifest everything within this steep mountain.

Towers are suspended in the sky, with carved beams and painted buildings, which are extremely exquisite, with various prohibitions engraved on them. The prohibitions between each pavilion are interconnected. If activated at the same time, an incredible restriction will be formed, with endless power.

"You guys say, who will come here first?" Someone immediately started talking about it.

"That's more, I'm naturally a child prodigy from my 'Nanzhou Dynasty'. I'm just a straightforward. He has obtained the inheritance of the power of ancient sages. If the "State Court" in the world cannot be released, who can compete with him." There were people from the Qu family bragging on the spot. Despite this, many people still agreed with his statement.

Sure enough, a child with a tender look on his face came out from a doorway. It was Qu Zhi, his robe on his body was a little torn. It was obviously after a hard battle that he stepped into here. He was full of confidence and determined to win this game.

Immediately afterwards, another door opened. The "Saint Son of Purple Mansion" was light and there were five old men around him. Each of them had a superior state of power over the "Saint Son of Purple Mansion" and was unfathomable. The "Saint Son of Purple Mansion" looked weak, his robe was swelling, and his face was a little pale. It seemed that it was extremely difficult for him to step into this place. It was also something he expected to meet Qu Zhi here.

After a moment, another person walked out of his door. He was a man from the Nanzhou Dynasty and the son of the city lord of the "100,000 cities". Fang Han, who was covered in blood, was obviously injured in the last stone gambling game and was able to win. It was obviously a duel for a life-and-death battle. As soon as he entered this door, he began to heal himself, gradually recover, and prepare for this game.

Now the group is waiting for the fourth person to arrive, and finally decide who can represent the Qinglong group, step on the top of "Yiyuan Mountain" and face off against the other three groups of representatives.

"I was not good for the 'Saint Son of Purple Mansion' that day. I apologize to you here." Qu Zhi bowed to the 'Saint Son of Purple Mansion', but he couldn't see the apology on his face, but instead he had a bit of joking.

"Hahaha, that day was my own greed. No wonder people were used as a gun once. Don't worry, there will be no next time." The "Son of the Purple Mansion" looked calm, his laughter was very cold, and he was infiltrated.

"'Saint Son of Zi Mansion', Brother Fang Han, I have a suggestion. If you don't agree, then wait to lose. This is not about me, but about you and me." Qu Zhi understood the 'Saint Son of Zi Mansion'. If some things involve his interests, no matter how much hatred he has with him, he will smile and eliminate his grudges. As long as the interests are great and tempting enough.

"Please tell me." Fang Han sat cross-legged in the air, his eyes closed, and healed his wounds in peace.

"The last person is Kong Daode from the Zhongzhou Dynasty. His attainment in power is only one step away from reaching the realm of the Heavenly Strong Immortal. It is extremely terrible. I think the three of us join forces to hurt him first, clear out this game, and then score a point. What do you think? Otherwise, with his strength, we can definitely defeat us one by one. If we hurt him first and let him leave the field, the three of us will compete for the competition, only each one has a chance to win. If we don't work together, the consequences can be imagined." Qu Zhi's words made the "Saint Son of Purple Mansion" ponder for a moment, paused, and the "Saint Son of Purple Mansion" nodded. Putting aside his personal feelings, it is indeed the best choice for the three of us to join forces:

"Okay, I can do it here."

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