"It's him?"

The Thirteenth Prince Wu Tianming defeated his opponent and stepped down. Although everyone was surprised, they didn't care.

He is actually a disciple of the royal clan and the youngest son of the emperor of the dynasty. It is not strange that he hides his strength.

After stepping down and taking the seat, the servant next to him immediately heard from the news: The person on the stage is Lin Xuan.

"Yes, Your Highness, this person is Lin Xuan, who was the first in the literary competition yesterday. But no one expected that he would appear here again today!"

The servant nodded, his eyes full of surprise.

Being able to win the first place in the literary competition, especially when those two poems are released, it is enough to shock the entire Dawu.

Unexpectedly, this kid is actually a powerful character with both civil and military skills. He fought two consecutive games and reached the final of the martial arts competition."

This person is not good-looking, but he didn't expect to have such talent and strength..."

Wu Tianming looked at Lin Xuan and nodded slightly. He thought about it in his heart and immediately used the "Great Destiny Technique" to see through his luck's pupils and look at Lin Xuan.

"how so……"

But in his eyes, Lin Xuan's luck was not very strong.

All the people Wu Tianming has seen with great luck are the existence of qi fighting against the bull and the luck is like wolf smoke.

I have seen Lin Xuan's articles before, and from the excerpts from others, he can see that the author's luck is like a rainbow. Not only him, but his master also agrees.

Lin Xuan was standing there now, but in his eyes, Lin Xuan's luck was sparse and ordinary!

By the way, his luck can only be considered inferior among all the monks present.

"Could this person have any powerful secret technique that can change fate against the will of heaven and change fate..."

Wu Tianming was surprised and subconsciously turned his gaze to the side.

It didn't matter when he saw it. He almost fell down from the chair, which scared the servants beside him and looked at him nervously.

What Wu Tianming looked at was not someone else, but Zhuang Wenxing.

He had the great destiny technique and saw Zhuang Wenxing's luck. He broke through the dark clouds all over the sky. It seemed like a real dragon rolling, not seeing the head!

Compared with him, the others were like a tree facing a grass, which was not worth mentioning at all.

"What's going on, this person..."

Wu Tianming's gaze naturally could not escape Zhuang Wenxing's keen perception. He slowly glanced at Wu Tianming, but quickly moved away.

The prince of Dawu Kingdom?

So what? I, Zhuang Wenxing, have the only opponent in my life, that is Lin Xuan.

"Who is that person!"

Wu Tianming was a little out of control and grabbed the slave's hand and asked.

The servant looked at Zhuang Wenxing and hurriedly said, "Report to your highness, this person is the young master of the Zhuang Man in Tianyang Town, and is called Zhuang Wenxing..."

Yangzhen Zhuangjia’s young master…

"A man who should have strong luck has no destiny; while an unknown dealer has produced a dragon."

This Zhuang Wenxing...

Wu Tianming took a deep breath, clenched his fists, and shook off the complicated thoughts in his heart.

Next, his main goal is to win the armed battle.

For other things, he can only talk about them later.

Tianming narrowed his eyes and said to himself: The strange situation seems to have to be discussed with the teacher!…

…big

Miss Tang Ni's beautiful eyes were flowing, looking at the people in the venue.

After two rounds of competition, only fifteen monks who advanced to the finals were left.

At that time, a lottery ceremony was being held. Out of the fifteen lottery tickets, there was a red lottery ticket for bye.

If anyone can draw this one, they will skip the first round of competition and advance to the next round.

The other signs are divided into black and white colors, and the numbers from one to seven are written on them. Those who draw the same number and different signs will be the opponents in the first round.

Many monks present were ready to pick their hands, with a few touches of excitement and expectation on their faces, hoping to draw that red lottery and advance directly to the next round.

At this red sign, it means you can fight less, save your physical strength and true energy, and observe every opponent on the sidelines.

You know that your enemy will win every battle, and those who fight on the field do not know the opponent's strength and background, and the outcome is unpredictable.

If anyone can sit off the court and observe one by one, his winning rate will greatly increase in the next competition!

This way, you can not only play less, but also observe the strength of every opponent on the field and increase your chances of winning. Who doesn’t want to have such good luck?”

It would be great if Mr. Lin could draw that red card, so that he could at least enter the top ten."

The maid Xiaolan covered her chest with one hand, looked like Xizi holding her heart, frowned slightly, and stared at Lin Xuan in the field.

Lin Xuan walked towards the lottery box step by step, and her heart followed Lin Xuan's footsteps and became nervous step by step."

It seems that you care a lot about Mr. Lin. Why not do this? I will make the decision and discuss with Sister Shen and let you go over and serve him."

Tang Ni looked at her with beautiful eyes, bulging her face, and said sourly,

"If you serve me well, Mr. Lin will be happy, or if you are confused and have sex with you, you may not be able to be a concubine."

Little, Miss, what are you saying this? I am so embarrassed that you can still say it!"

Xiaolan suddenly blushed, pinching the corner of her clothes, and was very coquettish, "Xiaolan wants to serve the lady for the rest of her life, so that she won't serve Lin Xuan. How could he have such a blessing!" Look

Xiaolan, who was as shy as her sister, couldn't help but laugh, looked at her, and said with a smile: "You, you still have to get married after all, don't worry, Miss, I will check you well for you and will definitely hand you in the hands of a good person."

Xiaolan was suddenly at a loss and waved his hand quickly: "I don't want it, Xiaolan must be with the lady forever."

"well."

Unexpectedly, Tang Ni sighed lightly, as if she had infinite resentment, and whispered to herself, "Even I have no choice but to come up with this bad plan, let alone you..."

Miss?"

Xiaolan didn't hear the lady's whisper clearly, so she looked at her with some confusion."

It's nothing, look, the person who draws the red tag is out."

The lady smiled, but she couldn't hide her loneliness and desolation in her eyes. She stretched out her green fingers and pointed at the field.

Lan Xunsheng looked at it and it was not the one who won the red lottery that she wanted, but a monk who didn't know what his name was.

The monk drew the red lottery and immediately showed an expression of ecstasy on his face, while the other monks looked at him with envy."

Unfortunately, if Lin Xuan took this red sign, he would be able to maintain stronger strength and would have a much greater chance of winning the first place."

Shen Qiqi looked at the red tags drawn from the stage and the black tags in Lin Xuan's hand, and couldn't help but sigh.

As for Lao Blind and Huang Tu, they were already shocked by the strength Lin Xuan showed in the first two rounds.

Although the blind man knew that Lin Xuan forced himself to break into Zhuang Mansion and kidnapped Chen Qiqi, the guards of Zhuang Mansion and the masters present were two completely different existences.

Sheng Huangtu was even more surprised and widened his eyes. He really couldn't have imagined that a person whose literature had reached the level of being famous for his generation would have such powerful power.

"Young Master Lin, so amazing... it's really amazing." Huang

Tu Yishi was exhausted and could not find a suitable sentence to describe his shock at this moment.

The red sign was taken away, and there was no big suspense about what happened next.

Xuan drew a black sign with the number six written on it.

He looked at it in a blink of an eye and saw the signs and numbers in the hands of Zhuang Wenxing, the little prince, and the Thirteenth Prince.

In the first round of competition, all four people were staggered. The one who won the lottery number six of Bailu was a cultivator of the second level of Jindan that Lin Xuan had noticed before.

People were also ecstatic. Seeing the black sign number six in Lin Xuan's hand, they burst into laughter. Zhou

The monks surrounded him also looked at him with some surprise and envy."

He drew Lin Xuan, of course he laughed wildly."

"I don't know what good luck Lin Xuan is. With the strength of the seventh level of the magical power realm, he can actually reach this point. This person is really lucky."

He also deserves to be both civil and military. He is powerful in literature and can make the rich men with nostrils bow their heads, which is admirable. But he is not qualified in this martial arts. Let’s talk about it after practicing for a few more years!”

"I can't get any waves in the seventh level of the magical power realm. Unfortunately, if I hit him, it would be great, and I would just advance directly."
Chapter completed!