Batian Martial Soul

Xuanyuan Mie and Shang Zun
"Okay, I have ambition, I hope you can succeed this time, the training for you is almost the same.

In fact, if it wasn't for your elder brother's confession, with your ability, you can pass the test the first time. "

Gao Le smiled, obviously he and Qin Ming are already mature.

When everyone heard this, they seemed to understand something.

The reason why Qin Ming couldn't get into the school of ghosts and gods was that Qin Ming's elder brother kept making trouble.

It was to hone Qin Ming's will and ability.

"Your Excellency is the examiner of the School of Ghosts and Gods?"

Ling Xiao asked curiously.

"Why, you also want to take the entrance examination for the school of ghosts and gods?"

Gao Le glanced at Ling Xiao contemptuously and said, "I advise you not to!

During the assessment, magic weapons are not allowed to be used.

With your cultivation base, if you go, you will die.

Because the lowest stage of our assessment is the Seventh God Realm!
Your cultivation base is too poor. "

"If the examiners are all of your strength, I think I can easily pass."

Originally, Ling Xiaoke asked politely and didn't want to have conflicts with this person.

But Gao Le wanted to satirize him.

Then he can only fight with an eye for an eye.

"What a big breath!"

Qin Ming sneered and said, "The strength of Gao Le's examiner is beyond your comparability. You are simply beyond your control."

"You are afraid of him because you are too weak yourself.

Why should I be afraid of him?Just a warrior from the Seventh God Realm.It's not some peerless monster. "

Ling Xiao said disdainfully.

Gao Le is considered a genius, but there are too many geniuses in this fairy city.

Gao Le also seems ordinary.

"I suddenly thought of a funny thing, Xiao Jin, you don't need to take care of this person.

I will get rid of him during the assessment. "

Ling Xiao looked at Qin Ming indifferently. He didn't intend to offend anyone, but others insisted on provoking him.

Don't blame him then.

He is a person who never likes to suffer.

"Hahaha, I wish I could meet you!"

Qin Ming laughed wildly: "Without the treasure, without the protection of Jin Yan, you are a dead person!"

Ling Xiao ignored him, but got up and left.

Xiao Jin, Long Chen and Le Dingdang also left.

After leaving Xiaoyao Pavilion, they returned to Yaozu and temporarily used this place as their stronghold.

Anyway, Xiao Jin is the head of the young patriarch here, so it's okay to stay for a few more days.

The third day was the day Xuanyuan was exterminated as king.

A few people just left and went to watch the excitement.

Being titled king is not only a personal honor, but also an institution's honor.

Xuanyuan Mie is the proud son of the Martial God Academy.

The King's Grand Ceremony was naturally held at the Martial God Academy.

The existence of the four universities has basically lasted for tens of thousands of years.

In their history, it can be said that there are a lot of talents and evildoers come out in large numbers.

Numerous overlords and strongmen have been cultivated.

Even if it is placed in the entire Xuanwu Continent, it is extremely famous.

In the Kingdom of God of Life, it is naturally not to mention.

The disciples of the four colleges are now top-notch in many fields.

In order to become the title king, one needs to be recognized by the academy.

Otherwise, if you, a king and warrior, are defeated by others, it will be discredited to the academy.

At this time, inside the Martial God Academy, there were crowds of people, shoulder to shoulder.

Countless warriors came to watch the King's Ceremony.

After all, according to the laws of history, it took hundreds of years for a titled king to be born.

It shows its preciousness.

But in this era, it is not so certain.

Since the appearance of Shanhe Wuhun, the age of martial arts has entered a period of great development.

It is not surprising that there are several titled kings at the same time.

For example, the titled king who was killed by Xuanyuan Mie.

For another example, in the current school of ghosts and gods, there is also a guy named Shang Zun, who is also very likely to be crowned king.

But Ling Xiao is not very interested in these.

The title king is only a false name after all.

The real strong will not care about these titles.

Just because he doesn't care doesn't mean others don't care.

Xuanyuan Mie's King Conferment Ceremony today can attract many powerful people to participate, which shows how much attention it has received.

Ling Xiao even saw many strong men from the Ninth God Realm and the Tenth God Realm among the crowd.

Moreover, on the high platform, the top management of the Martial God Academy were basically present.

They obviously also attached great importance to this matter.

"Bang! Clap!"

The twelve-gun salute exploded in the void.

Immediately, amidst the heroic rhythm, one person stepped onto the high platform.

Obviously, because today is the ceremony of conferring the king, he has carefully dressed up.

Clothes are mighty and domineering.

It is the king's shirt.

Every titled king must wear it on the day he is crowned king.

The crown on the head is really extremely dazzling.

"Is that Xuanyuan Mie?"

Ling Xiao looked at the warrior wearing the king's battle robe on the high platform.

The terrifying murderous aura and domineering aura shocked almost everyone.

Every step he takes, the world seems to be cheering for him.

"It is indeed very strong. At this age, it is rare to have such combat power."

Ling Xiao opened his Tai Chi eyes, and was basically able to judge Xuanyuan Mie's combat power.

I am afraid that under the Ninth God Realm, there are very few people who can match this person.

Moreover, what the Tai Chi Eye judged was only superficial combat power.

The opponent must still have a hole card, and it is preliminarily estimated that the combat power has entered the ninth level of the God Realm.

This is a martial artist under the age of one hundred.

Really terrifying.

Even Ling Xiao was a little shocked.

It seemed that Long Chen wanted to take revenge, but it might be impossible in a short time.

Xuanyuan Mie paid homage to the senior officials of the Martial God Academy.

Immediately sat on the throne, cupped his fists and said, "Thank you all for coming to support me, Xuanyuan Mie is very grateful!"

"Congratulations to the Martial God School for another titled king, and I, the War God School, wish Xuanyuan Mie continued efforts.

Go to the pinnacle of martial arts. "

The one who spoke was someone from the God of War Academy.

A middle-aged man, his breath is restrained, but he is still very terrifying.

No one dared to underestimate him.

Although he looks like an ordinary person on the surface.

"Fatheological Institute, congratulations!"

The powerhouses from the School of Law and Theology also came to congratulate.

Among the four colleges, only the School of Ghosts and Gods did not come to congratulate.

People know that this may have something to do with the titled king of the school of ghosts and gods who died strangely.

"Hmph, School of Ghosts and Gods, isn't this giving us face of Wushen School?"

Xuanyuan Mie's expression was cold and gloomy.

"It's really a school that can't afford to lose, isn't it just the death of a titled king.

Unexpectedly so stingy. "

"Do you still have face in your Martial Arts Institute?"

At this moment, a voice came from a distance, cold and strict.

"It's Shang Zun!"

The crowd exclaimed.

No one else from the School of Ghosts and Theology came, but a Shang Zun came, and it was rumored that he was most likely to be a monstrous evildoer who would get the title of king in the near future.

Shang Zun was plainly dressed.

Just like an ordinary businessman, but the breath is like a ghost.

Terrible.

The terrifying fighting spirit of ghosts and gods directly rushed towards Xuanyuan Mie.

"Worthy of Shang Zun, he really has a domineering aura! Perhaps among the four universities, he is the only one who can compete with Xuanyuan Mie!"

"Humph!"

Xuanyuan Mie let out a cold snort, and released the martial soul behind him, and it turned out to be a king holding a sword.

The berserk aura swept out and fought with Shang Zun's aura.

(End of this chapter)