Douluo's dragon gun against the world

Chapter 292 The winner is already divided

Emperor Xue Ye, Ning Fengzhi, and Xue Qinghe watched the competition in front of them intently, because anyone could see that Jun Xuehan and Chen Xin, this was the final blow, and the outcome also depended on it. Generated in one hit.

The dazzling light bloomed in mid-air, making people close their eyes involuntarily, and in the light, two figures flew upside down.

Chen Xin slid on the ground for more than ten meters, when Gu Rong reached out to catch Chen Xin, Chen Xin stabilized his figure, spit out a mouthful of bright red blood, and landed on the ground.

Jun Xuehan also transformed into a shape approaching ten meters on the ground, then stabilized his figure, retracted his martial soul, soul bone, and Nilinlong ring, and put his left hand behind his back.

Drops of bright red blood trickled down the fingertips onto the ground.

"Grandpa Jian, are you okay?" Ning Rongrong got up from the seat, came to Chen Xin, asked with concern, and at the same time glared fiercely at Jun Xuehan.

"Rongrong, don't worry, Grandpa Jian is fine." Chen Xin withdrew her martial spirit, a gentle smile appeared on her face, then looked at Jun Xuehan, and slowly said three words, "I lost."

Chen Xin's voice was very calm, full of calmness.

Emperor Xue Ye, after hearing Chen Xin's words, a bright light flashed in his eyes.

Won!

This Jun Xuehan actually won. He is now a soul sage, and he can beat Title Douluo. If he becomes a Title Douluo, who can be his opponent on the mainland.

If Fengxue Pavilion is tied to our Tiandou imperial family, then our Tiandou imperial family may be able to beat the Xingluo imperial family for a few decades at most, and even after he becomes a titled Douluo, our Tiandou imperial family may even be able to win the Wuhun Palace. There is no need to be afraid.

"Qinghe, has Xue Ke returned to the palace recently?" Emperor Xue Ye asked softly.

"Father, if the imperial sister comes back, how can she not come to see Father? She is still in Yuexuan, learning court etiquette." Xue Qinghe replied softly.

But in his heart, he couldn't help chuckling, the old man Xue Ye has some special ideas, but your ideas are destined to be impossible to realize.

"Let Xueke come back tomorrow, I'm going to hold a banquet in the palace tomorrow for the Pavilion Master Jun." Emperor Xue Ye looked Jun Xuehan up and down, and couldn't help but nodded slightly.

"Okay, father." Xue Qinghe agreed, and sat quietly in his seat with a faint smile on his face.

Ning Fengzhi got up slowly, and said: "Since ancient times, a hero came out of a young age. Looking at it now, he really deserves to be the leader among the younger generations." Ning Fengzhi looked at Jun Xuehan with a smile on his face. What can you do now that you are so good? In front of him, he is not still a junior.

"Sect Master Ning is too well-reputed. He's just barely strong. He's only second in the younger generation." Jun Xuehan waved his hand indifferently, his voice full of indifference.

The smile on Ning Fengzhi's face couldn't help froze, he really didn't know whether Jun Xuehan was arrogant or humble.But thinking about Jun Xuehan's current strength, he should be considered humble.

Emperor Xue Ye got up from his seat, went straight to Jun Xuehan, and said, "Master Jun, I will hold a banquet in the palace tomorrow, do you have time to come?"

Emperor Xue Ye's voice seemed very easy-going, and there was no airs of being an emperor in his eyes, as if he were an ordinary old man.

"Tomorrow? I will definitely go to the palace for a banquet." Jun Xuehan replied gently with a smile on his face.

"Sect Master Ning, are you coming to participate tomorrow?" Emperor Xue Ye looked at Ning Fengzhi after he got the answer.

Hearing this, Ning Fengzhi shook his head lightly, and said: "Our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School is busy with things, we may not have time to go to the banquet tomorrow, please don't blame it, Your Majesty."

Listening to Ning Fengzhi's words, Emperor Xue Ye waved his hands nonchalantly, and said: "It's not in the way, it's not in the way, it's understandable that Sect Master Ning is busy."

"Sect Master Ning, let's not bother you any more, and go back to the palace first." Emperor Xue Ye said, and left the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School with Xue Qinghe.

And Zi Ji returned to Jun Xuehan's side and stood quietly.

Looking at the background where Emperor Xue Ye left, Jun Xuehan couldn't help but smile in his heart. His purpose of coming this time has been achieved.

"Sect Master Ning, since this competition is over, we won't bother you any more here, and leave first." A smile appeared on Jun Xuehan's face, and he asked softly.

"It's the first time to come to my Seven Treasures Glazed Tile School, why don't you sit in my Seven Treasures Glazed Tile School for a while and taste the Seven Treasures Glazed Tea from our Seven Treasures Glazed Tile School?" Ning Fengzhi asked softly with a habitual politeness.

"If that's the case, then try Sect Master Ning's Seven Treasure Glazed Tea." Jun Xuehan was not polite, and walked directly to the seat.

Seeing this, Ning Fengzhi didn't care. Although he was just polite out of habit, it was not bad for Jun Xuehan's cup of tea.

Jun Xuehan sat on the second seat, reached out and poured two cups of Qibao glazed tea, handed one to Ziji, and tasted the other.

"Sect Master Ning, I have to say that your Seven Treasures Glazed Tea is really good, how about giving me a few hundred catties." Jun Xuehan asked casually while tasting the Seven Treasures Glazed Tea.

"My surname is Jun, and the Seven Treasures Glazed Tea is unique to our Seven Treasures Glazed Sect. If you say I will give it to you, I will give it to you?" Ning Rongrong sat beside Ning Fengzhi, glaring at Jun Xuehan.

"Rongrong!" Ning Fengzhi glared at Ning Rongrong, preventing her from continuing.

"Sect Master Ning, you might suffer from the temper of your Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School Miss in the future." Jun Xuehan glanced at Ning Rongrong and said indifferently.

"I'm used to self-willedness, and there's nothing I can do about it, but I won't be at a disadvantage." Ning Fengzhi also picked up a cup of Seven Treasure Glazed Tea, and said nonchalantly.

Their Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect is now comparable to the number one sect in the world, and the wealth in the sect is incomparably rich. Even if the two great empires meet, they will give face, how can they let their daughter suffer.

"If you get used to self-will, you might kick the iron plate. After all, not all places are the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School." Jun Xuehan put down the teacup in his hand, and said flatly.

"My surname is Jun, what do you mean by that!" Ning Rongrong frowned slightly, and could not help clenching her white palms tightly.

"Why, you, the assistant soul master, want to fight with me?" Jun Xuehan glanced at Ning Rongrong, and asked indifferently.

"Enough, Rongrong!" Ning Fengzhi stopped Ning Rongrong with a wave of his hand, looked at Jun Xuehan, and asked aloud: "Master Jun, is there anything else you can do? I'm a little busy with things, maybe It is no longer possible to entertain the Lord of the Pavilion.”

Ning Fengzhi's voice seemed a bit bland, and the meaning of seeing off guests was even more undisguised.

(End of this chapter)