"I remember that the champion's reward is a set of low-grade priest weapons, the runner-up reward is a set of top-grade priest weapons, the third-place reward is a set of medium-grade priest weapons plus a bottle of life spring water, and the palace army's reward is a bottle of life spring water."

Long Qingchen suddenly remembered a question: The champion's reward does not have the spring of life.

The Flying Star Sect Master smiled and said, "No, the reward will be distributed when the martial arts competition is over."

Long Qingchen made a request, "I hope that the championship reward will add ten bottles of life spring water, isn't it a problem?"

More than 300,000 geniuses dare not kick them. This person is so crazy. Not only did he cheat and win the championship, but he also asked to change the rules of the martial arts competition. He is simply the best contestant in history!

"I'm afraid this is not very good, right?"

The smile of the Flying Star Sect Master froze and he frowned. "The reward for the martial arts competition is the decision made by our Flying Star Sect and other major forces after discussion. If we change it at will, even if our Flying Star Sect agrees, the other major forces may not be very happy."

He is worthy of being the leader of the Feixing Sect. He is simply an old fox, leading the finger at other major forces?

Long Qingchen said calmly, "As far as I know, all the rewards in this martial arts competition are sponsored by the Feixing Sect. The Feixing Sect wants to give the champion additional rewards, and of course other major forces will not have any objections."

Speaking of this, he paused for a moment, "If I don't add ten bottles of life spring water to me, then I can only continue to participate in the competition. However, on the ring, there are swords and swords and fists without eyes. If the disciples of the Feixing Sect meet me, what consequences will happen, then I don't know."

Hearing this threat, the supreme geniuses of the Feixing Sect shuddered. In front of him, even the first-level immortal master had no power to fight back. How could they fight?

The elder in purple glared at the young man in blue, "The champion rewarded a whole set of low-quality weapons, there are enough, don't be too arrogant!"

When he found that the elder in purple crawled out of the big pit, he just kept coughing up blood from his mouth. Long Qingchen was a little surprised, "Why are you not dead yet? You are quite resistant to fighting. Do you want to do a few more moves?"

Elder Ziyi was so angry that he trembled all over. He snorted coldly, but did not dare to take action rashly.

The Flying Star Sect Master thought for a moment, "This way, if you have to add another ten bottles of life spring water, it's not bad, but I have a condition."

“What conditions?”

Long Qingchen said lightly, "Tell me, look."

The Flying Star Sect Master said, "It's very simple. In addition to your champion, there will be another champion in the next game and tied for you to be the first. How about it?"

Long Qingchen understood what he meant, which means that the Feixing Sect had already won eight consecutive championships. If he won the championship, the Feixing Sect's successive championships would be cut off, so another champion was selected.

There is only one champion and two tied champions, and in terms of honor, there must be a difference.

However, this is just a false reputation and he doesn't care.

Besides, he was just passing by the range of the Canglang Star. To put it bluntly, he was a passerby. What is the relationship between the honors within the range of the Canglang Star and him?

"Can."

Long Qingchen agreed without thinking too much.

The Flying Star Sect Master smiled, "That's it."

"The competition continues!"

He announced loudly.

Long Qingchen returned to the queue. The two disciples of Dayu Sect gave him thumbs up, their eyes full of admiration. For some reason, they were worshipped by the two fools, and they felt meaningless.

The young disciple exclaimed, "Awesome!"

The young disciple added, “Two cows!”

What the hell are two cows?

Long Qingchen shook his head slightly, unable to understand the fool's thoughts.

The fragrance blew slightly, and the wind blew over and quietly came over again, and said mysteriously, "This set of honorific tools that are rewarded can be used as a betrothal gift, and the water life spring can temper our children's physical strength."

Two disciples of the Dayu Sect looked at her blankly, she really knows how to live.

Long Qingchen's face was half dark, "I have a saying, I don't know if I should say it."

"What do you mean?" Feng Xiyue looked at him happily, feeling a little deer in his heart. Is he finally going to confess his love?

Long Qingchen said coldly, "Get out."

Feng Xiyue's mouth started to hold back, and her beautiful eyes looked at him resentfully, as if she was a resentful woman who had been locked in the deep boudoir for an era.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

On the ring, a group of geniuses started a duel, bursting out lights, dull loud noises, sword energy scattered, and immortal power shaking.

Long Qingchen has won the championship in advance, and the next game has nothing to do with him. Waiting for the end of the game, you can leave the range of the Canglang Star after receiving the reward.

Long Qingchen, Feng Xiyue and the two disciples of Dayu Sect, the four of them were all focused on the 32nd ring to watch Feng Jiuming's game. Of course, the main reason was that the four of them did not know the others, they only knew Feng Jiuming.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

I saw that Feng Jiuming faced a young supreme genius from the Feixing Sect. Both of them were in the seventh-level Immortal Lord realm, with equal strength and a very fierce battle. In an instant, they fought hundreds of moves and burst out light.

Buzz!

Feng Jiuming used the top martial arts of the Arc de Triomphe - the folded wave palm, which was also the folded wave palm. When he used it, he was obviously much stronger than Yu Yanran!

When Yu Yanran used the Rolling Wave Palm, the speed of superimposing power was slower, like a wave.

However, the stacked wave palm he used was very fast to superimpose the power. Six layers of power were superimposed in just a few breaths, just like a tsunami and a mountain collapse. The entire arena space was shattered!

Rumble!

The young supreme genius used the top martial arts of the Flying Star Sect - Bengshan Boxing. Unfortunately, he was not proficient in Bengshan Boxing enough. He was defeated step by step by step by step by step by step by step by step by step by step, and he kept coughing up blood in his mouth. It was a matter of time before he could lose.

"Yixuan, give up."

The elder who was responsible for recording the results of the competition sighed, "Your cultivation is not weaker than Feng Jiuming, and our Feixing Sect's Bengshan Fist is not weaker than the Triple Round Palm of the Triple Round Palm. However, your understanding of the Penshan Fist is not as good as Feng Jiuming's comprehension of the Divorce Round Palm. He has fully mastered the mystery of the Divorce Round Palm."

Feng Xiyue looked at Long Qingchen with his eyes and said with a smile, "Your brother-in-law is so amazing!"

Brother-in-law?

Long Qingchen was stunned for a moment, but he didn't react for a while. After thinking for a while, he realized that she had taken advantage of him again.

"I didn't lose!"

Zhao Yixuan roared angrily, his eyes turned red, like a crazy beast, and rushed towards Feng Jiuming again. As the sixth highest genius in the Flying Star Sect, he was pressed and beaten by Feng Jiuming of the Triumphal Sect, which made him unacceptable.

boom!

Feng Jiuming superimposed the power of the folded wave palm to the seventh level. The immortal power crushed towards Zhao Yixuan like a tsunami, instantly knocking Zhao Yixuan away, falling heavily on the edge of the ring, lying on the ground coughing up blood, and unable to get up for a moment.

The elder in charge of the record announced, "Feng Jiuming won the 32nd arena."

"Take it."

Feng Jiuming held his fists slightly to Zhao Yixuan with a calm expression.

Turn around and walk down the ring.

"Winning means being humble, losing means being elegant. Although he is a young generation like us, he already has the style of an older generation and a strong man!"

"It's a pity that the Holy Son of the Triumph Sect and the Holy Maiden are a couple, otherwise, I will definitely pursue him."

Many female geniuses stared at him with fiery eyes.

Zhao Yixuan stared at Feng Jiuming's back with resentment. Suddenly, he flipped his palm and shot out a black needle as dark as ink, flashing with black light, and penetrated through at an extremely fast speed!

puff!

Blood flowers bloomed, and the black flying needle penetrated Feng Jiuming's body!

Seeing Feng Jiuming slowly slumping on the stone steps of the arena, everyone was stunned. Unexpectedly, Zhao Yixuan even attacked Feng Jiuming when he was defeated!

"elder brother!"

Feng Xiyue's face was pale and rushed towards the 32nd arena as crazy as if it was ring No. 32.

Long Qingchen was also stunned. Because Zhao Yixuan took action too suddenly, he didn't react, so he didn't have time to turn on the time dragon ring and settle down on time.

"Zhao Yixuan!"

The Flying Star Sect Master was furious and scolded him. "You have lost, and you are still attacking him. Where can we put our Flying Star Sect's face?"
Chapter completed!