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These voices were heard.
I saw that Xiaoqing was a little angry.
"My master is the strongest, just wait, you will all be blown away by the master!"
Ashin smiled, and said beside Xiaoqing: "Forget it, don't argue with them, the master will prove everything."
Ye Chen returned to the auditorium. He was also the first to advance to the next round. Others, even opponents with disparity in strength, were not as fast as Ye Chen.
After all, the top [-] are not simple, they are all selected from trillions of monks.
No matter who they are, they are all outstanding among the holy sons in the upper realm.
Therefore, even if there is a huge disparity in strength, it is almost impossible to kill in seconds.
Ye Chen came to the auditorium. At this moment, Xiaoqing immediately said: "Master, you are too fierce!"
"That's right!" Ashin immediately echoed.
Ye Chen smiled and said, "Okay, keep a low profile."
Ye Chen took Ashin and Xiaoqing in the auditorium, waiting for the end of the game.
At this moment, everyone suddenly became excited.
Their eyes suddenly moved from the competition to the other side.
Ye Chen also followed everyone's gazes.
I saw a young figure appearing somewhere in the conference.
The man was dressed in white and held a folding fan in his hand, looking elegant.
There is a dao rhyme exuding from his body, and he looks very handsome.
Although he is handsome, if Ye Chen didn't cover up his aura, then his aura would definitely be inferior to Ye Chen.
"Is that the Holy Son of the Spirit Race, Lingtian?"
"very handsome!"
"It's really handsome!"
A person spoke suddenly.
"Not only is he handsome, but I heard that his strength is also ranked second in the upper realm, a little lower than the holy son of the protoss that day."
"Although the Holy Son of the Celestial Race is stronger, I still like Lingtian. After all, Lingtian is much more handsome than the Holy Son of the Celestial Race. Moreover, I heard that the Holy Son of the Celestial Race is a martial idiot who doesn't understand style. .”
"That's right, this Lingtian is like the reincarnation of a banished immortal, so handsome."
Ye Chen listened to the voices around him, and looked at the Lingtian.
It has to be said that Lingtian is indeed very strong.
It is worthy of being the second most powerful existence among the Holy Sons.
Now he has reached the late stage of the real self, which is similar to Ye Chen's. Moreover, the Dao rhyme on him seems to be the embodiment of realizing the Dao.
After realizing the Dao, Ye Chen felt that this Lingtian was stronger than the general elders in the late stage of Dunyi.
Lingtian, who is ranked second, has such strength.
Then Ye Chen wanted to see how powerful the No. [-] God Son of the Celestial Race was.
And the third-ranked Peerless Sword Immortal.
Ye Chen wanted to see what the strengths of the geniuses in the upper world were.
Thinking of this, Ye Chen suddenly became hot.
I haven't felt this way for a long time.
Compete with Tianjiao.
Ye Chen has cultivated so many ways, he knows that with his own strength, he will not lose to any Tianjiao.
At this moment, Ye Chen found that Lingtian's gaze was also looking at him.
Ye Chen and Lingtian looked at each other.
Ye Chen's mind was slightly shaken.
Lingtian immediately showed a surprised expression, and then stared at Ye Chen, as if he regarded Ye Chen as an opponent.
Ye Chen looked at Lingtian, it seemed that Lingtian had a pair of special eyes, otherwise, with Ye Chen's disguise method, even the elders of their spirit clan and Dao realm might not be able to see it.
However, Ye Chen was not afraid at all, his eyes did not shift in the slightest, and he looked at Ling Tian.
After Lingtian looked at it for a few seconds, he looked away.
Then turned away.
"It seems that the Chosen Sons of the Upper Realm are not easy!" Ye Chen murmured.
"Hee hee, no matter how powerful those Heavenly Chosen Sons are, they are no match for you, master!" Xiaoqing laughed immediately.
They were all very relieved about Ye Chen's strength.
Ye Chen smiled and said, "I've said it all, keep a low profile."
Suddenly, the people next to him heard Xiaoqing's voice, and immediately laughed loudly: "Hahahaha little girl, what are you talking about?"
"This guy who ranks one hundred is also the opponent of our Holy Son of the Spirit Race. What dream is he doing?"
A woman immediately retorted.
That woman is a child of the Spirit Race, and her idol is the Holy Son of the Spirit Race.
Hearing Xiaoqing say that about her son, she was naturally unhappy.
"That's right, what is your master who dares to compare with our Son?" Another woman immediately echoed.
As soon as this remark came out, Xiaoqing was furious and immediately said: "Don't say that about my master!"
"I said what's wrong with him? He just won a game by luck, so he is so complacent. I think you are just a bunch of rubbish!"
As soon as this remark came out, Xiaoqing was furious.
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