Chapter 1203: Lord of the 8 Great Peaks (1/2)
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Bae Hyun!
The chief disciple of West Dome.
Tianwu list, ranked third.
The invisible cricket breath spread.
All the people in the stargazing stands were amazed by this powerful breath.
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All the people present looked in awe.
Not far away, Chu Chen, who stood with Wu Yan, Zhao Qingyi, and others, fainted, his resolute face profile revealed the slightest meaning ...
Pei Yue's appearance instantly gave people an invisible coercion.
Compared with Chi Qianying's elegant elegance, it is completely different.
This is a unique and overbearing atmosphere.
Behind Pei Yue are Lun Liao, the ninth line clan master in Tianwu list, and Yang Ao, the 10th genius.
The expressions of the two were equally arrogant and frivolous, ignoring the existence of others around them.
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Pei Min's pace was steady, as if every step he took would add a bit of oppression to everyone.
His eyes stared at Chi Qianying in front of him, with a slight smile on his face.
Chi Qianying raised her eyebrows lightly, and her red lips lightly said, ”Qiu Xingyi is absent, shouldn't you be happy?
”Hehe ...” Pei Min laughed with amusement. ”Not at all ...”
”That's right! I almost forgot that you only ranked third. There is a gap between you and the first ...”
As soon as the voice was over, a lazy voice came along.
”I said,” Sister Qianying, you are deliberately taking rhythm! Do you want to draw a wave of hatred before the competition starts? ”
”Wow ...”
Suddenly, there was a stir again on the entire stargazing tower.
The brushed eyes swept together in one direction.
I saw a handsome looking man, but the young man who was dressed casually was sitting sideways on a stone pillar ...
Despite the cynical appearance of the other party, his appearance, such as the bright stars in the night sky, attracted everyone's attention.
”Brother Wang Li, Brother Wang Li!”
”Sure enough, it is Brother Wang Li, so unexpected every time.”
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Like the fierce sun, Haoyue, and stars, the three top heavens appear one after another, and the speed of the surrounding airflow seems to become anxious.
The battle of Zongmen has not yet begun, and the sharp spirit of the geniuses has already appeared.
As the three most popular candidates to win this year, before the war, the audience quietly battled.
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”You think it's pulling hatred, that's it!” Chi Qianying replied calmly.
”Hehe, I have a personality, I like it!” Wang Li smiled, and then looked at Pei Ye, without concealing the provocation of Mei Yu.
However, Pei Yan just sneered, and his deep eyes were sneered.
”See you in the final!”
The simple three words are like the war book issued by Pei Yi.
Wang Li's complexion was slightly heavy, and his expression quietly became cautious.
It seemed as if he had seen a higher and higher war in his eyes than ever before.
Wang Li's mouth fluttered and he smiled lightly, ”I'm looking forward to it!”
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Immediately, Pei Fei stopped speaking any extra words and turned towards the stargazing tower to the west.
In his eyes, there seemed to be no one else in the crowd present except Wang Li and Chi Qianying.
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”It's crazy! It feels like the finals have already been booked by the two of them.” Zhao Qingcai muttered to himself.
”That's not it! Don't look at who they are,” Wu Mian shook her head and sighed.
At this moment, Yang Ao and Lu Liao, who were behind Pei Yi, suddenly squinted their eyes, and then glanced in the direction of Chu marks.
Looking at the Chu marks standing in the crowd, Yang Ao's face showed a cold contempt.
He raised his hand and made a movement to wipe his neck.
Unabashed provocation, the threat of red-naked-naked-.
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The opposite's Yang Ao's behavior, Chu marks looked in his eyes, but his face was disdainful, at the same time the coldness in his eyes gradually revealed.
Wu Yan beside him reached out and patted Chu Hen's shoulder.
”It's okay, the newcomers' participation in the battle of Zongmen was originally a practice. In the event of an opponent beyond their ability, they can surrender and give in. No one will laugh at a newcomer's disciple ...”
Chu Hen smiled, nodded, and said nothing.
Wu Yan bowed his head slightly, and said to the others, ”You talk, I'll go first. In case we meet on the arena, don't keep each other!”
”Haha, if that's the case, we can only think we are unlucky.” Zhao Qingyi laughed loudly.
”Come on!”
After all, Wu Yan left.
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Zhao Qingcai looked at Wu Yan's back with admiration and said, ”Brother Wu Yan is really warm. I didn't expect people to be so good.”
”Of course, where can a man with my last name go?” Wu Mian said shamelessly.
Then he suddenly drew his eyes.
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Over time, more and more people gathered around Xingqing Peak.
Even the elders at the top of Zongmen have gradually arrived here.
With the floating tower in the middle of the center as the center, people gathered in all directions.
As Wu Zong's most magnificent ceremony, I believe few people are willing to be absent.
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The expansive towering battle platform is like a large meteorite suspended in a thousand meters high, and the north of Xingqing Peak is even more magnificent, and the ancient shore observation platform exuding an ancient atmosphere such as the Qionglou of Xiangong ...
The other three sides of the spectator site are also extremely magnificent and spectacular.
If you look down from the sky of Jiuxiao, it feels like three giant boats floating in the void.
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”clang!”