She Shocks The Whole World After Retirement - Chapter 991

[Chapter 991 Sheng Xiao is a scourge!]

Director Murong himself hadn’t recovered from the shock that Hei Qingtianlong brought her, she was in a daze, so she couldn’t hear what Murong Su was shouting at all.

Just when Hei Qing Tianlong was engulfing Murong Su’s head in his mouth, and was about to bite it off, Sheng Xiao finally said softly, “Hei Qing, don’t be naughty.”

Hei Qing immediately turned into Sheng Xiao and flew towards Sheng Xiao. The body rubbed Sheng Xiao’s forehead affectionately with the dragon’s horn, and then flew over Sheng Xiao’s head, aggrievedly wrapping around its overly huge dragon tail. The giant dragon hovered in the sky, and then raised its head and let out a dragon chant that shook the sky.

This dragon roar scared the Black Demon Jiao who was beside Murong Su to tremble.

In the end, the Black Demon Flood Dragon fell on the ground cowardly, showing a gesture of submission to Hei Qingtianlong.

Seeing this, the entire final scene became silent.

Hei Qingtianlong put the dragon’s head on Sheng Xiao’s shoulders, looking very well-behaved, not as stubborn as before. Sheng Xiao gently stroked the hard skin between Hei Qing’s eyebrows, stared at the limp black flood dragon on the ground, and said to Murong Su, “Friend Murong Su, my beast form is the ancient divine beast Hei Qingtian Dragon, and I am the same as the black dragon.” Your animal-like Black Demon Flood Dragon has quite a history, if you really want to look into it, it is probably the relationship between the master and the servant.”

After speaking, he slightly curled the corners of his lips, and jokingly said: “Fellow Daoist Murong Su, you have to be careful.”

Murong Su tried hard to suppress the fear in her blood energy. She stood up tremblingly, gritted her teeth and said to Sheng Xiao, “I’m the loser for this battle!” Her blood energy was suppressed to the extreme by Sheng Xiao. Xiao, she can’t even activate her spiritual power, so why fight!

At this time, Director Murong also came back to his senses.

Seeing that Murong Su was defeated without a fight, she did not reprimand Murong Su, but only waved her hand, allowing Murong Su to step down. Murong Su’s legs were weak, and when he stepped off the stage, he was still helped down by his friends from the same school.

The referee looked at Sheng Xiao in awe, and shouted: “The 206th Elite Challenge, the challenger Sheng Xiao wins!”

Seeing that Sheng Xiao successfully cleared the level so easily, those casual cultivators who worked hard to clear the level after a fierce battle all looked at Sheng Xiao with envy.

It is said that success is one percent talent and ninety-nine percent perspiration.

But in the world of comprehension, it’s the other way around.

In the cultivation world, talent is far more important than sweat.

Look, Sheng Xiao can awaken Hei Qingtian’s dragon beast form, and he has already trampled 99% of the beast masters under his feet.

Ye Qingyang, Zhan Wuya, Jing Jiaren and the others also frowned and stared at Sheng Xiao, their eyes flickering with thought.

After seeing Sheng Xiao summon Hei Qingtian in the form of a dragon, the thoughts of the few of them returned to the doomsday battlefield four years ago. When competing for the list of thousands of grandmasters, there was once a contestant who had awakened the small world of Heiqingtianlong. With his own strength, he successfully killed three grandmasters, and with a tyrannical and decisive attitude, he successfully entered the list of thousands of grandmasters. Ranked 1,000th.

If he hadn’t been too seriously injured and had no choice but to withdraw from the battle, perhaps he would have ascended to a higher position.

Could this young man named Sheng Xiao be the young man in the doomsday battlefield?

Ye Qingyang asked Yu Huang: “Did Sheng Xiao participate in the Doomsday Battlefield four years ago?”

Hearing this, Yu Huang glanced back at her left arm, and said, “Four years ago, we all participated in the Doomsday Battlefield.” ”

It really is him.” Ye Qingyang looked at the tall and straight figure on the No. 1 challenge stage, and he rarely praised Sheng Xiao: “Your man is somewhat bloody.” Ye Qingyang couldn’t remember Sheng Xiao However, he still remembers Sheng Xiao’s resolute figure who fought bloody and refused to give up when the three despicable masters joined forces to deal with him.

After successfully passing the challenge competition, Sheng Xiao still had to defeat one of the hundred casual cultivators in order to get the right to participate in the finals and be eligible to be admitted to the college of beast masters.

At this time, there were only 99 casual cultivators sitting side by side in the first row of seats in the No. 2 stand, and the other person was Ye Qingyang, who was still lazily sitting on the high platform.

Seeing Sheng Xiao walking towards the 99 casual cultivators, Ye Qingyang also stood up from the railing, making a gesture to get down.

Seeing him standing up, Yu Huang couldn’t help reminding Ye Qingyang: “Your body is being roasted by the core of the undead, and your body is very weak.”

Ye Qingyang curled his lips, and he said, “Then you just take this Disclose the news to him and let him challenge me, and he will definitely pass the level easily.”

Yu Huang snorted coldly and ignored him again.

Seeing that Ye Qingyang also got up and came down from the railing at the top of the stand, and walked straight in front of Sheng Xiao, standing with the 99 casual cultivators, many of them rubbed their hands excitedly, and they could see They have a fight.

Sheng Xiao moved his eyes over the hundreds of casual cultivators including Ye Qingyang, and he walked in front of Ye Qingyang first.

Ye Qingyang subconsciously grasped the bone sword, and he said, “What? You want to challenge me?”

Sheng Xiao said, “I don’t know if Fellow Daoist Ye Qingyang remembers four years ago, when you and I were on the doomsday battlefield. Just met once?”

Ye Qingyang nodded, and he said: “Remember, you still have some skills, and it’s not bad to be able to be on the list of thousands of masters alone, even if you are the last.”

See Ye Qing Yang still remembered himself, and Sheng Xiao felt warm in his heart. He put the palm of his right hand on his chest, bent towards Ye Qingyang, and solemnly thanked: “Thank you, Fellow Daoist Ye Qingyang, for helping me back then.”

Sheng Xiao will never forget that when he met those three masters, When the strong teamed up to attack, the competitors on the entire battlefield showed an indifferent attitude. Only Ye Qingyang, who was known by everyone as extremely vicious, flew down from the top of the central tower and spoke a few words of justice for him.

For Ye Qingyang, it was just a casual act of drawing his sword to help when the road was uneven. But to Sheng Xiao, that was the only kindness that the world gave him.

This kindness, he engraved in his heart.

Staring at Sheng Xiao who bent over to thank him, the mocking sneer on Ye Qingyang’s mouth suddenly froze.

For many, many years, he has never heard anyone say ‘thank you’ to him. After all, he is a ghost cultivator that everyone respects and stays away from. If you get close to him, you are afraid of bad luck. Who would be grateful to him, huh?

Ye Qingyang is used to being slandered and feared by others, but not used to being appreciated.

He rubbed his nose, curled his lips and said, “I’m not a good person, I can’t afford your gratitude.”

Sheng Xiao smiled.

He stopped talking nonsense with Ye Qingyang, and turned to look at the other 99 contestants. He said: “Everyone, Sheng Xiao has to get the right to participate in the finals. He has to be offended.” After finishing speaking, he walked in front of the 99 people. In the end, he stopped at the one with the weakest spiritual power fluctuations among the 99 people. In front of that casual cultivator.

It was an uncle with a height of 1.7 meters and a muscular body.

Seeing that Sheng Xiao chose him, the man closed his eyes and sighed. He said, “I am the weakest among the hundred monks, and I am also the oldest. I am 48 years old this year.” With the pass to the finals on his shoulder, he handed it to Sheng Xiao.

Sheng Xiao was stunned and didn’t reach out to pick it up.

The uncle stuffed the pass into Sheng Xiao’s arms, and he said, “Don’t be embarrassed, and don’t feel guilty. I can’t beat you, it’s a fact.” The uncle smiled at Sheng Xiao, and said, “My name is Xiao Gang, let’s treat it as It’s about making friends.”

After speaking, the uncle raised his arm and patted Sheng Xiao on the shoulder, before leaving the arena gracefully.

This Sheng Xiao dared to challenge director Murong, and could suppress Murong Su, who was in the middle of the grand master, with only blood coercion. The uncle knew that he was no match for Sheng Xiao, so he simply handed over his pass card for the finals, and Sheng Xiao was fulfilled. Xiao.

Just make a friend.

Sheng Xiao squeezed the pass card that he got cheaply, turned around and cupped his fists towards Loose Cultivator Xiao Gang, and said, “Thank you, Brother Xiao, for fulfilling this kindness, Sheng Xiao has recorded this kindness.”

Xiao Gang waved his hand, and in the blink of an eye, he left the battle scene , went to the viewing area in the distance.

Seeing that Sheng Xiao successfully won the right to participate in the finals without fighting, the expression on Director Murong’s face was extremely exciting.

Now that Sheng Xiao has entered the finals, who does he want to challenge next?

Does he really want to challenge his family’s disciples one by one?

Even Murong Su, an elite student from Canglang Academy, is not Sheng Xiao’s opponent. Can these disciples of the Murong family who participated in the finals be Sheng Xiao’s opponent?

Thinking of this, Director Murong’s expression was particularly ugly.

Sheng Xiao is a disaster!

(end of this chapter)