Chapter 901
"No. 5, Princess Mo Xi of the Central Dynasty wins!"
"No. 7, get ready on No. 8!" Princess Fengxian announced.
With Lieshan admitting defeat at the beginning, and Princess Fengxian again later, it is not surprising.
Especially facing Mo Xi, it was really disappointing. Let alone Li Yuanyuan, even if a few other members of the first echelon came on stage, I'm afraid it wouldn't be much better...
After all, the great cultivator and the middle Nascent Soul stage are almost two different realms!
Mo Xi's strength was already very strong, and now that he has been promoted to a great monk, the gap is naturally even greater!
"Fellow Daoist Pan, who do you think will advance next?" Bingfeng asked.
"Li Xiaoyao and Wanwan will definitely advance. As for who the last spot will be... I guess it's probably Jin Jianhou!" Chen Changsheng said.
"Jin Jianhou? That's true... Anyway, Jin Jianhou is also a member of the royal family. I just don't know who Jin Jianhou's opponent is... He also has many hopes of advancing..." Bingfeng said.
Among the remaining people, they are all masters in the middle stage of Nascent Soul. In contrast, Jin Jianhou has just been promoted, so he has an advantage. As long as he can defeat Jin Jianhou, he can get the last spot!
"Then I don't know. In fact, if the arrangement is more secure, Lieshan should be assigned to Jin Jianhou!" Chen Changsheng said.
Among the twelve people, Lieshan is the weakest!
"It would be too obvious to do this..." Li Yuanyuan laughed.
"Well, so Princess Fengxian didn't make such an arrangement. Instead, she arranged a well-matched opponent for Jin Jianhou. As for who can advance to the top six, it depends on strength. The opportunity is given to you, Jin Jianhou, can you grasp it? , It depends on him!" Chen Changsheng said with a smile.
Unexpectedly!
Not long after Chen Changsheng's words came to light, Zhang Daoling won, and then Wanwan came on stage and also won, and finally No. 11 and No. 12 took to the ring...
"It's Feng Sheng and Jin Jianhou. Haha, Princess Fengxian's arrangement is quite clever. No matter who wins, they won't suffer any loss!" Chen Changsheng said with a smile.
Feng Sheng is the second-ranked genius at the Royal Cultivation Academy, and Jin Jianhou is a member of the royal family. No matter who wins, they can accept it!
"Yes, if senior brother and I were to face these two people, we would both have a chance to advance!"
"Especially Senior Brother Bingfeng, in my opinion, except for the five of you, the rest are no match for Senior Brother Bingfeng!" Li Yuanyuan said.
"Haha, junior sister thinks highly of me, and the others are not weak either!"
"But... I do have a certain degree of confidence in myself. Unfortunately... I met Li Xiaoyao..." Bingfeng shook his head.
"This grand event is organized by the Central Dynasty after all, so it is only right that the last bit of convenience is left to myself!" Chen Changsheng said with a smile.
On the ring, Feng Sheng met Jin Jianhou. It was truly a match and a good talent. Among the six battles, it was the most intense and the most interesting!
In the first five games, the gap between each other is a bit large, so there is not much to watch...
"In your opinion, Fellow Daoist Pan, who can win?" Bingfeng asked.
"Jin Jianhou... This person is a sword cultivator after all, and his attacks are powerful!" Chen Changsheng said.
"Well, I think so too. The strength of Jin Jianhou is indeed much stronger than that of Junior Brother Can Jian." Bingfeng nodded.
Before the start of the Middle-earth Discussion, Can Jian also challenged Jin Jianhou, but ended up defeated...
The two of them fought fiercely for three hours on the ring. In the end, Feng Sheng was wronged and lost to Jin Jianhou. However, Jin Jianhou was not much better. Although he won, he was exhausted. Moreover, the injuries on the body are not serious. It may be difficult to recover in a month...
"On the twelfth, Jin Jianhou of the Central Dynasty wins!"
"The fifth round of the arena battle is over. Pan Wu, Mo Xi, Zhang Daoling, Li Xiaoyao, Wanwan, and Jin Jianhou have won. They are the top six in this Middle-earth discussion!"
"One month later, the sixth round of the arena battle will begin, and the top three will be determined!" Princess Fengxian announced.
"Your Highness the Princess..."
At this moment, Jin Jianhou weakly stepped forward.
"Well, what's wrong?" Princess Fengxian asked.
"I decided to give up the next round of competition..." Jin Jianhou said with his hands in hand.
"Are you sure you want to give up the game?" Princess Fengxian asked.
"My body... I'm afraid it won't be able to return to its peak within a month. And even if it recovers, I know that I am no match for Zhang Daoyou and others..." Jin Jianhou said with a bitter smile.
In this round, he is like Lieshan in the previous round, the softest persimmon...
"You give up the game...but in the next round...there are only five people..." Princess Fengxian frowned.
"This is easy to handle. Princess Mo Xi has been promoted to the great monk. Her strength is outstanding. I think the others don't want to meet Princess Mo Xi. Why not follow the previous method and let Princess Mo Xi directly advance to the top three, and the other two The remaining four will compete for the quota..." Jin Jianhou said.
"It's not impossible... the four of you, do you agree?" Princess Fengxian looked at Chen Changsheng, Zhang Daoling and others asked.
"Agree!" Wanwan was the first to reply.
"I agree too!" Li Xiaoyao said.
"Can!"
Seeing that Wanwan and Li Xiaoyao both agreed, Zhang Daoling and Chen Changsheng also followed suit.
"Okay, since the four of you agree, let's do it!"
"All five of you should go back to the cave to recuperate. We'll see you in a month!" Princess Fengxian said, and with a gentle wave of her hand, the five of them suddenly disappeared...
"Your Royal Highness, I want to return to the palace!" Jin Jianhou said.
"Okay!" Princess Fengxian nodded, then gently waved her sleeves, and Jin Jianhou appeared above the square...
"This junior is incompetent and has let the emperor down!"
Jin Jianhou came to the dragon chariot and saluted the emperor.
"Haha, you've done a great job, take a good rest, and don't let any diseases develop!"
In the dragon chariot, the emperor chuckled and popped out a pill...
"Thank you, Emperor, for the reward!" Jin Jianhou bowed and saluted.
"Well, go ahead!" The emperor nodded.
Jin Jianhou immediately arrived at the Guangnan Palace...
"Dad, dad, here, here..." After seeing Jin Jianhou, the young Marquis excitedly waved to him.
"Well, Your Majesty, this child has not caused you any trouble, has he?" Jin Jianhou looked at the little Marquis with a doting look on his face.
"Haha, what kind of trouble can he get into here... But you, how are your injuries?" King Guangnan said with a smile.
"It doesn't matter. Thanks to the emperor for giving me the elixir, I can rest for three to five years and it will be fine." Jin Jianhou said.
"That's good, that Pan Wu... what do you think?" King Guangnan asked.
"Unfathomable!"
Speaking of Pan Wu, Jin Jianhou suddenly said seriously...
Unfathomable?
Hearing Jin Jianhou's comments, King Guangnan frowned at first, and then smiled: "No matter how unfathomable it is, it is impossible to win over Princess Mo Xi!"
"Well, it would have been hard to say before the breakthrough, but now...Princess Mo Xi will definitely win!" Jin Jianhou nodded.
How could the strength of the great monk be ordinary?
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