Chapter 104: Poetic request

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Ji Wuhui looked at the old man, with a helpless smile on his face.

A soft sigh sounded: "Unexpectedly, after so many years, Old Bai's combat power will not be reduced at all! This battle, I lost."

Yin Luo, a thin bloodstain appeared on Ji Wuhui's throat.

Its body turned into a little light and dissipated.

"Your Majesty, I have accepted."

Old Bai said with a smile, his body also turned into light.

Afterwards, the two appeared in the starting space.

The three of them were almost stunned when they saw this scene.

"Will it be the old man who won?!" Bu Shiyi muttered in disbelief.

"Your Majesty's strength should be stronger than Bai Lao, why is the result like this?" Jiang Shengjun also looked puzzled.

The same is true for the others.

Yao Ziyan narrowed his eyes slightly and guessed: "Old Bai's marksmanship focuses on killing and killing, and Ji Wuhui's moves seem to be related to the power of luck.

In this arena, there is no luck, so Ji Wuhui can't exert all his power. "

Although the word "Qiyun" is illusory, it does exist.

National luck is also a kind of air luck!

As the emperor of the Sky Star Empire, Ji Wuhui is naturally able to control the power of luck.

The holy emperor's body that he cultivated can exert its greatest power only by relying on the power of luck.

Ji Wuhui had already retreated from the tower of trial at this time. He nodded and smiled after hearing what Yao Ziyan said, "The demon girl's words are true. Power is very relevant.

However, if we can really use the power of luck, the victory or defeat between me and Mr. Bai is still unknown. The name of the white-robed spear god, Bai Lao, was paved with countless strong men! "

"Your Majesty is absurdly praised." Elder Bai also exited the tower of trial and waved his hand with a smile, "If there is a real fight in reality, I must not be your Majesty's opponent."

At this moment, Bu poetically looked at Mr. Bai and opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something.

"Little girl of Bu's family, what do you want to say?" Bai Lao asked, seeing Bu's poetic entanglement look.

Bu poetically gritted his teeth: "Old Bai, I want to fight you to see how far between me and Wen Dao realm is!"

When these words came out, Bu Lige and Jiang Shengjun couldn't help but their eyes widened.

Fight against Mr. Bai, I'm afraid it's not for abuse!

"Sister, are you kidding?" Step Lige twitched, a little speechless.

But Ji Wuhui laughed suddenly after hearing Bu's poetic words: "Okay! As expected of Zhennanhou's blood, courageous! Old Bai, you just have a fight with her, how about?"

The old man shook his head helplessly: "Since your Majesty has said so, the old man will accompany you to fight, but don't say that I am bullying the small."

"In the arena mode, the strength of the opponents is determined by the lower one by default, which is absolutely fair and just." At the right time, Luochuan's flat voice sounded.

Bai Lao and Bu Poetic entered the trial field together.

At this time, both parties are in a forest.

"The realm of the fifth rank of God and Soul! Little girl of the Bu family, your talent, even if it is placed in the entire Tianlan Continent, it is also top-notch!"

Mr. Bai was slightly surprised when he sensed his own strength.

Bu poetically smiled slightly: "Old Bai, offended!"

The enchanting aura swept across her body, and the whole person was out of the sheath like a sharp sword!

"Young people, should have such a spirit!"

Bai Lao had a look of approval in his eyes.

At the same time, his figure moved a little to his side.

Huh!

The sound of breaking through the air sounded, and a poetic sword fell through.

When he missed a hit, the poetic step changed from a thorn to a sweep, and the long sword in his hand swept across.

Old Bai's finger flicked slightly, which happened to hit the ridge of the sword a few inches above the hilt.

Bu Shiyi's complexion changed slightly.

Old Bai's finger directly hit the weakest point on the long sword, dispelling all the strength on it!