Legend of Swordsman Chapter 931: Result!
"Leng Di, I hope you can make the right choice, otherwise ..." Jian Wushuang stood on the school ground, and his deep pupil looked at Leng Di.
"Mother." Leng Rushuang also stared at Leng Di, "You promised me before, I hope you can keep the promise!"
"Lord Emperor, my Xia tribe's agreement with you, everything must be based on the marriage between the Xia tribe and the Eastern Tutang, but if this marriage does not exist, the agreement between us will be void." Xia Yu of the Xia ethnic group also stared at Lengdi, and secretly passed by.
There was silence on the school ground.
Everyone is waiting for Leng Di to announce the final result.
Who can be the real horseman of Dongtu Datang?
Is it Jian Wushuang, or that Xia Mang?
At the very center of the stand, on the towering throne, the Emperor Leng who was staring at everyone, his willow charm was slightly clustered, and his face was quite dignified.
"This sword is unparalleled, so amazing?"
"That Xiamang is really a waste. Turning the top Taoist respectfully, you will be defeated in the hands of an eternal state!"
"It's troublesome now ..."
Hesitating in her heart.
But hesitated, and it only took a moment for her to make a decision.
Hoo!
Lengdi stood up, cold eyes swept away.
"I can only have one of the horses of the Eastern Tang Dynasty, and he is ..." Leng Di's finger immediately pointed in one direction.
"Xia people, Xiamang !!!"
The cold words spread like a raging thunder, which sounded throughout the school yard for a long time.
Ten millions of spectators inside and outside the school, as well as many of the top powerhouses in the stands, can hear clearly.
When I heard this result, there were tens of millions of spectators on the edge of the school ground, but it immediately exploded!
"It turned out to be Xia Mang?"
"Just a joke, when we are all blind?"
"The two rounds of the competition were the result of Jian Wushuang crushing that Xiamang. Jian Wushuang was the winner of this trick conference. The master horse of Dongtu Datang should also be him. Why? Will it be this summer man? "
"Hum, this Emperor Leng is so shameless. Since she had already determined that Xia Mang was a horse, why did she hold this trick conference?"
"Fool yourself."
Countless words sounded from all sides with dissatisfaction, with an angry voice.
Ten millions of spectators around the school ground, all of them can see clearly, they all believe that Jian Wushuang is the winner of this trick conference, that Xia Mang has long been thrown away by Jian Wushuang a few streets, But now tell them now that Xia Mang is a horse?
Everyone can no longer calm down in their hearts, everyone is dissatisfied with the sword!
Don't be convinced, don't be reconciled!
There are many top powerhouses in the stands, all secretly sighing.
"This Lengdi dare to do it!"
"In order to marry the Xia people, she even ignored herself and the face of Dongtu Datang. What good would she do?"
"Is it important to marry the Xia people?"
These strong are also confused.
At the same time, there are still some strong people, frowning, and the bottom of their hearts rose with dissatisfaction.
"It turned out that Lord Lengdi had long thought that Xia Mang was a mare, did you say it earlier? If you said it earlier, then you would not be at peace with Youhai Palace." The main owner of Youhai Palace said in a bad tone.
"Hum, I heard that Lord Lengdi's means were fierce. He did not use any means to achieve his goal, and today the old man is considered to have seen it." The dead wood old man also spoke coldly.
Neither of them are within the territory of the Eastern Tang Dynasty, and they have very strong internal strength. They are afraid to speak with anger, and are not afraid to ask trouble afterwards.
As for the other strong dissatisfied people, although they are dissatisfied, they can only suppress this dissatisfaction because of Lengdi's identity and strength.
Of course, there is another person who dares to speak up, which is Xue Lingtian.
"Lord Emperor, do you know what you are doing now?" Xue Lingtian looked bleak, and his eyes were filled with anger.
"I know what you ’re doing, and you do n’t have to worry about the Lord of the Blood Blade. The result of this rally is up to the Emperor. He believes that Xiamang is more suitable as a daughter-in-law. Then he is my daughter's husband, and what does this have to do with Lord Bloodblade? "Lengdi's voice was cold.
"Lengdi ..." Xue Lingtian's anger was more vigorous, but it could not occur. After all, Lengdi's strength and identity were there.
"Mother, you ... foreword." A faint voice sounded, the cold frost that had been sitting next to me, wondering when it had stood up, the cold eyes also looked at the Emperor Leng.
"Shut up, here you are."
Leng Di uttered a sneer, but she turned her head immediately, but she never spoke. The disappointment carried in the cold frost was gradually reduced to despair.
Just before, it was as cold as frost on Lengdi, and anyway, there was still a little expectation.
But now, this only expectation is also shattered.
Her gaze towards Lengdi has changed, she has become cold, and she has become stranger.
The whole school field is boiling and tumultuous.
Successive dissatisfaction and anger sounded one after another.
Xia Mang, at this moment, looked at Jian Wushuang with a touch of pride. He also deliberately spread a voice and laughed, "Sword Wushuang, how did you suppress me at the recruiting conference?" >
"You have a better gift than me, what can you do better than me?"
"In the end, the position of the stallion is not mine, then it is so cold that it will not be my woman in the end?"
"As for you ..."
"A country guy who came from a remote area and walked a little bit, was also fighting with me?"
"It's ridiculous, it's ridiculous."
"Why do you fight with me? What do you count?"
"See, do you see now?"
"Haha ~ Isn't you angry? Very unwilling, but what about you?"
"It's useless, Lord Lengdi has long regarded me as a horse, and you are just a clown jumping clown."
"You can only do one or two jumps at the recruiting conference. Once the recruiting conference is over, my Xia will kill you immediately!"
"That's your end result!"
"Haha ~"
Xia Mang's voice came into Jian Wushuang's ears one after another, and the voice carried a hint of wantonness, a hint of arrogance and pride.
It's like a winner, to a downcast loser.
These words also stabbed Jian Shuangshuang's heart like a silver needle.
The sword is unparalleled at this moment, but his head is lowered.
"Why?"
"I have already offered a gift that is enough for the world to do it, and I have also revealed the first talent in the world, why do n’t you choose me?"
Jian Wushuang growled inside, he clenched his hands tightly, his fingertips were already in the flesh, blood was flowing.
Teeth are also clenching tightly, and their shape is shaking slightly.
He is not willing!
It's really unwilling!
In this move, the winner was obviously him. In the end, the Emperor Leng chose Xiamang.
Because Xia Mang is a Xia people!
"Lengdi, you can do it!"
A low roar exudes sound waves, Sword Wushuang raised his head violently, and for a while, a terrible evil broke out from him suddenly.
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