Refining Heaven and Earth Chapter 874: Wang Fuhua’s request

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The front of the ice hall was much empty, with only a hundred people standing in front, waiting for the arrival of the last moment.

The Saint King glanced across the crowd, nodded in satisfaction, and paused when it landed on Fang Bai, a little bit unable to see through.

Those who have been able to persist to the present are the strongest among the strong, and they are all talented disciples no matter where they are placed in any sect.

But genius disciples are also divided into strengths and weaknesses, among which a few are the most prominent and eye-catching.

Fang Bai is undoubtedly the most dazzling one.

The battle of the volcano is still fresh in my memory.

"Everyone."

The voice of the holy king sounded again, and his eyes looked forward to the final moment. Whether he could take the position of the holy king was about to be announced.

"Next, everyone depends on their strength, and the three who win in the end will be determined by the little girl. The rules are very simple, the winner goes in, the loser retreats, I wish you good luck."

The voice fell, the Holy King returned and sat down, and immediately the elder of Jiuyin Palace came out and explained the rules in detail.

Sure enough, as the Holy King said, it was extremely simple.

Three arenas, each with a winner, enters the final round.

The loser is eliminated immediately. Apart from this, there are no restrictions, simple and rude.

The crowd looked at each other. If it were other methods, there might be opportunities for speculation, but such a simple and rude method would never be a fluke. Everything speaks for strength.

Those who can get to this point are the strong, and they don't want to give up, but those who take the lead will definitely suffer a lot. No one is willing to take the lead for a while.

Zhu Xie's gaze swept away, his footsteps were lightly empty, and he came to the sky above the Wannian Hantan to stand still, and said loudly: "Who will fight!"

The sound waves rolled away, echoing among the mountains, with unparalleled domineering.

The crowd was silent, no one moved. Let alone Zhu Xie's strength, even if Zhu Xie was lucky enough to defeat Zhu Xie, there were still too many strong people to face.

Zhu Yang's face was the most ugly. He didn't have the confidence to defeat Zhu Xie, so he couldn't be defeated in this battle, so he had to endure it forcibly.

For a long time, no one has been in the battle, Zhu Xie’s mouth has a contemptuous smile, and suddenly he shouts: "Zhu Yang, come out and die!"

Huh!

Everyone looked at Zhu Yang, his face was slightly angry, and immediately calmed down, "Zhu Xie, why use this kind of aggressive method of undermining the three indiscriminately, thinking that I will be fooled?"

"Waste!"

Zhu Xie said coldly: "Shut up if you dare not fight, and sooner or later I will kill you myself."

Huh!

Zhu Yang's murderous intent broke out, and his footsteps rose in the air, and suddenly a voice came, "Stop."

"Grandpa!" Zhu Yang looked at Zhu Chiyan and said loudly: "I want to get rid of this traitor by myself."

Zhu Chiyan said indifferently: "Don't worry, your task is to marry the saint. Naturally someone will deal with the traitor, and I will go back."

"Yes!" Zhu Yang nodded, looked into the distance Zhu Xi, and said coldly: "I will spare your life today!"

Hahahaha!

Zhu Xi laughed and said: "Your grandfather and grandson are really a nest of snakes and rats. If you are afraid, you are afraid. Why do you have to make so many excuses. You lose the face of the Temple of Fire."

The crowd smiled knowingly, and anyone with a discerning eye could see it. Zhu Yang was afraid of Zhu Xi, otherwise, he would not miss such an opportunity to kill two birds with one stone, and Zhu Chiyan would not stop him.

"Waste!"

Zhu Xie's icy gaze crossed, and everyone looked extremely embarrassed.

It is undeniable that Zhu Xi's strength is very strong. It is by no means as simple as entering the realm of the realm on the surface. One of the three places will definitely belong to him.

In a stalemate for more than half an hour, no one went up to challenge him, and the face of Saint King instantly became extremely ugly.

"On the road of martial arts, talent is important, and xinxing is more important. No one will challenge you. How can you get to the end with such xinxing?"

The holy king paused when he said that, and said loudly: "In this case, this king announces that Zhu Xi will win, and there are two more places, everyone cherish."

Puff!

What?

The crowd was taken aback, and they couldn't imagine that this situation would be like this. I wish you a victory without a fight!

Zhu Yang was the most annoyed. For nothing, he let Zhu Xi occupy one spot, only two spots were left, and there was one Fang Bai. The situation became more and more unfavorable for him.

Fang Bai and Wang Fuhua looked at each other and shook their heads and smiled bitterly.

The party concerned, Zhu Xie, was also at a loss and smiled bitterly. He had never encountered such a cheap thing.

The crowd murmured secretly, and suddenly one spot was missing, and the rest of the battle would become more fierce.

"Next." The Saint King said in a deep voice.

Like a child’s play, I wish Tie a chance to get a place. The crowd can't sit still. If you come back like this, more than a year of hard work will not be wasted.

One person stepped lightly in the void, and came to stand still above the Wannian Hantan, waiting quietly.

Fang Bai couldn't help but laughed. The holy king's move seemed random, but in fact it had a lot of meaning. It was reasonable to get a spot with Zhu Xi's strength, but instead took this opportunity to arouse everyone's fighting spirit.

"Brother Fang, what do you think of this matter?" Wang Fuhua suddenly asked.

"What does Brother Wang mean?" Fang Bai couldn't figure out what he was asking.

Wang Fuhua whispered: "There are two places left. It is not a problem to get one with Zhu Yang's strength, so what about the remaining one?"

Hearing this, Fang Bai suddenly realized that Wang Fu painted a little anxiously.

From the current strengths shown, there are five people who are most likely to win the remaining two places, Zhu Yang, Heiyi Youth, Zhao Xinghe, Wang Fuhua, and Fang Bai.

Zhu Yang's strength is obvious to all, and the young man in black hides deeply and can't see it for a while.

Zhao Xinghe and Wang Fu are quite capable of painting, and neither dare to say that they have a chance of winning.

In the end, Fang Bai's strength is the most weird. Once he enters that violent state, it is enough to sweep everyone, which is the biggest variable.

But there are only two places, and the three people headed by Zhu Yang will not be in conflict for the time being. As a result, Wang Fu's paintings are in an embarrassing situation.

For this sacred king fight, Wang Fuhua paid a lot and was determined to win.

However, in the current situation, Wang Fuhua has the least hope. This is still under the premise that there are hidden powerful people in the crowd.

"Brother Wang, do you have any thoughts?"

Fang Bai asked in a low voice, Wang Fuhua would not ask this sentence for no reason.

Sure enough, Wang Fu's painting hesitated. After a long time, he said in a deep voice: "Is Brother Fang interested in her sister?"

Fang Bai's body shook slightly, Wang Yu really moved him to see it, it was a kind of heartfelt emotion, which could not be disguised.

Frankly speaking, Wang Yu is really a good girl. If there is no light rain, she might really be tempted, but these are hypotheses and have no meaning.

"Brother Wang misunderstood." Fang Bai said solemnly: "I already have a wife in Xia, so I won't be tempted by any woman, and won't have other ideas."

"Should this be true?" Wang Fuhua was not surprised but delighted.

"Brother Wang has something to say." Fang Bai said lightly, Wang Fu's attitude towards painting was very strange.

Wang Fu's expression is a bit embarrassed, "As said by Brother Fang, he won't marry the saint?"

"Yes!" Fang Bai nodded and said, "Brother Wang should know this. From the beginning to the end, I have no interest in the position of the Holy King."

"That's good!"

Wang Fuhua breathed a sigh of relief, looked extremely solemn, clasped his fist and said: "Please also Brother Fang to help me, it will be rewarded every day!"

"You mean?"

Speaking of this, Fang Bai finally understood that Wang Fuhua wanted to help him win a spot.

In the current situation, the three Zhu Yang are the strongest, but there are only two places left, and each other must be dirty.

Fang Bai and Wang Fuhua have joined forces to help Wang Fuhua win the last place. The opportunity is very great.

After all, Fang Bai is the most variable person. God knows when he will enter a violent state. No one dares to challenge him.

At that time, Fang Bai only has to give the spot to Wang Fu to paint, and let the flow go.

It's easy to say, but it's still a bit difficult to do. After all, Zhu Yang and the three are not stupid, but the feasibility is still great.

"How sure is Brother Wang?"

Although Fang Bai didn't like Wang Fu's painting plan, it was better than Zhu Yang's trio.

"Except for Zhu Yang, I have confidence in the rest." Wang Fuhua said solemnly.

Fang Bai nodded faintly. This way, things are easier. Anyway, there are still two places, so it doesn't hurt to give Zhu Yang one.

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From the previous attitude of the Saint King, it is not difficult to see that the Jiuyin Palace and the Fire God Temple are not as legendary. Even if Zhu Yang goes to the end, the possibility of the Saintess choosing him is very small.

"Well, I can help you, but success or failure depends on you."

"Thank you!" Wang Fuhua said excitedly: "No matter what the result is, I will never forget the kindness of Brother Fang."

Boom!

At this time, the two people in the distance are in a fierce battle, and it seems that the winner will soon be determined.

Fang Bai suddenly felt a little dull.