1277: C1277 Challenger Qualification

C1277 Challenger Qualification

Challenger qualification.

The giant dragon holding the mountain slowly raised its head and stared at Baxia Pudu. "Why are you disturbing my dream?"

Baxia Pudu bowed respectfully and said, "Ancestor, someone wants to challenge you."

"Challenge me?"

Zikun's body trembled. The mountain on his back fell to the ground with a loud bang. Smoke and dust rose several hundred meters into the air, and after the dust settled, the incomparably huge dragon was gone. Instead, an existence that looked almost identical to the Human Clan appeared. He said indifferently, "Who wants to challenge me?"

"It's him."

Baxia Pudu pointed at Ning Qi.

Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh. Countless gazes were fixed on Ning Qi. Some were gloating, some were puzzled, some were filled with anticipation, and some were filled with admiration.

No matter how strong Ning Qi was, there were still a few Dharma Image Cultivators who secretly admired him. At least, he had the courage to challenge Zikun.

"Late Period of Eternal Stage?"

Zikun frowned slightly. He stretched out his hand and made a grabbing motion. In the blink of an eye, he and Baxia Pudu appeared on top of Ning Qi's head. They looked down at Ning Qi from above. After that, he looked at Baxia Pudu and said, "You can't deal with an existence like this? You want to wake me up?"

When the crowd saw Zikun in the sky, they immediately bowed, especially those from the Dragon Clan. Their eyes were filled with fanaticism. In their minds, Zikun was their idol.

"Ancestor, he is the son of Wang Muting and Feng Jiuxian. Since he has challenged you, I won't dare to make the decision on my own."

Baxia Pudu said in a low voice, but a cunning look flashed across his eyes.

"The son of Wang Muting and Feng Jiuxian?"

When Zikun heard this, his expression changed slightly. He looked at Ning Qi again with a faint look and frowned slightly. "Wang Muting and Feng Jiuxian appeared?"

"No."

Yes, ___ said.

"Are you really the son of Wang Muting and Feng Jiuxian?"

Zikun looked at Ning Qi.

"Yes."

Ning Qi nodded. If it wasn't for Wang Muting's divine soul appearing once in Wang family, Ning Qi wouldn't have been able to confirm it. But now, he was certain that his body was indeed born from Wang Muting and Feng Jiuxian.

"Since you are a Late Period of Eternal Stage, how dare you challenge me? I'm sure you have a lot of confidence in your own strength? However, not everyone can challenge me, Zikun. Your parents were very talented back then. I respect them a little, but who do you think you are? You also have the qualifications to challenge me? "

Zikun looked at Ning Qi and said coldly.

Wang Wuh felt a chill in his heart. If Zikun got angry, he would kill Ning Qi on the spot. Even if Profound True Great Saint wanted to fight him, he wouldn't be able to reach this place in an instant!

A trace of schadenfreude and ridicule flashed in the depths of Wang Wai's eyes. Jian Linger and Kong Jiu, who were standing behind him, were looking forward to Zikun's attack and turn Ning Qi into minced meat.

"Then what qualifications do I have to challenge you?"

Ning Qi looked at Zikun fearlessly, a faint smile hanging on the corner of his mouth.

"It's very simple. When your parents were still Early Period of Dharma Image Stage warriors... If you can reach the 13th level of Mountain Sea Pass like your parents today... They made it to the 13th level of the ___! Thirteen trials... Then I'll accept your challenge. If you can't, I'll break one of your legs."

Under Overbearing Zikun said in a flat tone.

"I have already made my wish."2

Ning Qi smiled and walked towards the giant tower. Wang Wuh wanted to persuade him, but with the presence of the Overbearing Zikun, he tried a few times but didn't dare to say anything.

"Ai."

Wu Yin flashed and appeared beside Ning Qi. He followed Ning Qi and walked towards the tower. It was only at this moment that everyone realized that these two were old acquaintances. They seemed to have a different relationship.

Wang Wai looked coldly at Ning Qi's back. His mind moved slightly. He glanced at Jian Linger and Kong Jiu, and the three of them chased after him in tacit understanding.

"Old Ancestor, I will accompany you to challenge the level."

Wang Wai said respectfully.

Ning Qi glanced at him indifferently. He had roughly guessed what Wang Wai was thinking.

Wu Yin glanced at Wang Wai fearfully and said to Ning Qi via divine sense, "This kid has bad intentions."

"Let him bungee up for a while."

Ning Qi smiled. Wu Yin was startled, and he felt strange in his heart. Could Ning Qi really ignore the existence of a Mid Period of Dharma Image Stage like Wang Wai with his current cultivation base?

Wu Yin smiled bitterly in his heart when he thought about how Ning Qi even dared to challenge Zikun. However, what relieved him was that Ning Qi would not be able to make it to the twelfth stage. At most, he would only lose one of his arms and leg, and he would still be able to keep his life.

The most important thing right now was to prevent Wang Wai from doing anything halfway.

Watching Ning Qi's back disappear at the entrance of the tower, Baxia Pudu suddenly said to Zikun via divine sense, "Old Ancestor, do you think this kid is the son of Feng Jiuxian?"

"It's highly likely."

Zikun nodded faintly and said via divine sense, "The Qi on his body is seventy to eighty percent similar to the Qi I sensed when I first saw Feng Jiuxian. The key is his appearance, which is very similar to the Feng Jiuxian in my memory."

"Oh?"

Baxia Pudu nodded secretly. He had only seen Feng Jiuxian once. He had long forgotten what ___ looked like after hundreds of years, but since Zikun said he was domineering, it was highly likely. He guessed that the kid was the son of Feng Jiuxian. This was going to be fun. When Feng Jiuxian's child returned to Azure Dragon Continent, he wondered if Liehkong would still hold a grudge against him.

Baxia Pudu didn't know that Liehkong had already made a trip to the Wang family.

"He's here, he's here. I'll bet that this kid can only make it to the tenth stage at most. Is there anyone who wants to bet?"

A monkey faced Dharma Image Cultivator suddenly shouted.

When everyone saw this, they couldn't help but tease, "Gambling God Qiu, you've been chased for more than 800 years. Why aren't you quitting gambling?"

"Kiu Feng, when are you going to return the 3,000 Azure Dragon Crystal that you owe me?"

"You still owe me a High-grade Magic Artifact, when are you going to give it to me?"

"Aiya, you guys! Didn't I give you guys a chance to take back your money with interest? I, Kiu Feng, am a dignified Dharma Image Cultivator, and I can live for at least a hundred thousand years! Do I owe you three melons and two jujubes? "

The monkey-faced cultivator said with an unhappy expression.

"Alright, hurry up and bring out the rules"

"How about this, from the first stage to the eighth stage, you guys can bet together The odds are 1 to 1, you can bet on the rest alone. Starting from the ninth stage, the odds will be doubled, and the odds will be doubled from the tenth stage. So on and so forth. Come on, be quick. Don't drag it out. "

Kiu Feng shouted. Immediately, a few like-minded people came forward and bet a few thousand Azure Dragon Crystals. They all bet that Ning Qi could only reach the first stage to the eighth.

When someone started, there would be people following the trend. In a short while, Kiu Feng had collected a large amount of money. If he swallowed all of these, not only would it be enough for him to pay off his gambling debts, but he would also have to pay for it. Kiu Feng smiled and said to a cultivator, "You bet that this kid will make it to the thirteenth round? Aren't you afraid that all your efforts will be in vain? "

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