the next day.

It is the semi-finals of the League Championship.

Early in the morning, Wang Xiaoqiang came to Longcheng Square accompanied by Taiyi Zhenren and the two daughters of the Yan family.

The audiences who arrived today were twice as many as the previous two ring matches, because the top four figures in the Armour Conference will be decided today.

The top four of the Armor Conference will be awarded the title of prefecture in the future. From a cultivator to an important official of the empire, it will not be said to be flattering and pleasing, at least it will always be beneficial to get to know each other.

However, compared with the audience, there were only a few contestants participating today, with only 8 people.

Except for Wang Xiaoqiang, the one who lucky enough to draw the free sign, the remaining eight people are the winners of yesterday's ring match.

When all eight people arrived, Wang Xiaoqiang found that the beauty from yesterday was still among them, and the cold-faced Rakshasa Leng Qingqiu was not stopped.

There are two beauties in a group of eight people, which makes it even more eye-catching.

Because Leng Qingqiu's temperament is too cold and he is famous, everyone dare not look at her, but just stare at another beauty.

This beauty was watched by thousands of people, and she looked very uncomfortable, and her pretty face was full of fever. The obscene eyes of some men made her feel even more disgusted. However, no matter how high her cultivation level was, she could not control other people's eyes.

At this time, the audience was talking about the beauty:

"This An Miaoyi is really beautiful! Her cultivation is so high. No matter whether she can reach the end, her reputation will spread throughout the empire after this Armor-winning Conference!"

"Oh, Miaoyi. Miaoyi, such a beautiful person. I don't know who will be blessed to pick this flower in the future..."

"I hope she won't encounter danger in the last two games, otherwise I don't know how many men will sigh..."

"True. I really don't know. I haven't heard that he is a royal relative, Prince An's precious daughter, and he is a good sister in his childhood, and now he is studying in Yueyang Academy..."

"Tsk tsk, such a deep background!?"

"It should be a illegitimate child, otherwise I wouldn't have heard of it..."

"No matter whether he is a concubine or not, the royal blood flows in his body. Didn't he see Prince An sitting on the rostrum? He would watch his daughter be beaten to death? You look up at the sky again. The emperor's immortal chariot is sitting there. Moreover, Princess Huashao is most likely in the immortal chariot, and she will watch her good sister die..."

"That's right, let alone killing her, or winning her, I guess there will be no good ending!"

...

Wang Xiaoqiang listened to the crowds of discussions in the audience, and his eyes turned to An Miaoyi. His thoughts flashed, Damn, this beauty is called An Miaoyi, and she is the daughter of Prince An. Then I teased her yesterday, so she wouldn’t complain to her father, right?!

Just as Wang Xiaoqiang stared at An Miaoyi with anxiety, An Miaoyi felt Wang Xiaoqiang's gaze. An Miaoyi naturally had no good impression of this young man who dared to tease her openly. She glared at Wang Xiaoqiang fiercely and spit out two words "Sexy goods!"

Wang Xiaoqiang quickly turned his gaze. But when he turned his head, he stared at Leng Qingqiu just right. Leng Qingqiu was staring at Wang Xiaoqiang with contempt. Seeing that Wang Xiaoqiang's gaze turned to himself again, he immediately took a fierce look at Wang Xiaoqiang.

Wang Xiaoqiang quickly turned his face straight, looked ahead awkwardly, took a deep breath, and made a look of hypocrisy.

...

The square is mid-air.

In the Immortal Chariot of the Emperor.

Princess Huashao looked at Wang Xiaoqiang below from afar and said to Huang Ce, "Father, this Wang Xiaoqiang is really terrifying. I heard Miaoyi say that he actually teased Miaoyi yesterday..."

"Uh, is that right?!" Huang Ce's face darkened and he said in surprise.

"That's how it is. Father."

"I'm really bold!" Huang Ce said angrily, "Hua Shao, tell me, how to deal with this Wang Xiaoqiang?"

"Father, why do you want to deal with him? If you deal with him, there will be no good show. The armor-winning conference will be full of good shows on this dark horse... Let's deal with him when the conference is over!"

Princess Huashao is very interested and authentic.

"Okay, I will listen to you for my father. I will deal with him when the conference ends." Huang Ce said.

"The so-called "unknowing" is not guilty. Wang Xiaoqiang must have no idea of ​​Miaoyi's identity as a princess. Seeing that she is beautiful again, she wants to talk to her, which is reasonable. If you deal with him, it would be a crime. Besides, dealing with an outstanding player at the Armor-taking Conference will inevitably attract widespread attention. It would be a bad idea to cause criticism at that time." Lian Ji said.

"Well, what Lian Ji said makes sense. This Wang Xiaoqiang really cannot be killed." Huang Ce said solemnly.

In fact, he had no intention of killing Wang Xiaoqiang, and he was just bluffing his face, because he had already seen Wang Xiaoqiang's extraordinaryness and had great hope of advancing to the top four and becoming the youngest top four player in the history of the Armies Conference. This not only can create momentum for the Armies Conference, but also a young talent like Wang Xiaoqiang with a profound cultivation is the object he wants to win over. How could he bear to kill it?

Seeing that Huang Ce did not kill Wang Xiaoqiang, Princess Huashao looked very embarrassed. She rolled her eyes and pouted with her pink mouth, and stopped talking.

...

The square below.

The official deacon organized a draw of eight contestants.

In the semi-finals, eight participants will compete in pairs, the winner will advance to the semi-finals, and the loser will retreat.

Wang Xiaoqiang and seven others finished drawing the lottery before taking action. In the end, he drew the lottery No. 4.

The person who drew the No. 3 draw was a man in his forties, with the fourth-level body of an immortal, named Hu Hanjiang.

He can achieve the fourth level of Immortal Lord's cultivation in his forties, and is also considered a genius.

However, it is a bit ironic that among the eight people, Hu Hanjiang is the oldest and has the lowest cultivation level, so he has nothing to be proud of. In fact, Hu Hanjiang is also quite cautious and always low-key. However, when he saw that his opponent was Wang Xiaoqiang from the sixth stage of the True Fairyland, he immediately showed a look of contempt and playfulness, and picked Wang Xiaoqiang's chin with contempt "Boy, you have drawn number four, four, die, you are just waiting to die, haha..."

Hu Hanjiang used the homonym of "Four" and "Death" to mock Wang Xiaoqiang. He did not take Wang Xiaoqiang seriously at all, because he felt that Wang Xiaoqiang's cultivation level in the sixth stage of the true fairyland was even if there were some magical techniques in his body?

Could it be that he can defeat the powerful man with the fourth level of immortality?

Furthermore, Wang Xiaoqiang drew an empty draw yesterday, and he was lucky enough to enter today's semi-finals and advance to the semi-finals. This was like a person without real skills walking through the back door.

Wang Xiaoqiang got the free lottery yesterday and was deeply jealous of everyone. Now he was ridiculed by Hu Hanjiang, and everyone stared at Wang Xiaoqiang with a sarcastic look on his face. He felt that he might be tortured by Hu Hanjiang.

Wang Xiaoqiang stared at Hu Hanjiang and sneered, "Don't say too early, who will die? I hope you don't beg me for mercy then!" (To be continued...)
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