According to the regulations, after the winning streak reaches a certain level and can be maintained for a certain period of time, you can have the right to abstain. Those who abstain will be automatically recorded as losers, while those who win can also return home with a lot of achievements.
If you think about it carefully, this rule was actually added later by Keqi Khan at the suggestion of Queen Mingjing. But it would be inappropriate to talk about canceling the rules now. People with discerning eyes will see that he is targeting Yulong.
Therefore, in short, there are many opportunities to abstain now, and Keqihan is going to waste these opportunities for Yulong to abstain first. This is very important, because if he does not do this first, he cannot force Yulong into a dead corner. .
He doesn't know exactly how many opportunities Yulong has to give up, but it doesn't matter. Anyway, the schedule will become tighter and tighter, and the opponents he has
Before this battle of disparity in strength was about to begin, everyone in the audience was shouting crazily. What they wanted to see was a hearty killing. Obviously, as the protagonist, the fat black man had full confidence. Yes, the ferocious smile on his face said it all.However, Yulong himself looked extremely calm. No matter how he thought about this battle, he would definitely die, but he did not have any panic or unwillingness. Just like before, he slowly lowered his center and tightened the dagger in his hand.When Fatty Hei saw this scene, he laughed arrogantly and didn't even take Yulong, who was preparing for the battle with all his strength, in his eyes. The moment the gongs and drums sounded, Fatty Hei rushed towards Yulong like a giant beast in the forest.I saw that the moment Yulong rushed forward, he turned his head and looked up at the observation deck in the center of the auditorium, showing a shallow smile. Maybe he was saying his final
I watched Queen Mingjing change little by little after the death of Yu Long, until she finally realized the great unification, laughing loudly, I couldn't help but feel a little bit of sadness in my heart. At this time, Queen Mingjing may have forgotten what she really wants.However, the good times did not last long. After the Mingjing Kingdom achieved great unification under the leadership of Queen Mingjing, natural disaster fell on Queen Mingjing. And she may have vaguely felt that she would not have a good death, so before that, she handed a key to Jiuxun Elk.Ever since the death of Yu Long, Queen Mingjing has been raising Jiuxun Elk in Baiqun Mountain, and even strictly prohibits others from entering Baiqun Mountain. The entire mountain exists to raise Jiuxun Elk.What Queen Mingjing handed to Jiuxun Elk was a key made of gold - this key was a prop to open the mausoleum where Yulong was buried. When Yu Long died, Queen Mingjing was not able to build a mausole
At the end of the corridor, there was a stone door that was about as tall as a person. Because it has been covered by the lake for a long time, the dark green stone door looks smooth and covered with layers of fluffy moss, but a mark can be seen vaguely carved on the stone door.And when I saw the mark clearly, I immediately screamed out in excitement - I had seen this mark in my precognitive dream, and the same mark was painted on the dragon's cloak.When the underground corridor appeared, Jiuxun Elk turned to look at me, and then called out affectionately. I immediately understood and led everyone down together. When we came to the entrance of the stone door at the bottom, the stone door began to tremble and automatically opened in two.What appeared in front of us was a deep, stalactite-like cave that exuded a sea-blue luster in the depths. And just when I looked up at Jiuxun Elk, a gentle and sweet voice sounded in my mind. female voice."The key i
The whip in the man's hand left traces of blood on the young man's body mercilessly. No matter how heartbreakingly the young man cried, the man always had a dark face and remained unwavering. Under this ruthless whipping, the boy's cries became weaker and weaker, and he finally lost consciousness."How can you, a hopeless waste, with such a weakness like you, inherit the position of family patriarch and become a real sky burial master in the future? Situ Hao, you lost to that Zi Yan today - a person who is five years younger than you. Girls.You lost not only the game, but also the respect of the entire Situ family! How could I, Situ Long, have a son like you, a loser! From tonight onwards, keep your mouth shut! Don't come out without my order! "This man named Situ Long seemed to not care about his son's life or death at all. No matter how you looked at it, Situ Hao was now dying, and his life might be in danger if he was not rescued in time.And beca
As the sky gradually dimmed, Situ Hao stood alone in front of the stone slab. In the lonely dark night, there is a thin but very strong figure waving his arms somewhere. He pauses again and again, and strikes suddenly. The slightly bulging muscles seem to be red and swollen. When the five fingers are tightened, they are gradually tightened. When he punched his fist, the muscles suddenly swelled twice.Situ Hao's long hair was fluttering in the dark night. The breeze at the moment was hot, but it could still bring him a little bit of coolness. There is no other reason. Today, the spiritual energy in Situ Hao's body has been completely consumed, leaving a little ice-blue light lingering in his dantian, like a bored elf with nothing to do.The light on it is weak, but if you look closely, it is like the white moon in the night sky, which is suddenly stretched thousands of meters and shrinks into small light spots. Although it is imperceptible, it lasts for a long tim
The set of fragments of the Burial Book that he devoted all his efforts to create can exert its maximum power as long as it possesses the ultimate attribute in the world. Of course, ordinary attributes can also learn this burial technique, but it cannot Exerting the ultimate power is equivalent to a waste.Kuang Long, a senior, spoke mercilessly, and he wrote clearly in the burial technique. If his attributes are not the ultimate ones, then after learning this burial technique, it is best to put it back to its original state. Waiting for the destined person to come and take it.And this is actually the biggest reason why Situ Hao is working hard to study and practice the fragments of the Heaven Burial Scripture, and it is also his motivation.Although he still doesn't know whether the spiritual energy in his body is the Tianshan Ice, but now Situ Hao's body is undergoing some kind of transformation, but his intuition tells him that his own spiritual energy,
Once again, Situ Hao used the fragments of the Book of Burial Scripture clumsily and awkwardly at the beginning, and once again struck out this seemingly simple punch, but it contained infinite terrifying energy.The aura and spirit energy contained in this punch is very rare, but strangely, the power contained in this punch is dozens of times greater.And if you look closely, his body is shaking slightly, but compared to the movements he performed when he was full of energy at the beginning, it is much more stable.The whole person seemed to melt into the wind, and his movements were smooth and smooth, until he got close to the white stone slab and punched out fiercely, "Boom--" After a long-lasting sound, the milky white absorption For the first time, traces of red ripples appeared on the energy slate."This, this is..."Looking at the red ripples appearing on the milky white stone slab, Situ Hao suddenly seemed to feel something cracking in hi
Yesterday, he had discovered that looking at the black sky here was different from looking at the night sky outside. It's very subtle and hard to describe, but once you experience it, you'll know what it feels like.The dark night was a pitch-black night. Situ Hao's eyes were as cold and calm as a bird of prey, staring at the dark night, but he seemed to be able to see that the dark night had turned into pieces of water, flowing.Sometimes, it turned into a taciturn old man. The night would not have its own form, but Situ Hao had this feeling. It was murmuring, as if it was accusing, and it seemed to be a solemn prayer."Ever-changing."Situ Hao sat cross-legged at an angle between the hillside and the grass. He will neither fall nor need to raise his head to see the sky.He raised his head slightly and opened his eyes. In front of him was a dark old man who was whispering.After Situ Hao opened his eyes, he said this softly, and his eyes s