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After Baiyi Diming finished speaking, he still stood there lightly, but the literati of Ancient Cang Kingdom had already knelt down and sat down.
This didn't even have a competition, just a simple sentence, and the situation was stabilized. This is simply crushing.
"The imperial teacher is really powerful" The seventh prince was also trembling, this is really not a level contest.
A person who has the destiny to observe the fate and knows the number of fate, the original luck is unimaginable, and he is also the teacher of one emperor, even if you have tens of millions of people, so what.
?One person knows the destiny, and one person controls the ten kingdoms.
Baiyi Diming smiled, he hadn't started reciting poems or odes yet, it was just a few words, and the literati in the Ancient Cang Kingdom couldn't even move at this moment, obviously they didn't even have the qualifications for comparison.
"What should I do?" Zimei's queen was shocked. She knew that the emperor's destiny was very strong, but why was it so strong.
It is very unusual for a literati to mobilize his luck, mobilize his country's luck, and be able to overwhelm a martial artist. Such a terrifying existence is very unusual.
"This person is definitely a big shot in the empire, and she represents the luck of the empire." Xiao Wuhen understood at this time.
It's no wonder that a few simple words can drive the country's fortunes, and the power is even astonishing.
Many people also gradually understood that the other party was obviously cheating, but there was no evidence to say that he cheated. This person's ordinary appearance may also be the hidden master of the Anning people in the empire?
"Is there anyone else?" Chen Jin's face also changed, he had to use his profound energy to resist, and then said something.
The audience was silent, unimaginably quiet. Is this the rhythm of admitting defeat?
This naturally cannot be blamed on the literati of the Ancient Cang Kingdom, because most of them are unable to move now, and their natural profound energy is limited, how can they resist such luck.
"You don't need to fight to lose" This is the only feeling in the hearts of the people of Ancient Cang Kingdom under the sky, and their tears welled up.
Gu Cang's national destiny also began to shrink back at this time, as if surrounded by people, unable to stretch.
"Admit defeat." This was Bai Yi Mingxiang's next sentence, this time it was three words, but these three words were still full of luck, which was obviously his own.
No one dares to go up, no one can go up.
"Countdown." There was a smile on King Fu's face. Although the last assassination was fruitless, this time it was comforting.
As long as Queen Zimei gets married and kills City Master Nantian Shao this time, the obstacles in the future will be much smaller!
The wind is blowing, the wind is blowing, the water is cold, this is what Xiao Wuhen thinks in his heart now.
In the last battle, all the literati were unable to move, and it seemed that he was the only one who fought.
The fate of the emperor in white embodies such a terrible luck, her ordinary words contain the prestige of a country.
Of course, luck can be resisted by profound energy for martial arts experts, but it is different for literati.
Xiao Wuhen moved, he took a step slowly, his steps were the same as Bai Yi's, light and light, the closer he was, the stronger the pressure of this luck.
"No way? Xiao Wuhen wants to do it by himself? Can he compose poems?"
"So strong! I didn't expect Xiao Wuhen to be so strong! He can get closer step by step"
"He is a master of martial arts, so he can move naturally!" Many people said secretly. But does he really want to do it himself? Isn't that self-defeating?
"It seems that Xiao Wuhen panicked and wanted to make a final struggle, because he is in charge of Wendou. If he loses, he will cut off his limbs" Under the sky, the discussion seemed to explode. The pot is average.
Because in Ancient Cang Kingdom, there are still many people who regard Xiao Wuhen as a hero and their idol.
"If we hadn't met before, I wouldn't believe it. You still have room to struggle! But since you swore to cut off your limbs, now, even I have to show my respect to you!" Bai Yidi Ming smiled, but his eyes were full of admiration.
In the previous court, Xiao Wuhen's luck can compete with the Seventh Prince, and even part of the power of the jade seal on him, which is already unexpected.
"If you admit defeat now, I can also guarantee that you don't have to cut off your arms and legs, but you have to abolish your martial arteries, and be an ordinary person from now on, and then enjoy the rest of your life!" Bai Yidi Ming's smile suddenly faded, and slowly Said.
She appreciates people with good luck, because she is a fortune teller, but unfortunately, the rise of the Ancient Cang Kingdom is probably due to this person, Whether it is or not, if this person is not destroyed, the crisis of the empire will always exist.
"Do you think this is possible?" Xiao Wuhen also smiled, as a soul traveler, his luck has always been good.
Today's literary struggle is poetry and poetry. With the brilliant civilization of the earth, those classic poems will definitely drive the country's fortune. It's really hard to say who is strong and who is weak.
"Then let's compare, I also have expectations." Although the tone of Bai Yidi Ming was very flat, it seemed so arrogant.
Under the sky, the Anningo side is also boiling. Although they don't know who this white-clothed figure is or what his identity is, but if he can represent them in the battle, then he is their person.
All eyes were on Bai Yidi Ming, the light spots in the sky sprinkled on her body faintly, and a layer of golden light fell, this person was like their god.
"Xiao Wuhen, you martial artist, what are you capable of, come down quickly"
"What virtue and ability do you have? You are really hired. Can you compose poetry? Can you bring luck?"
"I changed my mind about you, but you really hurt the hearts of our ancient Cang literati, you won't really admit defeat to the other party" At this time, although many people present couldn't move, they were angry inside stand up.
This Xiao Wuhen really doesn't know the heights of the sky and the earth, does a warrior have to show off like this? If you go up like this, and then come down disheveled, it will be more embarrassing than admitting defeat directly.
Of course, they also thought that Xiao Wuhen made the oath before to gamble and win the hearts of the people. At this time, he would definitely listen to the man in white and start admitting defeat to save his life.
"The last battle!" Xiao Wuhen took a deep breath. Naturally, he didn't care about other people's thoughts, and suddenly waved his arm, feeling as if his luck was flying, and said with a grin: "Anyone who offends me will be punished no matter how far away he is!"
This sentence naturally came from the earth, he just changed it a little bit, but the luck is just as amazing.
The word "glory of the empire" seemed to be smashed by Xiao Wuhen's words, and Gu Cang's luck suddenly entered the sky and the dragon began to roar.
With a bang, no one expected that such a sentence would actually break the fate of the man in white, and everyone seemed to be able to move. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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