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Chapter 1464 I¡¯m determined

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    The Samsara Intermediate Court has always been a century-old institution, so the white-haired old man made this inquiry.

    ¡°Um¡­this¡­it¡¯s just been half a year¡­¡±

    Wu Xing had an embarrassed look on his face. In front of the person in front of him, he didn¡¯t have the guts to lie, so he immediately told the truth, although he also knew that telling the truth would be somewhat shocking

    From all aspects, this looks very passive.

    "Half a year?"

    "How can this be!"

    "It only took half a year for a low-level half-saint to reach the six-star sanctuaryVice Dean of Martial Arts, you are not honest at all!"

    The white-haired old man shook his head quickly, obviously not believing it.

    To be honest, it is indeed a bit shocking. Normal people would find it unbelievable. It is completely normal for him to show such an expression.

    "Xuanyuan worship, how dare I lie in front of you, this is really the case."

    Wu Xing smiled bitterly, shrugged helplessly and said, the facts are in front of him, he can't make up a lie.

    The white-haired old man asked for a long time, and finally he could only choose to believe

    Although there is still a sense of shock on the face

    To be honest, I was really shocked!

    "It's incredibleit's incredible! Our human race actually has such a unique genius!"

    "Prepare the Son of God, and it is he!"

    The corners of the white-haired old man's mouth suddenly raised, and he said excitedly.

    "Xuanyuan is enshrined. According to the rules, only the first place in the competition can become the reserve god son. How about you"

    At this moment, Futu Zhan, a middle-aged man in black robe standing aside, suddenly frowned and said, in his opinion, rules are rules and cannot be broken casually, and he has been very unhappy looking at this Qi Tian

    As for where the unhappiness comes from, it is obvious. In his impression, his son Futusu was seriously injured once when he participated in the entrance examination of Samsara Intermediate School, and the person who seriously injured him was Qitian!

    "What? Are you teaching me how to do something?"

    The white-haired old man glanced coldly at Futu Zhan, the deputy head of the Samsara Temple, and said indifferently.

    Futu Zhan¡¯s eye sockets tightened for a while, he subconsciously took a deep breath, and then quickly shook his head.

    "Of courseof course I don't dare"

    "Xuanyuan Chongqing, please don't think too much about me. I'm just just reminding you that everything depends on Xuanyuan Chongqing, and my subordinates will never give up"

    Futu Zhan quickly lowered his head and said respectfully, the gap between the two is not too big, there is no need to compete with each other.

    He is a Holy King, and the Xuanyuan enshrined in front of him is a Holy King. The gap of one level directly separates their status!

    "Hmph! Do your duty well!"

    "Only such a proud man of heaven is qualified to become the preparatory divine son of my reincarnation divine domain, or eventhe divine son!"

    "Short-sighted! Standing still!"

    The white-haired old man glared at Futu Zhan as he spoke, looking very impatient.

    Futu Zhan gave a bitter smile. If someone else had said that to him, he would have been slapped with a big slap in the ear. But in front of the person in front of him, he could only listen quietly.

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    The battle is still going on, and there are endless sounds of fighting on the eleven battlefields.

    On the seventh battlefield, Qi Tian didn¡¯t waste much experience and survived to the end.

    There are 10,000 people on a battlefield, and 99% of the students need to be screened out within three hours, leaving only 100 people

    At this moment, there are more than a thousand people left on the battlefield These are the absolute elites of the major forces!  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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