In one minute, the comment below this Weibo exploded directly.

"As a cute new person who just paid attention to Ling Xiao, I should have been silent, but now I am shaking with anger!"

"Wow! This person is a real mess! Is this shameless enough?"

"This Weibo made me cry out loud!"

"My heart was violently hit and I was dying, but I think I can save it again."

"..."

Compared with the new fans, the old fans are overwhelmed with joy and have started to educate the new fans.

Then... Then they didn't hold back, and finally clicked in.

In the end, a crowd of fans, old and new, commented wildly in the collective riot.

After Ling Xiao watched for a while, he finally put the phone away and watched the game.

During this period, many contestants came up to greet him.

But the war intent in their eyes has fully exposed their intentions.

"Don't you just want to step on me? Low, who can't even make hot spots, will I be afraid of you?" Ling Xiao couldn't help but hehe.

Two days later, 220 entered 110 games, all of which have been completed.

Su Yao and Liu Ruoyan were eliminated, but the two of them are open-minded and feel that they are already here.

Then they told Ling Xiao, hoping that he could win the championship, they got up and went back to Quan Province.

Time slowly passed, and soon it was Ling Xiao's turn.

This time against Ling Xiao, he was a fourth-province runner-up in the qualifier, and he was still a traditional province.

This gold content is much stronger than Gao Junlai.

"Ling Xiao, your combat effectiveness is indeed very strong, but I am not weaker than you, even better than you.

You are the seventh-order of the fate of soul, but I have the eighth-order of fate of soul! Even Tier 9 has faintly reached the threshold, and your champion dream is about to shatter! "The man said coldly.

When Ling Xiao heard this, he smiled and said, "Gao Jun can't beat me, and you are the same!"

"You go crazy, the realm gap can't be made up casually!" The voice of that person was extremely cold.

Ling Xiao smiled faintly: "Does it depend on you? I will give you ten chances. If you can touch me, then I will lose!"

"You said this! I hope you don't regret it!" the man said immediately.

Ling Xiao replied: "A word is a deal!"

The audience at the scene were all startled when they heard the words. How much did Ling Xiao say this?

"It's true that Ling Xiao is very strong, but he is facing an eighth-order martial artist of Fate Soul!"

"Ling Xiao will definitely lose in this game, so we should be prepared to watch the remaining two games."

"Ling Xiao is not ill? He said this!"

"Haha...it's so swollen after winning a game, if you let him win again, what's the deal?!"

"..."

Zhou Yuting listened to the discussion from the ordinary audience below, the Fenquan had already been squeezed tightly.

Had it not been for her strict family education, she would have been like the other second generations, and let the bodyguards go down and teach those people who talk coldly!

"Brother Ling Xiao, you must win quickly!

As long as you advance to the top 55, then I can come to the ring to cheer you on! "Zhou Yuting looked at Ling Xiao above the ring with affection.

Bang!

After the gun shot at the start of the game, the player standing opposite Ling Xiao immediately flashed his figure and sent a palm to Ling Xiao from the air!

"Get off for me!" He shouted violently, and rushed away afterwards.

Ling Xiao smiled indifferently and used Taxue Wuhen to escape the fierce offensive of the opponent unharmed.

"Two moves!" Ling Xiao said lightly.