Absolutely inspiring!

"I support you, it depends on what they mean."

Shi Yan and Gu Jian Qingshuang also came over at this time.

"Li Tianming, aren't you eager to give it a try?" Shi Yan asked.

"What? You want to recruit me to the Tianshen Sword Sect, but you still look down on me?" Li Tianming raised his head and said.

"That's not what I meant. I just want to say that those who achieve great things will not be influenced by the law. The 'beast' on the other side has dug a trap and is waiting for you, young and energetic, to jump into it foolishly." Shi Yan

road.

"A ferocious beast? In my eyes, it might just be a weakling." Li Tianming smiled.

"Um?"

Shi Yan was a little stunned.

In fact, in her impression, Li Tianming was not such an arrogant person.

On the contrary, she felt that this young man was mellow and always had a clear mind.

Such overwhelming confidence surprised her.

"Are you serious?" Shi Yan asked.

"Well, let me make a bet with you. If I can't win today, I will join your Tianshen Sword Sect." Li Tianming said.

"Okay, come on!"

Shi Yan agreed immediately.

She doesn't believe it anymore, how can she be so crazy?

She and Long Wanying agreed to watch Gu Jian Qingshuang now.

"Headmaster, if I win today's face and morale for Qinghun Palace, can these eighth-level vegetation gods belong to me?"

Li Tianming spoke directly without any concealment.

"What if you lose?" Ye Dongliu asked from the side.

"Did I ask you a question?" Li Tianming stared at him.

Facing this thousand-year-old cultivator, his eyes did not shrink at all.

Directly point the tip of the needle at the wheat awn.

"you!"

Ye Dongliu had never been reviled like this by a junior before, and he was about to explode with anger.

But when he thought that he was a disciple of Tiangong, what could he do?

"Ye Dongliu, the headmaster has decided not to interrupt so much, lest outsiders think you are the headmaster." Li Tianming said calmly.

"Li Tianming!"

Both father and son were furious.

"Okay, stop arguing. Gu Jian Qingshuang, let him go! Li Wushuang is here on the other side. If you lose or don't fight, you won't get the treasure. And the key today is not the treasure, but the other party's invasion to challenge our bottom line.

, trampling on dignity.”

"If you can defeat the opponent, it is more important than anything else. Even if you lose, isn't it normal for Wan Zong's junior to lose to the opponent?"

Shiyan Road.

What she said was quite right.

The strong player won two out of three games, and it was a shame and humiliation to lose. His bottom line was broken by the opponent, he failed to fight back, and his morale dropped.

But the competition among the juniors has little to do with the Qinghun Palace.

Because, Li Tianming and the others represent the Sun Ten Thousand Sect, and the opponent is not the Yunshang Immortal Palace, but the Order Celestial Clan, the son of Emperor Zun!

Even if they lose, it will not affect the morale of Qinghun Palace.

The bottom line is still there, and we can still fight to the death.

They seem to be the same, but there are actually big differences.

Shi Yan was right. It was normal for Wan Zong's disciples to lose to Emperor Zun's son.

All along, to the Green Soul Palace, the significance of these eighth-level vegetation gods lies not only in its preciousness, but also in that it is a treasure in the hinterland of the Green Soul Palace, which is the bottom line!

Even if it is taken today, it may be taken away by the Heavenly Sword Sect later.

"Okay, the win is yours."
Chapter completed!