Daddy's God Restaurant

Chapter 603: The Holy Son Shocks the World!

"The competition system of the final round must be clear to all of you. For the first draw, [-] will be selected as [-], and in the second draw, [-] will be selected as [-]."

"The top five have their own competition rules, which will be announced later."

The man in white robe explained: "You guys, do you understand?!"

Many players nodded repeatedly.

"Ah."

The man in white robe casually threw out twenty cards from the sleeve of his robe.

There are twenty cards, ten of which are cold blue black pattern cards.

Ten cards exude fiery red black patterns.

"One per person."

After he spoke, he waved the twenty cards in front of him.

Shengzi and others, with sharp eyesight and quick hands, quickly grabbed a card and got it.

This mechanism of drawing cards to match opponents naturally feels extremely fair in the eyes of ordinary Sanctuary audiences.

However, in the eyes of the saints present, it was completely different.

This white-robed man is a Xuyu-level powerhouse who cultivates a special Dao.

When the cards are played, the rules are implied, and the cards are played, which has already decided who will fight with whom.

This is also the method used to ensure that the four great secret realms and the Holy Son and Saint Daughter will advance to the final round of the previous Tianjiao Battle!

Before the final battle, the five parties will not match each other.

"Hmph, I matched Lin Xiaoxiao, but apart from these five parties, the strongest one just happened to test her true strength."

The white-robed man sneered in his heart, obviously very confident in his poker skills.

"Okay, now, show the cards in your hands!"

He said confidently.

"Uh-huh……"

He looked over one by one, his fingers fluttered, and recorded the information on the battle list in the sky.

"Uh-huh?!"

His eyes shrank, but when he saw the numbers on the card that Little Lolita showed him, a bad premonition welled up in his heart.

"how is this possible?!"

He rubbed his eyes, looked at the number again, and gave a wry smile in complete bewilderment: "Contestant Lin Xiaoxiao, against Xia Houjie."

Among the contestants, a thin young man turned pale and his eyes dimmed.

He was Xia Houjie. In the first round, he was No.20 to enter the Xuanyang Tower. It can be said that it was pure luck. Among the 20 people, he was the one with the lowest strength.

"Why is my luck so bad, I actually directly met the first place in the first round."

Xia Houjie declined before fighting, and felt endless pressure.

However, in comparison, the white-robed man was the most unbelievable person on the field: "I miscalculated!? Impossible..."

At this moment, he almost doubted his way of cultivation.

Even a little girl at the galaxy level can't fully calculate?
This doubt almost became a blemish in his Dao heart, making it difficult for him to truly enter the realm of a saint in this life.

These saints were also a little surprised.

In the dad's restaurant, Lin Yi also smiled lightly, the aura of luck on his precious daughter's head was once the personal magic weapon of the goddess of luck, and it has the power to usurp the sky and change the fate.

How can a small Xuyu rank be able to calculate! ?

"The strongest opponent that was originally arranged for her..."

The white-robed man was sweating coldly, his gaze moved slowly.

"Son……"

He felt a tightness in his chest and almost spit out a mouthful of blood. He turned around and cast an explaining look at Saint Xuanyang.

Saint Xuanyang smiled lightly and waved his hand indifferently.

Even he couldn't see through the mysterious power lingering on Lin Xiaoxiao's body, so it was reasonable for the man in white robe to miss.

As long as it doesn't affect it, and both the descendants of the four major secret realms and the Holy Son enter the top five, that's fine.

"call……"

Seeing that Saint Xuanyang was not really angry, the white-robed man let out a breath of relief.

"The first game, officially started!"

At this moment, the atmosphere in the entire Ming Sanctuary was elevated.The much-anticipated battle of Tianjiao is over, and at this moment, it begins!

The first match is Shengzi, who will face off against the strongest outside the six favorites to win the championship.

"My name is Qingyan, please teach me, Holy Son."

In Qingyan's eyes, there was a flash of fanaticism. Because of his high talent since childhood, he has developed a self-confidence that the king of heaven and I will not accept.

He participated in the battle of Tianjiao, and his goal was to be the champion!

"Little Holy Son, since I met you in the first round, it must be God's will! I, Qingyan, want to take this opportunity to become famous in the entire Ming Sanctuary!!! Defeat Sheng..."

This idea has not fully arisen.

An extreme panic filled his heart! ! !
"Disappeared!? How is it possible!?"

In Qingyan's eyes, the figure of the Holy Son disappeared immediately!

"Impossible! I am dignified..."

Before the thought crossed his mind, he felt an extreme blow to the back of his neck!
In an instant, his consciousness went dark...

"..."

Silence, long silence.

After a long time, all the spectators watching the game in the Ming Sanctuary began to shout.

Very exciting!

Spike!

too strong!
It is simply unbelievably strong!

Is this really just the speed and strength of a teenager under the age of 20? ?
"Is it also at the black hole level?"

In Daddy's restaurant, Lin Yi raised his eyebrows: "That's fine, otherwise, for Xiaoxiao, this game would be too boring."

"Hiss... the black hole step!? The black hole step!?"

This news fell to the ears of ordinary Sanctuary people, but it was like a depth charge, which made them unbelievable.

In the history of the entire Ming Sanctuary, it has never appeared once!
Even the sage of Xuanyang was over a hundred years old when he achieved the Black Hole level! ! !

"genius!"

"The future saint..."

This kind of vocabulary is filled with the entire network in an instant.

Those small voices that might win the championship were suppressed in an instant.

At this moment, except for a few people in Daddy's restaurant.

In the entire Ming Sanctuary, there are very few people who still think that Lin Xiaoxiao can win the championship...

"Just entering the black hole stage, you can achieve this step. The potential is indeed limitless. If you cultivate it well, you will definitely become a saint in the future."

A kind of holy king is smiling and congratulating.

Even they have never seen the black hole level before the age of 20!
However, the way to become a saint does not depend entirely on talent, but on state of mind and Taoism.

In history, most of the holy sons and saints who once shined for a while, until they died, they were nothing but the ultimate emptiness, and they couldn't even take the step of quasi-sage...

No matter how outstanding the talent is, there is no such thing as a heart for Taoism.

In the end, it can only be lost to everyone.

Become a speck of dust in the long river of time.

Because Shengzi's performance was too dazzling, the remaining few games did not attract anyone's attention.

Including the standard, they are already comparable to the outstanding performances of the previous Saint Son's juniors in the Great Secret Realm.

All failed to cause waves.

Compared with this holy son who reached the black hole level before the age of 20, they are too bleak...

Only this last match raised some expectations in people's hearts. After all, this was the super dark horse that stepped on the Son of God and won the first round of championships——

Lin Xiaoxiao!
(End of this chapter)