Spencer could not understand at all. Is that what the Goddess of Luck can do just now? This is too exaggerated!

He originally thought that Zhang Xuansheng's words and Dharma followers were similar to the saint's great prophecy, but now he hasn't compared them directly, so he feels completely different.

He could feel the other party's casualness, not even any detailed deduction, but just spoke at will, achieving this terrifying effect.

Thinking of this, he felt it was necessary to further observe Zhang Xuansheng's strength, and it would be best to let him fight with His Highness the Saint again, so that he could "enhance his feelings" in the future.

"Haha, Elder Jun is polite. The number one genius in Guida. Didn't this just take action? The young people in Guida are still very strong."

Spencer said politely.

"My nephew Xuansheng is indeed the strongest young man I know from ancient times to the present, but it is still a shortcoming to the eleventh level of the Holy Maiden who is young and has reached the eleventh level of the Kingdom of Guishen."

Jun Wangqing said modestly, although he said that Zhang Xuansheng still lacked something, his complacent smile could not be concealed.

"His Highness the Saint is the strongest existence in the younger generation of my God Kingdom, and that Zhang Xuansheng is also the number one genius in the Guizhou Continent. It is better to compete, it is the most intuitive."

Spencer suggested that he believed that the other party would not refuse, because no matter whoever wrote or wins the book, it would have little impact.

People from both continents have known each other's strength, and will not underestimate each other, and will respect each other.

If His Highness the Saint and Zhang Xuansheng compete, it would feel like a pure etiquette exhibition match at this time.

"If my nephew Xuansheng is willing, it's impossible."

Jun Wangqing also understood the key, but he didn't respond at all, because he had guessed that the other party was probably not interested in this kind of thing when he saw that Xuansheng's nephew had not come.

Although he is an elder, Zhang Xuansheng is also a strong man at the top of the Jiuxiao Continent. It is not enough to fight him, so he must give respect to the other party. This kind of thing must be approved by Zhang Xuansheng.

Thinking of this, the two of them sent messages to Joan of Arc and Zhang Xuansheng on the field at the same time.

However, the transmission of the two men was like a rock sinking into the sea, and neither of them received a response immediately.

Because of the two "targets", they were both a little stunned at this time.

Zhang Xuansheng was thinking about how many people he had traveled through time, and was worried that some strange things in the SCP would also come.

Joan of Arc looked at Zhang Xuansheng's face, his eyes revealing a sense of nostalgia, obsession, and intoxication. Archbishop Spencer naturally didn't hear the transmission of Archbishop Spencer.

She just wanted to watch it for a while now, and she was also very satisfied with Zhang Xuansheng's reaction. The other party was also a little stunned. It seemed that the other party not only remembered himself, but also his abilities were useful.

Hum, it seems that the comparison experiment was done before, and this guy's "calmness" was all pretended. Now that there is no surveillance by researchers, the truth will be revealed!

Fortunately, the other party is as clever as he is. He wrote in the investigation report that he was not affected by the other party's abilities, so that he could have subsequent comparison experiments and meet more times.

Thinking of this, Zhang Xuansheng has been thinking about me.

A feeling of indescribable feeling suddenly arose in her heart.

On the other side, Ye Pianfeng stretched out his finger and poked Zhang Xuansheng's waist, which made Zhang Xuansheng shudder and come back to his senses.

"Senior Brother Xuansheng, are you fascinated by it just now?"

Lingmo Snow Road.

Liu Hongfeng looked at Joan of Arc and then looked at himself, thinking that he lost.

Zhang Xuansheng was very depressed, and he was thinking about where he thought of this.

He just met an old friend in a foreign land, and he felt a little moved for a moment.

He didn't know what Joan of Arc's psychological activities were like on the other side, but he was definitely not fascinated by the other party's appearance just now.

He even realized that he hadn't recognized Joan of Arc directly at the beginning, and the more he looked at him, he felt more familiar with him as he spoke.

As for why he didn't recognize the other person as soon as possible, um... I feel ashamed to say that I didn't recognize him when I put on my clothes.

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It’s not his fault. After all, the other party was unable to wear clothes in his previous life. Fortunately, he passed the gun pressing technique every time. Thinking about comparative experiments, he couldn’t do anything with the layer of glass, so he calmed down.

He believes that the majority of male compatriots in previous lives can understand this kind of situation. You recognize certain teachers with very accurate status, but in reality, you may not recognize them if you wear clothes. This is the same reason.

After all, in your impression, the other party has never worn clothes...

When filling in the experimental information on the report, he was not a lie. He was not fascinated at all. He felt that he had just had a normal physiological reaction and was so greedy for the other person's body.

And afterwards, the other party should not be affected by himself, right?

It seems that people with high looks are indeed resistant to this aspect. Alas, the foundation is so boring. What's the point of doing this kind of experiment?

I can only watch it myself, but I dare not move it. I have to be frightened every time I go out of the safe house.

"No, I just remembered something else."

Zhang Xuansheng replied, he couldn't say that he had met his fellow villager. It would be even worse to say that this saint looks very similar to one of my acquaintances, and it would be even worse if he looked familiar.

Zhang Xuansheng felt a few doubtful gazes on him, but he couldn't give a better explanation.

"Amitabha." Huiming chanted the Buddha's name in his heart again, and then said to Zhang Xuansheng: "Zhengsheng Zhenren, Elder Jun just said that he wanted you to have a new competition with the other party and ask if you agree."

Zhang Xuansheng looked at Senior Jun, nodded, and expressed his agreement. Since he had come and he had also inserted the game, and then he didn't listen to the arrangements, it was a bit too shameful.

"What's her way?"

Zhang Xuansheng asked cautiously.

The other party is also from SCP. He thinks he can't be too arrogant and has never learned about the information on Xianwang before, so it's better to ask.

"You are a bit similar to Senior Brother Xuansheng, but it's a bit worse."

Ling Moxue summed up ingeniously.

Zhang Xuansheng understood, simply put, Joan of Arc should not be able to beat him.

After the others left the court, only Joan of Arc and Zhang Xuansheng were left in the court. All the audience was excited to wait for a new match, and the gifts from major live broadcast rooms were crazy.

Zhang Xuansheng was ready to take action, but for some reason, why did he feel like Joan of Arc on the opposite side was in a daze?

"I said that the holy land here does not exist, and all things can attack it."

Although he didn't understand it very much, Zhang Xuansheng was the first to start his mouth.

It's still the same sentence. If Zhang Xuansheng knew what Ling Moxue said before, he would never fight with others in this way!

He just saw Joan of Arc looking like a charlatan before, so he wanted to use this method to "fight" in the field that the other party is good at. Only by winning in this way can the Jiuxiao Continent have a face, right?
Chapter completed!