Chapter three hundred and eighty first strange attributes
"I give in."
The sound was not loud, but it was enough to spread to everyone's ears, making everyone stunned and stunned for a moment.
But soon, someone reacted and immediately shouted in disbelief: "Damn! I waited for a long time and got this one? Are you wrong?!"
When someone starts, complaining suddenly sounds.
"I'm going to admit defeat? Is it okay to have a fight yet?"
"This must be teasing me! My eyes are sore, my neck is sore, you just admit defeat?"
There was a quarrel around the ring, and complaints filled my ears.
Even the referee Di Yuanzi didn't react and stared at the sky blankly, but was stunned.
Jiang Han was also dumbfounded, and never expected to admit defeat.
"What's going on?" Yan Yumo said in a daze.
"Can't it be... I suddenly got my brain twitched..." Ye Tianming said hesitantly.
Jiang Han frowned, his heart froze, but he understood a little.
"He doesn't want to expose too much strength." Jiang Han's eyes shot out and he chuckled, "Because no matter what, he can get a quota in the new round of screening!"
At this moment, Yan Xingyu also looked shocked on her pretty face, and her huge aura stagnated, and she suddenly felt a sense of depression in her chest.
"You... admit defeat?" She looked at Bei Mingyu blankly, her pretty face full of disbelief.
In fact, her previous opponents also gave in, but that only made her take for granted.
But now it's different!
Bei Mingyu obviously has the ability to compete with her. He was still gathering momentum just now, but this sudden admittance... made her feel a huge gap in her heart, which was a little unacceptable.
However, Bei Mingyu did not answer.
His face was still indifferent, and his eyes became silent again. It seemed that the three words "I admit defeat" were not what he said.
The black knife disappeared from his hand. He raised his eyes and looked at Yan Xingyu, untied the ribbon wrapped around his arm, and threw it away casually.
Then, he turned around and left the ring.
The rolling flames on Yan Xingyu's body disappeared. She reached out to catch the falling ribbon and stared at Bei Mingyu's back in a daze. A trace of brightness flashed in her beautiful eyes.
At this time, Di Yuanzi also recovered from his spirits, his eyes were quite strange, but he still fulfilled his duties.
At first, he thought Yan Xingyu would win. Although some changes occurred in the middle, Yan Xingyu won in the end... Although he was a little confused.
"No. 9. Yan Xingyu won!"
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At this moment, in a Baiyun Hall, Old Yun, Yao Chi and others sat opposite each other, with strange eyes.
"Old Yun, can you tell Bei Mingyu's physique?" The person who spoke was Yao Chi. He frowned and knocked on the table one by one.
Old Yun looked strange and shook his head and said, "I can't tell. The powerful Martial Saint took action and blocked everything."
On the side, there was a star map in Yi Xingchen's eyes, and he said slowly: "His hair is very strange..."
At the same time, similar conversations occurred among the elders of various major forces, and everyone was very interested in Bei Mingyu.
The cultivation of martial soul has the strength of the peak martial king... Jiang Han also had this before. However, there was a huge gap between the opponents of the two!
Yan Xingyu is more than one step better than Yan Yiyi!
In the eyes of the strong men, Bei Mingyu has become the undoubtedly number one dark horse and replaced Jiang Han's position.
In fact, the elders and disciples of Netherworld Prison were very confused because they had never noticed Bei Mingyu before. In Netherworld Prison, he was a guy with little reputation.
Unexpectedly, he would suddenly burst out with such powerful strength, which surprised everyone in the Netherworld Prison!
The elders of the Netherworld Prison talked to each other and after a discussion, the final conclusion was: Bei Mingyu was not the disciple of any elder!
This shocked them, and some even suspected that Bei Mingyu was not a disciple of the Netherworld Prison.
But this idea was dispelled in an instant, and it was impossible!
Even if they are kept in the dark, is the same as the Prisoner?
The answer is naturally no!
Then, they had a new guess and were recognized by most people.
Bei Mingyu is the disciple of the Prison Lord!
Only this explanation can explain why Bei Mingyu is talented and powerful, but is not known to the elders!
This made many people look strange.
What does Prison Master mean? It is clear that Ming You has already decided to be the Holy Son, and he has the greatest possibility to inherit the position of Prison Master in the future. How could he cultivate such an excellent disciple?
Is it because I am dissatisfied with Mingyou?
Of course, these are just speculations. In any case, Mingyou's talent is unquestionable, and he is still the Holy Son!
What's more, Mingyou has already penetrated into the hearts of disciples of the Nether Prison. If the Prison Lord really wants to establish a saint son, it will be difficult to convince the public.
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"If this Bei Mingyu is an enemy, he should be a great enemy!"
Jiang Hanli was still thinking in his heart.
It is so terrible that you can say the three words "I admit defeat" in front of so many people, but your expression has not changed at all, and there is no emotional fluctuation!
The face may not change, but the eyes will not deceive people.
However, from beginning to end, Bei Mingyu's eyes were like dead pool water, without any turbulence!
If it weren't for his lack of emotions, then it was that he could perfectly control his own emotions without showing any slightest.
Jiang Han believed that he would never be able to do this!
Jiang Han doesn't want such a person to become his own enemy. Once he becomes an enemy, he will be killed and must not be kept!
"Are you thinking about Bei Mingyu?" Yan Yumo looked at Jiang Han's frowning tightly and asked softly.
"Yeah." Jiang Han nodded and sighed, "I have a feeling that Yan Xingyu is not his opponent!"
Yan Yumo frowned and then stretched out, saying, "I have a similar feeling. Bei Mingyu is too quiet. It is hard for me to imagine how strong he would be if he completely exploded." She paused slightly, "If possible, I hope he will not become our enemy."
"Hope." Jiang Han shook his head and smiled.
He was not afraid of Bei Mingyu. Although he was unwilling to let him become his enemy, if he was really an enemy of him, Jiang Han would not be afraid at all!
Because Jiang Han has the confidence and pays some price to kill him!
"Well..." Yan Yumo was silent for a moment and suddenly said, "I seem to be able to feel the attribute characteristics of Bei Mingyu's black fog."
"Oh?" Jiang Han was stunned at first, and then said happily, "What is it?"
Yan Yumo pondered for a few seconds, thought about his words, and then he said slowly: "The very strange attribute is not dark, but it is a bit similar." A strange look flashed in her eyes, "and it seems to have something to do with the ice attribute."
Jiang Han's eyes were surprised, "Is it a dual attribute?"
"No." Yan Yumo frowned slightly, "It is a strange attribute, but it has characteristics similar to darkness and ice. I can't explain it clearly, it should be an unknown attribute."
Jiang Han was stunned for a moment, unable to understand.
It also has characteristics similar to dark and ice attributes, but it is not any of them. Does Tianwu Continent have some special attributes?
Thinking in his mind, Jiang Han had already made up his mind and wanted to find time to ask Mr. Yun.
"I once heard my master talk to himself and mentioned similar things, saying what attributes will the descendants of dark attribute constitution and light attribute constitution have... "Yan Yumo's face turned slightly red and she whispered, "I heard from him that it seems that there will be mutations. There is a very small possibility that the descendants will have a constitution that has two attributes at the same time..."
"Your Master?" Jiang Han was stunned, "Elder Zixue?"
"No." Yan Yumo shook his head, "It's another..."
Jiang Han raised his eyebrows and said, "Isn't Yan Yumo the other master the killer emperor?"
Suddenly he thought of something and immediately snorted: "What are the descendants of the Heguang attribute constitution?! Even if there is, it should be Heiciao attribute!"
"You're going to die!" Yan Yumo blushed and gently punched Jiang Han.
"Yu Mo, it turns out that you want me to die...ah! My heart hurts so much..." Jiang Han covered his chest with an expression of pain.
Yan Yumo Qiao's face was covered with blush, and she glared at Jiang Han in shame and anger, "Then it hurts you so much!"
Jiang Han looked miserable and slowly fell down, covering his chest, "I'm dead, don't miss me."
Of course, the direction of falling was aimed at Yan Yumo...
Yan Yumo blushed, looking at Jiang Han who was half leaning against her chest, she was either pushing away or not pushing him, and she became at a loss for a moment.
"Well, it's so soft..." Jiang Han looked enjoyable at this moment, and even moved his head, choosing a more comfortable position.
"You... get up quickly, many people are watching!" Yan Yumo whispered. Indeed, many people looked over with strange eyes, which made her face even more red and she was almost bleeding.
Jiang Han stopped when he saw it was good. He knew that Yan Yumo was thin-skinned, so he would be really angry if he was too much.
He moved his head away with some reluctance, slowly stood up straight, his eyes swept across the people around him, and rolled his eyes.
"What are you looking at? Have you never seen love show?" He hummed in a low voice.
Of course, this sound was extremely low, only he and Yan Yumo could hear it.
Yan Yumo quietly stretched out his hand and twisted it hard around his waist. It was not until Jiang Han showed a grinning expression that he let go of his hand.
"If you do this again in the future, I will twist your flesh off!" Yan Yumo threatened in a low voice.
"Beating is kissing or scolding or love. If you are willing to express your love for me in this way, I don't mind..." Jiang Han smiled softly.
Looking at Jiang Han's proud expression, Yan Yumo suddenly became angry.
Although I have become accustomed to Jiang Han’s shameless way of saying it, I can’t help but feel so angry that I can’t help but feel itchy.
"Oh, is that true?" Yan Yumo looked at Jiang Han's crotch with a faint blush on his face and said, "Then in order to express my deep love for you, I will cut you down next time..." (To be continued, please search for Astronomy, the novel is better and faster!
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