Bab 4200: Relaunching the Ranking Tournament

After gesturing for half a day, Ling Han and the little azure dragon finally didn't make the same gesture.

"No, two wins in three rounds!" the little azure dragon said shamelessly.

"I'll satisfy you."

After a while.

"Three wins in five rounds."

…

"Four wins in seven rounds!"

…

The little azure dragon lost more and more, and the upper limit of the "duels" was also continuously increasing. Meanwhile, the expressions of Yunshu Bodhisattva and the others were also getting uglier and uglier, as if they had all become as black as pots.

"Enough!" The Black Cloud Bodhisattva stood up abruptly, "Buddha Son is the second son of the Three Milk Tea Brothers, and he is bestowed the name Shi Xinming."

Shua, the three Bodhisattvas left at the same time, truly exploding with fury.

The spectators also threw out things like apple cores from their hands. Was this the ugliest battle in history?