Although Lin Ye was welcomed by everyone, the applause around him would soon gradually subside.

As the bell rang, the game continued, and the pace of the game was extremely fast.

"I remember that the next game should be Monet's turn!" Lin Ye looked back between words, only to find that Monet, who was still playing the flute and drinking beside him, had come to the middle of the ring at some point.

Monette stood in the middle of the game with his sleeves in his breezes, looking like he didn't care about himself.

The wine gourd in his hand was still with him, and he actually picked it up and drank two sips before the game.

"Why does this man still drink, don't you know that drinking before the game will be very bad for you?

"Don't talk nonsense, the other party is Monet, and the process of last year's tournament was the one who ranked in the rankings!"

"He's this virtue, but his strength really doesn't have to be said!"

Accompanied by the remarks of the people around him, Lin Ye was suddenly curious.

The previous game was really a pity, the big man in the broken realm, as soon as he didn't play his strength on the field, the opponent was already disgusted.

Xiu Lulu's game was over just by turning around, and when he thought of this, Lin Ye must have widened his eyes to take a closer look at what the other party was doing.

Monette said with a calm look: "There is no better wine in the world than this, drunkenness and dreams can make people forget all sorrows!"

The marginal words made everyone a little confused.

I saw that the opponent was a young man who had reached the mid-stage state of the realm of returning to the gods.

A spear in his hand was vigorous under the light, and judging from the rhythm of the appearance, the spear boy was even better.

"This senior, I know that you were at the top of the tournament last year, but I definitely don't think that you are my senior, so I will show mercy!"

The young man spoke very reasonably.

The spear flicked in the air.

Then I saw a murderous aura coming towards me.

"The guy with the spear is at a good level, Negal, I want to say how the hell did this guy Monette get into the top few?"

Lin Ye had a lot of doubts in his heart, and when he waited for the deposit to look again, he found that Monet was not in a hurry or slow, but picked up the flute in his hand.

"Little brother, I'll give you a song of the blue sea tide, if you can listen to it, you are worthy of being my opponent!" Monette took the flute in his hand, and his handsome face suddenly caused many beautiful women to scream.

"Wow, little handsome guy, do you want to have a drink with your sister after the game!"

"It's as powerful and handsome as last year, I don't have to say it!"

"Monette's kung fu is amazing, but you have to watch it well!"

The screams of the beauties covered everything, looking at this group of Lin Ye, speechless.

Monet had already picked up the flute in his hand and gradually played a song, and it was very strange that there was no sound around at all, except that the young man in the middle of the battlefield suddenly fell to one knee.

When Lin Ye looked confused, he suddenly found that the host had run to the ring at some point, grabbed Monet's hand, and announced loudly: "The game is over, Monet wins!"

Lin Ye was even more dumbfounded.

During the whole process, I didn't see how Monet made any moves, let alone any music, and the inexplicable defective opponent had already fainted, and rolled his eyes, which didn't look like a fake.

"This kid is evil enough!" Lin Ye shouted, but when he turned around, he saw that Negal had gone to the arena at some point.

Negal's opponent has a bit of ability.

It is actually the weapon god soul that has a meteor hammer, and it has long been one with the body, and when it comes to the realm, the other party has reached the peak of the realm of returning to the gods.

"Negale's game is very interesting, brother can take his time to observe!" Monette returned to Lin Ye's side.

Needless to say, Lin Ye will also observe carefully, and for several games in a row, he didn't even see a single skin.

In an instant, I saw the other party attacking frantically, and the meteor hammer in his hand continued to swirl in the air, and a huge whirlwind came towards him.

Between the flying sand and stones, Lin Ye only felt that the murderous aura around him was becoming more and more ferocious, and unconsciously reminded: "Negal, you be careful, the other party's realm is higher than yours, use a wandering attack!"

Lin Ye knew that his voice could not reach the other party's ears in the midst of everyone.

But out of brotherly affection, I still be careful to remind you.

"Come on, I'll meet you!" Negal still chose to attack head-on.

As soon as Negal shook his hand, he saw a pair of mist around him, and his soul was strange, but he didn't expect that when he saw it today, there would actually be a fog.

"Demonic spirit!" Negal did not stop at his feet.

Forcefully leaning on the opponent's head-on, the meteor hammer hit hard, and on Negal's left shoulder, the sound of shattering fractures could be clearly heard.

At the same time, the mist in Negal's hand slapped fiercely on the other side of the opponent's shoulder, and the two-defeated style of play looked like a fist to the flesh.

"What a meteor hammer, I like it when we come on!"

Negal roared, and continued to charge.

The opponent stiffened his body with blood on his face, slowly stood up from the ring, endured the pain in his bones, and went up to pick up the meteor hammer hard!

"Fairy in the Mist!" Negal's feet didn't stop.

Wander around each other in a strange way.

I can't make a move.,But every time you do it, you'll immediately fight back.,The way of attacking is extremely strange.,It's like losing both.。

"Wait a minute, Nagal don't fight anymore!" the opponent was already in pain.

After a few moments, he took a few steps back, sat on the ground and gasped.

"This kid didn't see that the realm was inferior to the other party, but his kung fu of stalking is really unique!"

Lin Ye looked at it with great praise in his eyes.

Then I saw that Negal's kung fu became more and more strange, and when his body was injured, he aroused the blood all over his body, and he fought back vigorously, and in the end, he almost stared at his opponent fiercely with red eyes, as if he wanted to kill.

"Stop, the opponent has personally conceded defeat, you won this match, there is no need to continue attacking!" the referee flew into the ring to stop Negal.

But I saw that Negal stayed in place, the large and small wounds on his body had long been countless, and his glasses were still bleeding red blood, and his face was extremely hideous.

"Calm down, this player, if you want to move on to the next fight, you have to keep your emotions calm!" the referee warned.

After a few moments, Negal's eyes returned to their original color, and he slowly retreated from the ring after calming down.

"It's really strange, this guy's kung fu seems to be more and more intense the more he is injured, he is worthy of being able to climb the rankings, he needs to study it carefully!"