Lin Yiran was not surprised at all that he could beat Yang Buxiu out of the court with two moves, because Yang Buxiu underestimated his strength too much, and the injury suffered by the opponent in the selection competition had not fully recovered. Look at 'Mao's line, Chinese, and net

Even if Yang Buxiu in his heyday, Lin Yiran didn't pay attention to it at all, let alone Yang Buxiu in this state.

Yang Buxiu's three teammates were full of depression - if Yang Buxiu obediently played three with them, even if he didn't have a chance to win, the probability of winning was proper.

Now it's a good thing, Yang Buxiu not only made a big fool of himself, but also caused them to continue the game in a state where they had no advantage. After seeing Lin Yiran's performance just now, how dare they think that Lin Yiran is the guy who wins by luck in Yang Buxiu's mouth.

And Hua Yulong and Hua Yong breathed a long sigh of relief after seeing Lin Yiran's strength.

The two of them, now the other said, at the same time, they took out the Demon Slayer Sword from the Qiankun bag and found the slightly older man as an opponent.

"Little white face, that woman is handed over to you!" Hua Yong also drew his weapon and quickly ran towards the young man.

"It's called Hanako, don't capsize in the gutter!" Hua Yulong seemed to be a little dissatisfied with Hua Yong leaving a female opponent for him, but he also obediently found the woman and fought. Because he also knew that the woman was the weakest of his opponents.

Seeing Hua Yulong and Hua Yong fighting again, Lin Yiran couldn't help but smile. The slightly older man thought that Lin Yiran was laughing at him, his brows furrowed slightly, and the offensive unconsciously became fierce.

With Lin Yiran's opening dismount, Hua Yulong and Hua Yong became more and more courageous. In contrast, the three people on the opposite side were lifeless, and their momentum was much weaker than Lin Yiran's.

After about twenty rounds, Lin Yiran had fully taken the advantage, he secretly observed the situation of the two allies, and found that Hua Yong also had a slight upper hand, and only Hua Yulong was at a disadvantage.

At this time, Lin Yiran finally understood why those people were unwilling to form an alliance with Hua Yulong.

At this time, Hua Yong also saw Hua Yulong's embarrassment, and couldn't help but laugh at the other party: "Little white face, even a woman can't beat it, it's too embarrassing, right?"

After struggling to dodge the opponent's blow, Hua Yulong gasped and shouted, "Phew! I just didn't use all my strength!"

Seeing that the two of them still had the heart to joke in the battle, Lin Yiran shook his head helplessly and stepped up his offensive. Now he must speed up and finish off his opponent so that he can support Hua Yulong.

But he didn't want to show his full strength in the first round, so he just relied on his speed to be faster than the opponent, and slowly left no light or serious scars on the opponent's body.

Before long, the slightly older man had many scars on his body and became sluggish in his movements.

Just when Lin Yiran thought that he would be able to defeat the other party soon, the opponent actually took out a jade bottle from his arms, pulled out the lid and poured the pill inside into his mouth.

"Boy, let's die!" As soon as he took the pill, the slightly older man's momentum suddenly skyrocketed, and his whole body was murderous.

He had originally planned to take this pill in the second round, but now that it had fallen to the point of imminent defeat, he could only take it now.

Lin Yiran fought with the slightly older man for more than ten rounds, and found that the opponent's spiritual power and speed had increased by about thirty percent compared to the beginning.

Finding that he already had a tendency to turn defeat into victory, the slightly older man smirked proudly: "Boy, do you think I can't see it? If it weren't for Yang Buxiu's guy underestimating you too much and not fully recovering from his injuries, how could you be able to knock him down in two rounds." If I take the Spirit Breaking Pill, you are no longer my opponent, it is better to surrender obediently and suffer less!"

Hua Yulong noticed the situation on Lin Yiran's side, although he was at a disadvantage, he still shouted loudly to the referee-like people in the audience: "That guy takes medicine, is it a violation?!"

The woman who fought with Hua Yulong sneered: "If it was a violation, someone would have stopped it a long time ago, so take care of yourself!"

Hua Yong also noticed the situation on Lin Yiran's side, and couldn't help but get anxious, wanting to defeat the opponent quickly so that he could help Lin Yiran, but he didn't expect to mess up a little bit, and the opponent slightly recovered some decline.

"Do you think this is my strength?" Lin Yiran had heard of the Breaking Spirit Pill, although this kind of pill can increase a lot of spiritual power in a short period of time, but its side effect is that after the effect of the medicine, the spiritual power will drop by about fifty percent, and it will take a day to recover. In other words, even if the opponent can advance in the first round, it is impossible to finish in the top five in the second round.

Now in this situation, the other party must have planned to fight against the odds and defeat himself no matter what. In this case, Lin Yiran no longer intends to hide his clumsiness. Because the aura is consumed, it can recover in a short time, but if it is injured, it is impossible to fully recover in a short time, and when it enters the second round, if the performance is abnormal due to injury, it will be more than worth the loss.

While Lin Yiran spoke, he peeked at the situation on the other two's side, and found that Hua Yulong was already retreating, and although Hua Yong had gained the upper hand, he couldn't help Hua Yulong in a short time. If you don't hurry up, Hua Yulong will be defeated.

Even if the use of the Red Wind Palm will expose the identity and make others vigilant, there is no way.

"Red Wind Palm!"

While Lin Yiran was quickly dodging his opponent, a scorching energy continued to gather in his hands.

"Don't hide if you have the ability!" The slightly older man saw that Lin Yiran no longer fought back, thinking that the other party no longer dared to confront him head-on, and his face was full of pride.

Lin Yiran smiled and continued to dodge, the flames in his right palm becoming more and more obvious.

"Carving insect skills!" The man finally sensed Lin Yiran's true intentions, and simply stopped pursuing, and a thunderbolt ability continued to converge in his right hand.

"It turned out to be a fire-based exercise and a thunder-based exercise!" Many viewers in the audience couldn't help but shout when they saw the exercises used by Lin Yiran and the man.

In the Hanging Realm, there are relatively few opportunities to see attribute attacks, and now these two people on the stage actually want to use attribute exercises to fight, which is even rarer!!

Soon, there were bursts of shouts from the audience, covering up the sound of fighting in the ring.

The flames in front of Lin Yiran became thicker and thicker, and when the flames were two zhang thick, they finally formed the appearance of a dragon!