Text Text_Chapter 1168 I know the strength

Chapter 1168: I Know Strength

"You let go, let go!" Yun Xi was so angry and anxious that he couldn't stop pulling Luo Zhenxiong with his hands, but he couldn't pull it.

Many people in the audience have suffered the loss of Yunxi, and they can't help laughing when they see this, and some people even take the opportunity to say some foul language.

On and off the field, it was suddenly lively.

Yun Xi glanced at everyone in the audience hatefully, and many timid and fearful people immediately shut up.

I only heard her say lightly: "If you let go, your true qi will naturally come back." ”

Luo Zhenxiong raised the ugly girl's face full of tears and snot and asked, "Really?"

Yun Xi forcibly held back his disgust and said, "Well, can my words be false?"

The disciple surnamed Yan, who was standing beside Song Chuyang, snorted coldly and said, "It's really weird! Who doesn't know that your little demon girl cheats the dead and doesn't pay for your life!"

Luo Zhenxiong must not have believed her, he still held her calves and didn't speak, just kept crying.

Yun Xi was helpless, raised his hand and snapped his fingers in front of Luo Zhenxiong's nose, and said, "You try it now, is the true qi back?"

Luo Zhenxiong was stunned for a moment, and quickly tried to raise his true anger.

After a while, Luo Zhenxiong let go of his hand and said, "Thank you, Miss Yunxi!"

Yun Xi had long been annoyed by him, and said angrily when he heard this: "Get out!"

Luo Zhenxiong didn't dare to answer, reached out and wiped his tears and snot, and ran away.

Rolling his eyes, Yun Xi dusted off his clothes, turned his head and walked off the competition platform.

When everyone in the audience saw that this little demon girl had come down, they were silent for a while, if they accidentally provoked this little demon girl, it would be over.

After all, not everyone can hold people's calves and cry like a dog......

After a small turmoil, the game continued.

Soon, the top sixteen of the Cuiliu Sect's lower peak disciples had been revealed.

Except for the unlucky Yang Luhai who was defeated by newcomer Song Chuyang, several other long-established Xiafeng masters were all successfully promoted without exception.

Of course, Song Chuyang, who was known as Yang Luhai with copper skin and iron bones, knocked away with one palm, and became a recognized dark horse in this competition.

There are even a significant number of people who believe that he has a good chance of winning this competition.

After a little rest, the sixteen-in-eight qualifying tournament kicked off.

The format of the game is still two-on-two, and the winner advances.

As for which two people are in a group, it is up to the judges to draw lots.

The other contestants were inevitably nervous again, but Song Chuyang still looked like a hippie smile.

He is not a big man, and there are definitely no more than three of these people who can pass him with more than 100 moves.

After a short time, the match combination was confirmed.

Song Chuyang stretched out his head and looked at the list of competition combinations that had not yet dried the ink, and couldn't help but be surprised.

The person who competed with him turned out to be Li Zhengxiang.

He frowned slightly, but heard a gust of wind hit his right shoulder.

Song Chuyang remained silent and let the people move.

His shoulder sank, and he was tapped on it.

A familiar voice sounded in his ears: "Song Chuyang, what a coincidence, we were actually divided into a group." ”

Song Chuyang turned around and looked, sure enough, it was Li Zhengxiang, and pretended to be helpless: "It's a pity, we can't enter the top eight together." ”

Li Zhengxiang's face flushed: "It's okay, I can only say that I'm unlucky, just work hard next time." ”

After a pause, he continued: "But Song Chuyang, I hope you can win the championship, you have the ability!"

Song Chuyang smiled slightly: "Thank you, senior brother, for your encouragement, do your best." ”

Li Zhengxiang patted him on the shoulder again, took a deep breath, and turned around to leave.

Song Chuyang hurriedly shouted, "Senior Brother Li, where are you going?" The competition will start soon, let's enter the arena together later. ”

Li Zhengxiang's footsteps paused, waved his hand slightly, and walked to the judges' seat not far away without looking back.

Song Chuyang wondered in his heart, and followed without saying a word.

saw Li Zhengxiang walking up to the referee elder, as if he was explaining something.

The referee was surprised when he heard this: "What? You said you were going to give up this game?"

Li Zhengxiang nodded helplessly and seriously: "Yes." ”

The referee said excitedly: "Is there any urgency? You can apply for a postponement of the game, I know your strength, and there is no pressure on you in the quarterfinals." ”

Song Chuyang heard these words clearly, rushed to Li Zhengxiang's side in three steps and two steps, and pretended to ask, "Senior Brother Li, why did you give up the game?"

Li Zhengxiang looked at him and smiled apologetically, turned his head to the referee elder and said, "I had a discussion with him a few days ago, and I am still a little self-aware......"

He is telling the truth, if it weren't for Song Chuyang's mercy last time, I'm afraid he would still be lying on the bed today!

He and Zhu Zhiyuan teamed up and were defeated by Song Chuyang, are they still embarrassed?

The referee glanced at Song Chuyang suspiciously, still a little suspicious, but Li Zhengxiang insisted on withdrawing from the game, so he had to agree, and immediately announced: "In this game, Li Zhengxiang withdrew, and Song Chuyang advanced to the quarterfinals!"

The time of the two pillars of incense passed, and the games of the other groups were basically over.

Song Chuyang was the first to advance easily, but what surprised him was that there were still people like him who directly advanced to the quarterfinals.

That person is Huangfu Song!

Song Chuyang inquired a little, and it turned out that this person's opponent couldn't get up in the last game, so he simply gave up.

However, one of the opponents he is more concerned about at the moment is the little demon girl Yunxi, whose fighting style is different from others, and he must be cautious.

Just in case, Song Chuyang deliberately went to watch her game, I don't know if it was to prevent the enemy from figuring out the way of fighting, or if the last game was too embarrassing, Yun Xi actually fought with her opponent openly this time.

Unexpectedly, the little demon girl still won.

Song Chuyang lowered his head and thought for a moment, then turned around and left.

The number of people was reduced by half, and the end of the game was naturally a little earlier.

When Song Chuyang returned to the arena after eating and drinking, the names of the top eight were still posted on the red list on the notice wall.

In addition to the three Huang Fusong and the mysterious little demon girl who are as lucky as themselves, the other five are Luo Xuan, Zhu Zhiyuan, Situ Zhuoyi, Yao Fang, and Lu Zhiqing.

Although there are several people that Song Chuyang doesn't know, he also knows that most of these people are also outstanding talents in the lower peak.

Tournaments don't just have to be lucky.

Originally, Song Chuyang's killing of Yang Luhai in one palm had already attracted everyone's attention, but this time his opponent Li Zhengxiang directly abstained, which attracted the attention of a large number of people.

Many people think that Song Chuyang, a little-known kid, has easily become a disciple of the Cuiliu Sect, and they all feel that there is a shady scene in it.

It's just that Yang Luhai was slapped by him and vomited blood, which is a fact, and there is no way to fake it.

As for Li Zhengxiang, the brothers who know him know that this person has the most upright personality, and if he wants him to cooperate with the cheats, he can't kill him.

"What is the origin of this Song Chuyang, and why is it so powerful?" said in front of the notice wall, a tall disciple stared at the red list.

Another short disciple standing beside him said, "I haven't heard anyone go through it, but when he entered the door, I happened to pass by, and now I count, but it's only been a month......

The tall disciple suddenly turned his head, stared at the short disciple and asked, "What did you say? He was able to reach the top eight in just a few months?" What kind of cultivation speed is this!"