At this moment, the hearts of all the audience were raised to their throats, nervously watching every move in the ring.

After Guan Peng and Zhao Xi'er each fell to the ground, they couldn't help but pour out a mouthful of blood from their mouths again.

The two men struggled to get up from the ground.

"Zhao Xi'er, your strength is good, but the shot is still not heavy enough, I don't like it, I like you to shoot a little heavier. Guan Peng smiled evilly. While staring at Zhao Xi'er opposite with his eyes, blood kept flowing from his mouth.

Zhao Xi'er's face was like white paper, and she looked at him hatefully with a pair of clear big eyes.

"Zhao Xi'er, come on, let's fight again! You don't shoot hard enough, I like you to shoot a little harder!"

Suddenly, Guan Peng spurted out a mouthful of blood and rolled his eyelids. Fell in the ring with a pop and fainted.

"Guan Peng fainted, Guan Peng fainted!" Seeing that Guan Peng was finally beaten by Zhao Xi'er and couldn't move anymore, the audience suddenly yelled excitedly.

Zhao Xi'er, she finally knocked Guan Peng down!

She won. Wang Yue's team won!

Looking at the girl with firm eyes in the ring, they couldn't help but fall in love with this strong girl.

However, when Guan Peng fainted, tears suddenly flowed from Zhao Xi'er's clear big eyes. She looked at Wang Yue aggrievedly with a small mouth, "Senior brother, I'm sorry ........."

With a pop, she, like Guan Peng, fainted on the stage with her eyelids rolled.

"Xi'er, you work so hard, how can you be sorry for me?" Wang Yue's heart was like a knife.

"Ten!"

Seeing that Zhao Xi'er and Guan Peng both fainted, Xing Tian quickly appeared in the ring to time it.

"Nine!"

The audience watched the ring silently.

"Eight ......"

The countdown to the day of punishment continues.

"One!"

When he counted to one moment, Guan Peng and Zhao Xi'er in the ring were still silent. The audience couldn't help but stand up and looked at Zhao Xi'er with a pair of concerned eyes.

"Wang Yue's team Zhao Xi'er, the son of God's team Guan Peng, draw. ”

Photos of Zhao Xier and Guan Peng quickly appeared on the four big screens in the arena, and there was an extra horizontal bar under the score of Wang Yue's team and the Son of God team.

For two games in a row, both of their teams were tied.

"Help!"

Wang Yue quickly appeared in the ring and gently helped Zhao Xi'er up. I saw that the girl in her arms was covered in blood, and there were two long tear stains on her snow-white face.

"Peng'er, don't blame your father for being strict with you!" Guan Peng's father also appeared on the other side at the same time. Gently helped Guan Peng up.

"Health team, save people!" Lin Feng quickly sent the health team to the stage to save people.

In this battle, Zhao Xi'er was more seriously injured than Young Master Qian, and she was already unconscious. And Guan Peng was also seriously injured, and in this battle, his injuries would not be healed for three months.

"Brother Yue, you still have to compete, I'll send Xi'er to the health team. Hou Shaofei said to Wang Yue.

"Good. Wang Yue nodded lightly and put Zhao Xi'er on the stretcher.

"Daughter, in fact, your strength is not as good as Guan Peng, you only have brute strength, but Guan Peng is a master who can fight with god-level masters, although you have a tie with Guan Peng, but you have actually won, you are my pride!" Zhao Laohu shed tears in distress, and caressed Zhao Xi'er's snow-white little face with a big hand.

"Uncle Zhao. Lee Myung-hee handed over a wet wipe.

Looking at the wet wipes handed over by Li Mingxi, Zhao Laohu frowned slightly and glanced at her. looked at Li Mingxi quietly for a few seconds, he took the wet wipes handed by Li Mingxi and escorted Zhao Xier to the health team with everyone.

"Change the ring. The god group immediately started working with the staff, and the large machines quickly drove to the ring.

When the large machinery lifted the boulders stained with Zhao Xi'er's blood onto the big truck, Wang Yue closed his eyes sadly and gently.

Their opponents are the top players of the younger generation in China.

It was a terrible game.

"Wang Yue. I'm sorry, Guan Peng of our Son of God team shot too hard, and I apologize to Zhao Xi'er on his behalf. In fact, the overall strength of our Son of God team is higher than yours, and Zhao Xi'er's strength is not as good as Guan Peng's, she has tried her best to tie with Guan Peng, she is very powerful. Liu Xiaofan looked at Wang Yue's eyes full of respect and gave Wang Yue a thumbs up.

Wang Yue opened his eyes and looked at Liu Xiaofan's serious expression, and after a few seconds, he nodded lightly.

Suddenly, his eyes suddenly froze, and he looked at the Wudang faction in the audience.

Guan Peng seriously injured Zhao Xi'er, and he didn't blame Guan Peng. He has gone mad, his sanity no longer belongs to him, and he shouldn't hate Guan Peng.

He should hate the Wudang faction!

Being stared at by Wang Yue's cold eyes, the faces of everyone in the Wudang faction changed slightly.

"Master, Wang Yue is looking for death, he dares to hate us!" Chen Chengfeng immediately said to Qingxu Zhenren.

"Huangkou Xiaoer, he is also qualified to hate us? Hehe, he destroyed the Chen family of our Wudang faction, we haven't settled this account with him yet, keep him first, and when the game is over, we will settle accounts with him. Qingxu Zhenren said.

"Not his own strength, just his strength and power. It can't compete with our Wudang faction yet. Li Xuanfeng finally revealed his true colors, showing disdain on his face.

"Wonderful, Wang Yue has made a feud with the Wudang faction. Wang Yue is something, just a dark martial arts boss in the north. And the Wudang faction has a long history and profound heritage, and the sect has three hundred master disciples above the grandmaster level, and there are dozens of branches under the sect, and the number of all forces adds up to hundreds of thousands, which is also something he can contend with? This Wang Yue has not lived long, and the Wudang faction alone is enough to destroy him. Cang Tian smiled.

Tomorrow sits beside the sky and witnesses all this.

This Wang Yue, he really dares to provoke anyone.........

"Wang Yue's team, the Son of God team, please send your third team member to compete. When the Shen Group took the staff to change the ring, Xing Tian said to Wang Yue and Liu Xiaofan.

"Wang Yue, I'll play this third game!" Zhao Xi'er's game, the drunkard was depressed, and he immediately picked up the wine gourd from his body and poured a large sip of liquor and said.

"Master, I'll play this third game. Yuwen Shenju also took the initiative to ask for help.

"Yuwen Shenju, you are on the third game. Wang Yue thought for a while and said.

"Okay!" Yuwen raised his eyes with determination.

"Wang Yue, this third game is a god?" the drunkard was surprised.

"Yes, in fact, the overall strength of our Wang Yue team is not as good as the Son of God team, but now that Young Master Qian and Xi'er have insisted on winning two games in a row for us, we already have hope of winning. The Divine Lift is an existence that can kill opponents in seconds, and I am a mid-level god-level master, which is on par with the strength of the Sons of God team. Coupled with your ruthless role as an alcoholic, we can fight the Children of God. In this game, I decided to let God raise his hand. If God could win a point for us. We are only half a step away from victory. Wang Yue said.

"Captain Xingtian, in the third game, our team member is Yuwen Shenju. ”

"Good. Xing Tian nodded slightly, and looked at the Children of God with a pair of eyes.

"Captain Xingtian, in this third game, our team member is me. Liu Xiaofan came out and said.

"Liu Xiaofan, you are the captain of the Son of God team, and you want to face off against the Yuwen Shenju of Wang Yue's team?" Xing Tian was surprised.

"That's right, Yuwen Shenju's Shura True Qi is the first in the world, Nie Yuan and Xie Xiaofei of our Son of God team are only forty percent sure of the duel with him, and I am fifty percent sure. This is the finals of the National Wushu Competition, this competition is too important, although the opponent in my heart is Wang Yue, but I have to think about the overall situation, I can't mess around with my temperament. ”

"I decided to personally defeat Yuwen Shenju!" Liu Xiaofan said.

"Good. Xing Tian nodded slightly.

At this time, the ring has been replaced by a large group of people from the arena staff. Looking at the other side, Liu Xiaofan turned to look at Xie Xiaofei and Nie Yuan and smiled, "Yuwen Shenju's strength is too strong, except for me who can hold on to him for three minutes, no one can hold on to him for three minutes." I really didn't expect it. The strength of Wang Yue's team is so strong, our Son of God team actually has to use strategy. In this match, even if I can win against Yuwen Shenju, I'm afraid it will be a miserable victory. I don't know if I'll be able to stay and watch the game. And the strength of the two of you is actually not lost to me, if you play well, you may even defeat me. I'm going to play now, and I'll leave the rest to you. ”

"Xiaofan, don't worry, we will definitely be able to defeat Wang Yue's team, their strength is not as good as ours. Nie Yuan and Xie Xiaofei said.

"Okay, I'll go. Liu Xiaofan's body flashed and quickly appeared in the ring.

"God, be careful. Wang Yue said to Yuwen Shenju.

"Master, I will definitely defeat Liu Xiaofan!" Yuwen Shenju nodded slightly, and his figure suddenly appeared in the ring.

"Wang Yue's team Yuwen Shenju, the son of God team Liu Xiaofan, the game begins!"