In the ring. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

At the same time that the three of them fell, Cheng Siqi also stopped, looking at the unconscious three, he shook his head, and strolled towards the disciple who was still hunched and screaming.

In the martial arts arena, everyone watched everything that happened on the field in amazement.

Quiescence!

It was so quiet that almost no one dared to breathe loudly, just staring at the slightly emaciated figure in the ring.

The simplest method, the most primitive moves, there are no advanced techniques and techniques, and there are no shocking magic weapons, but it is so simple that it can't be simpler, and it instantly solves the four powerful cadres.

It's not an ordinary fight, it's not a bare fight of ruffians, but that's what it is!

Gradually, there was a discussion in the fighting arena.

The previous one-on-one could be luck, but this one was four against one, four powerful masters of the late stage of the Martial King, and even the one who was the most seriously injured was still the perfect cultivation of the late stage of the Martial King!

Song Zhongji finally closed his wide open mouth, but his eyes were still staring at Cheng Siqi. He almost ignored everyone's gaze at him, compared to the hatred of other forces, he didn't have time to think about how to deal with it now, he was more interested in this senior brother Siqi who refused his invitation, he wanted to see what kind of strength the other party had, now he believed that it was definitely not luck that the other party could kill Qian Kun, and Qian Kun had killed the disciples of the Dragon and Tiger List, wouldn't that mean that Siqi already had the strength to enter the Dragon and Tiger List before.

Interesting, very interesting!

After Song Zhongji thought about all this, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

In the stands, the disciples of the five forces woke up from their surprise one by one, staring at Cheng Siqi with a fierce look on their faces, if their eyes could kill, they would have killed Cheng Siqi thousands of times.

In the ring, Cheng Siqi walked up to the injured disciple.

"You lie down, I'll take care of your wounds!" The calm tone seemed to have nothing to do with the injuries suffered by the person in front of him.

"No...... No need!" the injured disciple raised his head with difficulty, stared at Cheng Siqi resentfully, and said with difficulty.

Probably because he had been holding his breath before, he was still able to stand hunched over. But as soon as he spoke at this moment, his stiff momentum relaxed, and his body involuntarily fell to the ground, falling into a pool of blood flowing from his body.

Cheng Siqi didn't speak again, took out the golden pill and a few pills, just now his sword almost pierced the half, and simply coated him with the golden pill, when feeding him the pill, the other party bit his lip and didn't let go.

At this moment, the two disciples of the other party's forces came to the stage, and Cheng Siqi was not reluctant, anyway, he had already given him medicine, so there should be no big problem, but his actions will be affected temporarily.

The two disciples on the other side glared at Cheng Siqi with hateful eyes, and then helped the injured man out of the ring.

Cheng Siqi ignored everyone's gaze, stood quietly in the ring, took out two spirit stones and silently recovered his true qi, after two games, he didn't consume much, but he understood that the first two games were mostly clever ingredients, while everyone didn't understand him, he could make a quick decision, and there should be no such good thing in the future.

"The second game is over, the third game begins!" The majestic voice sounded again, and the deacon was also stunned for a long time, until the injured person was taken out of the ring, he came to his senses, but as the existence of the peak of the martial king, he already understood why, unlike some people in the stands, who still suspected that Cheng Siqi was caused by luck!

In fact, Cheng Siqi's ability to do this mainly depends on two aspects, on the one hand, his shadowless transformation is a great achievement, which makes him have the speed of the body of the Laughing Proud Martial King, although it cannot reach the point of being elusive, but in a short distance, it is almost comparable to teleportation. On the other hand, after the tempering of Death Stream, his offensive style has changed, almost all the bells and whistles have been removed, and he can use all favorable factors and opportunities to kill the opponent at the first time, and now he feels a little uncomfortable under the constraint of not being able to harm the opponent's life.

At the entrance of the Douwu Arena, some disciples may have heard the rumors at this time and returned to the Douwu Arena.

As the deacon announced the start of the third game, the major forces in the stands began a new round of arrangements, and a moment later, four people came to the ring again.

This time, almost all of the major forces arranged the strongest players, and even had a simple exchange between them.

This time they are bound to get rid of the troublemaker.

The four of them stared at Cheng Siqi with sharp eyes, and quickly surrounded Cheng Siqi in the middle, without even caring that Cheng Siqi was still busy recovering his true qi with his spiritual energy in his hand, and directly launched an attack.

Of course, Cheng Siqi noticed their actions, but during the cautious period, he was now seizing the time to adjust his condition to the best, because he understood that he would face three fierce battles next!

"Woohoo!"

"Whoosh!"

The three of them used swords, and one person used swords, and the swords were boundless, and an impermeable net was formed around Cheng Siqi in an instant.

Cheng Siqi moved, and the sword in his hand stabbed out diagonally, seemingly a light sword, but it instantly broke the sword net of one of them, as if a gap was opened in the trapped cage, and vitality immediately emerged.

Of course, Cheng Siqi would not waste this opportunity, and in the blink of an eye, he jumped out of the cage, and in an instant, he made a move against each of the four people.

"Ding......

"Bang!"

The disciple who had just broken the sword net was firmly kicked by Cheng Siqi, and immediately his whole body was full of qi and blood.

Jumping out of the encirclement, Cheng Siqi wanted to find a chance to give another blow to the disciple he kicked just now, but the four people who came up this time had a surprisingly tacit understanding, and when they saw one person being hit, the other three quickly followed up and protected him.

Cheng Siqi could only shake his head helplessly, and then concentrated on fighting with the four of them.

It's just that under his deliberate dodge, the four of them no longer have a chance to trap Cheng Siqi, and Cheng Siqi at this time is like a loach with a slippery hand, and he can't catch it!

Song Zhongji stared at Cheng Siqi in the ring, the look in his eyes became more and more exciting, at this time he completely forgot the hatred of other forces, but felt that this was a good move, and other forces had already put Cheng Siqi into his camp, so does it mean that Cheng Siqi is already his dish.

A quarter of an hour has passed, the situation on the field is still in a state of anxiety, the faces of the four people are very solemn, and Cheng Siqi's expression is still so calm, and he walks lightly under the attack of the four.

In the stands, the injured person who was supposed to be sent away, the wound that was drugged by Cheng Siqi on the stage, had stopped bleeding at this time, and after being checked by several people, he had already understood that if Cheng Siqi hadn't left his hand, he would have died at worst, and his dantian would have been broken, but in either case, it would be more serious than him at this time.

It is precisely because of this that he hates Cheng Siqi less at this time, especially when he sees Cheng Siqi's performance in the ring at this time, he is even more secretly shocked, because the four people who are fighting against Cheng Siqi, each of them is not lower than his strength, and Cheng Siqi can hold on to the siege of the four for more than a quarter of an hour but is undefeated, and even seems so light-hearted, how can he hate, how embarrassed to hate!

At this time, everyone's hearts were full of curiosity, where did this troublemaker who suddenly appeared come from, why didn't everyone know him, and even the major forces arranged for people to investigate Cheng Siqi's details, where is he sacred?

In the ring, although Cheng Siqi still looks calm, his heart has gradually become anxious, although he has expanded the scope of the battle to the entire ring, but he still can't find the flaws of the other four, and even, as time goes by, the cooperation between the four of the other party becomes more and more tacit!

At this time, the true qi in his body has been consumed by nearly thirty percent, if he can't fight quickly, how can he face the next two duels?

Thinking of this, he secretly gritted his teeth, and then had the opportunity to strike with the other party, with a little foot, his body quickly rose into the air, and he jumped high for more than three feet.

Seeing this, his four opponents all showed joy, and the four of them quickly glanced at each other, and two of them quickly flew up, attacking Cheng Siqi in a left and right attack.

A martial king-level monk can get out of the ground, but it is difficult to make dodging movements in the air, not to mention facing the attack of two people in the air, and the two people on the ground will also send a fatal blow at any time!

Then Cheng Siqi is in an absolute passive position at this time.

The situation is extremely dangerous!

Almost out of the Jedi!

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