Li Zhuojun is a man with a very hard personality, and a man who is unwilling to say the word "admit defeat".

He was waiting for the referee to stop him, but the referee ignored him.

People with a good face lose their li.

Countless pairs of eyes watched Li Zhuojun being kicked violently, and the people of the Li family were very anxious, constantly shouting for him to surrender, and even were already scolding the referee, but the round-faced referee was stunned, and his eyes and nose were motionless, and he did not speak.

Many people think that the round-faced referee deliberately corrects Li Zhuojun, and some people speculate that Ji Yunpeng and the referee knew each other, so he deliberately kept not speaking.

"Why don't you stop it and announce that Li Zhuojun is defeated?" Yang Wentian said angrily.

The round-faced referee heard the angry voice of the city lord, and his face was innocent, obviously you asked me to wait for your order, okay?

The battle between the two was over, and it was Momoyama's disciple Ji Yunpeng who won in the end, which made the onlookers sigh for a while.

Yang Lele's little face was full of joy, proud of Ji Yunpeng, and snorted at Yang Wentianjiao, as if to say that even if you draw a halberd for Li Zhuojun Fang Tian and favor him, in the end, the ninth brother will win!

Han Changhe glanced at Yang Wentian with slanted eyes, sneered in his heart, and secretly said Even if you have an arrangement, you still can't stop that kid's pace.

The referee gave him a break, and the battle between Ji Yunpeng and Kim Eun Ming will take place in half an hour.

"Brother Ji, Yang Wentian's old boy is targeting you, the last battle is definitely not that simple. Qin Guanghui whispered.

"I know. Ji Yunpeng looked at Yang Wentian with a gloomy expression, he didn't expect Yang Wentian to target him like this, of course it was not strange, but he was extremely unhappy in his heart.

Half an hour passed, and the last game in the late stage of the Transcendent Realm finally began, Ji Yunpeng against Jin Enming.

Jin Eun-ming's performance is actually not as good as Li Zhuojun's, but only those who really know how to fight will know that if there is a battle of life and death, Li Zhuojun may not be Jin Eun-ming's opponent.

"Boy, be careful, this battle is not as simple as it seems. ”

Ji Yunpeng was very surprised, he would hear Han Changhe's voice before the battle, of course he didn't know that Comrade Han had been on a par with the city lord recently.

Quietly glancing at Han Changhe, Ji Yunpeng became more and more vigilant in his heart, knowing that this battle would not be simple.

Sure enough, everyone saw that Yang City Lord's superb magic weapon actually appeared in Jin Enming's hands again, and at this time, some people had begun to suspect that Yang City Lord was targeting Taoshan disciples, of course, more people thought that Yang City Lord was doing it for fairness.

How absurd is it to talk about fairness? The word fairness will always exist only in ideals.

When the referee announced the start of the battle, his eyes moved indifferently in an instant, and a halberd was drawn out.

Ji Yunpeng didn't use the Speed pistol at the beginning, although victory was his ultimate goal, he still wanted to test Jin Enming's strength.

A variety of pistols can win or lose with one shot, but as a man, after all, there is still some bloody yearning in his heart, if he can kill the other party with the knife in his hand, Ji Yunpeng will not use a gun.

Jin Enming may not have Li Zhuojun's flashy moves, but his moves are practical and ruthless, and he is a person who really knows how to fight.

Ji Yunpeng has learned a lot of combat experience over the past few days, but compared to a person like Jin Enming, who is struggling in life and death, he is still a little tender.

After a stick of incense, Ji Yunpeng had already been scratched several times, and he felt that it gradually stopped, and finally it was difficult to continue.

If it weren't for the Divine Power Pill, he might have let Jin Enming win, Brother Ji is a person who doesn't care about fame, only cares about reality.

For the sake of the purpose, regardless of the rules, Brother Ji had a good time, and took out the pistol without hesitation.

However, Brother Ji didn't expect that at the same time as his bullet was fired, a bright light shot out from Jin Enming's body.

When Ji Yunpeng shot, Jin Enming's eyes were fierce, and he didn't dodge at all, Brother Ji shot him twice, and he couldn't dodge a silver light shot from Jin Enming's body.

It's too fast, Brother Ji's current strength can't be dodged at all.

Boom!

In the stunned eyes of the onlookers, Ji Yunpeng fell to the ground with a bang.

Jin Enming was shot twice, but it was not enough to be fatal, and it seemed that he had already guessed that Ji Yunpeng would not kill him, so he didn't dodge it at all, which shows that this person is not only cruel to others but also cruel to himself.

When Ji Yunpeng fell to the ground, he glanced at Yang Wentian angrily, but he really didn't expect that the other party would do everything to make him defeat.

"Boy, I know you have other means, so I won't give you a chance to use them, in order to deal with you, I have tried my best!"

Brother Ji was lying on the ground, and when he heard Yang Wentian's joking voice, he was extremely angry in his heart, and secretly hated the cultivators of the Dao Realm, which was really shameless.

A bright light shot out of Jin Enming's body was a flying knife that had been refined by Yang Wentian, and the flying knife contained chaotic spiritual power, shooting Ji

Yun Peng's moment erupted, and the chaotic spiritual power raged in Ji Yunpeng's body, instantly disturbing the spiritual power in his body, making him lose his ability to act.

As a powerhouse in the Merge Dao Realm, the energy contained in the flying knife was no more, no less, just enough to make Ji Yunpeng incapacitated, and it would not hurt him too badly.

Ji Yunpeng's expression was distorted, trying his best to control the chaotic spiritual power in his body, and he was extremely unwilling in his heart.

"Ahh Yang Lele's face changed, and he shouted worriedly.

Yang Wentian had a smile on his face, and finally completely relaxed his mood at this moment, the flying knife he personally refined, if he couldn't even control a transcendent realm cultivator, then it was not worthy of being a Dao powerhouse.

"Hmm! Jin Enming was also prepared, but he didn't expect the Momoyama disciple to stop in the finals. ”

"The speed of the flying knife is too fast, it seems to have special powers, otherwise it would not directly make it incapacitated. ”

"There are people who don't want the Momoyama disciples to continue to win. ”

"Hehe, is this a year-round play with an eagle and pecked by an eagle?"

The onlookers and cultivators talked a lot, but they didn't expect that the Taoshan disciples defeated Li Zhuojun, but they were defeated by Jin Enming.

Han Changhe glanced at Yang Wentian with a gloomy expression, and slandered the old man in his heart Now that he has more and more no bottom line, in order to deal with a junior, he actually refined a targeted magic weapon himself.

There were two bloody holes in Kim Eun-myung's chest, and the bullets injured his internal organs, but they were not enough to threaten his life. At this moment, his face was slightly pale, and he stared at Ji Yunpeng expressionlessly, with some disdain in his heart.

As a disciple of a small family, Jin Enming looked down on those genius disciples of big forces in his heart, he used to admire the geniuses of Momoyama, but he looked down on Ji Yunpeng.

If he relies on real combat power, even if Ji Yunpeng is eliminated early, Jin Enming will not mean to despise it, what he looks down on most is that Ji Yunpeng always relies on external forces, and he looks proud, which makes him disdainful from the bottom of his heart, in his eyes, what kind of ability is relying on external forces?

Ji Yunpeng's spiritual power in his body was chaotic, and he couldn't move greatly, for fear of causing unimaginable serious consequences, but his hands could always move, and he didn't faint.

Just as the referee was about to announce Jin Enming as the leader of the transcendent late stage, a deep voice sounded, and everyone saw that in the hand of Ji Yunpeng, who was lying on the ground, a magic weapon that was different from the previous one appeared, and the low voice just now came from the black magic weapon.

A flash of light flashed, and Jin Enming only felt that something was hitting his foot and neck, but he didn't feel much pain, and then lost consciousness.

"Congratulations to the host for making the opponent delirious and gaining 500 experience."

The voice of the system sounded, Ji Yunpeng's voice was hoarse, and he almost roared and shouted: "Admit defeat to Lao Tzu!"

The referee was about to speak, when he heard Ji Yunpeng's low roar, his face was puzzled, and then he heard Jin Enming speak: "I admit defeat!"