As Shangguan Yushui's words fell, dozens of figures flew up to the Ten Thousand Souls Platform in an instant.

"Smack, smack. With a few sounds, except for the twelve who successfully entered, the others were all ejected.

After Shangguan Jianshui saw that the twelve people in the ring were ready, he waved out six black spiritual powers with both hands and injected them into the six rings respectively.

A rumbling sound sounded, and six black light screen projections appeared above the Halloculars, which were exactly what was happening in the ring on the field.

Han Yi looked at this scene from the sidelines, and couldn't help but sigh at the strangeness of spiritual power, and also understood why he had never developed science and technology, with such a strange power, what kind of technology had been developed.

And except for Han Yi who did not start the first move, Mo Yefeng, the girl in white, and the young man Fengjian were not the first to go up, but chose to wait and see the situation first.

Above the ring.

Ye Yishui stood with his hands in his hands, looked at the bald head in front of him, and said disdainfully: "Bald, the little master has a piece of advice for you, get out of it as soon as possible, otherwise you won't be able to guarantee your little life." ”

The man who was called bald, his face remained unchanged, he didn't seem to hear Ye Yishui's provocative words, turned his head to look at the referee on the edge of the ring, and asked, "Can you start?"

The referee nodded, "The fight has already started from the moment you stepped into this ring." ”

The corners of the 'bald' mouth twitched, and his face instantly became hideous: "Since this is the case, then you can go with peace of mind." ”

The moment the voice sounded, the whole person of the 'bald man' turned into an afterimage, and in an instant, he came behind Ye Yishui, and the spiritual power smashed out towards him with a fist.

Ye Yishui looked horrified, he didn't expect that the strength of a random person would be so amazing, but it was useless to regret it at the moment, as soon as he gritted his teeth, the spiritual power in the dantian flowed rapidly, wrapping the entire body.

The 'bald man' smiled when he saw this, but the castration of his fist was completely unabated, and he smashed it towards Ye Yishui.

"Bang"!

There is no so-called miracle birth, the 'bald man' just punched Ye Yishui to the edge of the ring, smashing out a huge hole, and Ye Yishui was already unconscious.

The 'bald man' felt the fragile and unpleasant aura on Ye Yishui's body, a cold glint flashed in his eyes, and his body flashed again, flying on top of Ye Yishui's body, and a spiritual power in his hand shot straight towards his head.

"No! Yishui!" A big man in the stands watched this scene with red eyes, and saw that his unicorn was seriously injured by someone, and even lost his life, his heart seemed to be cut by a knife.

Just when the spiritual power of the 'bald man' was about to shoot through Ye Yishui's brain, a white shield suddenly appeared in front of the spiritual power, and he steadily withstood that power.

"That's enough, Ye Yishui has lost the ability to fight, you can't continue to hurt people's lives. The uniform referee said slowly.

The Bald Man's pupils shrank suddenly, and he didn't even realize when the referee appeared next to him.

The 'bald man' snorted coldly, silently returned to the place where he came up, sat cross-legged, and silently breathed.

The judge waved his hand, and a gentle spiritual power sent Ye Yishui outside, and said expressionlessly: "Black Dragon Mountain Huang Nuosheng, score one point, can there be a challenger?"

Next to the projection of the six rings, a new screen appeared, which read:

First: Heilongshan Huangnuo, one point;

Second:??;

Third:??;

Fourth:??;

Fifth:??;

After the uniform referee said this, no one dared to challenge him for a while.

Huang Nuo slowly opened his eyes, looked at his brother Huang Yan in a black trench coat in the other ring, and took a point effortlessly, and sneered in his heart: "It seems that these so-called geniuses are just like that." I must have been noticed by the three factions. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel a little hot in his heart, but he knew that the top priority was to restore the spiritual power of the great war, so he pressed this fiery heat in his heart and continued to close his eyes and breathe.

......

Among the five pavilions, the Ziyue Fairy of the 'Ruyue Pavilion' saw the battle on Ye Yishui's field and sighed lightly.

Shangguan Shuishui beside him heard this, and said with a smile: "What did Fairy Ziyue see?"

Fairy Ziyue stroked her hair blown by the breeze and said gently: "Shangguan City Lord, if the little woman is not mistaken, the old man in Dao uniform on that field is a puppet in the late stage of the Enlightenment Spirit?"

"Haha, the fairy really has good eyesight, and the six referees on the field are indeed puppets. Shangguan Yanshui replied a little proudly.

Fairy Ziyue's beautiful eyes flashed slightly, and she admired in her heart: "Full of spirituality, but unfortunately the strength is too low, just enlightened, it's useless." ”

The two of them didn't mention Huang Nuoti, who thought he thought he was very high, as if the talent he was proud of didn't exist, and he couldn't get into the eyes of the two of them at all.

However, although the two of them did not pay attention to Huang Nuo, the Ye family secretly gave secret instructions to Huang Nuo.

......

Time flies quickly, the battles in the ring have gone through more than dozens of battles, and many genius children of the major families have also appeared, and they have all achieved good results recently.

Han Yi looked at the game on the field with burning eyes, and he couldn't replace it, but he still couldn't help but not play, because he had a good idea in his heart to 'brush points'.

Han Yi chuckled: "I still have to wait for the situation on the field to be clear." ”

However, Han Yi's non-play does not mean that other powerful people do not want to play.

Mo Yefeng lay on his side in the small pavilion and yawned boredly, for him, the so-called wonderful fight on the field was really like fighting with two toddler dolls, which could not arouse half interest, and even made people drowsy.

At this moment, a voice came from among the six rings on the field: "Black Dragon Mountain Huang Nuo has won nine consecutive victories, and he currently has nine points, can there be a challenger?"

The voice came out, but no one answered for a long time.

Mo Yefeng's eyes lit up, and he looked up at the leaderboard:

First: Heilongshan Huangnuo, nine points;

second: Hayama, six points;

third: Heilongshan Huangyan, six points;

Fourth:......

"First, then let me Mo Yefeng come and meet you. Mo Yefeng's demon-like eyes burst into blazing flames.

Without waiting for the uncle next to him to speak, he directly turned into a flame and rushed out, throwing several other challengers who wanted to step forward and throwing them to the ground.

With a flash of firelight, Mo Yefeng had already stepped on the ring where Huang Nuo was, looking at him with burning eyes.

Huang Nuo had already opened his eyes at this time, felt Mo Yefeng's gaze full of fighting spirit, and sneered: "Finally, there is one that looks decent, so it's okay to take you as my ten consecutive victories!"