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Got all the people?

Ning Fengzhi's words made the disciples in the venue stunned, and their eyes turned to the martial arts platform, which was originally empty, and there was already a figure standing on it.

It is the other person in today's fight, Zeng Yi.

After seeing Zeng Yi on the stage, the originally quiet venue suddenly became in an uproar.

"This is the man who makes the entire Red Sakura Group helpless, Zeng Yi?"

"I heard rumors that he is a disciple of Elder Sword Douluo, and now that Elder Sword has come to the scene to watch this fight, it seems that the rumors should be true."

"Ahh~, this person is so handsome, so temperamental, I love it!"

"Cut~, isn't it just more handsome. I think this Zeng Yi is nothing more than that, waiting for him to be beaten by Hong Ayayin. ”

"I think you're sour, right? Didn't you see anyone standing on the stage, and they still looked light? If you were watched by so many people, including the Sect Master and the two Douluo Elders, it is estimated that your feet would tremble and you would not be able to stand steadily. ”

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In the audience, the disciples looked at Zeng Yi standing on the stage, and they all exchanged their heads and began to discuss.

Zeng Yi, who was standing on the stage, was indifferent, with a faint smile on his face, although the place where he was standing was some distance from the audience, Zeng Yi still caught the voices of the sect disciples in the audience talking about themselves from the wind.

There are surprises, there are doubts, there are praises, there are belittlements. Zeng Yi didn't take these comments to heart, he smiled, he knew that today's fighting spirit was just a stage for him alone.

There will be no suspense about the outcome of the outcome.

Because, a handsome person like me is generally the protagonist.

"Master! Come on! Handsome to win this fight! ”

Zeng Yi's ears accurately captured this sentence. No, this is a male voice, I didn't accept male apprentices!

Zeng Yi was a little puzzled, and when he heard the sound, he saw a familiar figure, which was Ling Yunfei who was entangled with his apprentice before. He was looking passionate, waving his flag and shouting to himself.

Zeng Yi looked at him, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching, this guy is really shameless.

However, what made Zeng Yi the most speechless was not Ling Yunfei, but the people around him.

"Come on, President! Let that group of girls know that we are awesome! ”

When did I agree to become the president of your Zhengyang Society? You're so shameless, aren't you? Zeng Yi muttered in his heart.

The Zhengyang Society, Zeng Yi knew a little, an organization composed of all male elite disciples, in opposition to the red cherry blossoms. It sounds very good, but in fact, it is a group of men hugging each other to keep warm, and their disciples rebel against the rule of Red Sakura among the disciples of the sect, trying to improve the status of the male disciples of the sect.

However, this knowledge is in vain, because the overall strength of the red cherry blossoms is stronger than theirs, plus the female disciples of the sect are more than the male disciples, and there are many male disciples who are willing to bow down under the pomegranate skirt and be a licking dog in order to live a happy life in the future, which causes them to be able to maintain the little male dignity left in the sect.

He also heard that Zhengyang would announce to the outside world in the sect that he was their honorary president. At first, Zeng Yi thought it was a joke, but now, he believes it. This Zhengyang Club wants to use itself as a fulcrum to turn over.

"The president will teach the women of Red Sakura a good lesson, and let them know that we can't be bullied casually!"

How miserable were you before? Even shouting has become so cowardly? Hearing this, Zeng Yi couldn't help but complain in his heart.

On Hongying's side, Nangong Lin looked at Zeng Yi standing on the stage, his eyes burned with fiery battle intent, "It finally appeared, then I'll go first." ”

Red Ayane looked at her with a look of eagerness, and instead of stopping her, she gave a warning. "Be careful, he gives me the feeling that he is very unusual, and his strength is very strong."

It was the first time for Nangong Lin to see her show such a solemn expression, and the little contempt in her heart was also put away.

"Don't worry, even if I lose, I won't let this slut have a good time." Thinking of Zeng Yi's mocking face before, Nangong Lin couldn't help but clench his fists and gritted his teeth.

Nangong Lin walked to the stage and stood on the opposite side of Zeng Yi, and the two looked at each other.

"You're my fighting soul opponent? No, shouldn't it be your president? Zeng Yi asked with some confusion. This girl, he knows, can be said to be quite familiar. Because, a few days ago, she was chasing after her with a pair of huge gauntlets in both hands, and the look on her face made her want to crush her bones and scatter ashes.

However, she is not very good at speed, she just can't catch up with herself, so she is very angry.

Zeng Yi understood through Yan Que that this girl was not the president of Red Sakura, and it stands to reason that she should not be fighting with herself.

Nangong Lin stared at Zeng Yi with feverish eyes, rubbed his palms into his fists, and sneered, "That's right, I'm your opponent in the first game." On the martial arts stage, the whole sect watched, this time, you can't run away!

This time, I'm going to smash my fist your hateful face! ”

Is this really a girl? It's really fierce.

Zeng Yi looked at Nangong Lin on the other side, and muttered in his heart, her threat, Zeng Yi didn't take it to heart at all. Zeng Yi can also understand her anger, after all, it is normal to be angry after eating ashes after him for several days.

But what was the first one?

Zeng Yi seems to have discovered a blind spot.

At this time, the audience was also discussing this issue in whispers.

"How is it the fighting spirit of Nangong Lin and Zeng Yi? Shouldn't it be red ayane? ”

"I don't know, maybe it's Nangong Lin who posted the fighting soul post, which is also quite in line with her irascible personality."

"What, I thought it was Red Ayane playing, and I was looking forward to it."

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On the subjective stage, Chenxin was also a little surprised, looked at Ning Fengzhi, and asked, "Fengzhi, what's going on?" Shouldn't it be that girl from Ayane and Zeng Yi fighting souls? ”

Ning Fengzhi held the folding fan in his hand, fanned it gently, and said with a smile: "What is written on the fighting soul post is that the fighting soul of Hong Ying and Zeng Yi is true, so this is not against the rules." ”

Dusty is stupid, such a fighting soul post, isn't this a clear pit for his own apprentices?

"That's a bummer, old bones, you're taught? How to be shameless in teaching people specially? Because Hong Ayayin was a descendant of Bone Douluo, Chenxin ridiculed without any scruples.

Gu Rong's face couldn't help but darken, and he immediately said: "Fart, how can the old man participate in this junior's business?" Besides, if your apprentice is making trouble in the sect, isn't it to blame that you didn't discipline your disciple well? Otherwise, this would happen? ”

"Also, your disciple, you won't be able to beat even a few girls, right?"

Hearing this, Chenxin couldn't help frowning, "What are you kidding?" How many girls will my apprentice beat? Even if they go together, Zeng Yi can easily solve it.

Zeng Yi was able to kill the Soul King when he was in the Soul Venerable, and now that he has been promoted to the Soul Sect, you don't really think that Ayane Girl can defeat him, right? No way? No way? ”

Looking at Chenxin's hateful mocking face, Gu Rong's anger soared, and he couldn't wait to punch that face.

"It's just that I was lucky enough to pick up a bargain. Having said, Zeng Yi was able to kill the Soul King, what does it have to do with you? He wasn't your apprentice back then, was he? From accepting Zeng Yi as a disciple to the present, as a master, he has never taken care of it. Obviously, it is someone who has cultivated to the Soul Sect outside by himself, and someone has no effect at all, but he is still complacent, which is really funny! Gu Rong said sarcastically.

Why didn't Zeng Yi report his name at that time, but reported the name of this slut, so that he picked up a cheap one for nothing, this is hateful!

Gu Rong looked at Zeng Yi in the audience, his eyes were full of lemons.

"Huh? What does it taste like? Who broke the vinegar jar? ”

"You ......"

The two elders sneered at each other beside him, and Ning Fengzhi expressed his helplessness.

......

On the martial arts stage, the atmosphere also became solemn, Nangong Lin's hot eyes burst out with a strong battle intent, soul power surged, and four soul rings appeared around her body, flashing with brilliance.

Then, a pair of gauntlets appeared on her slender-looking, but powerful-looking arms. On the pitch-black gauntlets, there are blood-colored lines flowing, like living creatures, full of momentum.

A furious, powerful wind swirled from the soles of her feet and quickly spread in all directions.

Zeng Yi let this strong wind blow on his body, his hair and clothes fluttered, he could feel this momentum rushing to his face, and the power in it should not be underestimated.

It's just that a young girl, with a pair of gauntlet weapons full of a sense of strength and rage, made Zeng Yi feel a little disobedient, but this picture has an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

"Nangong Lin, Martial Soul Splitting Sky Armor, Forty-second Powerful Attack Department Battle Soul Master, please advise!"

Nangong Lin put on a fighting posture, staring at Zeng Yi with fiery eyes, his whole body was filled with fanatical battle intent, and the smile on his face was almost crazy.

Looking at Nangong Lin's demeanor, Zeng Yi felt that this girl had a bit of a nervous problem, and she should be a battle maniac.

When you meet such a person, it's really the most difficult and troublesome.

Zeng Yi was a little helpless, but he still got serious, his originally somewhat careless eyes became sharp, his feet stepped forward, and his right hand grabbed the handle of the knife at his waist.

"Zeng Yi, Martial Soul Lan Che, Forty-third level Powerful Attack Department Battle Soul Master, please advise!"

The invisible wind began to flow slowly on the stage, and before the battle began, the disciples in the audience felt two different momentum colliding with each other on the stage.

A violent sense of power, and the other is a sharp and cold determination.

Ning Fengzhi stared at the two people who were posing on the stage, and opened his mouth to announce.

"Fighting spirit, begin!"

Boom –

As Ning Fengzhi's voice mixed with soul power sounded in the venue, Nangong Lin didn't care what three seven twenty-one, the soles of his feet were on the ground with all his strength, and the strong momentum made the hard stone slabs crack inch by inch.

As the roar filled with a sense of power erupted, Nangong Lin's body rushed straight towards Zeng Yi, his right hand clenched into a fist, and his fanatical gaze stared directly at the opponent's body.

The strong fist pressure shrouded down, and Zeng Yi couldn't help but close his eyes and feel the sounds around him.

The whistling of the wind, the subtle sound of the blood flowing, the pounding of the heartbeat, and the constant sound of breathing.

Feel the breath.

At this moment, the world was quiet, and Zeng Yiru was in another world, with a transparent state of mind and feeling the sound of all things.

Just as Nangong Lin's attack was approaching, Zeng Yi's closed eyes suddenly opened, and his dark eyes flashed with light.

The left hand holding the scabbard held the blade with his thumb on the blade, and a silver-white blade was exposed, flashing with cold light.

Flash!

In Nangong Lin's stunned eyes, Zeng Yi's figure disappeared in place.

Everyone in the venue vaguely saw the fleeting sword light on the stage, and the sword intent was pervasive, which made people chill.

Nangong Lin stood in place in a daze, while Zeng Yi appeared five meters behind her.

The sharp blade that shimmered silver in the sunlight was slowly sheathed by Zeng Yi.

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