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"It's strange that I didn't expect you to make a move."

Qian Lingxue looked at Zeng Yi who stood up beside her with a surprised look, such a wonderful duel, seeing that the final victory and defeat were about to be decided, was actually destroyed by this guy.

Moreover, the two women on the stage have a good relationship with this guy. Zeng Yi did this, which made her a little unhappy.

"My friend's life is in danger, so I can't sit idly by." Zeng Yi looked at the two people on the stage, said indifferently, and sat back in his position.

The battle between Zhu Zhuqing and Luo Ying was indeed very exciting, the performance of the two exceeded Zeng Yi's expectations, and the combat power they showed was not like what the Soul Sect realm could show, it was already the combat power of the Soul King level.

The battle was very exciting, however, both of them played real fire, this is no longer an ordinary game, but a battle between real soul masters.

Doesn't it mean that you can't maim your opponent or kill your opponent in a tournament? They all played like this, and Zeng Yi didn't see the organizer shouting to stop. Everyone can see that this is going to die, even if others don't know, could it be that Pope Bibi Dong sitting on it, as a Title Douluo, doesn't have this bit of eyesight?

It's all like this, and she won't stop it, it seems that she really wants the Shrek team to lose a top combat power, so that her Wuhun Hall team can also be more relaxed in the finals, right?

Helpless, Zeng Yi could only stop it.

"Really just friends?"

"There should be a classmate relationship, a mentor-apprentice relationship......"

Zeng Yi thought for a while, turned his head to look at Qianyue, and saw that she looked a little uncertain.

"You seem to be very positive about this matter, what, is it that kind of relationship between us, so you are jealous?"

"Are you also fascinated by my handsome face?"

As soon as these words came out, all of a sudden, Qian Lingxue's eyes couldn't help shrinking, her heartbeat began to beat faster, and she was stunned for a moment.

Seeing that Qianrenxue's state seemed to be wrong, Zeng Yi instantly realized his mistake, and said apologetically with some embarrassment: "That, just kidding, don't care." ”

Qian Lingxue came to her senses, looking at Zeng Yi's smiling appearance, she dared to make fun of herself, she was really bold.

The corners of her eyes twitched, her eyes narrowed, with a kind smile on her face, she stretched out her hand and put it on Zeng Yi's shoulder, and her five fingers exerted force.

"That's right, I'm jealous!"

"It hurts, it hurts, big sister, I was really wrong!"

Feeling the strong pain in his shoulder, Zeng Yi begged for mercy repeatedly.

In the venue, Bibi Dong stood up from his seat, looked at Zhu Zhuqing and Luo Ying on the broken fighting spirit platform below with majestic eyes, and announced the results.

"The emperor announces that the result of this soul fighting match is a tie!"

Draw?

Hearing this verdict, Luo Ying's eyes widened, and she couldn't believe it.

"What a joke! Obviously, I have been pressuring her to fight, and I am about to win, so why should I declare a tie? Luo Ying looked up at Bibi Dong on the rostrum, and shouted unconvinced, as if he did not feel a trace of fear because the other party was the current Pope of the Martial Spirit Hall and the Title Douluo Powerhouse.

The audience in the venue was also very surprised by her speech, you know, the one above, but the top person in the continent, in the face of such a figure, he dared to question it out loud, and he had to be admired.

However, in this kind of place, in the base camp of the Wuhun Palace, questioning their pope loudly is the biggest disrespect, and the guards in the venue can't do it, so they immediately set off, wanting to take down this woman who is disrespectful to the pope.

"Stand down."

Bibi Dong's voice, like the sound of heaven, sounded in everyone's ears, making everyone's hearts shocked.

When the knightly guards heard this, they retreated.

Bibi Dong's majestic gaze fell on this girl named Luo Ying, and her deep and mysterious eyes seemed to see everything about this girl.

"Why, the rules of the game, you can't kill your opponent with a mutilation. Just because you have the thoughts and actions of maliciously killing the other party, the emperor can directly sentence you to the disqualification of the Milo team, and the result of a tie is already the greatest mercy. ”

"So, what do you have any objections to now?"

Luo Ying was stunned and stood in place.

Outsiders may not be able to know, but Luo Ying really felt that when the Pope was talking to him, an infinite sense of oppression fell on his body, making him unable to move, and even feeling extremely difficult to breathe, and his soul trembled because of the great oppression.

"None...... It's no different...... ......"

These three words came out of Luo Ying's mouth with great difficulty, and the moment she said this, the pressure on her body suddenly disappeared, which made Luo Ying's body stumble and almost fall to the ground.

When I came back to my senses, I found that the clothes on my body had been soaked with cold sweat.

Is this the power of standing at the top of the soul master and being named Douluo?

"Heh......"

Luo Ying, who lowered her head, drew an exaggerated arc on her pale cheeks, and laughed fiercely.

She raised her head, her red eyes flashed with unwillingness, looked at Zhu Zhuqing, who was supported by her partner, snorted coldly, turned around and walked off the stage, and left towards the exit.

For her, this trip to Wuhun City has come to an end. Failing to win this game means that Team Milo has lost, and the rest of the people cannot be the opponents of Team Shrek.

For Luo Ying, she didn't care at all about where the Milo team could go, the only regret was that she couldn't kill that woman.

"Takekiyo! How are you? You okay! ”

Xiao Wu supported Zhu Zhuqing, looking at Zhu Zhuqing who was covered in blood with an anxious face, Ning Rongrong on the side, and the healing soul master in the team, Jiang Zhu, also released the martial soul and used soul power and soul skills to heal Zhu Zhuqing.

After the battle, Zhu Zhuqing's excited emotions also relaxed, but after relaxing, he felt that his body was extremely heavy, as if he was about to fall down at any time, and his eyelids drooped as if they were filled with lead.

Looking at the two long swords stuck in the ground in front of her, and seeing those two long swords turn into emerald green bamboo leaves and disperse with the wind, at this moment, a figure flashed in her mind.

It turned out to be him!

The thought flashed through his mind, and Zhu Zhuqing fell into Xiao Wude's arms.

On the rostrum, Bibi Dong was sitting on a chair, and at this time, a figure appeared beside her and whispered a few words in her ear.

"You guys, be careful not to interfere with the normal operation of the Soul Master Competition."

"No!"

With permission, the figure disappeared into space again, like a ghost.

Ning Fengzhi on the side, seeing this scene, was also very curious, "Your Excellency, has your palace encountered any trouble?" Can I help? ”

Bibi Dong turned his head to look at Ning Fengzhi, who was smiling on the side, and chuckled, "This doesn't bother Sect Master Ning, it's just some small questions, and my Martial Spirit Hall will naturally deal with it." ”

After speaking, Bibi Dong looked at the exit where Luo Ying left, and the corners of his mouth rose, evoking an intriguing smile.

The ants hidden in the shadows dare to appear in my Wuhun City, I really don't know whether to live or die!

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