"There's something wrong with this man!" Wen Jin looked away, feeling like his forehead was burned by fire until it melted with oil, "I don't know why, he's been watching us!" Are you confirming our threat......"

He didn't stop and followed Li Wuming to the stairs, You Jiao'er and Guo Ke obviously didn't notice anything wrong, and followed closely. "Let's go, the water is coming, and the soldiers will welcome it......" He walked up the stairs, and finally saw Qin Yi's wolf-like eyes.

……

The next day's martial arts conference, You Jiaoer and Guo Ke also rushed to watch, this time to determine the top three. If the warrior conference is compared to a group of wolves fighting for food, this time it is to fight for the back of the meat, and it is the more delicious one.

Coincidentally, on the side that was still facing off against Wu Zhong, Qin Yi held a dagger and stood indifferently. Because because of the effect of the spirit cream, his wrist was probably back to normal. However, at this time, he was more seriously injured than last time.

A hideous red gash of blood stretched up his arm, past his shoulder, and down to the bottom of his neck. Bright red blood soaked through his clothes, like a splash of tomato juice. Fortunately, it didn't hurt the main artery, otherwise even with the strong body of a warrior, he would definitely die.

But at this time, his eyes were full of indifference, and occasionally swept over the wolf-like ruthlessness. He spat out the deathknell-like words again: "It's time." As he said this, the opponent opposite, the innate martial artist, fell to the ground softly.

The opponent's face was flushed with a turquoise hue that Qin Yi was very familiar with, as if he had been bitten by a turquoise viper. The medical team rushed into the ring and carried the opponent down, the referee announced Qin Yi's victory, and the crowd was in an uproar.

Qin Yi is the only acquired martial artist who has been promoted! His opponents were all defeated in such a strange way, which made the audience's hearts run like ice. But in front of everyone's eyes, Qin Yi, the initiator of all this, did not make any waves.

He was so calm that he walked out of the ring with a little coldness, and walked to the exit of the ring with a blank face. When passing by the audience, his eyes caught You Jiaoer and Guo Ke like eagles, but they didn't notice it.

It's not a coincidence, since he met Li Wuming and the others last night, he has been paying attention to their movements, and even followed them like a hound dog today, so he knew their location.

Just when Qin Yi stared at the two of them, sarcastic in his heart, Wen Jin's eyes suddenly appeared in his mind. He shivered, feeling bad inexplicably, but was then forcibly suppressed by him. This is an opportunity he can't miss. "It's not time yet......," Qin Yi muttered.

……

On the third day, Guo Ke and You Jiaoer were arguing fiercely about something. "Did you see that acquired martial artist? It's just called ...... Qin Yi's one, he advanced to the top three! You Jiaoer pointed to the thin figure in the ring and said to Guo Ke.

"Yes, although yesterday's fight was a bit controversial, it was clear that the organizers acknowledged his approach." Guo Ke said calmly, crossing his hands, and the ideas in his mind were crisscrossed like silk threads.

"But the question is, how did he win? Poison? However, no one saw him release poison...... It's not that the weapon is coated with venom, and it's not right" Guo Ke felt his thoughts tangled up like a ball ......of yarn.

You Jiaoer changed into that purple dress again today, and now she is sitting in her position, she really looks like a blooming lotus. She pursed her lips, pointed at Qin Yi in the ring and said, "Take a look, maybe this time we'll know why." ”

……

Qin Yi stood in the ring, looking at the green-robed man opposite, and now he knew that his opponent was called Tianhun. "But what's the use of that?" He thought, "After this battle, he will still become a loser after all, and the loser is the most uncared for." ”

Tianhun looked as calm, he reached out and drew his sword, the sword was like snow, hard and sharp. The green-robed hunting sounded, and he said coldly: "You can stand in front of me as a martial artist in the future, which is worthy of my admiration, but you have to stop here after all." ”

"My experience has taught me not to talk nonsense, that's what losers do." Qin Yi's voice was not loud, but his words exploded like spring thunder in Tianhun ears, "But I still have to say one thing, the last person who said this is now unknown whether he is alive or dead." ”

"Don't follow in his footsteps." At the same time that Qin Yi put down this sentence, the sky moved. He said it confidently, but he was always jealous of Qin Yi in his heart, so much so that he gave up his mastery demeanor and took the lead like an agile spirit fox.

Qin Yi vigilantly observed Tianhun's movements, like a goshawk catching traces of its prey. But then a word came to his mind: "Quick! "Tianhun is so fast and adaptable that there is an afterimage.

Then, Tianhun made a move. A sword light fell quietly like a snowflake, followed by a second snowflake and a third snowflake...... It was as if more than a dozen swords were striking out at the same time, combining them into a large net created by dense sword light in front of Qin Yi, and then slowly tightened and tightened......

Qin Yi hurriedly stepped back and used his dagger to resist the sword light in the sky. The sound of swords and daggers clashing was crisp in the ears, and sparks flew at the intersection like scattered red ashes. But he didn't resist all the sword light after all, and a few snowflakes fell on his body, splashing a few blood flowers.

Tianhun obviously knows how to accept it when he sees it, after all, if he takes out his sword again, he will enter the range of the dagger, so that Qin Yi will have the opportunity to counterattack. He put away his sword—the snowflakes melted—and placed it in front of him, wandering for the next opportunity.

"It's difficult...... Qin Yi pulled his lips, and there was a tingling pain on his body. The blood burst open from the place where it was hit by the sword light, like blood-red roses blooming. But this did not dampen his will, but only strengthened it.

"You can make me use my sword, and strike first, you are proud enough." Tianhun stood proudly, and the sword in his hand shone with cold light. "Hypocrisy!" Qin Yi cursed secretly in his heart, but at the same time, he didn't forget to observe the movement of Tianhun 's next blow.

……

"See, there's a question here." Guo Ke tried to sort out the yarn-like thoughts in his mind, "It's his ......" and "Why did he recover so quickly." You Jiao'er followed his words, like transferring flowers and trees.

"Why is it that he was so badly injured yesterday and is like he's okay today?" Guo Ke nodded and agreed with You Jiaoer's statement.

Not only them, but the audience on stage had apparently noticed the anomaly. The question spread among the audience, causing a whisper like a mosquito.

I'm not going to be an immortal

I'm not going to be an immortal