Chinese When he touched Ye Kunlun's gaze, Chen Qingyang's heart was somewhat turbulent, and he couldn't completely remain calm.

"Your ability to come as promised means that you are ready to offer your allegiance to me." Ye Kunlun said lightly.

There was a condition in their gambling contract back then, if Chen Qingyang lost, then he would offer his loyalty to Ye Kunlun.

Absolute loyalty!

This also means that once Chen Qingyang loses, he will not be able to raise his head in front of Ye Kunlun in this life.

Chen Qingyang shrugged his shoulders, replied with a faint smile, and said, "I came here for only one purpose, and that is to defeat you!" ”

"Shhh

Everyone who heard Chen Qingyang's words subconsciously gasped.

The scene of defeating the genius of Ziwei Xingfu just now, everyone still remembers it vividly, and the strength shown by Ye Kunlun definitely has a chance to compete for the top three.

Unexpectedly, the young man in front of him dared to say that he wanted to defeat him!

Ye Kunlun shook his head and said, "The light of fireflies will never be able to compete with the sun and the moon. ”

After speaking, Ye Kunlun no longer paid attention to Chen Qingyang, his body rose into the air, and returned to the side of the cardinal.

Sure enough, it's still as proud as ever!

Chen Qingyang smiled helplessly, and then walked back to the pastoral songs.

"Brother Yang, do you want to fight Ye Kunlun?" Madrigal asked in surprise.

Regarding the gambling contract between Chen Qingyang and Ye Kunlun, Muge is obviously not clear.

"Hmm." Chen Qingyang nodded lightly and said.

Mu Ge frowned slightly, and said, "But Ye Kunlun's strength is very strong, I'm afraid of ......"

The madrigal did not continue, but the meaning was already clear.

"Qingyang, do you have a grudge against Ye Kunlun?" At this time, Hong Gong stepped forward and asked.

When Ye Kunlun was a teenager, Lord Yan went to him in person and wanted to take him as an apprentice, but in the end he was ruthlessly refused.

Although he did not become a disciple of the Yan Lord, Ye Kunlun's growth over the years can be described as terrifying, not weaker than his father Ye Qingkong back then, and even surpassed.

"It's not a big grudge, it's just that I had a bet with him before, and I want to fight it out in the ring of the land list battle." Chen Qingyang said lightly.

Hong Gong's face also sank slightly, and said, "It's not for the teacher to fight you, with your current strength, when you meet Ye Kunlun, I'm afraid there is no chance of winning." ”

Hong Gong knew that Chen Qingyang's true strength was not as simple as it appeared on the surface, but Ye Kunlun was so strong that even those second-order martial artists of the Innate Realm did not dare to touch his edge.

Hong Gong suspected that even in the face of a third-order martial artist in the Innate Realm, Ye Kunlun had the strength to fight.

With such strength, among all the geniuses who participated in the battle of the land list, he can definitely enter the top three.

Chen Qingyang had just broken through to the innate realm, how could he compete with Ye Kunlun?

"Master, don't worry, I'm measured." Chen Qingyang said.

Hong Gong and the others are not optimistic about him, this is normal, after all, Ye Kunlun is indeed strong and a little perverted.

However, admitting defeat before fighting is not Chen Qingyang's style, not to mention who said that Chen Qingyang would definitely lose?

When the time comes, he will let everyone know that he Chen Qingyang is no worse than Ye Kunlun!

With the end of Ye Kunlun's battle, the first round of the knockout round of the land list war officially ended.

In this battle, there are more than 60 forces in total, each force plays four games, wins one point and after the first round of elimination, only the top 30 forces can enter the second round of the game.

Yan Huangshan won four points with four victories and successfully entered the second round of the competition.

After resting for half an hour, an old man with pale hair slowly walked into the ring.

"All the participating geniuses who have made it to the next round are invited to come to the stage." The old man's loud voice resounded in every corner.

"What's going on?"

"Isn't there going to be a second round of elimination? How do you get all the geniuses to go up? ”

Not only those geniuses who entered the next round, but even the high-level leaders of the major forces were at a loss.

Obviously, they didn't know what the old man in the ring was trying to do.

"Qingyang, the four of you go up!" The Flame Lord said.

"Good!"

Chen Qingyang nodded in response, and Lian Wushuang, who came from behind, just pulled Chen Qingyang's arm and followed everything to the ring.

Thirty forces, a total of more than a hundred geniuses, stood in the ring at the same time.

Luckily, the ring was big enough so it didn't look crowded.

While everyone was still talking to each other below, suddenly, a vast and turbulent momentum suddenly enveloped the entire ring!

"Ahh

In an instant, there was a series of screams in the ring, and many geniuses with slightly weaker strength passed out directly under this momentum.

"What's going on? What is he doing here? ”

The top brass of the major forces slammed up from their seats and looked at the old man in the ring with an angry expression.

The old man was a ninth-order master of the Innate Realm, from an ancient holy land, although he only released a trace of momentum, it was by no means something that ordinary geniuses could compete with.

Not to mention the high-level of other forces, even the Yan Lord didn't know why the other party did this.

In the face of the anger of the people below, the voice of the voice in the ring rang out again.

"If you can't stop even the old man's momentum, how can you be qualified to participate in the next round?" The old man said in a majestic and domineering voice.

"Bang bang!"

As soon as the words fell, more than a dozen geniuses fell in response.

In just five seconds, more than half of the geniuses had passed out in the ring, and the others were still struggling to support themselves.

Although Chen Qingyang felt that the old man's momentum was very oppressive and terrifying, there was no problem in maintaining a standing posture.

However, among the four of them, the most relaxed performance was Lian Wushuang, she looked around blankly, not at all uncomfortable, completely ignoring the old man's momentum oppression.

Seven seconds, eight seconds......

Every second makes the genius in the ring feel like a year.

The strength of the geniuses who still stand under the surplus is not weak, and occasionally two or three geniuses can't support it and falls.

Ten seconds passed, and the terrifying momentum disappeared in an instant, and everyone was relieved.

"The people who fell are eliminated, and the rest come over to draw lots for the next round!" The old man's voice sounded coldly.

Originally, there were more than one hundred and ten geniuses, but now there are only fifty-three left, and under the pressure of the old man's momentum, more than half of the geniuses have been eliminated in the past ten seconds.

"Protest, why should the person who fell be eliminated from the competition, why is there no round before the game?"

"That's right, it's not fair!"

Some of the high-level forces who had eliminated several geniuses stood up in protest for the first time.

The old man turned around slowly, and his eyes instantly locked on the protesters.

Just one glance made those people vomit a mouthful of blood.

"The rules are made by the strong, the weak, only obey, if anyone disobeys, come up and fight with the old man!"

The sound is like thunder, resounding through the heavens and the earth!

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