So a box of popcorn was successfully eaten.

Big Devil: Popcorn.

Dear Tiramisu (Orange): If you sell a cute, I'll give you «٩(* ́꒳'*)۶»

CatLove (orange): Meow only has small dried fish.

The wood is finally no longer scummy (red): I only have credits.

Durian (red): Give the money to buy it yourself, we don't need them.

Let the red audience scream and throw money.

Please call me Daddy (orange): Not in vain.

[Wu Xiangsheng rewarded a piece of popcorn. 】

[Please ask my dad to reward a piece of popcorn.] 】

……

Ansu managed to get a few boxes of popcorn and happily continued to watch the game.

"Tianshuimen junior disciple: Qianchao."

An old voice spread from the microphone, and as soon as the voice fell, the "intelligent" live broadcast room camera began to capture the picture in the ring in high definition and accuracy.

The picture seen by the audience in the live broadcast room is almost as clear as what Ansu sees with the naked eye.

I saw Xiao Zhengtai Qianchao in the cyan disciple's suit, and walked into the center of the ring with a solemn face.

Durian (red): Wow, is Xiao Zhengtai going to play?

Dear Tiramisu (Orange): Come on, come on!

Pompeii's Jade (Red): The long-awaited Thousand Tides cutie, start your wonderful show.

"To the junior disciple of the Rainbow Gate: Fan Taizhi."

Fan Taizhi is a male cultivator who is taller than Qianchao, he looks fifteen or sixteen years old, and he is about to get married, if he is not compared to Qianchao, he can be regarded as a junior disciple.

I saw Fan Taizhi's children's shoes seriously glance at Qianchao, who was a head shorter than himself, and said without any embarrassment: "I admit defeat." ”

is neither humble nor arrogant, and his gentle and polite attitude really makes people not look down on him.

At least he knows how many pounds and taels he has, and he is neither arrogant nor inferior.

"Tianshuimen is a thousand tides." The referee's expression did not change at all, and he was not surprised at all by the ease of Qianchao's victory, nor did he feel impatient with Fan Taizhi.

"Good!"

"Good!"

There were bursts of cheers from the audience.

It is still rare to admit defeat without fighting, and there are thousands of tides in Tianshuimen, and morale is indeed soaring.

Chichao clasped his fists at his opponent and the referee, and then returned to his master.

Nguyen Thi Shen Rong Knee (Orange): I took off my pants, you can show me this?

Pompeii's Jade (Red): Ah! I didn't fight, I really want to see my little brother fight!

Durian Xiaolian (red): Mrs. Xiaozheng is tough, and the other party can't afford to provoke her.

CatLove (orange): Meow, a thousand tides are the best.

Ansu sat in an inconspicuous position in the audience with Erlang's legs crossed and clapped his hands gently.

As if telepathically, Xiao Zhengtai Qianchao instantly turned his face to look at Ansu.

Ansu smiled slightly and ate a popcorn.

The opponent surrenders without a fight, which will more or less give Qianchao a little change in mentality.

Ansu knew that the original owner's position in Qianchao's heart was very important, so two gentle actions helped Qianchao stabilize his mentality.

Qianchao showed an eight-toothed smile to Ansu, from a small man who had just been steady, to a proud child in seconds.

Bai Jiao next to him saw Qianchao's abnormality, and also turned his face to look in Ansu's direction.

Then he nodded and gestured to Ansu, not even with a surprised expression, let alone arranging for her to compete or something.

Bai Jiao didn't care about the game, and thought with his toes that Tianshuimen would definitely win.

The game continues round after round.

The little disciples of Tianshuimen have really never been afraid of anyone, except for the Xuanyi Gate of Yuanzhu, they have hardly lost.

At the end of the morning's game, the elders of the Xianmen Society once again named Qianchao's name.

"The second round of the competition for junior disciples, Tianshuimen Qianchao, against Xuanyi Gate Zhao Hanjie."

The first round of junior disciples eliminated half of the participants, and the second round was a competition to compete in the quarterfinals.

It just so happened that Qianchao was the first of the second game.

Xiao Zhengtai Qianchao, as last time, calmly went to the ring.

His opponent is a late-stage foundation cultivator who is about to become a Dan, and he looks two years older than Qianchao, but Qianchao is also a junior disciple in the primary class of Tianshuimen, and it is not surprising that Xuanyimen has fourteen or fifteen-year-old disciples.

Because of the disparity in strength, Zhao Hanjie was completely pressed by Qianchao at the beginning, but just when the game was about to be decided, Zhao Hanjie took out a magic weapon, and his strength changed qualitatively.

skyrocketed all the way, and finally stayed at the seventh order of Jindan.

Some people around could see it and said in surprise: "I actually used something to improve my strength." ”

The cutie in the live broadcast room heard it and was filled with righteous indignation.

Durian (red): How can you use this kind of thing in competitions? Doubt the fairness of the so-called Xianmen Dabi.

CatLove (orange): Meow! It's not fair! The little anchor went to protect Xiao Zhengtai and set off this game! Otherwise, I'll hit your head on the head!

Nguyen's Shen Rong Knee (Orange): Xiao Zheng is too dangerous!

Innocent (Orange): The time has come to test his true strength.

Porridge (red): Come on, Koshota.

"He could."

Ansu gently rested his hand on the armrest of the seat, and his soft voice was full of pride.

She said it directly.

The people around looked at her differently, and were relieved to see the disciple uniform on her body.

After feeling the strength...... Begin to doubt life.

The junior disciple of Tianshuimen actually ...... Mahayana period? And with such strong strength, he didn't even participate in the competition?

Tianshuimen is as strong as this.

Seeing that the opponent used the opponent to improve his strength, Qianchao on the stage did not immediately complain about the unfairness of the game and stop the game, but there was a trace of excitement on his immature face.

With a huge disparity in strength, he is not very happy to win, and he also wants a real battle!

Xiao Qianchao's sword was infused with more spiritual power.

He started to get serious.

The audience couldn't help but hold their breath, and the audience in the live broadcast room thousands of light years away calmed down, and they didn't dare to send the barrage.

The spear in Zhao Hanjie's hand was fired instantly, and the moves were all with a fierce momentum.

Xiao Qianchao's sword moved in response to the situation, easily resisting Zhao Hanjie's attacks, and repeatedly found a breakthrough to counterattack Zhao Hanjie.

As soon as Qianchao's sword broke through the corner of Zhao Hanjie's clothes, Zhao Hanjie's spear was about to pierce Qianchao's face.

Qianchao used the sword as a shield to steadily protect against Zhao Hanjie's attacks.

Zhao Hanjie changed the stab to a split, and a spear was injected with a large amount of spiritual power and was used as a knife.

"Bang!" Qianchao reacted extremely quickly, he instantly saw through Zhao Hanjie's offensive, and according to the primary sword spectrum of the Baijiao Sect on weekdays, he simplified from complexity to simplicity, and gently caught Zhao Hanjie's spear.

Just when outsiders thought that the two were deadlocked, Qianchao suddenly provoked, causing the spear in Zhao Hanjie's hand to fly out.

Zhao Hanjie looked at Qianchao incredulously, he could actually pick up his sword.

Zhao Han returned to Leng, and he was not idle, he shouted softly, "Phantom".

Zhao Hanjie has always retained spiritual power, just for this move.

More than a dozen Zhao Han steps appeared on the stage in an instant, and each of them could be confused with the real.