Chapter 8 Qing'er wants to fly alone

Seeing that the "Fei Ge" who had high hopes was slashed by a knife in a flash, the hearts of the Yun family's martial artists instantly fell to the bottom. Their mood is like a roller coaster, first disappointed, then hopeful in disappointment, and finally despair in hope!

If this young man of the Yun family, who was the first to fight, had been pressed and beaten until he admitted defeat, they might have felt better now.

The face of the great elder of the Yun family on the stage was very ugly, he didn't expect to lose so completely in the first game, he glanced at the Ji family patriarch coldly, and said, "The Ji family is really in the same lineage, and they are all scheming people!"

The patriarch of the Ji family didn't care about his ridicule, squinted his eyes and smiled: "Where, where, that foolish boy is just a fluke." ”

The Yun family's big chest was burning with anger, but the junior skills were not as good as others, no matter how angry he was, he had no choice but to snort coldly at the moment, and turned his head away to stop paying attention to this old fox.

"Hmph, wait a minute, you will see how Brother Zhao Peng turns the tide!" In the audience, Yun Qianqian, who had always been at odds with Yun Yang, said to Shen Xuan and the others with a look of anger at this time.

Shen Xuan didn't bother to take care of her at all, he kept closing his eyes and recuperating, and these games were nothing to see for him. Yun Yang nodded undeniably, as long as he could win, even if this victory was achieved by the foreign aid recommended by Yun Qianqian, as a disciple of the Yun family, he would only be happy.

The next three battles. The two sides had dealings with each other, until the Yun family sent a fifth martial artist, a young man with a folding fan on the field, and the Ji family was only the fourth martial artist on the Ji family's side!

The man who folded the fan was Zhao Peng, he was not panicked, anyway, he was not a member of the Yun family, it was best to win, and it didn't matter if he lost, the benefits he should have basically been obtained, but it was a pity to lose an opportunity to cultivate in the spiritual spring. What's more, he also has some confidence of his own!

As the referee announced the start of the game, the Ji family warrior immediately ran a few steps, and then jumped up, holding a long stick and smashing it down in the air, before the stick arrived, Zhao Peng's clothes had been blown to the sound of hunting! He didn't dodge, but just slipped the folding fan in his hand forward, and in the stunned eyes of everyone, the small folding fan directly picked up the stick body, and when the long stick fell, it just avoided his body and smashed into the ring, shaking the ring and even shaking a little!

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that Zhao Peng's control of power has reached the realm of entry, and if he faces an opponent who can only use brute force, he can even do it in four or two!

The Ji family martial artist was shocked, and immediately wanted to sweep the long stick out, but how could the opponent give him this opportunity, Zhao Peng took advantage of this gap and kicked the Ji family martial artist with a violent spiritual power in the chest, the Ji family martial artist could only hurriedly block the long stick in front of his chest, and then he felt a huge force transmitted along the stick body to his arms, his sleeves were shocked into rags at this moment, and his body retreated to the edge of the ring again and again before he barely stopped!

"You are a second-grade high-rank!" The Ji family martial artist stared at Zhao Peng deadly, gritting his teeth and slowly spit out this sentence.

"Now that you know, why don't you get off the stage?" Zhao Peng flicked his sleeves and said with a contemptuous expression.

This is also a disguised admission that he is a second-grade high-level! As soon as this sentence came out, all the Yun family disciples couldn't help but cheer!

"Brother Peng is mighty!Give the Ji family some color!" Yun Qianqian shouted loudly with a look of adoration, and the other Yun family disciples also cheered for him, you must know that these Yun family disciples were already disheartened in the previous battles, but as soon as this foreign aid came to power, he almost kicked a second-grade intermediate martial artist out of the ring with a devastating momentum, which also made their hearts once again raise the flame of hope!

"Good dish, I can kick that person to the edge of the sky if I change it!" Qing'er said with a disdainful expression, but the Yun family disciples were all in a state of frenzy, except for Shen Xuan and Ye Yun, no one heard her whisper.

The Great Elder of the Yun Family looked at the battle in the audience, stroked his beard, and nodded secretly, although the Yun family's current battle is a foreign aid, and now he is also fighting for the Yun family, he is already thinking about whether he can win this young man into their Yun family, it seems that Yun Qianqian has a close relationship with him, maybe there is really this opportunity.

And the Ji family patriarch sitting next to him had long lost his initial calmness at this time, not to mention him, even the Yun family himself didn't know that there was a second-grade high-level martial artist in his own battle team.

"The disciples of the Ji family will fight to the death!" In the ring, the martial artist of the Ji family knew very well that he was not the opponent of the Yun family's foreign aid, but it was impossible for him to admit defeat, it was impossible in this life, he must now try to weaken the opponent as much as possible, and fight for the two behind him to get a chance, even if this person is a second-grade high-level, it is not so easy to defeat them three second-grade intermediate in succession!

Changed the battle strategy, this Ji family martial artist is not as desperate as he was at the beginning, just fight and hide, try not to bump into the opponent, he is now trying to delay time and consume as much as possible, although in the end he will definitely step down first, but his goal has also been achieved!

"Damn, you actually want to consume me!" Zhao Peng's face looked very calm, but he had already scolded in his heart, don't look at his understated kick that almost knocked the opponent out of the ring, but his consumption was also very huge, he didn't expect that this Ji family martial artist would be able to barely block his desperate blow in a hurry.

Now that he is in a war of attrition, he alone can't consume three second-grade intermediate martial artists, the more it drags on, the more unfavorable it will definitely be for him, and the only way to do it now is to fight quickly!

Everyone saw that the folding fan youth in the ring suddenly became aggressive, his moves opened and closed, and every attack carried a violent spiritual power fluctuation, although the Ji family martial artist narrowly avoided it several times, but he was still forced to take a few attacks, and finally had to admit defeat under the exhaustion of spiritual power.

The Yun family's team erupted in enthusiastic cheers, they only knew that this game was the most crisp one they had won.

However, the top management of the Yun family is not as optimistic as these young people, they can see that although they won this game, Zhao Peng's consumption is also very large, and now there are still two second-grade intermediate players in the Ji family who have not played, and it is not yet known who will kill the deer, but the existence of Qing'er has been selectively forgotten by everyone.

The next game was also very intense, and in the end, Zhao Peng won with his strong strength. The last Ji family martial artist immediately stepped into the ring, not giving him the slightest chance to regain his spiritual power.

Zhao Peng sneered and said, "As long as you can take my last blow, I will leave immediately!"

The last martial artist of the Ji family immediately laughed and said, "Okay! I want to see how powerful you are!"

"Then you have to take it!" As he spoke, the spiritual power in Zhao Peng's body continued to pour into the folding fan in his hand, and in an instant, a huge force was gathered in the small fan, and even the crowd watching the battle could faintly feel the energy fluctuations in it!

This Ji family martial artist's face tightened, and he felt the most intense when he was closest to Zhao Peng, but he didn't plan to take this blow at all, what he said before was just some, just to make Zhao Peng careless.

"Wind Trick!" Zhao Peng burst out, and the folding fan suddenly fanned out, and in the blink of an eye, a huge whirlwind of spiritual power was formed in the ring!

", it's actually a group attack!" The Ji family martial artist's face changed drastically, and he had no way to avoid it now, so he could only take this attack head-on.

The strong wind blew on his face, and the Ji family martial artist roared, and built a spiritual shield in front of him!

He had already felt that his spiritual power shield had been attacked, it was too powerful, and the second-grade high-level was terrifying!

"Ahhhh

"Senior brother, what is that person screaming stupidly?" Qing'er looked at the Ji family martial artist who was shouting alone on the stage, with a strange expression. Isn't Zhao Peng all gone, how can this person be as tragic as if he is fighting with gods and demons?

Shen Xuan pondered for a moment, a little uncertain, "Could it be that there is something wrong with your brain?"

Qing'er said with some disgust: "Then I'll go up and beat him away directly." ”

"Whatever you want, but don't kill you. Shen Xuan reminded.