Chapter 137: Dark Horse

In the Colosseum, it was so quiet that you could hear the sound of a needle falling on the ground.

Many people began to swallow their saliva, and many people's eyes were occupied by fanaticism, making people feel that they might die suddenly.

Zhiyan looked at Fang Wei in the ring, thinking about which blow Fang Wei's long fist broke the spear of the man surnamed Lin just now, which was quite the shadow of Wang Yuanlai.

Could it be that Zhiyan squinted his eyes and stared at Fang Wei, wanting to see that something was wrong with Fang Wei, but unfortunately, he knew that he didn't have any ability, so he looked at Qingding with questioning eyes.

Similarly, Bai Linyun also looked at Qingding, she was also puzzled by Fang Wei's outburst, where did she know from Lingqingxi that this man surnamed Lin generally has this strength of more than 400, plus his own ancient marksmanship that will be extinct in one move, it can be said that under the extreme strength, his strength can reach close to 600, but Fang Wei is in his early 300s under the general strength, and the ultimate strength is only 400, which can be said to be extremely ordinary, but the current situation is that Fang Wei defeated the man surnamed Lin in a devastating way.

Guan Yeluo was not surprised, because she had long known Fang Wei's strength, since Zhiyan deliberately said those words to her, left the sect, and when the news of death came out, she had been cooperating with Fang Wei, and went out of the sect to find Zhiyan together, and it could be said that she had encountered a lot of terrifying spirit beasts on the way, which made her feel a little troublesome, originally she was worried about whether Fang Wei could protect himself, but to Guan Yeluo's surprise, Fang Wei actually killed the spirit beast in more than ten rounds, and his strength was completely equal to her, since then, Guan Yeluo knew that Fang Wei was no longer the same Fang Wei as before.

Qingding felt the gaze coming from beside him, and did not immediately explain the confusion to Zhiyan and Bailinyun, but said with a smile: "Just continue to watch the game." ”

Seeing that Qingding didn't say anything, Zhiyan retracted his gaze, dragged his chin and thought about it, Bai Linyun was still leaning on Zhiyan's shoulder, but her eyes were also looking at Fang Wei this time, but she looked at it, and suddenly a figure suddenly appeared in her sight, gradually overlapping with Fang Wei, this Fang Wei's temperament and actions are so similar to Wang Yuanlai.

"In the first competition, Fang Wei from Qingshan Hall won, congratulations to him for entering the next round."

The referee confirmed that the man surnamed Lin had completely lost his meaning and declared Fang Wei the winner.

All of a sudden, the discussion in the stands was endless, some people who had just followed Qingding to buy it, it can be said that they were laughing crazy, one to twenty, and flew directly to the windfall, and in the same way, the people who didn't buy it just now shook their heads with a wry smile, and even some men surnamed Lin who wanted to eat subsistence allowance directly opened their mouths to scold the shady, but as soon as they spoke, the guards of Chi Tiancheng came one by one, dragging up the people who said shady and erecting the Colosseum, they violated the majesty of the Spirit Clan, the pride of the Spirit Clan, and would never allow the occurrence of fake matches. But if you have the courage to slander, then I'm sorry, I can only send you out.

Fang Wei walked out of the ring and returned to the lounge, the contestants standing on the road in front of him retreated one after another, looking at Fang Wei's eyes full of jealousy, thinking that he couldn't afford to pay Fang Wei just now, they all felt that their faces were red, as if they had been slapped hard.

Fang Wei walked to his remote corner, sat down and recuperated like he had just done, and for a while, the disciples within two meters of Fang Wei retreated one after another, this time it was not because they disliked Fang Wei, but because Fang Wei's majesty, silent majesty, made them feel pressure.

Li Huan looked at Fang Wei, his eyes changed for a while, and finally sighed, it seemed that he was still looking away.

"Huan'er, now you understand, although your strength can suppress ordinary geniuses, it is actually nothing to meet these real Tianjiao."

Xin Lao's voice sounded from Fang Wei's heart.

"Master, I actually don't understand, I recognized Bai Fei's strength and talent, but I understand Fang Wei, why his strength has suddenly reached such a point, I don't think he can reach this point with his talent."

Li Huan asked suspiciously.

"Actually, it's also very strange to be a teacher, maybe he also got some chance, but fortunately, your grouping basically can't be met before the finals, so don't worry too much about him, and when you do, you should be able to know a thing or two in actual combat."

"Got it, master."

Li Huan nodded, keeping Fang Wei's current situation in mind, and didn't care about him.

With the end of the first game, Fang Wei's dark horse showed off the game, and the results of the next ten games were almost as expected by the audience, which was worthy of the pre-game strength assessment.

Finally, the referee called out Li Huan's name, and Li Huan shook off his clothes that had been a little wrinkled after sitting for a long time, and went to the ring.

Fang Wei opened his eyes rarely, walked to the front, and carefully studied Li Huan's game.

This scene made some of the contestants who finished the game not expect it at all, they thought that Fang Wei's strength was basically the absolute champion of this game, but since he was so serious about watching Li Huan's game.

What does this mean, these contestants immediately thought of it, even this Li Huan is not as simple as it seems on the surface.

This is also terrible, the contestants are muttering in their hearts, Li Huan and Fang Wei are both from Qingshan Palace, judging from the strength of Fang Wei's performance, this is completely the level that only senior disciples in their sect have, and this kind of disciple basically goes directly to the Lingchi Society with the elders, only people like them who are more than inferior will come to participate in this competition, but Fang Wei and Li Huan actually came to participate in this competition, which couldn't help but make them feel the terrible of Qingshan Palace, also vaguely remembered a matter of Qingshan Hall that had been circulated among their senior brothers and sisters.

It is rumored that four years ago, in the Spirit Pool Society, the two Qingshan Hall disciples who did not have the opportunity to grow in the spiritual power control talent defeated a group of senior disciples of other sects who had the spiritual power control talent to grow.

And those two people, in the end, also became the youngest Qingyun Twelve Generals since Qingding served as the sect master of Qingshan Palace.

The contestants couldn't help but look at Li Huan and Fang Wei with fearful eyes, and thought in disbelief, could it be that one of these two people would become the legendary Qingyun Twelve Generals, after all, now Qingyun Twelve will have a vacant position.

Li Huan stood in the ring, and for a while, there was a strong wind whistling around, blowing the corners of Li Huan's clothes, and it was also blown away, and the confidence of the contestants on the opposite side was finally gathered.

"Will you go down on your own, or will I send you down."

Li Huan's faint voice sounded, with an undoubted taste.

The contestants on the opposite side are also from the big sect, they want to save face, where will they be bluffed by Li Huan's words.

"Hmph, I'd like to see if you have any confidence to send me down."

"Be strong."

Li Huan shook his head, and the howling wind around him gathered together in an instant, blowing towards the contestant opposite, like a tiger with this shape, opening its bloody mouth to swallow the contestant into the wind.

The contestants lit up their attributes, but they had no power to resist, and under the baptism of the fierce tiger wind, their pupils lost focus, fell to the ground, and couldn't get up again.