She is the god king, although the fat man's voice is low, but our fairy still hears it clearly.

Yun Xian'er had never been to the world, nor did she have a mobile phone, so she didn't know what 'covenant' meant.

"That fat man is a psychopath, and my wife doesn't have to pay attention to it. ”

Wang felt chills all over his body, and goosebumps all over his body.

Soon, the fat man on the stage was carried away by the same door, and the competition continued.

The next person on the stage was Duan Shaoyu, who was carrying a bronze ancient box.

His opponent was a burly young man who held a jet-black Thunderbolt King sword in his hand.

The audience suddenly stopped breathing.

Duan Shaoyu was the fifth in the last session. And the other one is not small, he is the thirty-third in the last session.

Although there is a lot of difference in rankings, this year's burly young man has greatly improved his cultivation compared with last year, and his aura is soaring.

It's a battle of the dragons.

Wang Yi's eyes narrowed, and his mind was highly concentrated.

No matter who wins or loses this game, the next one will be their opponent.

When the strong man of Xiandu got off the high platform, the whole audience was quiet, and the needle fell could be heard.

The battle of the apocalypse is about to be staged.

"Duan Shaoyu, put it on, otherwise you are not my opponent. ”

The burly young man grinned and laughed.

"Just you?"

Duan Shaoyu said coldly.

"You"

The burly young man frowned, then roared, danced the Thunderbolt King Sword, opened and closed widely, and rushed straight towards the other party.

In an instant, the sword light on the battle platform flashed, and endless black rays rose into the sky, sweeping through the Eight Desolations.

Duan Shaoyu looked at the sword and looked calm.

'Snort'

Suddenly, his shoulders shook, and the bronze ancient box behind him instantly flew up, facing the immortal storm.

'Boom'

In the next moment, a huge roar suddenly rose, and then, the darkness in the sky suddenly collapsed.

"Poof"

The burly young man in the void shook his whole body, vomited blood directly, and flew out of his hand.

"What?"

"Really?"

"My God"

The audience was suddenly shocked and stood up one after another, with a shocked face.

One move, another move.

Oh my God, how strong is this Shaoyu?

While everyone was shocked, several deep eyes stared at the figure on the battle platform.

'Snort'

The copper box fell back behind its owner.

Duan Shaoyu leaned to the side, looked around the audience, and met those eyes.

Suddenly, he smiled.

This is the smile of a strong man, very indifferent, but also very confident.

Finally, he stopped his gaze on the position of the Xiaoyao Sect.

Wang Yi looked at him indifferently.

"I'm looking forward to it"

Duan Shaoyu whispered to Wang Yi, then turned around and flew towards the stage.

'Wow'

At this point, the audience was really restless.

Whether it is the Xiandu audience or Kyushu Tianjiao, they are all talking about each other in their positions.

And those deep eyes gradually faded away.

At this time, the Xiaoyao Sect fell into silence.

I don't know how long it was.

"Wang Yi, admit defeat in the next game"

Li Tengyun hesitated again and again, and finally spoke.

Although he didn't want to do this, Duan Shaoyu was too terrifying, and although Wang Yi was against the sky, he was slightly inferior in comparison.

Moreover, the realm of the two is too far apart.

Yuqin on the side, her beautiful eyes were also full of worry.

Deep down in her heart, she still cares about this 'nephew' very much, and doesn't want him to be in danger.

Luo Yiyi couldn't be silent anymore, she turned her pretty face towards Ailang, and said softly: "Senior brother, you listen to the sect master."

And Yun Xian'er, there was no movement.

"Huh"

Wang Yi suddenly smiled, stared at the empty Dianjiangtai, and said, "He just said that he was looking forward to it."

"Huh?"

Luo Yiyi was slightly stunned, her pretty face was a little dazed, and she looked very cute.

"This guy is provoking me"

He continued.

No one knew that at this time, Wang Yi had a primordial breath burning in his body.

Yu Qinxiu frowned, hesitated for a moment, and finally spoke: "Wang Yi, you listen to the sect master's words"

Hearing this, Wang Yi turned his face away and looked at the other party.

Yuqin's pretty face full of charm suddenly turned red, but she didn't dodge.

The two stared at each other for a moment, Wang Yi smiled slightly, and said, "Don't worry, I have a certain number in my heart." ”

After Yuqin heard this, it was inconvenient to say anything, she bit her lip, turned her pretty face back, and stopped looking at him.

Wang Yi raised his hand, held the Rou Yi of the Fourth Palace, and asked, "Wife, just now Duan Shaoyu made a move, and how much strength did he use?"

He knew that Xian'er would definitely be able to see through everything.

"About 20 percent"

Yun Xian'er said the truth, but it was very amazing.

"What?"

Li Tengyun and the others were suddenly shocked.

"So little?"

Wang Yi's brows furrowed suddenly.

If that's the case, you're really not an opponent. That burly young man, he had to use at least fifty percent of his strength to defeat.

In the final analysis, his realm is too low, and if he is all nine layers of foundation, it will be much simpler.

So far, there is only one way to rely on the Monkey King and the Four Elephant Heavens.

"What's in the box he's carrying?"

Wang Yi continued to ask.

"It's like a living being"

Yun Xian'er said softly: "That copper box is very ancient, and it is blessed with immortal morality on the surface, I can only see through a little bit."

"Creatures?"

Wang Yi's brows furrowed more and more: "What creature?"

Yun Xian'er thought for a moment and said, "It can't be regarded as a living being, it's static. It looks a bit like the sacred beast of the Central Plains Continent - the Qilin"

"Kirin?"

Wang Yi's heart became more and more strange.

Is the unicorn kept in a box?

No, it's not.

The Qilin is a legendary holy beast, even if Duan Shaoyu rebels against the sky, he is only a foundation building monk, and it is impossible to raise this kind of divine object.

Don't

Wang Yi slowly raised his right arm, looked at the brass bracer, pondered for a moment, and muttered to himself: "That guy, can't he really be a 'Saint Seiya'?"

He remembered the holy clothes that appeared in the Japanese manga "Saint Seiya".

After a brief period of confusion, the competition continued.

There are more than 200 Tianjiao participating in the Kyushu Huiwu, and after the first round, there are more than 100 left.

The next martial arts are particularly exciting and dazzling.

What is shocking is that Hanzhou's Tianjiao has cleared the customs again and ranked among the top 50.

The leader of the team, Mr. Feng, suddenly blossomed with joy and felt a lot of face.

Today's competition was much longer than the previous few days, and it didn't end until dark.

In this way, the second round should be completed in one day.

Sure enough, Zhai Xinghui, who was at the end, came on the field and easily defeated his opponent.

The strong man of Xiandu came to the stage and announced the end of the competition.

Wang Yi took out his mobile phone and saw that it was more than eight o'clock in the evening.

'Buzz'

Suddenly, a text message came.

After Wang saw the entry clearly, his eyes widened directly.

The text message was sent by Yuqin.

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