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"Second row, sixth," the boy continued.

Wang Yi's eyes couldn't help narrowing.

It was a gilded shuriken, which looked very simple, and on the hilt of the sword, there was a sky-blue spirit stone.

This is the prize for winning the second round of the competition.

"Hey..."

Wang Yiwei smiled: "You like that short sword?"

"You don't care, to change or not to change?"

The boy gritted his teeth.

"Change, why not?"

Wang Yi let this little ghost get the weird bracer first, and he was very unhappy in his heart, and he must not miss it again this time.

Qu Wanqing didn't respond, she knew that the short sword was what her junior brother wanted. It's just that after the first victory, he consumed too much spiritual power and suffered some minor injuries, so he gave up the second round.

After they left, Wang Yi continued to watch with little Lori in his arms.

In addition to Han Qianling, the other 'Four Holy Heavens' all competed and won unsurprisingly.

Lin Xiyao also played, and also due to realm reasons, she was defeated in a few minutes.

"Beauty, leave a contact information. ”

Her opponent stood with a sword in hand, smiling and moaning gracefully.

"Get out..."

Because of Xiao Yun's relationship, Miss Lin's anger has not subsided, and she didn't give the other party a good face at all.

The following games are becoming more and more exciting, which can be described as high~~ tides and dizzying.

Eventually, the first round was over.

Except for the two disciples of the Qi cultivation period, all of them were promoted, and Li Tengyun was very satisfied, and he kept nodding and smiling.

"Xiaoyao Sect, Wang Yi. Shentianmen, Jiang Zhi. Get in the ring..."

The old man on the stage called Wang Yi's name again.

Wang Yi stood up, kissed the fairy wife goodbye, then glanced at Yue Shilan and Liu Qian'er, and flew up to the high platform with a bright silver gun.

After the old man verified the spirit stone, he went to the corner of the high platform.

The two looked at each other.

Jiang Zhi is about 22 years old, about 1.75 meters, and is repaired in the late stage of the fourth layer of the foundation. He is different from Zheng Hong, he looks a little feminine, which makes people's hearts chill.

"Wang Yi, your strength is good, but you are by no means my opponent, admitting defeat will not hurt you..."

He sneered.

Wang Mou was secretly upset by the little fart of the 'Lingnan Sect', and after hearing this, he shook his head and said: "Jiang Zhi, your strength is okay, but it is far worse than me, admit defeat..."

Jiang Zhi's eyebrows suddenly straightened, and his face became even colder.

"Yo, I'm still angry..."

Wang Yi felt interesting, his right arm shook, and the bright silver spear rose in the air, falling ten meters away with a 'clang'.

Jiang Zhi couldn't help but be stunned, and asked coldly, "What do you mean?"

"Phew... Phew..."

Wang Mou made a gesture and spat twice, rubbed his hands, and said with a smile: "Come on, I can win you without using magic weapons..."

He had already decided to abstain after this fight, otherwise the short sword would be taken away by others, and the bamboo basket would be empty.

Therefore, Wang Yi decided to play beautifully.

What the?

When the monks in the audience heard this, they were all in an uproar.

Nangong got up suddenly, blew his beard and glared, "This stinky boy, is he crazy?"

Li Tengyun frowned even more, feeling that Wang Yi's move was a little floating.

In addition to the fairies, the women of Yue Shilan are all discolored.

"Cut, what's the big one?"

Lin Xiyao has always dreamed of Wang Yi biting her little feet in the past few nights, and when she woke up, she was ashamed and angry, and when she saw the other party behaving like crazy, she couldn't help but mumble in a low voice.

"Huh?"

Little Lori suddenly heard it, and her eyebrows couldn't help frowning.

Ziyue was frightened, hurriedly went to her beloved disciple's side, grabbed her little hand, and whispered, "You Nizi, can you settle down a little?"

Lin Xiyao pursed her lips and didn't dare to make any more moves.

Meanwhile.

Jiang Zhi on the stage was angry, monstrous.

"Okay, this is self-inflicted..."

He gritted his teeth, and the two fingers of his right hand stretched out, pointing at the sky.

"Xuantian True Secret..."

Jiang Zhi let out a loud shout, and his two fingers suddenly fell on his chest. In an instant, the true qi around him was agitated, and the strong wind was surging. The hair and clothes are scattered and fluttering, which is very imposing.

"Hey, it's not bad. ”

Wang Yi sneered.

'Whew'

Suddenly, Jiang Zhi rose into the sky, the light behind him appeared, and a three-foot silver sword roared out.

"A drop in the ocean..."

He jerked downward.

'Snort'

In the void, the silver light flickered, and a heroic light fell from the nine heavens, rushing straight towards Wang Yi.

Wang Yi's eyes narrowed, and a cloud of seemingly nonexistent clouds suddenly appeared under his feet.

Just when the silver sword was less than 3 meters away from him, there was a 'whew', and Wang suddenly disappeared.

'Bang'

The silver sword was plunged directly into the stone face of the high platform.

In the next moment, there was suddenly an extra figure beside Jiang Zhi, who else could there be if it wasn't Wang Yi.

He appeared so suddenly.

"Huh?"

Jiang Zhi was stunned for a moment, and some didn't react.

"Hey, look at me!"

Wang suddenly screamed, his body rose horizontally in an instant, his legs were like scissors, and he instantly clamped the other party's waist.

"Whew... Ahh

Wang Mou looked up to the sky and roared, and his body twisted hard.

After Jiang Zhi was caught by the other party, he was even more confused, and suddenly found that a strange force came from his body, which was unstoppable, and then he felt that the world was spinning, and he couldn't control it.

And then...

'Whew... Whew...'

Good guys, the two of them fell down in a circle, looking very weird, very similar to the scene in the movie "Avatar", where the yellow bird grabbed the fighter plane and threw it into the mountain.

2 seconds have passed.

'Bang'

Jiang Zhi fell the high platform, and Wang Yi pressed on his stomach, sitting flat and stable.

This one is particularly powerful.

Jiang Zhihao was hung and sat out of shit by Wang.

In an instant, the audience was shocked!

"Damn..."

"This ass is amazing..."

"Nima, Jiang Zhi won't die, right..."

"It's... What's the trick?"

The monks in the audience stood up one after another, their faces shocked, and they exclaimed.

The people of the Xiaoyao Sect looked at each other even more.

The fairies were a little overwhelmed, the eldest woman Sangong had a strange face, and Ziyue was even more pretty, raising her jade hand to cover her delicate face.

They feel that their husbands are too bullying.

At this moment.

"Hmm... Ahem..."

Jiang Zhi coughed a few times in pain, feeling a dull pain in his lower abdomen, and some dampness underneath.

This time it was so fierce that he was really pressed out a little bit of and urine.

"Hey..."

Wang Mou looked at the opponent under his ass and smiled a little shamelessly.

"You..."

As soon as Jiang Zhigang opened his mouth, he experienced the most painful period of his life.

"Hi hi..."

Wang let out a strange howl, clenched his hands into fists, and desperately blasted down on the other party's head.

'Bang bang...'

Suddenly, Jiang Zhi's head was like a rattle, shaking desperately up and down, left and right, and the back of his head kept kissing the cold table.

Wang's fist shadow is flickering, and his strength is incomparable.

The scene was so tragic that the audience was dumbfounded.

"Bastard, I'll kill you..."

Master Jiang also knew it, and quickly reacted, he gritted his steel teeth, swung his right fist, and blasted towards the opponent's left face.

"Fuck you~!!"

Wang Mou also went crazy, and directly burst out with a foul mouth, his left arm instantly blocked Jiang Zhi's wrist, and his right fist was raised high and slammed down on the other party's shoulder.

'Click'