"Ling'er, come on. Zhao Tianxing looked at Qingling who walked into the ring, and silently pinched his sweat.

The two of them reported their names, and soon they fought together, the clash between the long sword and the double blade, and the sound of ping-pong never stopped since the two began to fight.

"Meng Fan can still win, the girl's strength is consumed to the end, and Meng Fan still has a little left. The system, which had been silent for a long time, suddenly spoke at this moment, and Ji Yin, who was watching the game intently, pursed his lips.

"I haven't seen you for a few days, I have grown to this point, I thought that my improvement was already very terrifying, but I didn't expect Meng Fan to progress so quickly. ”

"Master Meng Fan is not an ordinary person, and he himself is the identity of the Son of Destiny, it is very normal for his strength to be so refined, you have to work hard, otherwise when he reaches the Transformation Realm, you will not be able to defeat him. ”

"You can actually kill him now. Ji Yin still didn't give up the idea in his heart.

"I know it's uncomfortable to be stared at, but it's also the price of your crossing, nothing in the world is for nothing, and you've gained far more than you paid. The system didn't avoid the question this time, it directly stated the reason, trying to make Jiyin dispel that thought.

Ji Yin didn't say anything more, he stared at the stage, and after the two of them had passed hundreds of moves, Meng Fan once again used his killer move.

Unlike others, Qingling did not flinch, after she directly took Meng Fan's three swords, although the strength of her body was a little scattered, it still surrounded her body.

Meng Fan froze, looked at Qingling in front of him seriously, and slowly raised his double blades.

"The last resort is the winner. The energy on Meng Fan's body erupted without reservation, and all of it was poured into the double blades in his hands.

"Ancient Wilderness Knife Technique, the last cut, vertical and horizontal cutting!"

"Scattered Flowers and Sword Array!" Qing Ling also launched a killing move, and the two huge energies collided together, and the heavens and the earth changed color.

As the dust on the field slowly dissipated, everyone gradually saw the two people in the ring clearly, both of them were a little embarrassed, their faces were pale, and they each suffered some minor injuries.

"Do you still want to fight?" Meng Fan didn't attack again, just looked at Qingling in front of him.

"I throw in the towel. Qingling didn't continue to stand on the stage, put away his long sword, and slowly walked off the ring.

"This, how is this possible!" Zhao Tianxing bounced up from his chair and looked at his daughter who walked off the stage, dumbfounded.

"Sect Master Zhao, I am willing to accept defeat in the bet, and settle the account first. Polar Shape was also a little surprised, but at this moment he was really very happy, he didn't expect Meng Fan to be so competitive.

Zhao Tianxing sighed, and silently took out two volumes of techniques, this time the Pan Evil Sect could be regarded as the entire army, and there was not even a top three.

"It's my turn to bet on Sect Master Meng. Huang Danling began to take out a book of techniques.

"You old guy is really not ashamed, I know where Fengrong's strength is, I won't bet with you in this game, and I'll bet with you in the last game. Polar frowned. Meng Fan had already tried his best just now, Feng Rong's strength was even stronger than Qing Ling's, not to mention that others were cultivating epic-level exercises, so of course it was impossible for him to send him money.

Huang Danling smiled, took back a few techniques, and watched the game seriously.

After Meng Fan received more than ten moves from Feng Rong, he shot the knife trick just now but was broken by Feng Rong, Feng Rong did not let Meng Fan have a chance to breathe, and the yellow spear in his hand danced rapidly, knocking Meng Fan out of the ring.

Meng Fan didn't resist too much, he flew out of the ring with Feng Rong's offensive, fell to the ground and turned over a few times, unloading those fierce energy, and constantly panting.

Ji Yin slowly stood up, and the energy in his body began to be slowly released, and he quickly rushed into the ring.

"Mid-stage Transformation Spirit!" Huang Danling took out a rare intermediate-level exercise, "Old man Meng, let's play the second biggest!"

"I'm happy to accompany you!" Ji Xing also took out a rare intermediate exercise book and slapped it on the table.

The strength of the opponent, the extreme yin quickly felt it, Feng Rong's cultivation was extremely domineering, and his invincible strength did not take much advantage in front of Feng Rong, and the two of them did not warm up casually, and soon entered the state.

"Turn into a dragon palm!" Feng Rong also used the mastery of the Dragon Transformation Sect, the palm technique used on Feng Rong's body and the palm technique used on Yun Wen's body just now are basically two grades, and the huge palm print with a strong wind pressure quickly slapped towards the extreme yin.

"Turning Cold Flying Shadow Palm!" Ji Yin also shot his own palm technique, he seized the time to cultivate in the past two days, and finally mastered some tricks, and the current power is not comparable to the one two days ago.

Ji Yin's palm didn't dissolve all the strength of the dragon palm, it was still a little bit short, and Ji Yin used a little bit of strength to shake away the big palm in front of him.

"It seems that Rong'er has a slight upper hand. Huang Danling was very satisfied with Feng Rong's performance, and looked at the polar shape sitting beside him, and the polar shape looked calm, just spread his hands slightly.

The extreme yin heart moved slightly, since there was no effect in slapping it with one palm, let's do it a few more times.

Looking at the extreme yin who was concentrating his strength, Feng Rong felt a little strange, this guy's palm just now was not as good as his own dragon palm, what else did he use that trick, didn't he have any hole cards?

Feng Rong didn't come up with a new trick, and still used the dragon palm to slap away the palm of Ji Yin, but to his surprise, Ji Yin almost didn't pause, and directly slapped the second palm.

"This guy has some skills. Feng Rong's face became solemn, and he waved his spear and attacked.

"Hunting is like marksmanship, first shot. ”

The huge energy collided with each other and exploded directly. The two of them each took a few steps back and stood firmly.

"Well, taste my third palm!" Ji Yin rushed forward again. The overwhelming gray energy swept away wildly, and the power of this palm had exceeded the superposition of the previous two palms.

Feng Rong's clothes were pressed tightly against his body, and he launched the hunting technique without hesitation.

"Second shot!" The extremely sharp energy tore through the layers of yin qi, but it was not able to completely destroy the huge palm print. Feng Rong launched his strength and took advantage of the situation to shoot the third shot.

The huge palm print was finally torn apart, and Feng Rong took a few steps back with a slap of the remaining energy. On the other hand, Ji Yin stood there lightly, his clothes fluttering.

"You're really strong. Feng Rong dragged the spear and slowly walked forward.

"But if you have this kind of strength, then that's the end of it!" Feng Rong put the spear behind him, full of strength, and began to condense wildly.

"You're going to make a killing move, aren't you? Ji Yin's hands met, and the seal knot in his hand slowly took shape.

The atmosphere of the martial arts arena has reached its peak.