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No matter what, this old monster Yu wants to treat Ling Xiaoye as a puppet, this kind of bad intentions must be guarded against.

Of course, Ling Xiaoye can't say anything now, he just responds with silence, he can't say thank you!

The old monster didn't go deeper into this matter, but stopped the topic and said to the old ghost Pan, who was not in the dark: "Okay, I talked to this kid, and I can rest for a while." So, let's take a new one!"

"Hurry up!"

Old Ghost Pan looked a little impatient, and he said again: "It's over early, so that I can continue to observe these people's bottom-of-the-box martial arts or exercises." Also, don't let the hundred-fold gourd absorb those dead people and use them as fertilizer! I haven't gone to loot their valuable things yet!"

“......”

Yu Lao Wei was speechless for a moment, he shook his head slightly, and then with a wave of his hands, he teleported the two unconscious people in the cocoon to the competition platform in the middle.

This round of competition is not Ling Xiaoye.

Of course, Ling Xiaoye was still awake, but he was still the same as before, he was restrained and couldn't move, and he could only use his eyes to watch these competitions.

The two of them came to the stage with anger in their eyes, and they both wanted to tear each other apart.

Yu Lao Wei still said leisurely: "Needless to say, there is no need to say more about the rules, only one of the two of you can live, or both of you will die." ”

As soon as the words fell, the Illusory God Realm martial artist standing close to Ling Xiaoye bent his body, and then with a flicker, a spear appeared in his hand, stabbing with one hand, and he actually shook out an attack similar to sword qi.

These attacks are like knives, swift and eye-catching.

And the person on the other side, a faint gray aura was already floating on his body, and he was not in a hurry, and cast a pale white True Yuan shield wall, wanting to block the rapid sword qi.

Burst!

The sword qi from the spear hit the True Yuan Shield Wall, but it was as if it had hit an incomparably hard iron wall, making a distant impact sound.

The man in the Illusory God Realm with the spear, the momentum he had just played was just a feint. At this time, the others had already approached the opponent, and the spear danced again, like a tiger roaring and a dragon roaring, with great momentum!

Whew!

The spear instantly sank into the True Yuan Shield Wall, and then was urged by this person with True Yuan, and the pale white shield wall immediately made a crisp cracking sound like porcelain on the ground, and then cracked.

The man with the spear continued his efforts, and the spear was suddenly shaken out of several afterimages, like ghosts, like phantoms, swishing and sealing most of the opponent's body.

The opponent, smiling, seemed to be waiting for the man to attack.

He unconsciously had a few more pieces of yellow paper in his hand, and then with a flick of his hand, the yellow paper burned in the wind, and in a moment there were three fires, one blocked the remnants of the spear, and the other two whined and galloped towards the man with the spear.

The two of you went back and forth, and they all came up with their own means of pressing the bottom of the box, which made the old ghost Pan, who was not in the autumn, smile and cheer from time to time.

"Yes, yes, yes, that's it, seal the opponent!"

"Yes, to be able to use a set of intermediate martial arts to such a skillful level, it must already be a great achievement. ”

"Alas, the physical body is too weak, and the power can only be exerted seventy or eighty percent......"

Under the comments of Pan Lao Ghost alone, the two fought for more than a dozen rounds.

In the end, the Illusory God Realm monk who cast a spell, with a small magic weapon, took advantage of the crack in the spear warrior to withdraw the spear, and cut off most of the spear warrior's left foot with a sound.

The wounded warrior, the advantage was gone, and the situation, which had barely gained the upper hand, began to turn around, and the victory began to tilt in favor of the monk.

Ling Xiaoye vaguely guessed from the beginning of the fight between the two that this spear warrior was going to suffer, mainly in terms of body technique, it was too slow, and several times it was able to dodge the monk's spell attacks.

Moreover, the yellow paper that this monk took out can be turned into cremation water, and it can be turned into a spitting style, which is simply a simplified magic circle!

This combination of weird spell attacks, coupled with the surprise of the magic weapon, will make the opponent unbearable after all.

At the end, the monk recited a strange spell, two earth-based spells that stuck the spearman's hands and feet, and then a fireball incinerated the spearman.

The warrior who was bound by the earth-based spell could only struggle to the death, but the more he struggled, the more fierce the fire became.

In less than a cup of tea, the warrior with the spear finally died.

The monk won the competition, which made the old ghost Pan who was not in the dark and not slipping in the autumn surprised: "I can actually cast so many spell attacks, it seems that the seedlings are not bad, but it's a pity that the age is over half a hundred, and it is a little late." ”

This kind of comparison, in the eyes of this old ghost Pan and old monster Yu, is common.

But Ling Xiaoye, who was watching the battle from the sidelines, was indeed secretly speechless, after all, this monk's cultivation could be regarded as the eighth level of the Illusory God Realm, and if it was the next level, it would be the late stage of the Illusory God Realm.

This kind of strength, in Yuanjing City, can be regarded as a first-class character. Even if it is the entire Yuxu Empire, it can be a head or an elder or something in an ordinary sect.

However, in the mouths of these two foreign masters, they looked ordinary, how could they not make Ling Xiaoye feel a little surprised?

But that's it, the first competition of the second round was so exciting, which made Ling Xiaoye feast his eyes.

Ling Xianzai didn't worry so much, his biggest shortcoming was his lack of experience in fighting against masters, and now that such a wonderful duel was staged in front of him, he would definitely be able to get some gains from it.

So his eyes kept staring at the stage, hoping that the next battle would be more exciting.

After the old monster sent the winner away, two more people were teleported.

These two people are also similar to the situation in the first scene, as soon as the two of them came to the stage, they began to glare angrily, as if they were feuding.

As Old Monster Yu gave the order to start, the two Illusory God Realms began to fight.

There was another bloody storm on the stage, the hissing sound of spell attacks, and the sound of martial arts unleashing, this was very intense.

The time of a stick of incense passed, and Ling Xiaoye saw the signs, the advantage of one of the martial artists was slowly expanding, and the final blow was like thunder, and half of the opponent's body was blown off with a crackle.

The blood and minced flesh that the seriously injured warrior spilled fell on the martial arts platform, and in the blink of an eye, it was absorbed cleanly by the hundred-fold gourd.

The warrior with the advantage took advantage of the victory to pursue, and sent this seriously injured person to the west with another move!