Seeing Zhao Yuting's delicate appearance, the eyes of the black-robed young man suddenly lit up: "It's so beautiful, a girl from the Kyushu Continent, I want to conquer you with my strength!"

"Okay!"

Zhao Yuting smiled slightly, she was born with a hint of charm, this smile suddenly saw that the black-robed young man was even crispy, and immediately, he couldn't wait to rush forward and start a fierce battle with Zhao Yuting.

The other party was two whole realms higher than Zhao Yuting, and Qin Yi was still a little worried about this competition, and watched intently at the fight between the two in the ring.

Because of the gap in cultivation level, Zhao Yuting obviously had the upper hand at the beginning, but soon, she gradually equalized with her opponent, and gradually gained the upper hand again, forcing her opponent to retreat.

Seeing such a battle scene, Qin Yi was completely relieved, it was obvious that Zhao Yuting had already cast her best poison without moving, and the opponent had already been poisoned, but she didn't know it at all.

This competition didn't last long, and the black-robed young man was put down under the ring by Zhao Yuting with a palm.

"Obviously, you can't conquer me!"

Zhao Yuting looked at the black-robed young man under the ring, smiled charmingly, and had a lot of charm.

Looking at Zhao Yuting in the ring, who was like a flower and jade, the black-robed young man's expression was extremely gloomy, he couldn't understand why he was defeated inexplicably!

With such a strange result, he would not have thought that he had been poisoned by Zhao Yuting even if he was afraid of death.

Zhao Yuting successfully promoted to the next round of the competition!

After Zhao Yuting, it was Lu Yuesheng, a naturally cool man, who didn't wait for the old man in the white robe to report his number, but stood in the No. 1 ring without saying a word, standing proudly in the center of the ring, up and down his body, faintly surging with a touch of murderous intent.

His opponent was a middle-aged man in a yellow robe, and his cultivation had already broken through to the early stage of the Seven Realms of the Sect Dao, which was a whole realm higher than Lu Yuesheng.

"Let's shoot!"

Because he is a whole realm higher than Lu Yuesheng, the middle-aged man in the yellow robe has absolute confidence in this competition.

However, as soon as his words fell, he felt that Lu Yuesheng in front of him had directly turned into a shadow.

It's true, at this moment, Lu Yuesheng himself seemed to have disappeared out of thin air, leaving only a shadow!

In the blink of an eye, the shadow had already floated in, and the middle-aged man in the yellow robe felt a sudden chill on his neck.

He fixed his eyes, and suddenly his face turned pale, only to see that Lu Yuesheng's hand was holding an ink-colored small sword, silently against his neck, as long as Lu Yuesheng slightly pushed the ink-colored small sword forward, it would directly pierce his throat.

Lu Yuesheng's knife-like face, without the slightest expression, a pair of cold eyes, looked at the middle-aged man in yellow robe motionlessly.

Yes......

With one move, the middle-aged man in the yellow robe was defeated!

The middle-aged man in the yellow robe didn't even have time to make a move!

Under the ring, there was another exclamation.

"Yuesheng's shadow killing skill, it seems that it has improved a lot compared to before, not bad!"

After being stunned, Qin Yi smiled faintly, sincerely happy for Lu Yuesheng.

The stronger Lu Yuesheng and Zhao Yuting's strength, the more beneficial it will be to this rescue operation.

So far, Zhao Yuting, Duanmu Xue, and Lu Yuesheng have all been successfully promoted to the second round of the competition, leaving Qin Yi with no competition.

The game continues.

"No. 8, No. 2 ring. ”

The white-robed old man said expressionlessly.

No. 8, it's Qin Yi!

"Qin Yi, it's your turn. ”

Duanmu Xue smiled gently at Qin Yi.

"Hmm. ”

Qin Yi nodded, stood up, shot the Xuan Qi in his body towards the No. 3 ring, and then slowly landed in the center of the ring.

He stood there at random, and his whole body was faintly exuding an impeccable momentum.

"Look, everyone, it turns out to be that lump of cow dung from the Kyushu Continent!"

"His opponent is me, it must be me!"

"How could it be you? It must be me, you wait and see, the deacon will soon report my number, and when I go up, I will knock him down with one punch!"

"Deacon, call my number, let me go up, and blast that girl's handsome face into a pile of cow dung!"

“......”

As Qin Yi stood in the ring, around the ring, a wave of noise suddenly sounded, and many males looked at Qin Yi with fanatical faces.

Everyone clenched their fists excitedly, hoping that they could go to the ring and blast the young man into a real piece of cow dung.

Qin Yi's current cultivation is only worthy of breaking through the Seven Realms of the Sect, and most of the people here have a higher cultivation level than him, so it will not be too difficult to blast him into a pile of cow dung.

Looking at the fierce scene, many people were quite crying and laughing, even the deacon in the white robe, with a strange look on his face, glanced at the young man in the ring from a distance.

However, the young man in the ring, in the face of the noise around him, always stood there calmly.

"No. 89, No. 2. ”

After a pause, the deacon called out the number.

"Who is 89?"

As the deacon's words fell, the eyes of everyone around searched the crowd, wondering who was the person who was going to play?

Suddenly.

A figure in a purple robe burst out of the crowd, and in the blink of an eye, he came to the No. 2 ring and stood in front of Qin Yi.

Everyone looked at it, only to see that the person who rushed to the No. 2 ring turned out to be a girl in a purple robe, the girl looked only about twenty years old, her appearance was a little delicate, standing in front of Qin Yi, looking a little timid.

"I'm grass, how can I be a chick?"

"Ah, why not me?"

"Chick, come down, replace me up, I'm going to beat him into a pile of real cow dung!"

I saw that Qin Yi's opponent turned out to be a young girl, and many males, all of a sudden, were beating their chests and feet, and it was not themselves who hated it.

Listening to the unwilling angry shouts around him, Duanmu Xue, Zhao Yuting and Lu Yuesheng in the crowd all had strange expressions on their faces, these people, are they all teases invited by monkeys?

Looking at the purple-robed girl standing there in front of him, Qin Yi himself opened his mouth a little unexpectedly, he didn't expect that the girl in his round of competition would be a delicate and weak girl.

"Girl, you are not my opponent, admit defeat. ”

Qin Yi smiled faintly.

Through the Heavenly Demon's left hand, Qin Yi could easily find out that the cultivation of this purple-robed girl was worthy of breaking through the peak of the six realms of the sect, and even the seven realms of the sect had not yet been reached.

"No, I'm not going to throw in easily!"

The purple-robed girl stubbornly shook her beautiful head, and in an instant, on her graceful and delicate body, a majestic sect internal strength suddenly surged.

This article is from the novel of Kanshu.com