Chapter 67: The Quarterfinals
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"Hehe, Moyang, it seems that I won this bet. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info" After seeing Feng Yi win, the corners of Meng Hui's mouth showed a slightly meaningful smile.
"Isn't it just a Transformation Pill, it's for you. Mo Yang said coldly, and with a flick of his fingers, a cyan pill popped out. The cyan pill is the Divine Pill, this Divine Pill is refined from the Divine Fruit, its effect is twice that of the Divine Fruit, if nothing else, taking the Divine Pill during the Pure Spirit Period can directly improve the strength of the third order, and there is no side effect at all. It's just that if it is refined into a pill, the special attribute of the Transformation Divine Fruit will disappear, but almost no one will know about this.
"Hehe, I just like a cheerful person like you. Meng Hui took the Transformation Pill and said with a smile, but his eyes were on Feng Yi who had left the martial arts arena.
This son's talent is not weak, and his strength is so strong, but the spirit technique he uses is only a mid-level Xuan-level, and it seems that he is a genius boy of that family, so he may be able to use it for his own use.
As for Mu Yuwei, she was directly ignored by Meng Hui, because she couldn't feel the slightest spiritual power from Mu Yuwei's body, so she subconsciously regarded Mu Yuwei as a maid with style, he didn't think that a little girl's strength could be stronger than himself.
"Yuwei, where do you want to go around?" Feng Yi asked after leaving the martial arts arena.
"There's nothing interesting about this Qincheng, why don't we go outside the city, there seems to be a small river, and the scenery is said to be quite good. Mu Yuwei thought for a while and said.
"Listen to you. Feng Yi smiled softly and spoke. After deciding, Feng Yi came to the outside of Qincheng with Mu Yuwei.
The clear river flows slowly, and a few willow trees by the river sway gently with the breeze, although it is autumn, but the leaves of this willow tree have not turned yellow, and they are still green again.
Feng Yi and Mu Yuwei sat down by this small river, Mu Yuwei leaned on Feng Yi's shoulder, and the two of them sat quietly like this, watching the river flow slowly.
It's just that this silence didn't last long before it was broken.
There were three people who came, led by a young man who looked to be about twenty years old. Dressed in a white robe, with a faint medicinal fragrance on his body. Behind him was a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy, but the right side of the boy's face was swollen, and even one of his front teeth was missing, which looked very funny. The young man was followed by a young man in black.
"Yo, you two are very relaxed!" the young man laughed, his tone full of mockery.
"It seems that I beat you lightly last time, and I will be beaten again this time!" turned his head and found that it was the guy who didn't open his eyes the day before yesterday, and Mu Yuwei, who was disturbed, was naturally in a very bad mood.
Feng Yi was a little confused by this sudden happening, but after looking at the swollen young man, he understood seven or eight points. I said what was the bloody stain on the outside of the arena the night before, I see. Feng Yi secretly thought, I'm afraid that the blind boy wanted to tease Yu Wei, but he was slapped away by Yu Wei, and he felt that he couldn't get over his face, and he came to seek revenge.
"You! hum!" The young man with a swollen face was poked in the sore spot by Mu Yuwei, but he couldn't refute it, so he had to snort coldly.
"Brother Tian, you have to make the decision for me, otherwise our Mo family's face will not be able to pass. The young man said to the white-robed young man beside him.
"The Mo family's face has made you lose everything, and you still have the face to say it here. The white-robed young man glared at the young man and said coldly.
"This girl, in the Mo family, I also know about you and my brother Mo Hong, this matter is indeed his fault, but you are too ruthless.
For the sake of you being a girl, I don't care so much about you, apologize to my brother, and this matter is over. Mo Tian spoke, his tone was completely commanding, and he also showed that he was very wide and empty. It's just that Mu Yuwei doesn't eat him.
"I haven't heard of it, and it's not my fault, why should I apologize. Mu Yuwei pursed her lips and said disdainfully.
"Little girl, don't you toast and don't eat and drink, otherwise you can't afford the consequences" Mo Tian's eyes suddenly turned cold, he didn't expect that someone would dare to disobey his order.
"That's enough. If you say enough, get out!" At this time, Feng Yi stepped forward, protected Mu Yuwei behind him, and said coldly to Mo Tian. Although he knew that Mu Yuwei wanted to solve this matter, he only needed to raise his hand, but he couldn't just watch from the sidelines.
"What do you say, you have the ability to say it again. Mo Tian looked at Feng Yi and said coldly, and the spiritual power in his palm was already quietly running.
"Let you go, you don't understand people, right? Feng Yi said disdainfully.
"Looking for death!" Before the words fell, Mo Tian slapped out with a palm, and Feng Yi's reaction was not slow, and he immediately activated his spiritual power and slapped it with one palm.
Bang!
The two palms faced each other, making a dull sound, Feng Yi took a step back and stabilized his body, while Mo Tian did not move at all.
'This person is not simple!' Mo Tian secretly thought to himself, the strength that Feng Yi showed was only the second order of the Pure Spirit, and he was the sixth order of the Pure Spirit, and the person who went down to the second order of the Pure Spirit would at least suffer some minor injuries with one palm, and Feng Yi was just taking a step back. Judging from the palm opposite him just now, Feng Yi's spiritual power is far more powerful than that of ordinary second-order people of the Pure Spirit, looking at him, his background is not simple, if he fights with him here now, I am afraid that he will not be able to stand it, then he will not be able to participate in the spiritual cultivator conference at that time, it is not worth it for a trivial matter. And he looked a little familiar, he must have seen it somewhere.
"You're the one who defeated Mo Yan. With his hands behind his back, Mo Tian spoke.
"What, to be together?" Feng Yi sneered.
"It shouldn't be difficult for you to get into qualifying with your strength, but I'm going to make you lose ugly. After Mo Tian finished speaking, he turned around and left. Although Mo Hong was unwilling, he had no choice but to leave with Mo Tian.
Feng Yi and Mu Yuwei didn't want to stay here anymore because they were disturbed, so they returned to the inn.
The second day's qualifiers Feng Yi passed very smoothly, perhaps because he met a very strong opponent before, so the opponents he met the next day were not very strong, Feng Yi ended the game early and entered the top eight.
Anyway, there was nothing to do, Feng Yi just sat in the audience to watch the game, and by the way, he also learned a little about the strength of the opponent he might meet.
After Feng Yi finished the game, Di Ying also ended the game, and in the second game, he met a person of the fourth order of the Pure Spirit, but that person was knocked off the battle platform after holding thirty moves in his hands, and that Di Ying still had some hands, otherwise, I am afraid that person would not be able to hold ten moves.
Feng Yi's evaluation of him is that it is very tricky.
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