If you lose, you will withdraw from the top 100, and if you win, your parents will definitely cut yourself!

Thinking of this, the other 199 disciples all prayed for this wish.

The man in the ring kept reporting a name, and he was relieved to hear that he didn't fight against Xiao Yueyi.

When Xiao Yueyi's name was reported, all those who were not read their names held their breath, their hearts beat faster, and they looked at the man in the ring with a nervous expression.

Watching the man slowly report a name, all the people who were not read let out a sigh of relief, looked at the man who was looking sluggish with a gloating face, and exchanged softly in his mouth.

"Hey, it's a pity, Wang Qiang is a master, with the strength of the ninth order of the Spirit Emperor, if it weren't for His Royal Highness Xiao Yueyi, he would definitely be able to enter the top 100, but it's a pity, I have one less strong opponent."

"What this brother said makes sense, Wang Qiang's luck is too bad, in the first round of two hundred people, he was the first to meet His Royal Highness Xiao Yueyi, hey, whether he loses or wins, it depends on how he chooses."

"Hey, you guys say that, do you really think that His Royal Highness Xiao Yueyi doesn't have the strength to win against Wang Qiang?"

"Hey, brother, Xiao Yueyi is the cultivation of the first order of the Spirit Emperor, how can he win the ninth order of the Spirit Emperor, you think you are listening to the story!"

"Okay, but I always feel that His Royal Highness Xiao Yueyi will definitely win."

"We will win, we will definitely win, this is a must, if we run into it, we will definitely admit defeat, otherwise we will return to the family and be whipped by that group of elders."

"Hey, I'm talking about His Royal Highness Xiao Yueyi winning with his own strength, you can wait and see, I always feel that His Royal Highness Xiao Yueyi's strength is unfathomable."

"You're thinking too much, okay, let's get ready to compete, I'm done reading the name."

After a few people finished speaking, they once again took a deep look at Wang Qiang, who was crying, shook his head and sighed, and flew into the ring.

In a matter of moments, the ring changed into a hundred small rings, and there were two people standing on top of each ring, but they did not start to take the lead, but set their eyes on the two people in the sky.

Because, they want to see whether Wang Qiang is ready to admit defeat or continue to fight to the end.

Looking at the gaze coming from below, Wang Qiang's heart sank, and he stepped into the ring with a hard head.

Seeing Wang Qiang walking into the ring, Xiao Yueyi also dodged, stepped into the ring, and said to Wang Qiang: "Take out your real strength, this is just a competition, don't worry, I will never blame you." ”

Hearing Xiao Yueyi's words, Wang Qiang slowly put down the worries in his heart, and said after thinking about the three of us: "Since His Royal Highness Xiao Yueyi has said so, then I might as well be respectful, Your Highness Xiao Yueyi, please put it." ”

After Wang Qiang finished speaking, the strangely shaped big knife appeared in Wang Qiang's words, stroking the blade, Wang Qiang said with a cautious face: "Your Royal Highness Xiao Yueyi, this knife is my family's reward and my inferior aura, bloodthirsty knife, as long as it is scratched by the second knife, even if it breaks a little skin, the blood will be instantly drawn out, His Royal Highness Xiao Yueyi is careful." ”

Seeing that Wang Qiang finished speaking, the other disciples in the ring all boiled, and said loudly: "Wang Qiang is not dying, the spirit weapons have been taken out, aren't you afraid of being beaten to death by his father?" ”

"Hey, Wang Qiang, Wang Qiang, mourn for you for three seconds, I hope your father won't kill you."

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