128 Third Ring Match

"Everyone. At this time, Gu Leiming continued to appear again, "I was going to announce the results of the game just now. But I didn't expect such an accident. ”

Gu Leiming's face was full of smiles: "But I'm very excited, today is the most exciting day in my life." An ordinary mortal girl can defeat a late-stage Qi cultivation cultivator, this is probably unique in Purple Light City and even in the entire immortal cultivation world, this battle is enough to leave a strong mark in the history of the immortal cultivation world, all the monks we are here are the appraisers of this miracle, we will be proud. In addition, we had the privilege of meeting a Jindan monk, which is another great luck, and I believe that we will have a proud conversation for a long time to come. ”

All the monks who remained in the Dharma Arena laughed, it was true, and for many years to come, such an experience would be enough for them to brag about among their fellow monks for a long time.

"The second game of the ring match between the Xiong family and the Yan family, it is indisputable that Yan Feiyan of the Yan family won the final victory, and now both sides have one win and one loss, and the battle is a draw, and then it is the third game of the two families, and it is also the fighting ring match that determines their fate. Now please leave the ring except for the fighting method, and the fighting competition will begin immediately!"

At this moment, Gu Leiming immediately became stern, solemnly announcing the results of the second ring match, and emphasizing the importance of the third ring match.

"Gu Daoyou, Xiao'er is seriously injured now, and it is impossible to fight today, can you be accommodating, our third ring fight with the Xiong family will be changed to tomorrow, what do you think?"

Flattering and a little embarrassed, Yan Nanyuan said to Gu Leiming.

"Patriarch Yan, it's not that I, Gu Leiming, don't give you face, it's just that the ring match must start immediately after one is over, and now it's the last one, do you want to let so many monks present wait for a day because of this little change? This is absolutely not good, and I Gu Leiming don't have the right to change. Please also ask the Yan patriarch to get out of the ring, if the time for the fight is delayed, then don't blame me for exercising the right of the referee and knocking you out of the ring!"

Gu Leiming's face was indifferent, and he looked like he was doing business.

Yan Batian was already seriously injured, and it was very difficult to stand up, looking at his wound that had revealed his white bones, Yan Nanyuan only felt a cramping pain in his heart, and under all his thoughts, he gritted his teeth hard, and was about to admit defeat.

As one of the lifeblood industries of the Yan family, the Yan family medicine garden is related to whether the Yan family can continue to pass it on, once it loses, the Yan family will fall out of the ranks of the second-rate families in Ziguang City and become an ordinary family, and even countless cats and dogs will jump out of the ground, and the wall will fall down and everyone pushes the truth, Yan Nanyuan is not unaware.

But in the choice between losing the Yan Family Medicine Garden and losing Yan Batian, the answer is not very difficult. If the medicine garden is gone, it can still be built, but if the son is gone, then it will never come back.

"Dad, don't worry, our Yan family is fighting!"

The eyes were full of confidence and radiance, and although Yan Batian's physical injuries were serious, his mental outlook suddenly improved a lot after taking the Tongluo Quenching Body Pill not long after.

"Brother Batian, how can you continue to fight if you are injured like this, let's admit defeat!"

The cold autumn water eyes were a little dim, and it was very reluctant to admit defeat without a fight with Yan Feiyan's character, but how could he let Brother Batian go to death.

Since Xiong Qidi can be booked as an outer disciple by the Giant Sword Sect in advance, it shows his genius, although Brother Batian is not bad, but he is seriously injured at the moment, even if he wins the fight, it will inevitably make the injury worse, no matter who wins or loses in this battle, this is not what Yan Feiyan wants to see.

"Yan'er, don't worry, it's just a Qi cultivation period cultivator, Brother Batian, I just stand still, he can't hurt me at all!"

Yan Batian's eyes were shining, and he swore to Yan Feiyan.

Yan Batian didn't lie, with his current cultivation, it was almost impossible for any Qi cultivation stage cultivator to hurt him, even if he was seriously injured.

Under the signal of Yan Batian's eyes, Yan Nanyuan stared at Gu Leiming, who had a "righteous face", and then got out of the ring with Li Xuyang and Yan Feiyan.

In fact, in this case, Gu Leiming, as the referee, only needs to be a little flexible and move the time of the third game of the ring match back by one day.

But Gu Leiming was unwilling, and Yan Nanyuan was helpless, after all, there was still the Xiong family staring at it, and the most important thing was that Gu Leiming was still looking at the latter.

Now Yan Nanyuan has already regretted the words that begged Gu Leiming just now, knowing that the other party would not agree, he still begged with his face, what will be the result besides slapping his face?

The third ring match was about to kick off, and there was a commotion under the ring again, and the remaining monks completely forgot the damage caused to them by the aftermath of the foundation building period monk's battle just now. This can also be understood, the cultivation of the immortal world is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, since your skills are not as good as others, and your luck is too bad, then you deserve to be injured or even killed.

"Hehe, who do you think will win the duel between Xiong Qidi and Yan Batian?"

"Needless to say, it will definitely be Xiong Qidi who wins! Don't forget, the current Xiong Qidi is the top three geniuses in Purple Light City! And Yan Batian, although he has become famous recently, he has a false foundation after all, and with the serious injury, it is simply impossible to win. ”

"Besides, this fighting competition was initiated by the Xiong family, if there is no certainty of victory, the Xiong family will bet on their Fang City?"

"Look, Xiong Qidi is ready to go to the ring!" someone exclaimed, and suddenly, everyone's eyes were drawn to it.

Xiong Qidi, dressed in white and with an excellent demeanor, walked in the middle of the crowd that automatically separated, and slowly got into the ring.

At this time, Xiong Qidi still recalled his father's advice, "You don't have to keep your hands, you will be killed with one blow!"

"Yan Batian, if you admit defeat now, it's still too late, kneel down and kowtow to me three times, and the gambling war will be stopped, you see how it is. ”

Xiong Qidiyun talked lightly, showed a sarcastic smile at Yan Batian, and said seductively.

"Do you guess, will Yan Batian agree to Xiong Qidi's proposal?"

The eyes of the audience all stopped on Yan Batian's body, and they all wanted to know how this half-dead teenager would deal with such temptation and provocation from Xiong Qidi? Although most people thought that kowtowing and admitting defeat was a shame, they could keep the Yan family's medicine garden and the lifeblood of the Yan family, and they could choose this, out of expectation for the last game of the ring match, they hoped that Yan Batian would really be able to fight with Xiong Qidi.

Yan Batian's dark eyes stared at Xiong Qidi tightly, the palms in his sleeve robe were slowly clenched, trying to endure the pain of his body, and his immature face was still full of ridicule.

"If I were you, I would directly admit defeat and stay away now, and obediently hand over the Xiong family's market, if I insist on being strong, the sword has no eyes in the fighting, if I am careless, take your life, your patriarch father, but if you want the white-haired person to send the black-haired person, wouldn't it increase the sadness......"

Under the gaze of the monks in the audience, after a while, Yan Batian finally exhaled slowly and said sneeringly.