Yang Qing ignored the shocking eyes of others, challenged again and again, half a day passed, he had won thirty-eight games in a row, and the strength of his opponent was basically from the early to the middle stage of the fourth layer of the physical realm.

For these people, Yang Qing ended the battle with just one move, and many of them directly admitted defeat, but this was not a shame, but they all took it for granted.

Everyone became numb after being surprised, there was no cheering, no applause, just quietly looking at Yang Qing in the ring.

One challenge after another, one opponent after another was picked out of the ring by him, and they were witnessing the birth of a generation of legends.

The broken sword was already covered with a layer of blood, Yang Qing's breathing accelerated slightly, swallowed a pill given by Qian Wanda, and the spiritual power in his body slowly recovered, and he picked thirty-eight games in a row, and the spiritual power consumption was not small.

Slowly wiping the blood stains on the broken sword, Yang Qing's eyes were on Lin Wei of the eighth group, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

At this time, only Lin Wei and Zhong Chuxiong were left in the eighth group, and the others were all beaten down by Yang Qing, for Lin Wei in the glorious world, this is really a naked irony, once upon a time the ants in his eyes were standing on a high place at this moment, looking down on him, and the humiliating chill kept hitting his heart.

He clenched his fists, his nails pierced into the flesh, and his bloodshot eyes stared at Zhong Chuxiong tightly: "Aren't you going to make a move?" Or are you scared!"

Hearing this, Zhong Chuxiong suddenly opened his eyes, and the chill inside made Lin Wei next to him can't help but take a few steps back.

At that moment, Lin Wei clearly felt that Zhong Chuxiong had a killing intent towards him, and he had no doubt that if he said one more word, he would definitely die on the spot.

Swallowing his saliva, Lin Wei said, "Zhong Chuxiong, what do you mean? Don't forget that I am the second young master of the Lin family, and there is an agreement between us." ”

"If you weren't the second young master of the Lin family, you would already be a corpse at this moment. ”

Zhong Chuxiong's voice was cold and emotionless, and the coldness in his eyes made Lin Wei feel like he had fallen into an ice cave, and his body slowly formed frost.

Suppressing the fear in his heart, Lin Wei gritted his teeth and said, "How can you make a move, as long as I can do it, it will be as you wish!"

Zhong Chuxiong stared at Lin Wei tightly, and said softly: "If he wants to lose, the original conditions will remain the same, and another 100,000 spirit crystals will be added, if he wants to die, 100,000 spirit crystals will become 200,000!"

Hearing this, Lin Wei's mouth began to twitch, and he couldn't help but say, "You know that I don't have so many spirit crystals at all, and it's beyond the scope of what I can call the shots!"

"Then find someone who can call the shots!" Zhong Chuxiong closed his eyes again after speaking.

You!

Lin Wei's eyes exuded hatred, he had never been treated like this when he was so big, Yang Qing was the first, and the current Zhong Chuxiong was the second.

"Sooner or later, you will all die in my hands!" Lin Wei thought viciously, gritted his teeth and took out a sound transmission stone, and reported Zhong Chuxiong's request just now to the family.

And in this short period of time, Yang Qing in the ring beheaded two more people, both from Lin Wu's group.

Such a naked slap in the face made Lin Wuqi's teeth itch, but there was no way, he didn't dare to go up.

The scene of Lin Zhen's arm being cut was still imprinted in his heart, for him, Yang Qing at this moment was a big demon king who could not be provoked, whoever touched it would die.

Lin Wei of the eighth group, after taking out the sound transmission stone and talking back and forth for a while, the family finally agreed to Zhong Chuxiong's conditions, which also made him breathe a sigh of relief.

With a smile, Lin Wei came to Zhong Chuxiong's side, and before he could speak, Zhong Chuxiong opened his eyes: "Did your family agree to my request?"

"As long as you can kill Yang Qing in the ring, in addition to satisfying your requirements, my family will also give you another high-level exercise, but there is one requirement. ”

Zhong Chuxiong frowned: "What requirements?"

Lin Wei smiled confidently: "After entering the inner gate of Qianji Peak, you want to join our Lin family's faction, can you accept this condition?"

Hearing this, the corners of Zhong Chuxiong's mouth rose with a touch of arc, and he said with a smile: "I agreed to this condition." ”

"Okay, refreshed!"

Lin Wei clapped his palms and smiled: "Since this is the case, Yang Qing will be handed over to you, please be sure to kill him." ”

Zhong Chuxiong nodded, brought out a string of afterimages, and his body appeared on the ring.

Everyone exclaimed, this is really a battle between dragons and tigers, and I don't know who will kill the deer next, and a shocking war will break out.

Zhong Chuxiong has almost never made a move, but no one can underestimate him, if Yang Qing is a dragon, then Zhong Chuxiong is a fierce tiger.

On the stage, everyone felt that it was difficult to breathe, and the two people in the ring could be said to be the two with the highest strength in the entire inner door selection competition.

Zhao Zhenglong covered his forehead and looked at Yang Qing with a look of resentment, it should have been his battle, and now he was robbed by him.

Hua Manlou looked at the two people above, his face was solemn, knowing that a tragic fight was inevitable, and he began to worry a little about Yang Qinglai.

Zheng Sangou still had no heart or lungs, raised his palms and kept shouting, as if he was personally in battle.

The flames are also full of Zheng Sangou's true biography, a big mouth, which has not stopped at all, it is full of words to cheer for Yang Qing, as well as verbal attacks on Zhong Chuxiong in all aspects.

However, Yang Qing and Zhong Chuxiong can't feel anything outside at the moment.

Their minds are locked on each other, and they are about to engage in the most tragic battle.

Suddenly, Zhong Chuxiong moved, his body disappeared into the air as if illusory.

Yang Qing opened his eyes, and instantly felt that great danger was approaching, and before he could lift the broken sword across his chest, there was a sword aura in the air.

Ding, with a soft sound, Zhong Chuxiong stabbed his sword on Yang Qing's broken sword.

Its strength was like a turbulent wave, knocking Yang Qing directly to the ground, and he spat out a mouthful of blood when he opened his mouth.

"Actually, you've always been just a clown in my eyes!"

Looking at Yang Qing on the ground, Zhong Chuxiong smiled rarely, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Good...... , so fast... Sword!"

Yang Qing slowly stood up, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and stared at Zhong Chuxiong's breezy face, shocked in his heart.

"Here, take the second move. ”

Zhong Chuxiong smiled again, his body suddenly disappeared again, and when Yang Qing reacted, his body had been blasted into the sky by a huge force, and then countless sword qi raged on him, and immediately his flesh and blood were blurred.

"Damn, how can he be so fast. ”

Yang Qing fell to the ground, the skin on his body and the skin cut by the sword qi like glass were opened, and in some places, even bones were exposed, and the pain instantly permeated Yang Qing's entire body, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.