Andrew stood quietly in the ring with a hint of a smile, as if he had stepped into the ring for the first time. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

There was not a single scar on his calm face, not even the corners of his clothes were shattered.

After several minutes of Xue Sha's explosive attack, Andrew still stood in the ring unscathed.

Shock and sighs turned into an uproar after a moment, followed by emotions and words.

And Xue Sha, who was Andrew's direct opponent, adjusted his emotions after a moment of shock and continued to attack.

A few strands of yellow sand were like electric dragons, drilling towards Andrew.

He only waved his hand slightly, like chasing a fly, and with a slight wave, he defused all of Xue Sha's attacks.

Immediately, he put away his smile, but he sighed slightly, and with a volley, a ray of light attacked Xue Sha.

A wall of sand emerged in an attempt to stop it, only to be broken up in an instant. So the second path surged up, and the third came out, until the ninth path appeared in front of Xue Sha.

And then, no more, then.

At the same time that the ninth sand wall was dispersed, Xue Sha was also concentrated at the same time, and was directly blasted out of the ring.

One move! Andrew, who has achieved success in half a step, won in the third ring match during the Demon Clan Competition.

There was silence, no applause and no one cheering.

Even the few people who did not appear in the extraterritorial clan were silent, and their expressions were faint, as if everything should be taken for granted.

Naturally, unscathed, as a matter of course, one move wins, and as a matter of course, extremely strong.

After the referee announced the result of the match, Andrew slowly stepped down with his trademark smile.

Xue Sha, on the other hand, left the venue with a gloomy face.

The silence of the scene lasted until the next ring match began, and seeing this, I muttered: "Xue Sha is very powerful, why after he lost, the faces of the people of the demon clan were so ugly, so shocked, as if he lost to a half-step Dacheng It was completely undeserved." ”

Ye Weiyang looked at the ring and replied expressionlessly: "Xue Sha's realm may not be very strong, but his combat ability is at least in the top ten in the consummation realm of the younger generation of the demon clan. ”

"In the top ten, aren't there nine others who are better than him? Now that the ring matches have reached the top 32, isn't it normal for him to meet a strong opponent and lose?" I wondered, thinking that the reason for the silence of the audience should not be just this.

Ye Weiyang shook his head and said, "I don't know either." Perhaps, their expectations for Xue Sha before the game were too high. And this kind of expectation, or his mentality of not wanting to lose, makes him go directly to the full firepower as soon as he enters the game, and under this kind of attack, even if it is directly resisted by the Dacheng realm, it may hurt a little. But Andrew, on the other hand, was unscathed, and defeated Xue Sha with one move. Under this kind of gap, the scene will be so silent. ”

Ye Weiyang's analysis may be extremely close to the truth, but even if the cause is known, what can be done, if no one snipes the extraterritorial demon clan strongly, the final result will be just silence.

In silence, gloomily to meet failure.

"It's the same root, why is it too anxious to fry each other, why is it too anxious. I couldn't help but read a "sour poem", which made Ye Weiyang look at me with disdain.

The second game of the 32nd into the top 16 of the Demon Clan's Great Contest Perfection Realm Ring Tournament, the strong showdown of the local demon clan. Perhaps because of the strong participation of the foreign demon clan, this duel that can be called a wonderful duel was only a sparse applause in the end.

No one applauded or cheered, as if it didn't matter who won or lost.

But also, whoever loses and who wins is a little heart-wrenching.

Before the third game began, the atmosphere on the scene suddenly changed. Silence turns to cheers, silence to shouts.

Qingwan, who was dressed in red, had an indifferent expression on her face, holding the sake in her hand, and slowly stepped onto the stage.

Her opponent is Martin, a strong man with a long sword from an extraterritorial clan.

One is strong in appearance, one is soft in appearance, one is an extraterritorial clan who is very strong in performance so far, one is the daughter of the patriarch of the local demon clan who entered the top thirty-two without seeing how to make a move, one is a player who is not very pleasing to the audience and even slightly hostile, and the other is a beautiful woman who has flowers on the road at any time when she is one of the best in the popularity of the demon clan. Before the game between the two started, it was already full of highlights.

Is it just like that, can you win?

Looking at Qingwan with an indifferent face, I tried to recall her first two games, but after thinking about it for a long time, I didn't come up with any information at all.

How did she win those two fights, and what tricks did she make?

As a result, in my bitter memory, the game has begun.

Putting away my emotions, I turned my attention back to the ring.

Perhaps it was because Qingwan's indifference brought a certain amount of pressure to Martin, he looked at his opponent with a somewhat solemn expression, but he didn't rush to attack with the long sword in his hand.

As a result, Qing Wan smiled slightly and said, "If you don't make a move, I'm going to do it." ”

The tone was extremely relaxed.

When she opened her mouth, her opponent was still unmoved, but her expression became more solemn.

So Qingwan began to approach gradually, one step at a time, two steps and three steps.

Martin, on the other hand, remained motionless.

It's just that his body began to tremble slightly.

Scared, nervous, panicked?

Looking at Qingwan, who was approaching with a light smile, I was at a loss.

What is the situation, and why I can't see anything.

Is it because Qingwan is putting too much pressure on the opponent, or is Martin brewing some big moves.

So gradually, the distance between the two changed from a few feet to a few steps.

Martin still didn't make a move, and Qingwan smiled quietly.

Then he pushed it out and pressed it to Martin's chest, but it seemed to be a gentle push against the door.

Then there was a bang, and the door collapsed.

Martin, like a hill, flew out of the ring and fell to the ground, stirring up a puff of dust and smoke.

This is the end of the game.

Qingwan won with one move, while Martin didn't make a move.

Even, there was not a trace of resistance.

There was silence in the stadium, followed by cheers. The local demon clan rose up instantly, and the momentum seemed to be about to tear down the venue.

I was still at a loss, looking at Qingwan who was smiling and getting off the stage, with a confused expression.

What the hell just happened, why Martin was shaking, why he didn't move from beginning to end, let alone make a move.

Why did Qingwan just push lightly and knock Martin out of the ring.

Exactly, what happened?

I couldn't figure it out, and began to attribute everything to Qingwan's exercises.

But there is no one to testify.

Slightly distressed, he heard Liu Tian say indifferently: "It's not just the exercises, but also the realm cultivation and the control of the breath." ”

Hearing this, I frowned slightly, thought for a while, and said, "You mean, Qing Wan's breath was put on the opponent's body, so he couldn't move?"

Seeing Liu Tian nodding, I exclaimed: "It's amazing, such a long distance, just relying on breath to control the opponent, so that the opponent can't move." Qingwan, so strong. ”