Due to the practice of practicing the exercises, the faster the practice speed, the greater the burden on the body. As the exercises deepen, this phenomenon will become more and more serious.

Wu Zhengyang suddenly became anxious, thinking that if this person participated, he might destroy his plan. He shouted to the martial arts competition platform: "He is obviously ill, how can he be qualified to participate in the princess's martial arts competition to recruit brides?"

The two caregivers beside the No. 1 station had extremely serious faces. This was beyond the scope of their choice. They looked down at the bottom of the high platform.

The bottom of the platform was surrounded by red brocade, and there was no sign of the situation inside. At this moment, they both clasped their fists and bowed to the same place.

Before they could speak, a pressure from the eighth level of the Lingzong came from the audience.

Qu Jianxiu's body suddenly stagnated, as if he was being targeted by an ancient beast. A spiritual power penetrated into his body and began to check it.

The expression on his face suddenly changed wildly, and he could not have the slightest resistance.

A sudden pressure broke out from the audience, and a man wearing a hat appeared. This person was Yan Xiuwen, the master of Wanshe Valley.

He angrily shouted in an extremely cold voice: "Is this your way of hospitality?"

The two pressures collided and canceled each other out of each other. He felt a lighter on his body. The means he had already prepared in his body were instantly activated, and the spiritual power was instantly suppressed.

Everyone in the audience changed their faces, and they felt a wave of chill coming, and they felt inexplicably frightened.

Fortunately, the two pressures only lasted for a moment, and then disappeared without a trace, but many people were no longer interested in participating and were far away from here.

Wu Zhengyang was thundering in his heart. He was really afraid of this old poison deep in his heart, but with Wu Xinghuai's guard and the position of the prince-consort, he couldn't help but be brave.

He pointed to Qu Jianxiu on the stage and continued, "He obviously damaged his body because of excessive practice. Sending such a person to fight for the prince consort is not really for the princess..."

"You guy from the Wu family who is sarcastic, dare to curse me as the disciples of Wanshe Valley. Do you think I dare not touch you?" Yan Xiuwen's cold voice sounded again, and then he released a powerful pressure on the other party.

A powerful aura suddenly rose from Wu Xinghuai's body, and he said in a cold voice: "If you want to move him, you will pass my level first. If you want to fight, I will accompany you."

Wu Zhengyang hid behind Wu Xinghuai and immediately shouted: "But that's the case. Send such disciples to fight. Where are you going to place the royal family?"

Luo Yongchang rushed out quickly, stared at Yan Xiuwen's angry face, and shouted: "Enough, everyone knows when they see your eldest disciple's body. Is this going to break up with my royal family?"

Several auras were revealed around the competition venue at the same time, and Yan Xiuwen only felt locked by several auras.

He snorted coldly and said, "I have no intention of being an enemy of the royal family, but why can't they participate in my Wanshe Valley disciples? We only want one opportunity. If you want to fight in a group, I won't be afraid."

As soon as he finished speaking, the black air scattered around him, as if he would fight if he didn't agree.

Everyone in the field rushed out, fearing that the black air would get a little bit off, and the scene started to get messy.

The dozens of people in the Wu family were as if they were facing a great enemy. They hurriedly pinched their hands and condensed a huge protective barrier, covering them all.

Luo Yongchang's face was full of solemnity. Today's Ying'er's major events should not be a big fight. If you really take action, you will only lose both sides and there will be countless people to encounter them.

If you promise him, you will violate the principle. Violating the principle will lose your prestige. When he was in a dilemma, a voice sounded from a distance, "Since you want an opportunity, why not come here first to try to defeat me?"

Everyone looked in the voice, and when they saw the figure standing beside the platform, they were surprised, "Young Master Yan is finally going to take action..."

Yan Xiuwen narrowed his eyes and looked at Yan Liang, saying, "Can you participate if you defeat your disciples?"

Iwara shook his head, "Just let you know... it's meaningless to fight for a long time, because you don't have a chance at all."

"What an arrogant boy. Since you want to stand up, I'll take you out of your anger first."

Under the high platform, Yan Liang waved his hand and formed a shielding formation. He looked at Qu Jianxiu and said lightly: "I'll give you a chance to take action when I come from afar, let's do it..."

Qu Jianxiu quickly circled around the black air. He received the instructions from his master and was about to take action, but his eyes became ruthless.

I saw him wave his right hand, and the black air around him rolled up quickly, rushing towards Yanliang with a huge momentum.

But his pupils suddenly shrank, and his forehead was filled with cold sweat. He had no time to react, and he was pierced by a shuttle arrow.

The shuttle arrow hovered in front of his forehead and had pierced a few minutes. The blood dripped down wildly, and it made a "sizzling" sound when it landed on the ground. Obviously, the blood contained a very poison.

Qu Jianxiu sighed slightly. This was the move he asked him to take first, otherwise he would not even have a chance to take action, and there was no possibility of winning the huge gap in strength.

After he put away the black air, he clasped his fists to Yanliang, "Thank you, Young Master Yan, for showing mercy. I am convinced of losing."

Yanliang looked at him and said lightly: "The skills in your sect are lacking, and the body cannot withstand the erosion of the poison. If you don't want to die too early, it's better to disperse your skills."

He nodded unconsciously. He knew all of these, but he still practiced, and many of them were helpless.

He is not very confident and wants to achieve something and can only take risks.

At this moment, he had already admired Yan Lianxin. The other party not only spared himself, but was so powerful and had no airs. "Thank you for the warning of Young Master Yan, but there is no way..."

While they were talking, the competition continued on the martial arts stage.

The competition has become increasingly fierce here, and the genius children from all top families have come on the stage and compete for the No. 2 platform.

Except for the temporary stop of Channel 1, several people went to Station 3 to challenge, but they were all easily defeated by him.

The other party was seriously injured, including several people of the fourth level of the Great Spirit Master, and even one person of the fifth level of the Spirit Master was defeated by him.

No one came on stage for a while, but soon after, a man in his twenties, with a clever figure and an ordinary appearance came.

He wore a long blue gown, and after he went on stage, he clasped his fists to Qin Gaoming and said, "I once regretted it, I am alone."
Chapter completed!