[69 Book Bar-WWW.69 SHAU.COM] The moment the ringing rings, the audience suddenly became quiet, and everyone's eyes were concentrated on the ring.

Miaoyi's cultivation is well known, but no one can see through the cultivation of that young man. However, judging from his skills in avoiding the pursuit of two women just now, he has at least the mid-stage Xuan Realm cultivation level.

On the Emei Sect's seat, the middle-aged nun said to the ruthless master with an anxious look on his face: "Senior sister, Miaoyi may suffer a great loss when she meets that thief."

Master Jueqing's face was also full of worry. At this moment, she wanted Miaoyi to surrender immediately.

Back to the ring.

Seeing Miaoyi standing still, Ye Wutian waved to her and reminded her with a smile: "Sister Miaoyi, hurry up and take a move."

Miaoyi could only bite her teeth, put on the rack, and rush towards Ye Wutian with a slight shout.

What she used was the Golden Pin, but her aura was a little less than Hui Jing's. After all, this girl's cultivation was still weak and she could not fully use this set of palm techniques.

Just as she rushed to Ye Wuzai and was about to slap her palm on the other party, the other party's right hand suddenly penetrated like a spirit snake, blocking her palm force while firmly grasping her right palm.

With her right hand under control, Miaoyi could only wave her left hand and continue to attack Ye Wutian, but in front of Ye Wutian, her fancy moves could not cause any storm.

With just one encounter, Miaoyi's hands fell into trouble.

After struggling for a few times, she couldn't break free. Miaoyi could only look at Ye Wutian pitifully, but what she saw was Ye Wutian's evil smile.

"You, what do you want to do?" Miaoyi asked in panic.

"You guess." Ye Wutian said with a wicked smile.

"I won't guess."

"Okay, then I'll tell you with actions." As he said that, Ye Wutian pulled his hands hard and pulled Miaoyi into his arms directly, and then his lips were printed on her forehead again.

"Ah!" Miaoyi screamed in surprise and quickly broke free from Ye Wutian's arms.

Seeing this scene, Master Jueqing stood up from his position too angrily. She seemed to want to rush to the stage to cut the shameless person into pieces, but in the end she forced the anger to suppress. Because she had made up her mind to break the precepts after the competition was over, she must destroy the kid.

Abbot Kongji, who was sitting on the Shaolin seat, shouted Amitabha, and then closed his eyes and recited the sutra.

The rest of the audience were speechless. Ye Wutian dared to tease her beloved disciple in front of the heartless old Ni. This spirit and courage must be admired by everyone.

Ye Wutian licked his lips and said with satisfaction: "Sister Miaoyi, it seems that I have the upper hand in this first round. In the next second round, I will use a more powerful trick. You have to be careful."

When Miaoyi heard this, she was immediately panicked. Of course, she knew that the powerful tricks mentioned by the other party must be some frivolous means.

At this time, the emotionally unfeeling shout of Master Jueqing sounded from the seat: "Miaoyi, come back!"

Since the master had spoken, Miaoyi naturally had no worries. She snorted angrily at Ye Wutian, then turned around and ran off the stage, and ran towards the Emei Sect seat.

The game ended like this, and Ye Wutian felt it was quite boring. After the referee announced the result, he strode away from the arena.

The next few games were not exciting, after all, the first round of preliminaries was mixed, the weak was not good at the weak, and the strong was not strong enough to fight, and the strong was rare in the fight.

However, the first round of the game still hit a small peak, that is, the match between Wan Shijie and a Shaolin monk. Because both of them seem to have the late stage of the Xuan Realm, the battle will naturally be much more exciting. The final winner of this game was Wan Shijie. He used the first thunder of Wan Buddha Palm and easily defeated the opponent's Vajra Body Protection Magical Art, thus making him leaping into the focus of the championship in the eyes of the audience.

In addition to Wan Shijie, a Wudang Sect player named Zhang Liwei and another player named Jingkong from Shaolin Temple also stood out among many players.

As the saying goes, flowers need green leaves to set off. These people can become the focus simply because they meet stronger opponents, which gives them the opportunity to show their true strength.

At the end of the first round, it was lunch time.

Master Jueqing was planning to settle the score with Ye Wutian, but in the blink of an eye, the other party had already run away without a trace.

Compared to Wan Shijie, Ye Wutian's glory seems to be not weak. When walking on the road, everyone around him looked at him sideways, and then pointed and pointed behind his back. He said nothing more than words to praise him for his courage and respectable spirit. Of course, many people were talking about how this poor guy would be abused by the ruthless master...

At about one o'clock in the afternoon, the players who won the first round of the qualifiers started the second round of the confrontation.

The order of playing is still arranged from low to high.

"The next second round of qualifiers officially begin, please let players No. 1 and No. 5 appear."

When the staff announced the players to appear, Ye Wutian had already sat on the ring.

Turning his head and looking around, he saw a fat man jumping towards the ring. The fat flesh on his body trembled, looking like a sumo wrestler.

"Mao family, Mao Yue." The fat man reported to his house as soon as he came on stage.

Ye Wutian stood up and also reported his name, "Lan Jian, Ye Wentian."

"Brother Ye, although you will lose to me next, I still admire the courage you showed in the last game." Mao Yue said with admiration.

"Brother Mao is too much, so I'm just showing off my skills." Ye Wutian said modestly, but he was puzzled. This guy only had the early stage of Xuan Realm, and he didn't know where he got such great confidence.

Soon, the ringtone for the start of the race rang.

"Brother Ye, I'll take it." Mao Yue said, then roared and rushed towards Ye Wutian. This force, combined with his figure, looked scary enough.

Seeing that the other party was about to rush in front of him, Ye Wutian also raised his fists to fight him. But at this moment, because the other party rushed too fast and his figure was too fat, the speed under his feet could not keep up with the inertia of his body. He staggered and rushed forward. After sliding on the ring for a distance, he directly slid down the stage.

The friends were all amazed.

The referee was stunned for a few seconds before he reacted and loudly declared the verdict: "Player No. 1 won."

Mao Yue climbed up from the audience in a mess, patted the dust on his body, and then exclaimed to Ye Wutian: "Brother Ye, your internal strength is so powerful that he can't even use a single move, and he knocked me off the stage."

Ye Wutian felt ashamed and said, "Brother Mao's external skills are more powerful, I admire you."

The first game of the second round ended before the game started. Ye Wutian easily squeezed into the quarterfinals, but there were boos in the audience.

In the second game, Wan Zhixuan faced a casual cultivator who was also a mid-stage Xuan Realm.

The cultivation of these two people is almost the same, but Wan Zhixuan practiced the Wan Family's unique skills, Ten Thousand Buddha Palm. The advantage of her skills added a lot of chance of winning. After a few rounds, she defeated the opponent step by step and finally won the victory.

Wan Zhixuan's victory also determines that her next opponent is Ye Wutian.

In the next few games, the highlights that stood out in the first round were still dazzling. It is particularly worth mentioning that a player from the Gu family named Gu Jianfei made his mark after defeating a late-stage player in the Xuan Realm, becoming another major focus of winning the championship besides Wan Shijie.

In fact, Ye Wutian had noticed this ancient sword flying as early as the last game, because he was the third strong man with the perfect cultivation of Xuan Realm besides Wan Shijie and Shaolin Jingkong. Moreover, he was able to play with the shadowless fist with his magical power. Among the Xuan Realm opponents, there were few opponents. Ye Wutian even affirmed that if this person did not meet him, it would be absolutely no problem to squeeze into the top three.

Since the number of players in the second round was odd, the last player was like Ye Wutian, who was very lucky to advance to the quarterfinals directly.

After the second round, the third round will begin immediately.

Before the staff could read it, Ye Wutian, the focus figure of No. 1, ran onto the ring very consciously.

Wan Zhixuan was very reserved. After the staff finished reading it, she walked onto the ring like a jasper in her family.

Looking at Ye Wutian, who was smiling sensually on the other side, Wan Zhixuan really wanted to rush forward immediately, spit on his disgusting face, and then step on it.

"Little beauty, brother, I still have many despicable methods. Today I will let you see it well." As he spoke, Ye Wutian took out two silver needles and held them in his hand and played with them, obviously reminding the other party.

However, Wan Zhixuan was not afraid at all, but instead looked confident, "Hmph! You shameless scum, today I want you to see the power of my unique skills in the Ten Thousand Buddha Palm."

Ye Wutian narrowed his eyes and said to himself: "This girl has seen my power, so she should have some taboos, but why is she so calm now? Could she have any secret methods?"

"What? Are you scared? If you are afraid, surrender quickly!" Seeing Ye Wutian not speaking, Wan Zhixuan raised her head and said proudly.

"I'm really a little scared, but in order to eat your tender tofu from the little beauty, I'll go out." As he spoke, Ye Wutian stared at Wan Zhixuan's not-so-full steamed buns.

Wan Zhixuan blushed when Ye Wutian looked at her and kept cursing: "You scum, you scum, you big se wolf who can't die a good death."

"Little beauty, you have used so many words of praise to praise me. I am so flattered." Ye Wutian smiled with a shameless smile.
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