When his attack failed again, he finally couldn't hold back his anger.

"Shen Qingyi! Can you only hide?! Come out if you can! Fight me head-on! Shen Qingyi!"

"Shen Qingyi! You are not a genius disciple of Lingdao Sect! Why, are you even afraid of a small casual cultivator like me?! Don't everyone say that you are the pride of heaven? The water spirit root is against the sky! Are you the pride of heaven with powerful attack power?

?!"

"Is your only ability to dodge!? If you have the ability, just come out! Shen Qingyi! Shen Qingyi! Ah!"

In response to Cong Hong's angry roar, Shen Qingyi's mood did not change at all.

She won't tolerate this kind of provocation.

Another stick fell on Cong Hong's leg. Cong Hong felt pain and the force on his leg forced him to kneel on the ground again.

The thorny vines and water needles that were not swung out were stuck on the palms and arms, and some venom seeped into the punctured wounds.

Cong Hong couldn't help but scream in pain as a burning pain hit her.

"Shen Qingyi!"

Cong Hong's mentality was a bit explosive. At this moment, in addition to being full of anger, she was also filled with countless vented resentments.

A pair of eyes became even redder.

Some monks couldn't help but shake their heads slightly after seeing this.

"I can't bear to be so impatient. I still need to polish the road ahead!"

"What you said is nice! Who hasn't been a little unstable! When facing Shen Qing, with her speed, she can't find anyone at all! What are you hitting? The air? There is nowhere to use all your strength. This is different from

Who wouldn’t be depressed when facing her?! I don’t believe you can maintain a calm mind all the time!”

"That's right! With that speed, who can attack better!"

The spiritual power in Cong Hong's body was being consumed bit by bit.

Seeing Cong Hong who was already a little manic and crazy, Shen Qingyi stopped dodging and waved Zhu Sheng fiercely in his hand.

The howling wind came from behind Cong Hong, and it was too late to dodge.

"Bang!"

The moment the figure fell onto the ring, everyone couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Although they sympathized with Cong Hong, some disciples also saw the venom on Cong Hong's weapons.

This is the world of immortality, where the strong are respected and the winner is the king.

Later, after Shen Qingyi increased his speed, the battle in the ring almost took a complete turn.

It was almost Shen Qingyi who suppressed Cong Hong unilaterally.

And this unilateral suppression finally ended at this moment.

Qi Hong was helped out of the competition range by her friends.

I couldn't help but vomit a few mouthfuls of blood during the process.

Some were injured, and some were angry.

Shen Qingyi took the victory points and returned to his seat.

When meditating and practicing, I can also feel the resentful gaze.

In the next point-breaking match, Shen Qingyi won two more games.

But he also suffered some injuries.

When the new round began and the first arena appeared above the wooden sign in his hand, Shen Qingyi couldn't help but look at the large light screen in the center.

"The first arena, twenty matches. Lingdao Sect Tianshui Peak Luohong Palace Shen Qingyi versus Luyun Peak Xihua Palace Wu Yadan."

This time, she faced Wu Yadan, who had already used up two chances of rebirth.

The first time he met Mo Jiuxiao from Huadi Peak, the second time he met Mo Lin from Chaoyang Peak.

Two players with explosive attack power who were expected to be in the top five were met by her and both were defeated.

At this moment she only has one last chance left.

This opportunity must not be lost!

Otherwise, she wouldn't even be able to enter the top 100 in the sect competition!

She can't afford to lose this face!
Chapter completed!