Facing Qin Yang's inquiry, although the man on the other side did not have the confusion of Wu Tianliang, he still had a spirit of dissatisfaction. He clasped his fists and said, "No, although he knew that the Young Master's Highness was super strong, he still wanted to give it a try. Even if he didn't want to win, at least he couldn't do it in vain. In addition... being able to compete with the Young Master of Reincarnation may be a rare experience in the next game."

This player has a pretty good mentality. Moreover, he comes from the Yan family among the seven earthly marquises, but he does not have the playboy spirit of a noble family, which is very good.

Qin Yang nodded and left with his fists.

In fact, at this stage, there are really fewer abstentions because the rules are different. Even if Qin Yang hits it away with a sword, at least if he participates in the competition, he will be ranked first in front of the abstention girl. He can be beaten one in the front of the ground list after being beaten. It is worth it!

The same mentality as this guy is another girl soul cultivator, that is, the one who competes against Xia Longxing. No matter what, as long as you participate in the competition, you will be at least the top seven.

So, she and Xia Longxing are left on Qianlongtai. Because the game of "one" draw was abstained, then the two who got the "two" draw were the first game, and the fight started immediately.

This is actually Xia Longxing's first appearance in the entire competition for the local list, and he is very interested. However, when facing ordinary people, Xia Longxing still has the same cold and arrogant temperament, and is as lonely as snow in white clothes.

In fact, Qin Yang always felt that Xia Longxing was a little dressed, especially in this white dress. Only after he was really familiar with him did he realize that this guy still had a sense of enthusiasm under his cold appearance.

"Take out all your strength, I will let you take the move first." Xia Longxing was as noble and cold as ever.

The girl opposite nodded, said, "Please forgive him," and activated her own war soul. The orange leopard-shaped war soul flashed away, and then rushed forward with a short spear in his hand. As soon as he took action, it turned out to be an extremely ruthless move.

"Useless." Xia Longxing sneered, and the long sword in his hand suddenly pulled out, as clear as a dragon's roar. Then the light red tiger king's battle soul on his head suddenly exploded, creating a huge suppression momentum in an instant.

With a clear sound of collision, the short gun in the girl's hand was instantly knocked away. Even her body retreated several steps.

Xia Longxing secretly called it a pity. Because he also wanted to do this like Qin Yang, his opponent would knock out the Qianlongtai with one move. In this way, he might seem to be not inferior to Qin Yang. Unexpectedly, this girl was more alert and tried to take her out of the Qianlongtai and still guaranteed that she was not injured or hit out of the Qianlongtai.

In fact, it’s just that Xia Longxing likes to pretend too much. Because he originally had a battle totem suit, but he felt that using this girl in the mid-term grade of Coaling is a bit disgusting. What’s more, this girl doesn’t have a suit, and she’s strong but using a suit, which seems to be bullying, right? Will she reduce points to her image as white as snow?

Now that the attack has not been effective, Xia Longxing felt a little careless. But the more he did this, the more embarrassed he was to activate the totem suit.

"What a pity... Then try to defeat her within three moves!" Xia Longxing said in his heart, and at the same time, he chased after her with big strides like a wind. The sword in his hand was as powerful as a rainbow, piercing the girl's throat. Of course, he had the confidence to stop. As long as the sword fell in front of his throat, he would win this game.

Everyone saw the exquisiteness of Xia Longxing's moves and the pony of his power. He didn't even need to activate the power of the battle totem, and he was enough to suppress his opponent with his violent style and unable to breathe.

The violent route is the usual style of the Daxia royal family. The Daxia King is the representative of this fighting style, and Xia Longxing has completely inherited this.

The long sword was stabbed, and the girl hurriedly dodged in a mess, and she barely avoided. Xia Longxing slapped her with his left hand, hit her on the shoulder, and slapped her away with a palm.

The girl's soul cultivator's body flew straight toward the Qianlong Platform, and the battle was about to end. However, he didn't know that a rope suddenly popped out of the girl's hand, and a sharp steel leopard claw in a section of the rope. The leopard claw grabbed the ground of the Qianlong Platform with a clang, causing the girl to not fly out of the Qianlong Platform.

The girl's body barely fell on the edge of Qianlongtai, but since she did not fall out, she naturally did not lose.

Xia Longxing was very annoyed and thought that if he couldn't fight for so long, he would be too embarrassed. After all, Qin Yang won without even using up a single move when he took action.

So Xia Longxing chased after him again, but she didn't know that the girl felt that the strength gap was too big, so she stopped fighting with him head-on. After the girl put away her leopard claws, she fled quickly and flexibly on the Qianlong Platform. Every time Xia Longxing chased her, she would escape from wherever she chased her.

This girl is a leopard-shaped war soul, and she practices the corresponding skills, so she is naturally good at speed. Moreover, there is also a clouded leopard totem drawn on her legs to increase speed. So even if the great realm is lower than Xia Longxing, the speed is almost the same.

As a result, after she ran like this, the battle was really too late. Xia Longxing had a black line, and his voice was like a dragon roaring and roaring: "No hope, don't run away!"

The girl soul cultivator fled and shouted, "I'm hiding by tactical means."

"..." Xia Longxing was a little speechless.

After delaying for a long time, Xia Longxing laughed angrily and said, "Then you keep running! According to the regulations on the battle for the local list, those who flee for 100 breaths in a row without fighting will automatically lose."

One hundred breaths are a concept of time in the Qianyuan world. Each breath is the time for a normal person to breathe once. Of course, it will not be so rigorous. Over time, it is only used as a unit of time.

Twelve hours a day, one hour is eight moments, each moment is fifteen minutes, each minute is twenty breaths, each breath is ten fingers, and each finger is ten moments... and so on.

In the fierce battle, one hundred breaths, or five minutes, was quite a short time. It can be seen how long the girl had been running.

However, just about ninety breaths, the girl suddenly stopped and the leopard claws in her hand flew over to Xia Longxing's face!

Xia Longxing was furious and immediately knocked the leopard claws away with a sword, which was extremely accurate. He even cut off the rope behind the leopard claws, causing the girl to lose her only weapon.

But it was precisely this counterattack that gave the girl another "one hundred breaths" of escape time. Because she fought back when she was ninety breaths in the first, the escape time had to be re-timed.

Bastard! Xia Longxing became irritable and thought that this time he was overwhelmed. And the more angry he was, the more the girl fled, the more calm and composed the girl was.

Finally, it was another hundred breath timing that was about to come, and Xia Longxing had already forced the girl into a dead corner. He was about to kick the girl out of the Qianlong Platform, but he didn't know that the girl turned over and jumped out.

Jump out by himself.

Under Qianlong's stage, the girl smiled and clasped her fists and said, "Thank you, Your Highness, for your advice, I lost."

"You..." Xia Longxing glared at him, and then waved his sleeves angrily. Bastard, have you just admitted defeat like this? Damn it?

The battle between this girl and the dignified Prince of Daxia also reached an astonishing 200 breaths. Judging from this length of time, I am afraid that she will be ranked sixth or even fifth in the ground list when she looks back - her goal has been achieved.

Xia Longxing's chest was undulating and accepted the victory announced by the arbitrator, but he was extremely reluctant. In the stands, the proud Zhou Ziwei smiled sarcastically again: "I was entangled by such a weak woman for two hundred breaths, and the weak bird is the weak bird."
Chapter completed!