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87. Chapter 87

When Yang Jinhe returned to the team, Master Yang asked hurriedly: "Class leader, what is the result of the lottery draw?"

"It shouldn't be a big problem to protect my Yang family from entering the top 30, but..." Yang Jinhe glanced at Yang Yiming and sighed: "Yang Yiming, you will face Wang De later."

"What, Wang De?" Yang Yiming opened his eyes wide and shivered all over: "Class leader, you are not kidding me."

Yang Jinhe sighed: "Of course I didn't joke with you. I know that there is a conflict between you and Wang De. There is no need to involve any face issues. I have just observed Wang De's martial arts cultivation. I am afraid it is not fake. You can use a few moves with Wang De symbolically and don't lose face. When you see that you are unable to defeat the Yang family, you can just admit defeat."

"Yes, patriarch." Yang Yiming gritted his teeth, his heart full of reluctance.

Yang Chen looked at Yang Yiming with a little concern, and then set his sights on the Wang family team.

This time, it happened to meet Wang De.

Wang De licked his lips: "It's a good sign, haha, it's Yang Yiming. Humph, Yang family, I'll get some from Yang Yiming. Brother, don't worry, Yang Yiming is just the first one, and the second one is Yang Chen."

Wang Ren nodded, with murderous intent in his eyes.

This murderous aura could not be hidden from Yang Chen's eyes. He patted Yang Yiming on the shoulder: "Yiming, when facing this Wang De, be sure to admit defeat as quickly as possible!"

He believed his worries were not redundant.

Wang De's eyes showed murderous intent, and he had no intention of giving Yang Yiming a good fruit on the ring.

"Yang Chen, I know." Yang Yiming gritted his teeth. He naturally knew that the difference in strength between him and Wang De was the huge difference, but how could he be willing to admit defeat so much?

No matter what, he has to fight.

Yang Chen didn't know what Yang Yiming was thinking. He just hoped that Yang Yiming would fight with Wang De and not suffer too much loss.

"Young people of all races who heard the name are asked to go to the ring!" Feng Changkong said: "Liang Xingkong vs. Wang Fuxin!"

"Feng Haiyi vs Wen Pioneer!"

There were enough rings, and the geniuses who were called came to the corresponding rings.

"Wang De, to Yang Yiming!"

Yang Yiming looked ugly, and then he gritted his teeth and walked onto the ring.

Yang Chen always had a bad premonition. He was about to give Yang Yiming a few words, but suddenly.

"Yang Chen, to Zhang Shengyi!"

Yang Chen sighed, and when the name was called to him, he could only give up on his thoughts of giving Yang Yiming a few words, slowly came to the ring, and then walked onto the ring.

Opposite him was a thick-browed boy, who was obviously his opponent, Zhang Shengyi.

Zhang Shengyi's martial arts cultivation should have reached the fifth level of the Body Refining Realm, and he is also a leader in the Great Wilderness.

"Okay, we can start." Feng Changkong shouted loudly, piercing the strength of the Lingwu Realm and resounding all over the world.

After this sound began, the major arenas began to fight in an instant. Every genius showed his unique skills and did not want to lose to each other.

It can be said that the current arena competitions have become a top-notch competition, and it is not a lucky choice like the beginning. Now, if you don’t show your true skills, you may be eliminated by your opponent once you meet them.

As Yang Chen's opponent, Zhang Shengyi was full of humility: "Yang Chen, I have seen your strength, and Murong Liuhe is ashamed of himself. I am afraid it will be difficult to achieve any sweetness when I fight with you. I also hope that when you fight with you later, you can show mercy and not let me lose too badly."

Seeing Zhang Shengyi's attitude, Yang Chen narrowed his eyes slightly: "If Brother Zhang were like this, I would naturally not embarrass Brother Zhang."

"That's so touching..." Zhang Shengyi arched, but before he finished speaking, he suddenly took action like lightning, obviously thinking about such unexpected effects from the beginning.

"Hmph, I knew you were restless for a long time." Yang Chen snorted coldly, facing Zhang Shengyi's sneak attack, he responded very calmly.

When Zhang Shengyi was talking, he suddenly attacked Yang Chen with a sword, causing severe damage to Yang Chen and did not give Yang Chen a chance. This trick can be said to be tried and tested, specifically for those noble people who think they are noble and noble. He consciously said that Yang Chen was the same, but who would have thought that Yang Chen had expected it long ago.

"How did you find out?" Zhang Shengyi was shocked.

Yang Chen snorted coldly: "Do you really think it's hard to find out?"

Human eyes will not lie.

He had suffered from Hua Wanru's losses before, and his ability to observe words and expressions has greatly improved. Perhaps he could not read the mind, but he could be very keen to detect some people who have malicious intentions towards him.

What Zhang Shengyi said just now is nice, and every sentence makes people feel comfortable and comfortable, but in fact, this child's eyes are full of ruthlessness, which is obviously inconsistent with his words.

How could Yang Chen be careless?

The moment Zhang Shengyi took action, he swept across the silver spear, which made Zhang Shengyi's arms numb, and the huge force made his arms lose consciousness.

The next moment, Yang Chen kicked it out, and Zhang Shengyi vomited blood, flew backwards, and fell to the edge of the ring.

Yang Chen pointed at Zhang Shengyi's neck with a shot and said slowly: "Do you go down by yourself, or will I drive you down?"

Seeing that the tip of the gun was close to him, Zhang Shengyi was shocked and sweated in a cold sweat, and said, "I'll get out by myself, I'll get out by myself!"

After saying this, Zhang Shengyi was so scared that he rolled and crawled away from the ring.
Chapter completed!
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