As soon as the man in white finished speaking, a young man wearing a gorgeous robe suddenly appeared on the ring, looking at the cultivators below with a faint smile on his face. Under his faint smile, a heart that was already burning with passion
His heart has already begun to beat. But little does he know that what awaits him will be a terrible end. Who told him to be so confident?
The moment Yun Hui stood on the competition ring, Kong Ling, a disciple of the Kongling Sect who was Yun Hui's opponent, suddenly showed an evil smile on his lips, and stared straight at the athletes on the ring with a pair of sinister eyes.
He could see. And the fellow disciples beside him did not notice the strange expression of this disciple at this moment. Due to the difference in cultivation between them, they did not notice it.
But how could the expression shown deep in the corner of the mouth of this Kongling Sect disciple escape the eyes of the seven highly skilled Liang Tian, Xiao Zilin, Liu Fei, Qi Fei, Lu Yi, Dongfang Ruyun and Xiaojun
What? Seeing the evil look in the eyes of this cultivator, Xiao Zilin and the other six people couldn't help but sweat for Yun Hui, who was competing on the stage, because the opponent Yun Hui faced this time was not the same.
It's not as simple as a middle-level Mahayana cultivation. It's a real sage, but he just hides his true cultivation.
On the ring, Yun Hui couldn't hold back his excitement when he saw that both sides had not shown up. He immediately shouted: "Which Taoist friend's number is No. 4? If so, please come on stage and compete."
." After the words Yun Huisu shouted slowly fell, he could not hear the other party's response for a long time.
"Hey, kid, please stop shouting. I'm here right now! What are you yelling about?" Suddenly, an old man in his fifties or sixties accompanied what he just said,
Appeared in front of Yun Hui instantly. For this reason, Yun Hui was not impressed by the appearance of this old man out of thin air, because this teleportation skill can be used as long as the cultivation level reaches the integration stage, so Yun Hui saw the appearance of this old man and
He didn't show much surprise, and the expression on his face was bland.
"Yeah." But when he wanted to check the cultivation level of this old man, he only felt that his eyes were confused and he couldn't find anything. For this reason, Yun Hui couldn't help being shocked and said: "This, how is this?"
What's going on? With my early stage of Mahayana cultivation, I can't detect any trace of his cultivation. Could it be that he is an immortal?' But this sentence in Yun Hui's heart coincidentally confirmed this fact.
"Brother, this time is bad. Your annoying apprentice has encountered a strong enemy this time." Xiao Zilin, who saw what was happening in the arena above, looked at Liang Tian with a worried look on his face.
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"Haha, that's fine. Let this immortal give me a good polish on this brat, otherwise he won't know that there are people outside the world, and there is a sky outside the world." His eyes were always looking at Liang Tian above, but there was a look of indifference on his face.
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"Brother, if this is the case, I'm afraid he will~~~~~." Seeing the indifferent expression on Liang Tian's face, Xiao Zilin couldn't help but feel a little worried about Yun Hui in the ring.
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"Don't worry! Xiao Zilin. As long as I'm here, this kid can't survive. I just want him to taste the feeling of being abused." Seeing a trace of worry on Xiao Zilin's face, he seemed a little worried at this time.
The helpless Liang Tian then comforted him. After Liang Tian's efforts to comfort him, Xiao Zilin, who originally had a worried expression, disappeared in an instant, and was replaced by a look on his face as he looked at the situation on the ring in front of him.
On the ring, the two players who had just competed on the stage stood at opposite ends. But what seemed strange was that the two showed two completely different expressions. Yun Hui, who was at one end, showed a slightly different expression at this moment.
He was dignified, but his eyes with a bit of fighting intent fell directly on the old man opposite him. The eyes of the old man standing opposite Yun Hui were similar to those shown by Yun Hui.
The look in his eyes was completely opposite. He looked at Yun Hui in front of him with a smile on his face. But under the disguise of his smile, a sinister look suddenly flashed, and this piece of negative information only hit this old man.
There was just a flash in his eyes, and he couldn't detect any motive at all.
"Elder of the Kongling Sect, Ming Ling pays homage to fellow Taoist." The old man who had been sizing him up for a long time suddenly saluted to Yi Duanyunhui.
"Um, Yun Hui pays homage to fellow Taoist." Yun Hui was slightly stunned by the sudden appearance of this old man, and then returned the greeting to the old man.
"Okay, now that both sides are ready, the second round of the second match will begin now." The voice of the man in white rang at this time.
However, just after the words announced by the man in white came to an end, the old man standing in front of the Games seemed to have seized the opportunity. His face changed slightly. Then, a handful of dissatisfaction suddenly appeared in his hand.
The flying sword of the talisman immediately attacked Yun's side. Faced with the sudden attack by the Elder of the Ethereal Sect, Yun Hui still felt a little overwhelmed at first. But his homepage was not idle either.
He immediately drew his flying sword to block the sudden blow.
"Damn it, you're an elder from a top sect who's just trying to attack. How can you be considered a decent sect?" Yun Hui, who was hit by that old man unexpectedly, looked very angry at the moment, and then started swearing. "Hmph, as long as you can win, that's fine."
, You are really an idiot who cares about sneak attacks." Faced with Yun Hui's expletives, the old man not only did not show his anger, but also sneered at Yun Hui.
"Humph, since you said this, as a junior, I won't be polite now." After saying this, Yun Hui suddenly grasped the flying sword in his hand and used his body shape to attack the old man opposite.
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"Hmph, with just your little cultivation, you want to hurt me. You underestimate me!" The old man who saw Yun Hui flying his sword towards him didn't feel any fear at all, and suddenly there was a hint of fear deep in the corner of his mouth.
A particularly weird smile. "What." However, by the time Yun Hui reacted after attacking the old man, it was already too late.
Just when Yun Hui's flying sword touched the old man, a crisp but not ear-splitting blast was heard. As this burst of blast slowly disappeared between heaven and earth, a thick
The white smoke slowly spread to the arena. Liang Tian, who had been looking at the arena in front of him, suddenly flashed a purple light in his eyes, and then a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth and murmured: "Oh, it turns out
That's it! Use the thick white smoke to interfere with your sight and thoughts, so that you can launch a surprise attack. I said, old guy, you are already an immortal and you are still playing sneak attacks." But Liang Tian said this.
When he spoke, he had controlled his volume just right, so all the cultivators present did not hear it.
On the ring filled with white smoke, suddenly a few silvery-white lights flickered slightly. However, just after these few silver-white lights disappeared, a scream of 'ah' came out. Only Yun Hui's
At this moment, the body was like a kite with its string broken, and it quickly fell to the ground in an arc from the top of the ring. The 'bang' sound was once again transmitted to the ears of all cultivators present, and the flying dust in the air once again
Permeated below the arena.
"Well, the winner in the second round is the Ming Ling of the Kongling Sect. Carry the injured fellow Taoist down, the third round of the game is about to begin." At the moment when Yun Jie's body hit the open space below the ring,
The voice of a man in white rang out as expected, like a wild dog that had sensed the scent.
Xiao Zilin heard that the competition number mentioned by the man in white was exactly his own number. Xiao Zilin, who was sitting quietly in the background doing various little tricks, glanced at the hand in his hand after hearing what the man in white said.
After glancing at the number, he immediately pouted his little mouth and muttered to himself: "Damn, that dead old man relied on his immortal cultivation to openly play sneak attacks. When the finals come, I won't be honest.
Damn him, I am no longer Xiao Zilin, hum." After humming this sentence, Xiao Zilin immediately used a teleport and disappeared into the lounge behind the game. And the next second, he