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Chapter 1619 Admit defeat!

At this time, the scene immediately became dead silent.

However, the dead silence only lasted for a few seconds before a boiling sound erupted——

"Damn it! That secular cultivator actually kicked Cheng Zicai off the ring. It was so fierce!"

"According to the rules of the competition, Cheng Zicai lost!"

"Did that man named Ye also imitate Wu Chunfang and play some secret tricks?"

"I didn't see it!"

"Damn, weird things happen every year, especially this year! When did secular cultivators become so powerful?"

"I think this guy must have plotted against Cheng Zicai!!"

Everyone below was talking, and some even thought that Ye Fengyun had plotted against his opponent!

Zhang Fan, standing behind the crowd, was also full of surprise and joy.

He never expected that Ye Fengyun could kick Cheng Zicai off the ring, in other words, defeated Cheng Zicai!!!

Ye Fengyun refreshed his knowledge again!!

"Damn it! It turns out that Brother Ye is a real genius!" Zhang Fan shouted in his heart.

"I knew Brother Ye would be able to defeat Cheng Zicai. It's really ridiculous that Cheng Zicai is so crazy.

Sister Ying, if you were here, you could see Brother Ye’s grace with your own eyes!”

Nangong Ye was also excitedly murmuring to himself, with a moving look in his beautiful eyes.

Wei Wuji stood in the crowd, touching his nose with amusement at the corner of his mouth.

"This guy is really good at pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger. But I can't catch up with him."

Wei Wuji murmured, unable to tell whether he was envious or jealous in his eyes.

Xuan Changhu, who was standing in the crowd, saw Ye Fengyun kick Cheng Zicai off the ring, his eyes shone with excitement.

He murmured: "Ye, you have successfully aroused my interest, but no matter how you behave, I will kill everything about you with my own hands!"

On the slope to the northwest of the arena, the thin young man with a long sword on his back, dressed in black, and extremely cold, had an evil charm on his lips, and murmured: "Ye Fengyun, based on your performance just now, you are indeed qualified.

Fight with me..."

Besides, at the seats, Long Hongtu and Tang Guoxiang looked at each other and smiled after seeing Ye Fengyun's outstanding performance.

And Hua Ruyi's charming lips curved into a smile.

Obviously, Ye Fengyun defeated Cheng Zicai, which made Fairy Lily very happy.

Old Man Tianji said with a smile: "Old Xuanyuan, how are you? This guy is pretty good, isn't he?"

Xuanyuan Che snorted and said: "Being defeated Cheng Zi is nothing! You know, Cheng Zi is only at the early stage of the fourth level of Qi training. Compared with my grandson, he is still far behind!"

Besides, under the ring, Cheng Zicai's internal organs were almost shattered.

That kind of pain is really indescribable!

The physical injuries he suffered were not the most painful thing for him.

The most painful thing is that he actually lost!!!

According to the rules of the competition, once you are knocked off the ring, you are considered defeated!!

He was very unwilling, struggled to get up, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his hand, and stared at Ye Fengyun...

Ye Fengyun stood on the stage, looked at Cheng Zicai calmly and said: "I know you are still not convinced, you can continue to go on stage, and we will continue to fight."

Cheng Zicai gritted his teeth and stared at Ye Fengyun.

Just as he was about to climb onto the ring, he suddenly felt pain and weakness all over his body. He couldn't muster any energy and almost collapsed to the ground...

However, Cheng Zi was the one who refused to admit defeat. He gritted his teeth and was about to struggle to climb up when an old man's voice suddenly came: "Okay, Zicai, give up."

When Cheng Zi heard the sound, his body trembled. He followed the sound and saw an old man in a robe slowly walking over.

Seeing the old man, Cheng Zicai was filled with shame, and he knelt down with a plop and said: "Grandpa, my grandson is useless! Even this secular cultivator is no match!"

This old man is none other than Cheng Zicai’s grandfather, Cheng Qiu Shan, who is the Supreme Elder of the Shenhe Sect and the most powerful person in the Shenhe Sect!

Cheng Qiu Shan took a quick glance at Ye Fengyun, then fixed his gaze on Cheng Zicai, and said slowly: "Victory and defeat are commonplace for military strategists, so admit defeat."

Grandpa said so, Cheng Zicai had no choice but to say unwillingly: "Okay, I admit defeat!"

Cheng Qiu Shan looked at Ye Fengyun on the stage and said with a smile: "Boy, you are very good. Zicai has already admitted defeat. Don't worry, Zicai will fulfill the bet."

Ye Fengyun cupped his fists and said, "Okay! Thank you, senior!"

"Ye Feng wins this friendly match!"

Cheng Kun announced loudly.


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