The audience in the audience were also laughing at this confused child because the Qingshan Sect was taking pictures to pretend to be pitiful, as if he didn't wake up.
He actually broke into the ring?
But the next moment, the eyes of the audience almost popped out of their heads...
I saw that the originally smooth crack under the giant ax expanded rapidly, rushing straight to the end of the ring, splitting the entire ring into a bottomless crack.
And that's not all, because the ring was built suspended from a high place, so this crack directly cut the ring, causing that half of the ring to fall directly from the hanging place!
"Crack!"
A loud bang!
Half of the arena is missing!
There was a deathly silence in the whole place...
Because Zhang Yuan was also on the missing half of the ring!
Seeing that everyone was silent, Pingan scratched his head in embarrassment and asked the host: "Um...did I win?"
The host said blankly: "It should be... right."
The whole place exploded, making the sound of mountains and tsunamis!
"Victor - peace!"
"Peace! Peace! Peace!"
Facing the enthusiastic cheers of the crowd, Ping An seemed to be shy and embarrassed, and hurriedly slipped away from the stage...
Xun Liang happily rushed to greet him backstage: "Ping An! You are so awesome!"
But Ping An whispered: "Shh-senior brother, don't talk."
He looked around and asked nervously: "Brother, I smashed their arena, they won't let me pay for it, right?"
"Um... probably not."
…
"The first Aoyama Sokatsu!"
Lin Zhixiao shouted: "You pay twenty for one, and the banker takes it all!"
"Ah? How is that possible?" Someone in the crowd couldn't accept it.
A big man with a beard said: "The information you have here clearly states that Ping'an from the Qingshan Sect is at the eighth level of Qi training, and Zhang Yuan from the Soul-Taking Sect is at the ninth level of Qi training. How come Ping'an has won now?"
Lin Zhixiao said disdainfully: "If whoever has the higher cultivation level wins, then there is no need for the Qingshan Sect and the Soul Capture Sect to compete. Wouldn't it be better to just compete directly?"
"Gentlemen, I am willing to admit defeat and seek wealth and honor in the midst of danger. Since you all want stability and all of you are suppressing the victory of the Soul Capture Sect, then you have to bear the risk of the Soul Capture Sect not being victorious."
"Everyone, the dealer takes all in this game, so I accept it!"
"I'm not convinced! Let's do it again!"
“Come again, come again!”
With a gambler's mentality, he was naturally unwilling to stop just now, and Lin Zhixiao was happy to do so.
He said: "Okay, then everyone, please take a look at the information from the two sides in the second competition."
"Zhang Pengtian of the Soul-Calling Sect, ranked second in the inner sect competition of the Soul-Calling Sect, has practiced Qi at the twelfth level of Dzogchen, and has stayed for a year to prepare for the Nine Palaces Dao Trial."
"Qingshan Sect, Xun Liang, Li Qingyun's great disciple, twelfth level of Qi training."
Everyone saw that the introductions between the two were as different as the previous one, and they couldn't help but look at each other again.
Suddenly, someone said: "You bastard! I don't believe that the Qingshan Sect can come back this time! I can even suppress the Soul-Destroying Sect!"
"Yes, I am also with the Soul Capture Sect! I don't believe this is evil!"
"Can't everyone see such a clear situation? The Soul Captor Sect must have won this one!"
…
After Zhang Yuan's failure, Li Qingyun has been observing the old man sitting in the VIP seat of the audience. This man is the seventh elder of the Soul Captor Sect, the Seventh Elder.
Li Qingyun discovered that after Zhang Yuan's defeat, the seventh elder was only slightly surprised, but then returned to normal, while Ye Xiaoyu beside him showed a relaxed look.
At this time, the second scene was approaching, but the seventh elder whispered to a child beside him, and the child quickly ran to the backstage where Zhang Pengtian was preparing.
It should be to tell Zhang Pengtian something...
Yang Hai Aoxue said with a solemn expression: "This old man wants Zhang Pengtian to cripple Xun Liang and regain his position for the Soul-Destroying Sect."
"What?"
"I can hear the old man's voice."
"Really?" Li Qingyun whispered: "Then this old man really deserves to die..."
At this time, Ye Xiaoyu also looked at Li Qingyun and gave Li Qingyun a worried look. Li Qingyun nodded, indicating that he already knew.
"That girl is your little lover?" Yang Hai Aoxue obviously noticed the eye contact between Li Qingyun and Ye Xiaoyu.
"Do you care?" Li Qingyun rolled his eyes at Yang Hai Aoxue.
"how do I……"
"Call the boss over quickly and give him a few instructions." Li Qingyun interrupted Yang Hai Aoxue and said.
"Humph!" Yang Hai Aoxue snorted and went to call Xun Liang.
Li Qingyun muttered in his heart, you woman, why are you humming?
After a while, Xun Liang was led over by Yang Hai Aoxue.
Li Qingyun grabbed Xun Liang's other arm, leaned over and whispered: "The Soul-Destroying Sect wants to cripple you, what should I do?"
Xun Liang said solemnly: "I will never let them succeed!"
Li Qingyun: "..."
"This is not my request. My request is that since the other party is already unkind, then we cannot be too merciful... I want you to beat him as badly as possible. It doesn't matter whether he is crippled or not."
Xun Liang said honestly: "What if I can't beat him?"
Li Qingyun said: "You're stupid. If you can't beat me, surrender. I'll go up to rescue you. But don't be so stupid that you don't surrender. You'll really be maimed."
Xun Liang nodded heavily: "Yes, Master, I will definitely work hard!"
"Okay." Li Qingyun took out a few elixirs from his body and stuffed them into Xun Liang's hands: "Here are the elixirs for restoring spiritual energy and the elixirs for healing injuries. If you are injured, remember to take the medicine as soon as possible and then surrender."
Xun Liang took the elixir and said, "Yes, Master."
Li Qingyun knew very well that Xun Liang and Ping An were different. Ping An was highly talented and liked to play some adventurous tricks. Xun Liang was less talented, but was extremely cautious and down-to-earth. So although he was worried about Xun Liang, he
At this time, the host also called Xun Liang to the stage: "The first person to fight this time is Xun Liang, the disciple of Qingshan Sect Master Li Qingyun!"
Xun Liang didn't seem to be used to the new clothes he just bought yesterday, so he took the ugly stick ritual weapon and went on stage.
The audience was very considerate. Although Xun Liang's appearance was not domineering, not very attractive, and even looked a little awkward, they still gave Xun Liang some applause.
"And the one who appears in the Soul-Calling Sect is Zhang Pengtian, who came in second in the Soul-Calling Sect's inner sect competition!"
In contrast to Xun Liang, who looked awkward in his new clothes, Zhang Tianpeng had a naturally elegant air when he appeared on the stage. He wore a Confucian robe and looked like a humble gentleman.
The host had obviously had enough of the audience's enthusiastic screams, and said directly without giving the audience time to cheer: "Let's start the second competition directly!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Xun Liang took out the wooden stick, put up the most stringent defense, and looked at Zhang Pengtian warily.
Zhang Pengtian raised his eyebrows and thought, Xun Liang and Ping An are both Li Qingyun's disciples, why are their styles so different?
But as soon as the thought came to his mind, Xun Liang jumped up and hit him on the ring with a stick!
"I'm sorry! Did you say it was different just now? Here we go again!"