Ren Xiaofan really didn't expect that he would confront Xue Wanqing in advance.
Looking at the woman in white, he slowly walked onto the ring and felt his heart trembling.
Xu Yixian glanced at the two of them, sighed in his heart, and announced the start of the game.
bass!
Xue Wan's eyes were clear and she said nothing. She unsheathed her sword first.
Ren Xiaofan's bitter face under the mask remained unchanged. Although he had an agreed battle with Xue Wanqing, he was unwilling to proceed under such circumstances.
Lin Shijiu did not participate, so the title of the number one person of the younger generation must be given to Xue Wanqing and the Yin and Yang Sect. Otherwise, I would be very sorry for the old Taoist priest.
Therefore, when Xue Wanqing was about to draw her sword, Ren Xiaofan quickly raised his hands, "Um...I admit defeat."
Although Emperor Xingyuan has a high chance of defeating Xue Wanqing and becoming the winner of the individual battle, there will still be a defending battle afterwards. Ren Xiaofan still has a chance to intercept him at that time.
So admitting defeat at this moment will not affect anything.
"Are you sure?"
Xu Yixian returned to the ring and looked at Ren Xiaofan with an uncertain look.
In previous games, whenever a player conceded defeat, he would directly declare victory, but this time he felt incredible.
"No, Ren Qingfan, even if you want to show mercy, you can't give up the competition. This is a big competition in the ring..."
"Brother, please don't be joking. I just voted for you to win. If you give up, I will lose money to death."
"That's right. If you just admit defeat like this, wouldn't it mean that all of us who support you will jump off the building collectively?"
"...."
As long as there is a game, gambling is indispensable. The previous games were too chaotic and had different strengths, so they were not worth betting on. But now that we are in the top 16, the players have gained some fame and have the capital to bet on.
There will be people placing bets on each of the eight games, and the battle between Ren Xiaofan and Xue Wanqing happens to be the most noteworthy, so even though the odds are not high, there are many people placing bets.
"I'm sure, give up."
Ren Xiaofan had made up his mind and ignored the boos around him. He just took a serious look at Xue Wanqing and left the ring.
"I announce that in the first game, Yin Yang Men Xue Wanqing won and entered the quarterfinals." Xu Yixian only felt it was a pity, but he hurriedly
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The victory of the game was announced loudly.
Ren Xiaofan's voluntary giving up caused Xue Wanqing's mouth to curl up slightly under her veil, and her heart became less angry. She put away her sword and left the ring.
In the second game, Di Xingyuan played against Miao Huayu.
Miao Huayu was not good at fighting, and he only lasted two rounds before surrendering.
As a first-class Daoyuan qualification, although this is embarrassing, he has also played his own value.
At least Ren Xiaofan analyzed the strength of Emperor Xingyuan based on these two rounds, which is roughly equivalent to that of a monk in the late stage of enlightenment.
Such strength is indeed very strong, no wonder it can instantly kill a monk with second-level Tao source qualifications who is in the early stages of enlightenment.
In the eight games, except for the first and second games, which were relatively fast, the remaining ghost cultivators and monks were of equal strength, and there was no way to tell the winner without using spells to fight against each other.
So it is relatively exciting.
"Hmph, it seems you still prefer facial paralysis women..."
After returning to the audience and sitting for a while, Lin Shijiu sent a message.
Ren Xiaofan smiled bitterly, thinking that he had already been exposed. If he drew his sword against Xue Wanqing at this time, he would probably be completely outcast.
Therefore, facing Lin Shijiu's complaints, he chose to pretend not to see it.
The top 16 is over, and 6 ghost cultivators have advanced to 3 places. Next is the top 8 competition.
After the draw was over and after watching the first game, the Daomen side was in an uproar.
Yin Yang Sect Xue Wanqing vs Yin Gui Sect Emperor Xingyuan.
This most anticipated final battle is now happening when the top eight advance to the semi-finals.
It seems that reality is reality, and it really cannot be imagined like a movie or TV show.
"Sister Wanqing, come on, defeat that big bad guy."
After watching the display on the big screen, Wang Ruolin suddenly stood up and cheered for Xue Wanqing.
Lin Xiaoxiao, who was sitting next to her, also echoed and shouted: "That's right, come on Snow Fairy, beat that fake bitch to death!"
"Xue Fairy, please kill that beast and avenge my senior brother and head of the Taihua Sect!"
"Master Xue, the fate of the Taoist sect depends on you..."
"..."
The most critical battle is to be mentioned
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Since before, the disciples and casual cultivators were no longer placing bets and gambling, but were cheering for Xue Wanqing. Even the senior leaders of the Taoist sect became nervous. After all, as long as Xue Wanqing loses, it means that the Taoist sect has lost.
, the rest of the competition is nothing more than a competition.
"Deputy sect master, please be careful, the disciples of the Yin Yang Sect are different from other sects..." Li Yanxin listened to the shouts from the Dao Sect and couldn't help but remind Di Xingyuan.
"What Lao Li said is right, the previous plan in Langyuan City was ruined by this little girl." Old Ghost Cheng also said.
Although Canglan didn't speak, his expression was solemn.
However, after listening to the reminders of the two people, Di Xingyuan didn't care at all. Instead, he stared at the name displayed on the big screen and sneered: "Ha, Xue Wanqing. A very nice name. I really want to witness the veil."
The face underneath..."
After entering the ring, Xue Wanqing had already been waiting for a long time, waiting for the referee to announce the start of the game.
"Master Xue, it's up to you."
Xu Yixian whispered to Xue Wanqing, then coughed lightly and announced: "The top eight advance to the semi-finals, Yin Yang Sect Xue Wanqing versus Yin Gui Sect Emperor Xingyuan, starting now!"
As the battle to determine the fate of the Taoist sect began, the audience immediately stopped shouting and held their breath.
"Xue Wanqing, come here, let me see what's so special about the people of the Yin and Yang Sect..."
Emperor Xingyuan had no intention of attacking first, but stood there waiting for Xue Wanqing to make the first move. This was considered naked contempt.
Xue Wanqing's eyes were condensed, the murderous aura on her body spread like frost, and even patches of frost appeared on the surface of the arena.
"There are many withered flowers in the grass, and the lovesickness arises from the sword dream falling into the lake - the sword lotus flower falls!"
She didn't say too many words, and her attack was a killing move in Yin Yang Sword Technique.
"Hahaha, this sword move is a bit interesting."
Seeing the cold murderous aura spreading to his feet, Emperor Xingyuan's expression changed, but he did not forget to laugh and said: "Come on, try my demonic aura too!"
"Yin Yang Dao" was inherited from the ancient god Donghuang Taiyi, and the Yin Yang sword techniques in it are among the best, both before and now.
Therefore, facing the frosty Dao Qi formed around him, Emperor Xingyuan did not dare to neglect. The aura on his body suddenly exploded, not black Yin Qi, but red and black...