Zhan Ziyang glanced at the other disciples who had not yet entered the field with some interest, shook his head and said: "I can't guess, but I'm still curious, who is your opponent?"
Liu Dong smiled and shrugged, and said, "I knew you wouldn't guess it, it's Nangong Yin!"
"What?!" Zhan Ziyang was suddenly startled, and quickly looked at Nangong Yin on the left, thinking to himself: "How could it be him? Nangong Yin is a ruthless person, and it will definitely be dangerous for Dongzi to compete with him.
No, I have to remind him."
"Yangzi, what's wrong with you?" Liu Dong looked at Zhan Ziyang's sudden change of expression and couldn't help but asked worriedly.
"Uh...it's nothing!" Zhan Ziyang interrupted Liu Dong's worries with a smile, pondered for a moment and continued: "Dongzi, Nangong Yin's cultivation level is higher than yours, and he is about to break through to the late stage of True Spirit. You must
Be more careful”
Zhan Ziyang is quite familiar with Nangong Yin's character. Just from the fact that the other party tried to snatch his Yin Yang Holy Sword several times, it can be seen that Nangong Yin is definitely a person who can do anything for his own interests.
At the same time, Liu Donghui met Nangong Yin in his first solo battle, which still made Zhan Ziyang very worried about his safety. However, he could not explain this matter to Liu Dong. He did not want to add any more trouble to him when he left.
trouble
According to his understanding of Liu Dong, once Liu Dong learns about this, he will definitely fight for himself and the other party. Therefore, he can only remind Liu Dong secretly.
Liu Dong looked at Zhan Ziyang's worried expression, clenched his fist and punched his chest, and said with a smile: "Yangzi, don't worry, I will be fine. Believe me, my brother is the purest and invincible member of Qingyun Sect.
Where’s the handsome man?”
"Yes." Zhan Ziyang nodded with a smile, took out the storage ring prepared for Liu Dong, and said, "Dongzi, this is for you."
"Well?" Liu Dong glanced at the storage ring with a strange expression. He didn't understand why Zhan Ziyang gave him a ring at this time.
But Liu Dong didn't think much about it. After taking the ring, he said: "Okay, it's time for me to go on stage. Wait and see me crush that proud Nangong Yin. Remember to cheer for me."
Zhan Ziyang nodded with a smile, fist-bumped with Liu Dong, and said, "Come on!"
"No problem!" Liu Dong glanced at Zhan Ziyang with a smile, and a strange wave suddenly rose in his heart. It felt like Zhan Ziyang was saying goodbye to him, which made him very uncomfortable.
"Huh!" He shook his head slightly, exhaled a breath, suppressed the strange fluctuation in his heart, and after glancing at Zhan Ziyang, as if he was confirming something, Liu Dong stepped towards the No. 10 ring.
Zhan Ziyang's eyes flickered as he stared at Liu Dong's back as he walked towards the ring, and said in his heart: "Dongzi, I'm sorry. After today's separation, I, Zhan Ziyang, will wield my sword to cut down the mortal world. If we meet again in the future, I hope you and I can still be brothers."
When he got to the bottom of the ring, Liu Dong jumped up and looked at Nangong Yin opposite him firmly, and said in a cold voice: "Liu Dong asked Senior Brother Nangong for advice."
There was a trace of contempt in Nangong Yin's eyes, as if he didn't take Liu Dong into consideration, and said coldly: "Junior Brother Liu, there is no need to show mercy, just attack us."
"Hmph!" Liu Dong snorted disapprovingly. He understood that this was Nangong Yin deliberately provoking him, and said with some anger in his heart: "You look like a toad, why are you so proud? Wait a minute.
See how I beat you down."
In his heart, Liu Dong couldn't bear to see Nangong Yin as a selfish and over-the-top person, but his expression showed nothing strange and he said with a smile: "In that case, I would like to thank Senior Brother Nangong for the concession.
watch out!"
Liu Dong's feet suddenly exerted force, and his body instantly leaned forward to attack Nangong Yin.
"Whoosh!" But at this moment, several rays of light quickly shot toward the Qingyun Sect.
This is a team of seven people, four men and three women, headed by a middle-aged man in Tsing Yi who can fly in the air without the help of magic weapons.
"A monk who flies in the air and returns to the virtual realm?!"
"Who are these people? How come there are such experts accompanying them?"
"Could it be...?"
The disciples who were watching were completely excited and screamed continuously.
Even the Qingyun Sect disciples who were fighting or preparing for a martial arts competition in the ring couldn't help but stop their hands and looked up to watch.
Zhan Ziyang was also full of doubts and looked up at the sky. But when he saw the symbols on the chests of these people, his heart suddenly trembled.
Except for the middle-aged man in Tsing Yi who was flying in the sky, the rest of the young men and women were all wearing a set of white brocade clothes, with a rain cloud embroidered on their chests.
This is the unique symbol of Shaoyu Palace, one of the nine major gates on the Five Continents.
In the blink of an eye, seven people, led by a middle-aged man, landed on the high platform of the square one after another.
Daoxuan, Daoci, Xuanyangzi and the elders of Qingyun Sect also stood up to greet those seven people as early as they appeared.