Chapter 1128 The Opponent Is a Girl

Chapter 1128 The opponent is a girl

Seeing Zhao Yuting's delicate appearance, the eyes of the young man in black robe suddenly lit up: "You are so beautiful, a girl from Kyushu Continent, I will conquer you with my strength!"

"OK!"

Zhao Yuting smiled lightly. She was born with a hint of charm. This smile immediately made the young man in black robe freeze to his bones. Immediately, he couldn't wait to rush forward and start a fierce battle with Zhao Yuting.

The opponent was two levels higher than Zhao Yuting. Qin Yi was somewhat worried about this competition and watched the fight between the two on the ring intently.

Due to the difference in cultivation level, Zhao Yuting clearly had the upper hand at the beginning, but soon she gradually became evenly matched with her opponent, and gradually gained the upper hand, forcing her opponent to retreat.

Seeing such a battle scene, Qin Yi was completely relieved. It was obvious that Zhao Yuting had used her best poison without any expression. The opponent had already been poisoned, but she didn't know it at all.

This competition did not last long, and the young man in black robe was knocked down under the ring by Zhao Yuting.

"Obviously, you can't conquer me!"

Zhao Yuting looked at the young man in black robe under the ring and smiled charmingly.

Looking at the beautiful Zhao Yuting on the ring, the young man in black robe looked extremely sad. He couldn't understand why he was defeated inexplicably!

With such a weird result, even if he was afraid of death, he would not have thought that he had been poisoned by Zhao Yuting.

Zhao Yuting was successfully promoted to the next round of competition!

After Zhao Yuting, there is Lu Yuesheng, this naturally cool man. Without waiting for the old man in white robe to report his number, he stood on the No. 1 ring without saying a word, standing proudly in the center of the ring, with a faint surging energy all over his body. A hint of killing intent.

His opponent was a middle-aged man in a yellow robe. His cultivation had reached the early stage of the seventh realm of Zongdao, which was a whole level higher than Lu Yuesheng.

"Take action!"

Because he was a whole level higher than Lu Yuesheng, the middle-aged man in yellow robe had absolute confidence in this competition.

However, as soon as he finished speaking, he felt that Lu Yuesheng in front of him turned into a shadow.

It is absolutely true that at this moment, Lu Yuesheng himself seemed to disappear out of thin air, leaving only a shadow!

In the blink of an eye, the shadow had arrived, and the middle-aged man in yellow robe felt a sudden chill on his neck.

He took a closer look, and his face suddenly turned pale. He saw that Lu Yuesheng was holding a small ink-colored sword in his hand, quietly pressing it against his neck. As long as Lu Yuesheng moved the small ink-colored sword slightly forward, One push would pierce his throat.

There was no expression on Lu Yuesheng's knife-like face, and a pair of cold eyes looked motionlessly at the middle-aged man in yellow robe.

ah……

With one move, the middle-aged man in yellow robe was defeated!

The middle-aged man in yellow robe didn't even have time to take action!

Under the arena, there was another exclamation of surprise.

"Yue Sheng's shadow killing skills seem to have improved a lot compared to before, not bad!"

After being stunned for a moment, Qin Yi smiled faintly and was sincerely happy for Lu Yuesheng.

The stronger Lu Yuesheng and Zhao Yuting are, the more advantageous they will be for this rescue operation.

At this point, Zhao Yuting, Duanmuxue, and Lu Yuesheng have all successfully advanced to the second round, leaving Qin Yi without a competition.

The game continues.

"No. 8, Arena No. 2."

The old man in white robe said expressionlessly.

No. 8 is Qin Yi!

"Qin Yi, it's your turn."

Duanmuxue gave Qin Yi a gentle smile.

"Um."

Qin Yi nodded, stood up, and shot the profound energy in his body toward Arena No. 3, then slowly landed in the center of the arena.

He stood there casually, and his whole body was exuding an impeccable aura.

"Look, everyone, it turns out to be that piece of cow dung from Kyushu Continent!"

"His opponent is me, it must be me!"

"How could it be you? It must be me. Just wait and see. The deacon will report my number soon. When I go up, I will knock him down with one punch!"

"Deacon, call my number quickly and let me go up and blast that girl's handsome face into a pile of cow dung!"

"..."

As Qin Yi stood on the ring, a roar like waves suddenly sounded around the ring. Many males looked at Qin Yi with enthusiasm.

Everyone clenched their fists in excitement, hoping that they could go to the ring and blast the boy into a real pile of cow dung.

Qin Yi's current cultivation level can only reach the seventh level of Zong Dao. Most of the people here have higher cultivation level than him. It will not be too difficult to blast him into a pile of cow dung.

Looking at the fierce scene, many people were quite dumbfounded. Even the deacon in white robe had a strange look on his face and glanced at the young man on the ring from a distance. .

However, the young man on the stage, facing the noise around him, always stood there calmly.

"No. 89, Arena No. 2."

After a pause, the deacon called out the number.

"Who is 89?"

As the deacon finished speaking, the eyes of everyone around him began to search the crowd, wanting to know who the person who was going to be on the stage was?

Sudden.

A figure in a purple robe burst out from the crowd. In the blink of an eye, he arrived at the No. 2 arena and stood in front of Qin Yi.

Everyone took a closer look and saw that the person who rushed to the second ring turned out to be a girl wearing a purple robe. The girl looked to be only about twenty years old, and she looked a bit delicate. She was standing in front of Qin Yi. , looking a little timid.

"Damn it, how could it be a chick?"

"Ah, why not me?"

"Girl, come down here and let me get on top. I'm going to beat him into a real piece of cow dung!"

Seeing that Qin Yi's opponent turned out to be a girl, many males immediately beat their chests and feet, hating not themselves.

Hearing the angry shouts from all around, Duanmuxue, Zhao Yuting and Lu Yuesheng in the crowd all had strange expressions on their faces. Are these people all invited by the monkey to make fun of them? I actually hate myself for not getting the chance to be abused!

Looking at the girl in purple robe standing pretty in front of him, Qin Yi himself opened his mouth in surprise. He did not expect that the girl he competed in this round would be a delicate and weak girl.

"Girl, you are no match for me, just admit defeat."

Qin Yi smiled faintly.

Through the demon's left hand, Qin Yi easily found out that the cultivation level of this purple-robed girl could reach the peak of the sixth realm of the sect, and had not even reached the seventh realm of the sect.

"No, I won't give up easily!"

The girl in purple robe stubbornly shook her beautiful head, and immediately, a powerful internal energy of the sect suddenly surged on her graceful body.

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