Chapter 129 The opponent is a beauty

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Linghu ruthlessly couldn't get up again after hitting the ground, and although his mountain essence was split in half, it still fell and flew back to his body. Qi Wanxiang had no hatred with him, so he did not stop the return of this energy.

After checking Linghu's ruthless injury, the referee announced that Qi Wanxiang had won the game. Then, the referee ruthlessly disappeared from the martial arts arena with Linghu in his arms. He should have run flat to treat his injury.

After quit the martial arts field, Qi Wanxiang saw everyone huddled there and chattering. After seeing Qi Wanxiang, they waved to him over there, but before Qi Wanxiang left, he heard a Buddha name from behind: "Amitabha Buddha."

After turning around, Qi Wanxiang looked at his smiling consciousness and said, "Brother, you are polite. It seems that you have won this game again. Is this to ask me to draw lots together?" In the past few days, Qi Wanxiang really likes to deal with this bareheaded guy.

Hearing Qi Wanxiang's easy words, he realized that he had also entered the group finals and said with a smile, "Let the younger brother laugh. It seems that you have also won. It seems that you will face Ye Piaoling, another school of the ruthless valley of our Buddha in the next game. She is the strongest of the young generation of the ruthless valley, and she is also divided. In Group A.

"Ye Piao Ling? If it is Buddhism, shouldn't it be a monk or a nun? Why don't you send the code number?" Qi Wanxiang obviously didn't grasp the point of enlightenment, but was just entangled in the name of the legendary beauty.

For a strange person like Qi Wanxiang, his consciousness was quite weak, so he had to answer very helplessly, "They practice Buddha. There is no man in the valley. Except that he doesn't shave his hair and can't count, he is no different from us."

"So that's it? Shall we go and draw lots? Then, I can go back to practice for a while. Today, I took a lot of energy to win." After listening to the explanation of enlightenment, Qi Wanxiang urged enlightenment in this way.

Although Qi Wanxiang was in a hurry, his consciousness still answered slowly, "Amitabha, don't you know that tomorrow is the group final? There are only two players participating, so how can we draw lots?"

After listening to the enlightened answer, Qi Wanxiang found that he was really panicked and didn't even think of such a simple thing. Looking at Juewu's smile, he quickly smiled and said to him, "Brother, you're busy. I'll go to find them." With that, he pointed to the others in the distance and ran away without waiting for the enlightenment to say anything more.

After arriving at them, before Qi Wanxiang could say anything, he heard Ouyang Xue say coldly: "After our unanimous discussion, you need to practice immediately. You can't soak in Guan Rong anymore. Now you have to go back to practice."

Hearing this, Qi Wanxiang was shocked. It seemed that others regarded this game more seriously than him. It seemed that only he reported from beginning to end was to increase actual combat experience. If possible, help Jianzong win the championship by the way.

Originally, he wanted to practice in the evening, but he planned to contact Shangguan Rong this afternoon. But now she hides behind his sister Shangguan Qing with a shy face, and other people look serious. Qi Wanxiang finally had to return to his room helplessly and tell others not to ask him to have dinner.

Since everyone valued the game so much, Qi Wanxiang did not want to disappoint everyone. After returning to the room, he sat cross-legged and began to practice. In fact, it is to replenish the energy consumed today, but there is nothing else.

One afternoon and one night passed quickly under the cultivation of Qi Wanxiang. The next morning, Qi Wanxiang woke up from his practice in the voice of calling for breakfast as usual.

After stretching and washing his face, Qi Wanxiang began to have breakfast with everyone. This breakfast was relatively relaxed and pleasant. Everyone keeps cheering Qi Wanxiang, hoping that he can win again in today's game.

After coming to the square and stepping into the martial arts arena, Qi Wanxiang was first attracted by the pavilion opposite him. She was wearing a very ordinary moon-white robe, and even her neck was tightly wrapped in the neckline. There is no pink on his face, but he still makes people reluctant to look away for a moment.

Looking at it, the figure in front of Qi Wanxiang coincided with that of Shangguan Rong. With a tight heart, Qi Wanxiang quickly turned his eyes away and thought to him, "I already have my own love. Don't look at me if you are rude, don't look at me if you are impolite, Amitabha..."

Hearing a string of "hehe" laughter from the opposite side, Qi Wanxiang just lowered his head and raised it again in curiosity. Seeing the figure opposite, laughing and trembling because of his embarrassment just now.

He was calm and calm. After putting away his mind, Qi Wanxiang looked at the girl opposite again. Except for a faint favorable impression, there was no ripple in his heart. Looking at the girl opposite, he said lightly, "Qi Wanxiang, the lower Jianzong, is polite here."

"Ha", after a soft smile, the girl opposite covered the corners of her mouth with her right hand and said, "Sir, I'm Ye Piaoling from the Valley of Desperate. Later, the prince will show mercy to me." After that, he blinked Qi Wanxiang's big eyes.

Such a scene fell into Qi Wanxiang's eyes, and he couldn't help shouting in his heart, "Nima, is this really a disciple of Desperate Valley? Is this really a disciple of Buddhism? Dad doesn't bring this, does he?"

Before the sighing was over, the referee had already appeared. After confirming that the two contestants had no objection, they quickly announced the start of the competition. Then he quickly left the place where the two were about to compete and retreated to the referee's seat on the other side of the audience.

As soon as the referee retreated and Qi Wanxiang hadn't figured out how to launch an attack, he saw Ye Piaoling's hands shaking, and then a string of crisp bells came from his wrist, which was so pleasant in Qi Wanxiang's ears.

This reminded him of the bits and pieces between himself and Shangguan Rong, which made him recall Shangguan Rong's voice and appearance, as if he had integrated Shangguan Rong to stay together and enjoy this unspeakable joy together.

The voice of "Ding Bell, Ring Bell" gradually accelerated, and Qi Wanxiang also found that Shangguan Rong in front of him began to become so strange, and even entered to sacrifice the flying sword to kill himself. Looking at Shangguan Rong controlling the flying sword, Qi Wanxiang didn't want to dodge at all, so it might be good to end like this.

However, in the eyes of the audience outside the venue, Qi Wanxiang entered a dull state after he began to fight. Later, even if Ye Piaoling summoned a flying sword and stabbed straight at his heart, she still didn't realize it.

Looking at the flying sword that kept approaching the chest of 70,000 people first, the audience outside the field held their breath and wanted to see what the result would be. Even Ye Piaoling, who was constantly shaking his hands, hung a proud smile on the corners of his mouth at this time.

When the tip of the flying sword had stabbed Qi Wanxiang's chest, the clothes there were recessed under the pressure of the sword spirit. Many spectators in the audience who couldn't bear to watch Qi Wanxiang's blood splash on the spot even closed their eyes tightly. And Ye Piaoling has begun to imagine the situation after his victory.

When the tip of the sword pierced Qi Wanxiang's chest, it was not the muffled sound of the sword piercing the flesh and blood, but a crisp "ding" sound. Everyone was puzzled by the "ding" sound after being stabbed into the metal, and thought to themselves, "Is Qi Wanxiang not a bad body of King Kong?"

Ye Piaoling, who felt that he had won, was so shocked that he even stopped shaking his hand and making a "rasha sound". She really couldn't figure out how Qi Wanxiang resisted the "Rashayin" and then blocked his flying sword.

"Rasha sound" is also known as "Wanmo Rasha loss of life sound", which means that under this sound, even the demon Rasha without feelings will be evoked by beautiful memories in their hearts, making them immersed in it and unable to extricate themselves.

In fact, the attack of the flying sword just now was not blocked by Qi Wanxiang himself, but was blocked by the tower controlling the magic tower at the critical moment. This time, the Zhenmo Tower did not incarnate the tower. It covered him outside Qi Wanxiang's body like the Zhenmo Tower and blocked the flying sword. After blocking the flying sword, the figure of the magic tower slowly appeared.

When the audience and Ye Piaoling saw the magic tower outside Qi Wanxiang's body, the audience was only surprised by the appearance of the eight floors of the magic tower, while Ye Piaoling knew that his "rasha sound" was fascinated by Qi Wanxiang's mind and there was no way to mobilize any energy or magic weapons.

At this time, if there is a magic weapon to resist your attack, it may be the life-saving resistance of the magic weapon or the protector of the soul magic weapon. In either case, it is not what Ye Piaoling wants to see, and either situation is enough to reverse the course of the game.

In Ye Piaoling's eyes, after the eight-story pagoda blocked the attack of the flying sword and shot the flying sword, it did not cover Qi Wanxiang, but rotated and shrank a lot, and then suspended on the top of Qi Wanxiang's head.

And Qi Wanxiang woke up after Ye Piaoling stopped the 'Rasha sound'. At this time, there was already a strong hostility in Ye Piaoling's eyes, but he resented himself for not being careful of this guy. Earlier, I should have thought that the person who could enter the group finals did not have a simple thing, but I was still deceived by her ruthless valley disciples and this better appearance.

Although you are powerful, with Qi Wanxiang's spiritual power and the existence of the Zhenmo Tower, you will not be so fascinated at all when you are prepared. This time, this is because you underestimate the enemy.