After the Rebirth of the Unbeatable Queen

To tell the truth at this moment, Wu Jing was still a little stressed. After all, after watching the match just now, he was a little uncertain about the strength of the girl in front of him.

Yang Chen has been taken down, and the surrounding arenas have also been replaced. This round is the same, everyone's focus is on the middle arena.

Long Feiye said a little excitedly: "Xiao Bai, how about we take another bet?"

Yue Mobai curled her lips into a smile, "Betting on her time?"

Long Feiye nodded immediately, "That's right! It's time to gamble!"

Yun Yangzi put down the cup and said immediately: "This seat will bet in less than half an hour. A top-grade spar."

Long Feiye was overjoyed, "The disciple bet fifty sucks. Two high-grade spar."

Yun Yangzi raised his brows, "Are you sure?"

Long Feiye said to himself, "Of course, this disciple has experienced life and death with Xiaoli'er."

The few men next to him looked at him with disgust, and Yue Mobai squinted, "What's the air? I bet twenty sucks. Three high-grade spar."

"Are you sure?" Long Feiye was surprised.

Lu Yan looked at the two of them, what did he think of that Wu Jing?

Yun Yangzi was immediately unhappy, "This seat has been changed, within ten suctions! Five high-grade spar!"

The elders next to him and some disciples who heard it suddenly twitched, as if their ancestors believed in Liyue too much.

Long Feiye smiled and said: "Old Ancestor, ten breaths? It's too short, Xiao Li'er can't stop talking, are you sure?"

Yun Yangzi sneered and snorted, "Look! Let's start calculating."

The three elders on the field also shouted at this time: "Start!"

Everyone was concentrated, and this time they were all looking at the ring in the middle.

Wu Jing said, "Hello, Senior Sister Li. Wu Jing, disciple of the Fourth Elder."

Qingcheng smiled faintly, "Is it the fourth elder again?"

Huh... The figure disappeared, and appeared in front of Wu Jing in the next second. Without any extra words, raising his hand was a punch. Wu Jing was shocked when he reacted, and the speed was too fast! Subconsciously, he wanted to sideways to avoid it, while raising his hand to resist.

But, bang! A punch hit his left cheek firmly, followed by another punch, right cheek!

Lifting the right leg is a kick, bang! boom……

The sound of heavy objects falling, the surroundings are quiet...

Then, a very magical laughter sounded...

"Haha! I won this seat! Quick! Quickly give the spar! Ouch! My little Li'er, it's great!"

The sound of a few crows flying over seemed to be heard in the arena. Everyone looked at the source of the sound, only to see the legendary ancestor of the Spirit Sect reaching out to the two people behind him to ask for something.

Unspeakable embarrassment on Lu Yan's face, he suddenly coughed lightly, "Cough, cough... Ancestor, Ancestor! Pay attention to your image!"

Yun Yangzi didn't care, holding a few spar in his hand, he was very happy. "Hey, these are all for Xiaoli'er to practice."

The corner of Qingcheng's mouth couldn't help showing a smile, this master. Shaking his head lightly, he glanced at Wu Jing, who was ruthlessly kicked off the ring, and said lightly to the audience: "Fourth Elder, did you kill your apprentice this time? I'm very careful, a little spiritual power. Didn't work."

"Trouble the elders to announce the results."

Elder Wu, who had been stunned, returned to his senses again. He quickly took the stage, "In this round, Wu Jing's challenge failed!"

Wu Jing, who was under the ring, had a hot face and was very embarrassed. Yang Chen, whose strength is lower than him, still fought for a while, what about himself? Without even starting the front, he was directly knocked out of the ring! The other party still has no spiritual power at all!

The four elders wished that there was a crack to get in, and they hated Qingcheng so much!