Yueli looked at her calmly, with no worries at all.

The person who is worried at this moment is actually Liu Chengjun from another arena separated by a distance.

The expression on her face was tense, her eyes were tense, especially her clenched lips, which showed her worries even more.

"No dust...you'll be fine..."

boom……

When everyone thought what would happen to Yun Haochen, the ground gradually returned to calm.

And the four disciples of Pope Mo were stunned. One of the men said, "How is it possible! No...impossible!" The man who took the lead found that they were completely unable to move.

Yun Haochen raised his hand to clear them out, when he heard the exclamation from the fourth ring, "Junior sister! Be careful!" Jun Yinfan's voice came from the other side, with anxiety at the same time.

Even Elder Lin in the VIP seat suddenly showed a shocked expression: "His Royal Highness!"

Liu Chengjun seemed to have just reacted, with a look of panic on his face, and hurriedly dodged.

Tear...a sound of clothes breaking.

The next moment, a few drops of blood fell on the ground, and Liu Chengjun stood still and covered the wound on his left arm, looking at the person who was on her.

The other party was an irrelevant man with a surprised expression, holding a sword in his hand, and said nervously: "I...I...I didn't mean to..."

Fu Xinyu didn't even bother to rush to the side of the ring, shouting from the audience, "Miss!"

Looking at the arm on the hand, he yelled at the man: "Damn you! Which sect are you from? You are just waiting to be..."

"Xinyu, it's okay, I was distracted." Liu Chengjun explained that he still turned his head to look at the No. 1 arena, only to see Yun Haochen still standing there calmly.

Did the whirlpool under his feet even affect him?

The man who hurt Liu Chengjun was yelled at by Fu Xinyu, and even threw his sword on the ground, and immediately explained: "I... I was fighting against others, I thought you would feel something and avoid it, but I never thought that you didn't run away. I'm really, really sorry."

On the arena, the disciples who belonged to the same sect as him also came over immediately.

Fu Xinyu also saw clearly the sect they belonged to, "Okay! Are you from the Watershed Sect? Humph!"

Cold sweat broke out on Yan Shu's forehead. Quite nervous, he hurriedly looked at Elder Lin in the Sanctuary.

"This, yes... I'm sorry, I really didn't mean to hurt the saint."

Jade Fox also explained: "I'm really sorry..."

Elder Lin's face was still dark, and he looked at them coldly, "Is it useful to apologize? Our saintess are already injured!"

Yueli said lightly: "The people of the Sanctuary are indeed literate."

The man who injured Liu Chengjun in the watershed sect saw pain on Liu Chengjun's originally beautiful face, especially the blood infiltrated and stained red at the wound on his arm, and the blood kept dripping, which made him even more unbearable.

"It's really..."

"Junior sister! How are you?" Jun Yinfan was quite nervous, and used the fastest speed to directly knock the obstructed opponent into the air, rushing towards this side.

Seeing the injured arm, he looked at the man angrily: "Damn you!"

The spiritual power of the whole body skyrocketed in an instant, and he was about to shoot at the opponent, and the man was suddenly scared to death.

Liu Chengjun stopped him immediately: "Brother Jun, don't mess around. I hurt myself. He didn't want to hurt me."

"But..." Jun Yinfan was still angry.

The people in the ring didn't dare to make a sound, and they looked at the No. 4 ring.

"Chichi, a game is a game. Injuries are inevitable. It's better to go back and nurse the child if you make such a fuss."

[It's three in the morning now, I'm so sleepy, I've been smashed in the face four times by the phone, and there are typos that will be corrected tomorrow, I'm really sleepy. 】

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