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156. The Invincible Wanyan Ali

When the arena battle began, Luo Qianye had no intention of worrying about the boring issue of seating. He kept his gaze on the square below, and then watched the competition between teams.

When it was their sect's turn, Luo Qianye's expression changed as soon as the disciples from both sides came on stage.

"Why are the people from Jijing Mountain here?"

Having said that, Luo Qianye locked his eyes on a monk at the 13th level of physical training, wearing a Jijingshan uniform that was as conspicuous as possible.

But it was clear that Jijing Mountain was not on yesterday’s battle list.

Is Jijingshan going to the 13th level and ending the possibility of his comeback?

Suddenly angry, Luo Qianye turned around and glanced at Bai Peng, the great elder of Jijing Mountain, and found that Bai Peng was looking at him with a half-smile but a cold look on his face.

conspiracy!

This is definitely a conspiracy!

Luo Qianye quickly waved to Feng You who led them into the square.

Feng You quickly walked over.

"Sect Master, what's the matter?"

Luo Qianye immediately asked: "What is the strength of the three 13th-level disciples in this group of Qianye Sect disciples?"

Feng You said: "Our sect's Zhao Shang is quite good and should be able to win one or two games."

"That's good! Now I can only hope that the 13th level of Jijing Mountain is not so strong."

Luo Qianye waved his hand and asked Feng You to retreat.

Bang!

The gong sounded.

A young man with a sturdy back and waist jumped out from the group of more than a dozen people at the other end of the square. His arms were thicker than the thighs of ordinary people. A pair of tiger eyes glanced at Luo Mi and others, and then shouted loudly: "Wanyan Ali of the Barbarian Department is the first to defend the ring."

, is there any of you willing to come up and challenge!"

After saying that, Luo Mi immediately responded, "I'm coming!"

The Qianye Sect disciples who were watching in the square immediately started shouting.

"The young master is mighty!"

"Young Sect Leader will definitely win!"

Hearing the shouts, Wanyan laughed loudly in the stands, then turned to look at Luo Qianye.

"Sect Leader Luo, the tiger father has no dog sons!"

When Luo Qianye heard this sentence, he naturally knew that it was not literal. It was obviously a mockery of his son's ignorance.

I was about to retort when the gong sounded.

clang!

"start!"

Butler Long’s shout disappeared.

The next moment, Luo Mi ran towards Wanyan Ali quickly, slowly pulling out the long sword in the sheath while running. However, the sword was never drawn out, but stopped when it was halfway drawn out.

A feeling of being ready to go.

Seeing Luo Mi's movements, Wanyan Ali cheered, and made a loosening movement with his arms that were thicker than his thighs. He raised the corners of his mouth and sneered. Seeing Luo Mi approaching, the smile stopped suddenly, and his eyes were released.

With a ferocious gaze like a hungry wolf in the wilderness, he ran towards Luo Mi with his physical body.

See what this means, you have to use your body to block the sword move!

Of course, Wanyan Ali did not forget to taunt you, "Luo Mi, you are too weak, please get out of here."

Luo Mi snorted coldly and said with a smile: "You are very brave to resist my Flying Foil Sword with your own body."

The words fell and the sword was raised!

The long sword was instantly pulled out of the scabbard and slashed towards Wanyan Ali with a wisp of white sword light.

Draw the sword!

However, Wanyan Ali, who saw this scene, did not panic. He took out a small copper hammer from his arms and swung it towards the sword that was coming.

Bang!

The sword blade collided with the copper hammer.

It was obviously a copper hammer as big as a fist, but it exerted huge power. The sword held by Luo Mi touched it, not only breaking the sword-drawing technique, but almost causing the sword in Luo Mi's hand to fall out.

Before Luo Mi could react, Wanyan Ali's fist had already hit him. Luo Mi couldn't react in time and had to block his chest with his arm.

One punch.

Luo Mi took ten steps back.

The onlookers were speechless.

To be honest, it is rare for people in the same situation to have such a huge power gap.

Most of Wanyan in the stands stood up with a smile and said to Wen Ping, who was five or six seats away from him: "Sect Leader Wen, I don't know how you will judge the outcome of this battle?"

Wen Ping pointed at himself, "Talk to me?"

"certainly."

Wen Ping responded, "I don't know, I think that ugly fat guy who looks a bit like a pig should win."

Hearing Wen Ping's answer, Wanyan mostly laughed.

"Sect Leader Wen really has a keen eye. Of course, Wanyan Ali will definitely win..."

Most of Wanyan's smiles suddenly stopped.

Fat guy like a pig?

"you!"

Wanyan mostly glared at Wen Ping.

Woof woof!

The mountain dog immediately climbed out of the table and barked at Wanyan Daduo, as if he was going to fight Wanyan Daduo.

It was at this moment that a dull sound suddenly came from the square.

The pain in this sound was obvious. Wen Ping immediately looked up and saw Luo Mi being knocked back dozens of steps by Wanyan Ali's fists.

After dozens of steps, we were already approaching the edge of the arena, with no way to retreat.

Seeing this, Wanyan mostly lost his sullenness and said to Wen Ping: "Boy, don't be so quick to talk, it's of no use."

"Doesn't he look like a pig?"

Wen Ping immediately turned around and asked a woman behind him.

The woman smiled awkwardly, glanced at Wanyan Daduo, and quickly looked elsewhere.

"Not speaking means acquiescing." Wen Ping smiled and turned around.

The woman immediately turned around in panic and explained to Wanyan Dadu, "No, senior Wanyan, how could the slave family mean this?"

Wen Ping said: "Explanation is a cover-up."

…

On the arena.

Wanyan Ali looked at Luo Mi with a ferocious smile and said, "In the face of absolute power, your flashy sword moves are of no use at all. Just admit defeat. If you do it again, I will beat you to death."

"Admit defeat!"

Feng You shouted quickly from the side.

Luo Mi swallowed the blood in his mouth, gritted his teeth and shouted: "Elder, I can still fight!"

Feng You hurriedly stepped forward to hold Luo Mi, frowned, and warned: "Don't hurt your foundation just for an assessment. You still have a long way to go."

The moment Feng You pulled Luo Mi off the field, Deacon Long from the Hundred Sect Alliance stood on the edge of the square and shouted.

"Manbu, Wanyan Ali wins! Cumulative number of wins: 1."

When these words reached Luo Qianye's ears, they were like needles pricking her ears.

Not long after, Wanyan Ali shouted loudly again, "I, Wanyan Ali, am still standing here, who dares to come?"

When Wanyan Ali looked around, he saw that no one on the opposite side was fighting, and he said: "If no one is fighting, it means I will defend Chen Palace, and all of you will lose."

"I'll do it!"

A young man from Qianye Sect stood up.

The onlookers around started talking.

"This is the Golden River of Qianye Sect."

"Jin He, isn't his strength inferior to Luo Mi?"

"Isn't this guy going to die?"

"With Wanyan Ali, the victory of the youth group should be certain."

…

Without listening to the noisy discussion, Wen Ping glanced at Luo Qianye, who had his eyes closed, then patted his shoulder and asked: "Sect Leader Luo, didn't you sleep last night? You can sleep during such an exciting game.

With?"

Luo Qianye opened his eyes and looked at Wen Ping, speechless.

It's not that he didn't sleep, he just couldn't sleep at all.

Wanyan Ali has already controlled the victory of the youth group, and there are also people from the Feilong Club, so the youth group is completely hopeless.

Also, how wonderful is this?

It was obviously one of his own who was abused unilaterally.

At this moment, a voice came from Deacon Long.

"Wanyan Ali wins again!"

Luo Qianye couldn't help but opened his eyes, and then he saw someone coming up and lifting Jin He who was lying on the ground.

The Qianye Sect's third-ranked talent among the 15-year-olds could not last more than a hundred breaths in Wanyan Ali's hands.

While I was watching, I heard Wanyan Dadu's voice coming from my ears.

"Sect Master Luo, I'm sorry, my disciple's attack was a little harsh."

Luo Qianye was silent and didn't even look at him.

It was at this time that Wanyan Duduo began to continue provoking, "Who else is coming!"

No one answered.

More than a dozen teenagers stood under the ring with their heads buried.