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"Who's coming?"

Yang Lele walked back to the other end of the ring calmly, and then raised his fingers towards the disciples of the Barbarians and the Flying Dragon Society on the opposite side.

Even in the face of such a provocative move, no one from the Barbarian tribe dared to attack.

The people of the Barbarian tribe admire strength and have always respected strength. But today, the strongest member of their tribe has lost to others in terms of strength, so how can they dare to do it again?

Wanyan mostly sat on the chair, watching that no one dared to step up to him, his face was ashen, and then he said to Long Ao who was standing aside: "President Long, what do you think this is?"

No one accepted the challenge, which meant that the entire youth group was defeated. Yang Lele could directly win seven times, which was equivalent to defeating the remaining teenagers. When it comes to the 13th level, there is no need to compete at all. Even a 13th level player

Being able to defeat the three 13th-level opponents on the other side doesn't help matters. Together, they only won five games.

Long Ao smiled coldly, with a hint of disgust in his eyes, "None of your tribesmen have any sense?"

Wanyan mostly responded quickly, "President Long, even if they come up, it won't help. Why let them come up again to only increase the damage?"

"You guys from the Barbarian tribe are really useless. Fortunately, Elder Bai asked me to help. Since you can't rely on your own people from the Barbarian tribe, let me, the people from the Feilong Club, come. But remember, you owe me a favor this time."

After Long Ao finished speaking, he stood up and waved to a pale and sick-looking young man under the ring.

The white-faced boy nodded immediately.

After seeing the white-faced boy nodding, Wanyan's expressions calmed down and the panic just now disappeared.

However, when the white-faced boy stood up, not many of the onlookers recognized him, and they were all confused about who this sickly boy was and why he dared to go up.

Ordinary people don't know him, but Luo Qianye knows him, and everyone in the stands has heard of him.

"Is this Gong Suohua?"

"It's him. It turns out he's really in this group. He's been standing at the back. No wonder I haven't seen him."

"Then it's hard to say whether we will win or lose in this arena."

Hearing the discussion behind him, Wen Ping asked Luo Qianye who was standing aside, "Sect Leader Luo, who is this Gong Suohua? Is he stronger than the seventh level of body refining?"

"Oh, I almost thought I could turn the tables, but I forgot about him." Luo Qianye did not answer Wen Ping's question immediately, but sighed, seeming a little disappointed, "Sect Master Wen, Gong Suohua is a flying dragon who knows how to poison.

A genius of the same lineage. He is naturally sensitive to poisons and can skillfully use various poisons."

Wen Ping asked again: "With poison, can it be more powerful than the seventh level of body refining?"

"It's not a question of whether it's powerful or not. People who use poison often research poisons themselves, so in order to avoid being poisoned, they know the secret technique of sealing the five senses. They have ways to seal the nose, ears, and mouth. Just now your disciple used it

Although the sonic attack is strong, Gong Suohua can block hearing."

Luo Qianye made a gesture of covering his ears.

Hearing is gone, no matter how strong the sonic attack is, it will only be weak on the outside, and it can no longer defeat the sixth level of body refining.

But the poison can kill people across borders!

Just when Luo Qianye thought that Wen Ping would become serious when he heard this and formulate new battle strategies for his disciples, he did not expect that Wen Ping would praise others.

"Sealing the five senses! Awesome, awesome." Wen Ping couldn't help but give a thumbs up, admiring the greatness of the world and the amazing people there are.

When Luo Qianye heard this, he shook his head, smiled, and said, "Sect Master Wen, why are you still praising your disciple's opponent?"

Wen Ping responded seriously, "Feng Huanhuan, this move is quite powerful."

When the sect leaders behind him heard this, they also looked at each other and smiled.

Everyone shook their heads helplessly at Wen Ping.

They really don't understand whether Wen Ping is from the Immortal Sect or the Feilong Society, and he even praises other people's disciples before going into battle.

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Gong Suohua walked slowly onto the ring, carrying a black gourd as big as a man's head behind him, as if it was holding something great. After standing on the ring, Gong Suohua looked at Yang Lele expressionlessly, with a pale face.

When people are young, their eyes look pale and empty.

Suddenly, Gong Suohua said: "Yang Lele, I'm very happy to meet you. You are already at the seventh level of physical training at the age of 15. I didn't expect that I could step on you and become famous in East Lake before I got the seat of the top ten show. To be honest, your sonic attack is against

I'm useless, I can seal off my hearing, so you don't have to do useless things. I tell you this, I am repaying you for letting me step on my fame."

After hearing this, Yang Lele picked out his ears indifferently, and then whispered: "Oh, you talk too much, I only say one thing, if you throw one more punch, I will lose!"

But no matter how low the voice is, you can still hear it in Tongxuan Middle Realm.

After Long Ao heard this, he turned his head, his eyes fell on Wen Ping beside him, and then said: "Sect Master Wen, I also want to ask you, who do you think will win? My disciple doesn't look like a pig.

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Wanyan's most proud smile suddenly stopped, and she gave Long Ao a blank look.

It's a pity that Long Ao is the one helping him out now, otherwise he wouldn't want to give Long Ao a good look. Wanyan Ali is obviously as handsome as him, so why does he look like a pig?

Wen Ping heard Long Ao's words and responded: "Well, your disciple is great. But I can only mourn for your disciple. He may really have become deaf."

At this time, Gong Suohua on the stage suddenly pulled out the stopper of the black gourd.

Shake!

Brown powder like water slanted out, rose quickly after landing, and filled the entire arena in the blink of an eye.

At the same time, Gong Suohua's voice came, "This is stiffening powder. Even if you are at the tenth level of body training, as long as it is on your skin, you will not be able to move."

Gong Suohua smiled and took out the dagger from his waist.

Snap!

Yang Lele took a step in the thin brown smoke.

Gong Suohua's smile stopped abruptly.

Black Devil immediately said in shock: "This...how can this Yang Lele still move?"

Following his words, Long Ao also looked at the ring in disbelief.

"How come?"

Long Ao quickly stared at it.

Then he saw a magical scene. The stiff powder had no effect on Yang Lele. Long Ao stood up immediately, glared at Luo Qianye, and said: "It turns out that you came prepared! How could you, Luo Qianye, be with an innocent person?"

The master of the Star Sect is so close to us, so it turns out that he has already made preparations for me, the Feilong Society."

Luo Qianye was a little confused by these words.

However, he did not explain, but looked at Yang Lele on the stage, walking towards Gong Suohua step by step.

Never stop!

There is no feeling of stiffness at all.

Gong Suohua, who was in the dust, clearly realized this and immediately retreated, but Yang Lele rushed in front of him in the blink of an eye.

Raise your hand and punch!

A punch hit his left ear, and then Gong Suohua flew straight from the ring to the onlookers like an arrow from the string.

This scene caused the entire stands to fall silent.

After a long time, still no one spoke.

Because they really couldn't believe that Gong Suohua actually lost like this, and was really solved by Yang Lele with one punch.