With a loud bang, Nangong Ye and Akihara Yi faced each other again.
The two separated, Nangong Ye fell to the ground and stood firmly, his face was pale, but he didn't see any serious injuries.
On the other hand, Akihara was not so good, and he fell directly to the ground. The noble purple clothes were already stained with dirt at this time, his face was pale and transparent, and the corners of his mouth had been stained with a trace of blood red.
Such a stark contrast, so that the discerning eye can understand. The high and the low are now, the outcome is already divided.
"Nangong Ye wins!" The resounding voice sounded again, and the outcome was a foregone conclusion.
Akihara Yi struggled to stand up and arched his hand in Nangong Ye's direction. Although he lost, there was no trace of frustration on his face, but a calm indifference. Such a good attitude makes people have to be convinced.
"I accept it." Nangong Ye handed over and replied.
Afterwards, the two of them turned around and left the ring.
At the moment when the two turned around, there were bursts of cheers from the audience. This cheer was not only for the winner Nangong Ye, but also for Akihara Yi. Win with brilliance, lose with grace.
Nangong Ye, who had returned to his position at this time, took out the medicine bottle from his arms and swallowed a pill directly. Although he won this competition, he also suffered a lot of injuries.
After taking the medicine, Nangong Ye's eyes flashed with darkness. Although he didn't say anything on the surface, he didn't think he really won today's competition.
He was two steps higher than Akihara, but it was only after the two of them fought for so long that he could win. Although Akihara was injured, he did not seek any benefits.
If Akihara's body did not suffer from chronic diseases, then what kind of Akihara's cultivation would be today, no one really knows for sure.
But, fortunately, this Akihara Yi is no threat even if the talent is high. A man without a future will not be his opponent.
Thinking of this, Nangong Ye's heart felt a lot more comfortable.
No one knew what Nangong Ye was thinking at this time. What everyone saw was that Nangong Ye was quietly adjusting his breath after taking the medicine.
Nangong Tingli was in a good mood, but Akihara Lishang was not in a good mood. However, he didn't blame Akihara Yi, but after asking a few questions with concern, he asked people to send Akihara Yi back to Akihara's house to recover as soon as possible.
After all, Akihara's body is different.
This match between Nangong Ye and Akihara Yi was really exciting, which made the next match seem a bit boring. However, with the appearance of the two, the interest of the people in the audience was immediately raised.
"Seventh game, Murong Qingyan vs Murong Qingxue."
With the resounding voice, Murong Qingyan and Murong Qingxue both came to the ring and stood opposite each other.
Murong Qingxue was wearing a pale white gauze skirt, but the elegant part was a bit more dusty. The wide skirt was waving behind her, elegant and luxurious, with black jade-like blue silk, and a simple flying fairy bun, only a white silk The belt is tied on it as a decoration, making the dark cloud-like hair more soft and shiny. The beautiful eyes overflowed with splendor, and there was a light smile between the red lips.
It can be said that Murong Qingxue's whole person is extraordinarily beautiful and refined, like a fairy who has fallen into the mortal world by mistake, so that people can't take their eyes away with just one glance.