This scene made many people watching the battle in Haiyue City scream in surprise.
Even on the VIP stage, except for Ye Mengxian, the other four people showed shocked expressions.
Especially King Pingbei let out an ouch, his face full of pain.
Ye Mengxian smiled: "Your Majesty, please don't lie about the three jars of animal spirit wine. Everyone here will hear it."
King Pingbei smiled bitterly: "Ye Yatou, you are really powerful, that's all. I just happened to have a few jars with me, you can take them."
As he spoke, King Pingbei waved his hand, and three gray wine jars appeared in front of him. They were all well sealed, but still filled with the aroma of wine.
Several people on the VIP table smelled the aroma of wine, and they all looked intoxicated, with colorful faces on their faces.
Ye Mengxian's face turned slightly red, and just smelling the aroma of the wine made him feel tipsy.
With a wave of his hand, he put the three jars of beast spirit wine into his bag. Ye Mengxian saluted King Pingbei and said with a smile, "Thank you, Your Majesty, for the gift."
King Pingbei looked depressed, as if he was reluctant to part with the three jars of beast spirit wine, while Tuo Ba Lie, Meng Haiwen and Haiyue City Lord looked at Ye Mengxian with envy. This was a rare beast spirit wine, even if they didn't like it. People who drink alcohol will become addicted after one sip. Naturally, they want to get one or two jars, but unfortunately they have no way, and it is impossible to bet with King Ping Bei like Ye Mengxian.
"Ye Yatou, this little girl you took in really has some skills. She is very powerful in Qin Dao martial arts." King Pingbei said.
Ye Mengxian smiled and said: "If this were not the case, how could I have the confidence to make a bet with you, the prince?"
"But this girl's martial arts level is too low. Although the sound of the piano is strong, she has reached her limit when she reaches this point." King Pingbei said with a smile.
Ye Mengxian nodded. She didn't know that with Dugu Nian's strength, it was very rare to be able to persist until the third round of the Tianjiao battle. It was simply impossible to enter the fourth round.
If Dugu Nian's cultivation level could be higher, there might still be some chance, but now, it will be difficult for Dugu Nian's level to improve in the near future.
On the high platform of the magic circle, Dugu Nian put away his guqin and looked at Lu Shuihan with a cold and arrogant expression.
At this moment, Lu Shuihan looked really miserable. The brocade robe that he originally wore became tattered, like rags, with even his buttocks exposed.
But the power of the piano sound was still there, invading Lu Shuihan's body, making him extremely painful at the moment, feeling as if his whole body was being cut by a knife.
"Oops, I seem to have struck too hard." Dugu Nian said, pretending to be surprised.
Lu Shuihan was so angry that he wanted to get up and fight Dugu Nian desperately.
Unfortunately, Lu Shuihan was unable to use his inner strength due to the sound of the piano entering his body, and the injuries on his body also prevented him from continuing to fight with others.
Lost, completely lost!
Lu Shuihan gritted his teeth, his eyes were extremely hateful, and there was jealous unwillingness and anger in his heart.
As the eldest son of the Wanyuan Chamber of Commerce, he has been pampered since he was a child and feels that everyone is inferior to him.
He was still laughing at Fang Lin and Dugu Nian before, but now he was beaten by Dugu Nian until he lay on the ground unable to get up. Such a blow made Lu Shuihan have the urge to crawl into the cracks in the ground.
Dugu Nian didn't say any more sarcastic words to attack him, and left the high platform of the magic circle casually.
Many people cast their eyes on Dugu Nian, and some of them, self-proclaimed charming men, even wanted to go over and have a chat with Dugu Nian.
However, when they saw Dugu Nian and Fang Lin standing together, they all had no choice but to look back. The famous lady had an owner, so it was better not to join in the fun anymore.
"It's a good win, but when you can defeat your opponent with the piano right from the start, why bother using the sword?" Fang Lin asked with a smile.
Dugu Nian snorted: "Because I want to look cool."
Fang Lin laughed, not expecting Dugu Nian to answer like this.
"It's a pity that when you used the sword, you didn't look good at all, and you were suppressed by Lu Shuihan." Fang Lin shook his head and said.
Dugu Nian smiled slyly: "Let me tell you, my sword is no worse than my piano."
Fang Lin curled his lips: "I didn't see it."
Dugu Nian smiled and said: "Of course you didn't see it. I deliberately hid one hand. This is only the first round. Of course, I can't expose all my moves."
Fang Lin was slightly surprised when he heard this. Could it be that this girl really learned some powerful sword moves secretly
But this is unlikely. After all, Dugu Nian spent most of his time with him before. Even when he was separated, it didn't last long. It was impossible for Dugu Nian to learn any powerful sword moves
Could it be the sword moves that Ye Mengxian taught Dugu Nian when he was in seclusion to improve his realm a few months ago
This is possible. With Ye Mengxian's identity, it is not surprising that he knows powerful sword moves, and it is normal for him to teach them to Dugu Nian.
Without going into details or asking any more questions, Fang Lin continued to look at the five high platforms above, taking note of the strength of every person who appeared.
So far, the only ones that Fang Lin is afraid of are Shen Fan and Ling Wushuang. The others may also be strong, and may have hidden methods to avoid being exposed.
After several consecutive games, the atmosphere in the city did not weaken at all, but became more and more heated.
Because, finally, a very important genius of the Qin Kingdom appeared. The seventh prince of the Qin Kingdom, Ying Xinghe!
Ying Xinghe was naturally extremely popular among the Qin warriors. After all, he was the pride of his country, and he was also the son of Emperor Qin, with a noble status.
Although the reputation of this seventh prince is not very good, for warriors, strength is more important.
Among the five hundred geniuses in Haiyue City, it is probably hard for anyone to say who is the strongest genius. After all, the most famous people have extraordinary abilities, and no one can say for sure that they are stronger than anyone else.
But for people to choose, there must be more people who think that Win Galaxy is the strongest.
Of course, some people sneered at Ying Xinghe, thinking that the prince had bad moral character.
At this moment, Ying Xinghe appeared on the high platform of the magic circle, with a calm expression, a bit of a smile, and even waved to the many warriors below.
"Hmph, every time I see this brat, I want to beat him up!" King Pingbei muttered, making the people next to him look weird.
"Ahem, Your Majesty, His Highness the Seventh Prince seems to have never offended Your Majesty." Meng Haiwen asked tentatively.
King Pingbei glanced at him: "This kid is nothing. Emperor Qin's sons are just as abominable to him. They are far worse than his brothers."
Meng Haiwen was so embarrassed that he couldn't say a word and could only keep silent.
However, King Pingbei was right. Among the many descendants of Emperor Qin, there were many talented people. However, although these seven princes, Ying Xinghe, had extraordinary martial arts talents, they had some problems with their conduct.