After saying this, everyone around them fell silent. Luan Di's Shuanglong and Luan Di's Third Son, the most talented beings in Luan Di, had now become like this.
Zheng Shiyi stood in the crowd, his eyes fixed on the leaving figure of the man in black, and a look of doubt flashed in his eyes. Although the other person was covered in black robes, making it difficult to see his appearance, he didn't know why. , but I felt a familiar feeling when I looked at this person.
I seem to have seen this man named Kuang Tao somewhere.
"On the third stage, the second competition begins, and those who will participate in the assessment will appear."
Zheng Shiyi was thinking, but a voice came over, interrupting his thinking.
"It's my turn to appear."
Zheng Shiyi stopped thinking and walked towards the third stage.
On the No. 3 ring, several people who were closest to the ring had already jumped on the ring. They looked at the people who were walking unhurriedly from a distance. Each of them was standing on the ring to participate in the assessment. Or the person who was thinking about the ring and walking away suddenly changed his face.
"Zheng Shiyi, it's him, let's team up with him!"
"It's Zheng Shiyi, why are you so unlucky?"
"How can we fight with Zheng Shiyi!"
"We have also seen in the previous battles that those masters are simply impossible for us to fight against. Even if we join forces together, there is no possibility of victory."
"That's not necessarily true. Maybe there are hidden masters among us. If Zheng Shiyi fights with him and both sides suffer, we still have a chance."
"Yes, the final choice is about who wins, not who is stronger."
"Fight."
After a while, hundreds of people had gathered on the third stage. As the sound of gongs and drums came from the bottom of the stage, the ninety-nine people gathered on the stage took action at the same time.
On the other side, Zheng Shiyi had raised his palm, and a cold palm energy surged out from his hand and surged towards everyone.
With a palm, a violent wind blew up, and the sword energy, strength, sword light, and gun shadow shot from the opposite direction... Under this strong wind, they were blown away like leaves. He disappeared in the blink of an eye.
The next moment, the strong wind that seemed to be able to blow up a mountain had blown in front of everyone. Everyone immediately felt that their bodies became uncontrollable and flew into the distance.
In just one or two breaths, everyone had already fallen outside the ring.
"Arena No. 3, second match, winner Zheng Shiyi." The referee's voice sounded almost at the same time. Zheng Shiyi's victory was already expected by everyone.
Zheng Shiyi jumped under the ring without even looking at the crowd. For Hou Jing, these people were too weak. Let alone a hundred people, even if it was two hundred or a thousand people, the result would be the same.
"Well, that fat guy, Peng Junyue, is going to play. He is not only here to buy medicine, but he also has to take an assessment? His luck is not very good, and he is still playing in the same game as one of the three sons, Xia Wusheng. But it doesn't matter anymore. His strength.”
Zheng Shiyi shook his head slightly, but still looked towards the arena where Peng Junyue and Xia Wusheng were standing.
"There should be no suspense in this scene."
"Yes, except for Mr. Xia, there is no master in this field."
"It has been obvious from the previous battles that no matter how many people we have against the Hou Realm masters, it will be useless."
"Before, we had illusions and thought we could enter the assessment. Now it seems that our original idea was ridiculous."
Everyone looked at the examiners who came onto the ring one by one and expressed their opinions one after another.
Xia Wusheng stood alone at the edge of the ring and looked at the people gathered opposite him. A smile appeared on his face like a winner. He looked at the people and said with a smile: "After a while, you should admit defeat. We are all in chaos." People, Wu Sheng doesn’t want to hurt you.”
The people on the opposite side were listening to Xia Wusheng's words, and several of them were already thinking. Just as Xia Wusheng said, they really had no chance of winning. If they surrendered directly, they might not be able to take this opportunity to get to know Mr. Xia, one of the three sons.
Sanzi, that’s not someone you can get to know casually.
"Bang..."
Under the ring, a gong sounded, and the assessment began!
"We admit defeat!"
On the ring, more than a dozen people raised their hands immediately after the gong sounded, announcing that they were surrendering. As they said that, they were about to walk down the ring, but as soon as they took a step, the expressions of several people suddenly changed.
"what happened?"
"No, why can't my spiritual energy work?"
"My spiritual energy can't function either."
The expressions of everyone around him also changed drastically.
"And me, my spiritual energy can't function either."
"Why is this happening?"
"What happened?"
A series of exclamations continued to sound from the ring. The changes on the ring quickly attracted the attention of everyone below the ring, and even a few people on the high platform looked over.
Xia Wusheng's face, which originally had a faint smile on it, suddenly disappeared and was replaced by a deep look of solemnity. His aura, his aura couldn't function either!
Why, how could this happen
Xia Wusheng raised his head and looked around.
Everyone was surprised. Peng Junyue walked out of the crowd with a proud look on his face. He looked at everyone and laughed loudly: "How is it? It's all strange, isn't it? Don't you understand why your spiritual energy can't work? I advise you. You'd better not try again.
I have set up a spirit-locking, energy-containing, and demon-defending formation on this arena. In my formation, no matter how strong you are, your spiritual energy will be imprisoned.
Now, all of you are already lambs to be slaughtered. I advise you to admit defeat quickly, otherwise the fat man will take action soon. "
Peng Junyue shouted proudly, and stretched out his hands with a mean look on his face, as if he was going to do something, and he looked as wretched as possible.
"Set up a formation?"
"The arena was tampered with!"
"Boy, you are cheating!"
On the ring, everyone started yelling at the fat man with a proud look on his face.
"You guys, it's called a soldier who never tires of deceit. You don't even know this and why are you here to participate in the Tiger and Leopard Army's assessment? Since you don't admit defeat, then Fatty has no choice but to take action himself. Speaking of which, Fatty hasn't done anything for a long time."
Peng Junyue rubbed his hands with a smile, then stretched out his foot and kicked the person next to him off the ring.
"Bang bang bang..."
Muffled sounds continued to sound. Peng Junyue either stretched out his feet or used his hands to knock his opponents off the ring one by one. However, the opponents around him who were obviously much higher than him in cultivation had no chance to resist him. .
The people behind found that there was really no way to unlock the spiritual energy blockade. In order not to be thrown off the ring by Peng Junyue, they had no choice but to jump off the ring. However, although they jumped off the ring, they did not leave but gathered around the ring.
After a short time, only Peng Junyue and Xia Wusheng were left in the arena.
Xia Wusheng looked at Peng Junyue, who was walking towards him step by step. Instead, he looked up at the referee below the ring, and shouted with dissatisfaction: "Is this okay? He did something wrong in the ring. The assessment must be fair, but now it's like this How is it fair? Wu Sheng asks for a rematch."
"Rematch? Who do you think you are? You can ask for a rematch?" Below the ring, the referee in charge of the assessment glanced at Xia Wusheng with disdain and said disdainfully: "The assessment did not say that it is not allowed to tamper with people on the ring. , what’s more, you don’t even know how to use your hands and feet in the ring, what use do we, the Tiger and Leopard Army, have for such useless people? You lost because you were stupid."
Everyone around looked blankly at the referee with a look of disdain, unable to react for a moment. This person in front of them was one of the three sons of Luan Di, and his father was a feudal lord. In Luan City, even those Real big shots will also give Mr. Xia some face.
But now, just a referee in charge of assessment dared to speak to Mr. Xia like this. As for the two generals on the high platform, they didn't even pay attention to Mr. Xia.
Do they, who are in chaos in the city, have such no status in front of these people
Xia Wusheng never expected that the other party would answer him like this, and his face suddenly turned red. When had Xia Wusheng been despised like this before, and in front of so many people!
But when he was most embarrassed, Peng Junyue's voice sounded again from behind: "I said, do you have no brains
I think you are jealous of your fat man's majestic body. If you have the ability, you would also do something in the ring. Do you know how much materials your fat man has wasted in setting up the spirit-locking, energy-containing, and demon-control formation? Do you know how much time Fatty spent trying to figure out which arena Fatty would compete in
Forget it, why are you talking so much to a brainless guy like you? It just lowers my style. Anyway, I made a lot of money by forcing myself to win this time. Just let me go first. . "
Peng Junyue said, stretched out one foot and kicked Xia Wusheng on the butt.
Xia Wusheng was standing at the edge of the ring. His spiritual energy was unable to function. His body was unprotected and he was immediately kicked out. He fell heavily to the ground on his face, and his face turned livid.
He, the heir to the dignified Marquis Xia Luan, a being in the dignified Marquis Realm, was actually kicked in the butt in public by a fat man who had not even entered the Soul Refining Realm!
"Fat man, you are looking for death!"
Xia Wusheng turned around and glared at Peng Junyue fiercely. The majestic killing intent came out of his body and fell under the ring. His spiritual energy had returned to normal.
As if he didn't feel Xia Wusheng's murderous intent, Peng Junyue walked down from the ring and walked over to Zheng Shiyi with a relaxed look on his face.
Xia Wusheng felt Peng Junyue's disregard, and his murderous aura became stronger. He wanted to take action, and wanted to kill this damn fat man now, but he couldn't do it.
Now he was participating in the assessment. If he had done it in private, before he could kill the fat man, he might have been killed by the Tiger and Leopard Army first.
He didn't believe in the Tiger and Leopard Army. The dignified Tiger and Leopard Army would accept trash like Fatty.
(End of chapter)