When the ring battle started, Luo Qianye didn't have the mind to deal with the boring question of seating. He kept his eyes on the square below, and then watched team by team compete.

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

"Why are the people from Extreme Mountain also here?"

After all, Luo Qianye's eyes were fixed on a cultivator with a weight of 13 body refining, and the extreme mountain uniform he wore was as prominent as he was.

But it was clear that there was no extreme mountain on the table of matches yesterday.

Is it possible that Extreme Mountain is going to stop his comeback in the 13th realm?

There was a sudden anger in his heart, Luo Qianye turned his head and looked at Bai Peng, the Great Elder of Extreme Mountain, and found that Bai Peng looked at him with a grimace.

conspiracy!

This is definitely a conspiracy!

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

Feng You walked over quickly.

"Sect Master, what's the matter?"

Luo Qianye immediately asked, "How is the strength of the three 13th realms in the group where the disciples of the Chiba Sect belong?"

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

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

Luo Qianye waved his hand, causing Feng You to retreat.

boom!

The gong sounded.

From another group of more than a dozen people in the square, a young man with a sturdy back and waist jumped out. His arms were thicker than the thighs of ordinary people. A pair of tiger eyes swept across Luo Mi and the others, and then shouted: "Manbu Wanyan Ali starts the defense , Some of you are willing to challenge!"

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

The disciples of the Chiba Sect who were watching on the square immediately shouted.

"The young master is mighty!"

"Young Sect Master will win!"

Hearing the shout, Wanyan laughed mostly in the stands before turning his head to look at Luo Qianye.

"Sect Master Luo, the tiger father has no dogs!"

This sentence entered Luo Qianye's ears, naturally knowing that it was not a literal meaning, but was obviously mocking his son for not knowing what it was.

Just about to choke, the gong sounded.

clang!

"Start!"

The cries of Deacon Long disappeared.

The next moment, Luo Mi quickly ran towards Wanyan Ali, slowly drawing the long sword in the sheath as he ran. However, the sword was never drawn out, but stopped halfway through, with a feeling of gaining momentum.

Seeing Luo Mi's movements, Wanyan Ali gave an applause, and the arm that was thicker than the thigh made a loosening movement, and the corners of his mouth raised and raised some sneers. Seeing Luo Mi approaching, his smile stopped abruptly, his eyes released a hideous look like a hungry wolf in the wilderness, and he rushed towards Luo Mi with his body.

Seeing this, it means using your body to block sword moves!

Of course, Wanyan Ali did not forget to mock, "Luo Mi, you are too weak, let me go down."

Luo Mi snorted coldly, and laughed: "You are very bold when you physically resist me."

When the voice fell, the sword moved!

The long sword was pulled out of the scabbard in an instant and slashed towards Wanyan Ali with a strand of white sword light.

Swordsmanship!

However, Wanyan Ali, who saw this scene, took out a small copper hammer from his arms, swung it and smashed it towards the cut sword.

boom!

The blade hit the copper hammer.

Obviously there is only a fist-sized copper hammer, but the power that can be exerted is huge. The sword Luo Mi is holding against it so much that it not only breaks the sword-drawing skills, and almost makes Luo Mi's sword drop out of his hand.

And when Luo Mi hadn't come to react, Wanyan Ali's fist had already been smashed, Luo Mi couldn't react, so he had to block his chest with his arm.

Punch.

Luo Mi went back ten steps.

The onlookers were speechless.

To be honest, it is rare for such a large power gap in the same environment.

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

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

"of course."

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

Hearing Wen Ping's answer, Wanyan laughed mostly.

"Sect Master Wen really has a pair of insights. Of course, Wanyan Ali will definitely win..."

Most of Wanyan's smiles stopped abruptly.

Fat guy like a pig?

"you!"

Most of Wanyan immediately glared at Wen Ping.

Barking!

The mountain dog immediately climbed out of the table, barking mostly at Wanyan, as if to fight with Wanyan.

At this moment, a dull sound suddenly came from the square.

The pain with this sound was obvious. Wen Ping immediately looked up and saw Luo Mi being beaten back dozens of steps by Wanyan Ali.

After dozens of steps, it is close to the border of the ring, and there is no retreat.

Wanyan mostly saw this, without the sullenness he had just now, and then said to Wenping: "Boy, it's useless."

"Does he look like a pig?"

Wen Ping immediately turned his head and asked a woman behind him.

The woman smiled awkwardly, glanced at Wanyan Da, and quickly glanced at other places.

"Not speaking is the default." Wen Ping smiled and turned around.

The woman immediately turned back in panic and rushed to Wanyan to explain mostly, "No, Senior Wanyan, how could the slave family mean this?"

Wen Ping said: "Explanation is to cover up."

On the ring.

Wanyan Ali smiled and looked at Luo Mi and said: "In front of absolute power, your fancy sword moves are of no use at all. Give up. If you come again, I will kill you."

"Give up!"

Feng You quickly shouted 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 grab Luo Mi, frowned, and warned: "Don't hurt the foundation for an assessment, your road is still very long."

When Feng You pulled Luo Mi off the court, Deacon Long of the Hundred Sects Alliance stood on the edge of the square and shouted.

"Manbu, Wanyan Ali wins! Cumulative wins: 1 game."

This word reached Luo Qianye's ears, like a needle.

Not long after, Wanyan Ali yelled again, "I Wanyan Ali is still standing here, who dares to come?"

After Yan Ali looked around and looked around, there was no one facing him to fight, and he said: "If there is no one to fight, it means that I will guard Chen Palace and all of you will lose."

"I come!"

A teenager in the Chiba Sect stood up.

Discussions of onlookers around gradually rose.

"This is the Golden River of the Chiba Sect."

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

"Didn't this guy go up to die?"

"With Wanyan Ali, the youth group's victory should be set."

Without hearing the noisy discussion, Wen Ping glanced at Luo Qianye with his eyes closed, then patted him on the shoulder, and asked: "Sect Master Luo, did you sleep last night? You can sleep during such a wonderful game. Right?"

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

He didn't sleep, but he couldn't sleep at all.

A Wanyan Ali already controlled the victory of the Junior Division, and there were also people from the Flying Dragon Club. The Junior Division was completely hopeless.

Also, how exciting is this?

Obviously his own people were unilaterally abused.

At this moment, Deacon Long heard a voice.

"Wanyan Ali wins again!"

Luo Qianye couldn't help but open his eyes, and then saw someone come up and lift Jinhe lying on the ground down.

Tianjiao, ranked third among the 15-year-olds of Chiba Sect ~www.mtlnovel.com~, could only take a hundred breaths in Wanyan Ali's hands.

While looking at it, I heard Wanyanda's voice coming from my ears.

"Sect Master Luo, I'm sorry, my disciple made a little heavier shot."

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

At this time, most of Wanyan began to continue to provoke, "Who else will come!"

No one answered.

A dozen teenagers stood under the ring, their heads buried.

It seems that they all defaulted to this result of failure.

Luo Qianye watched this scene with a heart of leaving!

Rather than being embarrassed here, he felt that he might as well look at his son's injury.