Bai Ye sat quietly in the audience, closed his eyes and rested. There were players and spectators in the hustle and bustle of the crowd. The people were extremely excited and cheered, waiting for the fierce collision of talents.

After the judges of Vientiane Gate took their seats, they saw a group of gorgeously dressed attendants coming. They carried large and exquisite gift boxes, walked to the side of the ring, and put them down.

The spectators around looked at the gift boxes with wide eyes.

Just the packaging box is glowing, what kind of baby will it contain?

"What are these?"

"These are the rewards that the Vientiane Gate provides to those outstanding talents! The Vientiane Gate people pay attention to talent training, but do not absorb their own use. Anyone with different talents will focus on and support them. This time, they won There are many good treasures that can help souls in their cultivation. If you can stand out in the competition and get some rewards, I'm afraid it will be useful in this life."

"There is such a good thing?"

I saw Qiaofeng come on stage again and shouted: "The final contest is about to begin. The rules of the contest are based on the rules of the group sect duel, and there must be no harm to life or destruction of the heavenly soul. Violators will be disqualified for the final. Point number, whoever appears in the match number, take the stage to a duel!"

When the voice fell, Qiaofeng nodded at the judges below.

The judges placed their hands on a magic circle on the table. In an instant, the enchantment around the stage flashed with light, and then two game numbers appeared.

"One hundred and thirty-one! Chen Miao is free from power."

"Seven! Qianyuan loosely repaired, no power!"

As soon as the game number appeared, two people immediately flew out of the surrounding seats and boarded the stage to fight.

"How to use this rule for the final election? You should fight freely. Whoever wins the stage, whoever refuses to accept the challenge, isn't that much more efficient?" someone in the audience questioned.

"You are stupid, you used this method to run the final election last time. As a result, a master handed over and lost forty people in a row. No one dared to fight behind them. Many manufacturable materials were buried and there was no chance. The Vientiane Gate was Choosing potential stocks is not the best choice. You definitely can't use that method!"

"So..."

The audience gradually calmed down.

The first battle was quite boring, and the strength of the two sides was very different, but with three moves, No. 131 was knocked out of the ring.

On the 7th, Qianyuan looked at the judges expectantly, but the judges were calm and did not react at all.

not enough.

Qian Yuan's eyes flashed with a war spirit, and he shouted: "Come again!"

Wow!

The match number flashed on the barrier again.

Number eleven!

"The eleventh contestant Luohe, the third rank of the Despair Realm, represents the Tianhua Yue Family!" Qiao Feng shouted.

When Loch came to the stage, people's eyes lit up.

"I'll let you do a few tricks." Loch lost both hands without rushing.

"Arrogant." Qian Yuan roared and rushed over, even after several punches, Luohe caught them easily. Qianyuan also had Tier 3 strength, but the speed difference was too much. Even his soul power was inferior to Loh. With less than ten moves, Luohe stunned him with a flying kick.

"it is good!"

People from the Yue family shouted excitedly.

Yueyang Hao nodded repeatedly, smiling.

In the previous few battles, the winners and losers were all within a hundred breaths. There were too many people participating in the final elections, and their strengths were uneven. There were often people with different souls facing each other. Although the audience was in high spirits, they had not yet To the point of boiling.

Loch has almost passed all the way, invincible. Since he took the stage, he has lost six people in a row, unscathed, and the audience has been talking about it, and the audience has already cheered.

The smile on Yue Yanghao's face became stronger and stronger. Luohe was outstanding in strength and quite famous. He played on behalf of the Yue family and achieved such an achievement, and the Yue family's reputation would naturally follow.

"Thirty-three, Mansun, Tier 4 of the Soul Mirror, representing the Tianhua Man Family!"

Just after Luohe knocked one person off the stage, Qiaofeng shouted again.

As soon as these words fell, Loch's face changed drastically.

The crowd below was also a commotion.

"Mansun? Absolute Soul Mirror Tier 4? When did he reach Tier 4?" Yueyang Hao's eyebrows sank, and he turned to ask Yue Lao San, "Is Man Sun only promoted to Tier 3? What is going on?"

"Big brother, I don't know, maybe...this is related to Man Honglong." Yue Lao San said solemnly.

Man Honglong hasn't returned to Tianhua for a long time, but the name run-off suddenly appeared, which must have its purpose.

With a playful smile, Man Sun jumped onto the stage and looked at the pale-faced Loch jokingly.

Fourth order? Luohe didn't expect Mansun to have such strength at all.

"Player Lohe, you have been fighting for several games before. Now you have a chance to rest. If you want to rest, we will temporarily suspend the game." Qiaofeng said.

"No need!" Loch took a deep breath and said solemnly: "Let's get started."

"Haha, I have courage, but you'll regret it later." Mansun laughed, not putting Loch in his eyes at all.

Lochton was annoyed: "Mansun, I remember that you are not at the third level of the Despair Realm, but now you are suddenly promoted to the fourth level. You must have used some method to forcibly upgrade. The road to cultivation must be down to earth. Pulling out the seedlings and promoting will only harm yourself , Even if you are Tier 4? Look at me defeating you!"

Luohe made a desperate move, the heavenly soul bloomed, and Yuan Li directly sacrificed.

"Beat me? It's up to you? It's a dream!"

Mansun sneered again and again, but instead of offering the heavenly soul, he put his hands on his chest and looked at Lohe playfully.

"The duel begins!" Qiao Feng sipped.

At the beginning of the fight, Lohe rushed over. His heavenly soul was a huge mouse, which gave him light and changeable spirit power. Therefore, Lohe's body style is extremely fast, and his movements are particularly agile, which can suddenly change during the fight. Moves, both offensive and defensive, freely retractable.

Luohe rushed, and the person was like a gust of wind, and fell in front of Man Sun in an instant, and the terrifying power was like a hot flame, blasting towards Man Sun's face.

The audience in the audience could hardly keep up with Loch's speed with their naked eyes!

So fast!

That fist was already close to Man Sun's face.

but...

Right!

A weird voice sounded from the stage, and Man Sun raised his hand, grabbing Loch's fist unhurriedly, and the playful smile on his face even worse.

It's blocked!

People have a heartbeat.

Such a swift punch was actually resolved by Sun Yun calmly?

"Trash, you are also called an attack? Look at mine!"

Man Sun sneered, suddenly raised his other hand and blasted Loch's chest fiercely.

Boom!

The fist hit hard, and a dull sound erupted.

Lohe flew out like a broken kite, and fell heavily to the ground. He vomited a few mouthfuls of blood, and then closed his eyes and fainted. His chest sank, and his spirit power collapsed. The fist is terrible. Lohe's Heavenly Soul must be seriously damaged. Although it has not been abolished, it is not much different from the abolition. If he recovers, he may not even have the strength of the Soul Mirror...

Punch!

People exclaimed.

Is there such a big gap between Luohe and Mansun?

"When did this grandson become so powerful?"

Even Yue Qingwu was astonished. She and Man Sun had known each other a long time ago. Man Sun was a dull man, doing evil in Tianhua City, and doing a lot of evil under the protection of her family, she can be said to be extremely disgusted with this person. Mansun can eat, drink and play on weekdays, can he have the strength of Tier 3 in the Desolate Soul Realm, or is he able to break through to Tier 4 so quickly because of the heaven and earth treasures provided by the family? It is impossible by his own ability!

"Is the representative of the Yue family just so powerful? He fell down before I tried hard. It's boring, too boring!"

Man Sun turned his head and looked at the Yue family over there, laughing.

Yue Yanghao's face was ugly, and the Yue family trembled all over. The representatives of other major families looked at Yue Yanghao, and their faces flashed with smiles.

"Ping Young Master, are you confident to defeat Man Sun?" Yue Yanghao asked in a low voice.

"Although Mansun has Tier 4 strength, it is not difficult to defeat him, but I am worried about being alone..."

"Who?"

"Man Honglong." Ping said solemnly.

"Man Honglong? Did he also participate in the clan name runoff?" Yue Yang Hao was stunned: "With his strength and talent, the candidate for the first clan is destined to be, why should he make such a move?"

"Patriarch Yue should know better than me that this so-called clan name run-off is actually an open and secret fight between the big families in Tianhua City, why can't he participate?" Ping Yidao said in a calm voice.

Yue Yanghao's expression was ugly.

Defeating Lohe was just the beginning, and Mansun's next strength was even more shocking.

Loch has won six games in a row, which is admirable, but Mansun has won the next 22 games. It is like a broken bamboo. Each battle only takes about a hundred breaths of effort, which is simply unbelievable. Dare to imagine that this person is a grandson, that famous young boy in Tianhua City.

"Why is it a monopoly again?"

"With the strength of the grandson, it should not be difficult to enter the first sect candidate!"

"Look at it, the judges seem to be very satisfied!"

"Man's family has born a Man Honglong, and now Mansun has risen again. I am afraid that the surname of Huacheng will be full in the future!!"

People whispered and whispered, and the performance of the grandson was too unusual.

Man Sun Chunfeng was proud, looked arrogant, looked around, and shouted: "Is there no one who can fight?"

Many souls are eager to get angry, and they can't wait to go up and teach this fanatic.

However, the tournament is played in the order of the match number, and they can't even want to.

"The player Man Sun, you have a chance to suspend the game for a rest, do you want to rest?" Qiao Feng asked Man Sun after looking at him.

"No need, a group of wine and rice bags, what to rest for? It's best to let them go together, one by one is not too addictive!" Man Sun laughed.

With his madness, even Qiao Feng frowned.

Ignoring Mansun's arrogance, she continued to draw match numbers, and soon a number appeared on the barrier.

"Contestant No. 566, Baiye, Wutianhun? Representative...person? Yue Qingwu?"

With some disbelief, Qiaofeng read the information sheet with her tongue knotted.

It's fine if there is no heavenly soul, who does he represent? Yue Qingwu?

People looked at Qiaofeng strangely.

The souls here represent either the sect, the family, or themselves, or on behalf of other people to participate in the war? And this person...seems to be the young lady of the Yue family?

"Master Qiaofeng, did you make a mistake? Wutian soul? What does this mean?"

"He is representing Yue Qingwu? Isn't Yue Qingwu the eldest of the Yue family? Is he representing the Yue family?"

The voices of questioning kept ringing, thinking that there was an error in the Qiaofeng Bulletin.

At this moment, a silent young man dressed in white stood up from the auditorium and walked quietly to the stage.

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