After Duanmu Yawangqi came back from the toilet, Ye Nongying couldn't wait to talk to Duanmu Yawang.

Duanmu Yawang did not have the slightest surprise: "In this world, there is no such good thing. There must be someone who is not convinced. What if the person who fails to order to fight with me?"

"Uh……"

Ye Nongying didn't expect this, so he paused, and hesitated: "It shouldn't be. If this happens, won't you be exhausted?"

Duanmu Yawang looked at her face and smiled angrily: "Is your brain sealed? Of course they can't let me fight all the losers by myself. I think it should be the loser again. One of them was selected."

Ye Nong Ying heard the words and nodded in agreement: "In this way, it is indeed fairer."

At the end of the word, there was no time for Duanmu Yawang to answer, there was a gong knocking from the stage, announcing that the time for the decision was approaching, and let the already decided fighters come to the stage to fight.

Duanmuya looked at him and said: "It's up to you, go up, don't lose me completely."

"Don't worry, even if you curse me to lose, I'm unlikely to lose." Ye Nongying smiled twice and glanced in the direction of Fu Shangqing, just to meet his eyes.

Ye Nong Ying yelled and laughed, and made a gesture of please.

Fu Shangqing nodded, and the two of them went on stage according to their numbers.

Twelve people and six battle teams are ready.

The messenger came to the stage, glanced at the twelve people, and then at Duanmu Yawang, and said: "Two two battles, one extra person, if the extra person is promoted without fighting, I must be dissatisfied, so, for the sake of fairness, The twelve of you who win the battle can be promoted, and if the loser still has the will to fight, you can continue to fight with the loser, decide a winner, and then fight with the other person."

Yin Huiyin listened, and smiled at the corner of his mouth: "Xiao Yawang, it seems that your idea is right."

"Um."

Duanmu Yawang responded indifferently.

The messenger on stage continued: "Of course, those with fighting spirit can continue to fight for a position. If we consider physical conditions or other circumstances and give up fighting, we also respect the choices of the fighters. As for this messenger, do you understand? "

"clear!"

The contestants responded in unison.

The messenger nodded and added: "Since you understand, can anyone have an opinion?"

When these words came out, many people were silent for a while, and after a glance at Duanmu Yawang, they shook their heads, "No objection."

The messenger noticed that everyone was not high in fighting spirit, and there was no expression on their faces. He just nodded, gestured to the subordinates on the stage, and left the stage by himself.

The messenger’s subordinates knocked on the gong for everyone to prepare. Ye Nongying smiled at Fu Shangqing, who was standing opposite him. Seeing his solemn face, he smiled and asked: "Young Master Fu, if you lose, you will continue to fight. , To get that seat?"

Fu Shangqing's face was not relaxed, and his jaw tightened and said, "Of course."

"Courage is commendable!" Ye Nongying snapped a finger, and said with a humble expression: "I am a lazy person, and I have come to love peace quickly. This kind of struggle can be one less time, so you will hope for a while. The son can keep the piano under his hands."

Fu Shangqing didn't know what he thought of, and slid his throat twice, and said without a smile: "For so long, I have never seen Mr. Mu fight with Miss Duanmu. Both of them should have hidden some strength. I hope that It’s fortunate to see the battle between the two."

In other words, there is no such thing as mercy, and he can't want to lose!

Ye Nongying smiled, "Whether I hide my strength, Master Fu should know it in a while."

Fu Shangqing said coldly: "Shangqing is ready, and we can start at any time."

"good."

As soon as the conversation between the two fell, the two of them flashed in shape, and the two officially confronted each other.

Not only them, but the other five groups of fighters also officially began to confront each other.

Duanmu Yawang was not very interested, and yawned while standing, Yin Huiyin said, "Are you sleepy?"

"It's a bit." Duanmu Yawang said helplessly: "It's not that I feel tired, I'm just a little bored." She really wants to sit down or lie down to rest. As a contender who still needs to fight, she can't sit back in the audience. Xi go, or she would have sat back long ago.

Yin Huiyin sighed and said: "These days, you have been fighting like this, it is really hard for you."

Duanmuya glanced at him, and said with no good air: "This is not hard work. In fact, a cultivator should fight more with people and fight with others." These days, she has gained a lot.

Take today's fight as an example. If it hadn't been for Zhulong to summon Tiandian, she would never know that she could actually build a circle of light to collide in such a critical situation.

After all, the aperture is extremely difficult for her.

Here, the original moving Tianjian has always felt that it has undergone a different change since these days.

Although this change, she doesn't know whether it is good or bad, but it is understandable that the sword aura has become stronger and has reached a height that has not been reached before.

Yin Huiyin did not mention this topic again after hearing her say this.

Duanmu Yawang yawned groggyly, stood and closed her eyes and said, "You show me how they are fighting, and I will close my eyes."

"good."

Yin Huiyin responded gently.

Duanmu Yawang closed his eyes to rest assured.

After closing his eyes for only a quarter of an hour, Yin Huiyin smiled and said, "No accident, Miss Ye won."

Duanmu Ya looked like he hadn't heard it, so she shouldn't make a sound, and her eyelids didn't move.

On Ye Nongying's side, Fu Shangqing's lips overflowed with bloodshot eyes, and he hung his eyelids and stared at her Duanmu Yawang. Shang Sanbai's eyes were full of yin bird of prey, and Emperor Yan couldn't believe it more.

He didn't believe he would lose.

Moreover, he only had the strength to support himself, and the aura in his body was being drained bit by bit.

Ye Nongying looked at him, and tweeted, "You look good, you are finally willing to reveal your nature?"

"Why?" Fu Shangqing said angrily: "I obviously..."

"You mean to say, you obviously gave me a dark needle, why am I not poisoned, am I?" Ye Nongying blinked at him and asked with a smile.

Fu Shangqing looked dull: "You, how did you hear about me..."

"Small bugs."

Ye Nongying sighed, tidyed up her clothes, and said disappointedly: "When I was playing with poison, you were still playing with mud. I thought you were able to challenge me because of your talent. I have estimated you."

The implication is that you are too weak and I am disappointed in you.

Ye Nongying's words were equivalent to another stab at Fu Shangqing's wound. With a "poof!", he vomited a mouthful of black blood, and finally fainted.