"Holy crap, who is this little girl? She can actually knock that giant man flying to the No. 3 ring next door with one punch!"
Originally, these five arenas were very wide, and there were hundreds of meters between them. This little human girl...
Is her strength too strong? !
"I remember her, she appeared in the qualifiers, she was one of those double super geniuses, Yunzheng!"
"It turns out they are two super geniuses, no wonder..."
"This little girl must be a physical practitioner, otherwise how could she be able to knock that tall and mighty giant away with one punch?"
Some people couldn't help but raise their thumbs and said excitedly: "Awesome, awesome, this little girl should be the first person in the history of the Tianling Conference who can let her opponent cross the ring!"
Almost all the practitioners in the Phoenix Stone seats were staring at Arena No. 2 and Arena No. 3, wanting to see what would happen next.
At this moment, Mr. Zhuang of Chixiao Shenfeng Temple raised his eyebrows slightly, and a flash of interest flashed in his cloudy old eyes. This little bodybuilding girl was a bit interesting.
He had just heard some words saying that this little girl was a double super genius.
Top notch talent and good at fighting. If she could be among the top ten, he could consider taking her back to the Chixiao Divine Wind Temple.
Other envoys from high-end continents also had some interest in Yunzheng, and they silently remembered her in their hearts.
The thin lips under Emperor Zun's mask were slightly raised, as if he was proud.
However, when Mr. Zhuang turned his head and looked over, he lowered the corners of his lips and regained his indifferent expression.
Mr. Zhuang smiled with a gun and a stick: "Emperor, you actually have the leisure to come to a small conference. Is it possible that Shuo Palace is short of manpower now?"
Emperor Zun ignored it.
Mr. Zhuang seemed to have anticipated his reaction, so he did not show any expression of embarrassment or anger. He raised his eyes and glanced thoughtfully at the man in the ghost mask.
A lineage of the Celestial Clan...
Why are you coming too?
On the other side, Arena No. 3 is temporarily unable to compete normally.
The referee of the No. 3 arena was the Third Elder. He was stunned for a few seconds, and then came to the No. 3 arena with a complicated mood.
He looked vaguely at the elder referee of the fourth ring and motioned him to move the giant contestant out of the third ring.
Referee No. 4 was also in a state of confusion. He never thought that the contestants in his own ring would fly to the next ring...
The third elder pursed his lips, looked at Yunzheng from a distance, and reminded in a deep voice: "A certain contestant, please control your power and remember not to destroy the arena!"
Yunzheng: "..."
When the disciples of Shenye Sect heard this, they immediately laughed.
"Hahaha……"
It seems that the third elder has also heard about the story of junior sister Yunzheng becoming famous in one battle.
At this moment, several elders worked together to move the giant off the ring.
Referee No. 4 had a complicated mood. He stood on the ring and immediately announced: "Yun Zheng wins!"
Yunzheng nodded, then got down from the ring, and returned to the waiting area under the gaze of many people.
At this time, Di Nian was stunned for a long time and did not react. It wasn't until his niece returned to the waiting area and was talking and laughing with her companions that he regained consciousness.
Di Nian sat down stiffly.
His face was expressionless, looking like he was deep in thought. It also exudes an air of confusion about 'who am I and where am I'?
"Palace Master, are you okay?"
The people in the Thunder Elementalist organization were also very confused. His own palace master suddenly stood up just now, as if he was going to kill someone, and the next moment his expression was shocked and dull. Finally... the palace master seemed a little depressed.
Di Nian said in a slightly tired tone: "I...let me be quiet."
Several scenes appeared in his mind, and in each scene he was saying that his niece was...a weak novice.
Now that I think about it, it's a little bit... embarrassing.
Little did he know that Zheng Zheng could fly a giant with just one fist, and it didn't fly very far. Looking at it this way, her wings are a little stiff.
The promotion competitions came one after another, and soon it was Feng Xinglan's turn.
Feng Xinglan's opponent was the human race, and he was also an elite disciple of the same sect. He only used three swords to defeat the elite disciple.
Immediately afterwards, it was Nangong Qingqing. Her opponent was an elementalist from the wind elementalist organization. Ice and wind intertwined, and finally Nangong Qingqing won a crushing victory.
Since Mo Jing, Yu Qiu, Zhong Li Wuyuan, and Yan Chen drew numbers outside of three thousand, they had to wait for a long time.
It wasn't until noon on the second day that it was Mo Jing and Yu Qiu's turn.
Their numbers differed by two, so they entered the ring at the same time.
Mo Jing looked at his friends and said, "You all should cheer for me!"
The corners of Yu Qiu's lips curled up slightly, "Why don't we compete, who will end the game first?"
"It must be me! Let's take a gamble. If I win, you will work as a coolie for me for ten days. If you win, the same thing will happen." Mo Jing suggested with a smile.
Yu Qiu: "Okay."
The friends looked like they were watching a show.
The two of them entered the ring almost at the same time. I saw that Mo Jing's opponent was an undead female cultivator. The female cultivator's cultivation level was at a high level in the holy world. On the other side, Yu Qiu's opponent was a strong man from the orc tribe, whose cultivation level was at the beginning of the semi-holy world.
As soon as the referee called start, they entered fighting mode.
boom! boom!
The sound of two heavy objects hitting the ground sounded almost simultaneously.
Yu Qiu and Mo Jing stood on the ring, looking sideways at each other with a deep look of regret in their eyes.
In this round, the two of them could not tell the winner for the time being.
In the evening, it was Yan Chen's turn to take the stage.
Yan Chen stood on the ring, his temperament as gentle as the breeze and the bright moon. This aura made everyone think he was a swordsman, until he took out the big black cauldron, almost everyone was stunned.
"Is he going to make alchemy on the spot? Hahaha..."
"It should be a poison pill, right?! Otherwise, how can we defeat the opponent?"
The next moment, everyone's expressions turned pale.
I saw the gentle man raising the cauldron with one hand and slamming it at the opponent, directly knocking the opponent nearly a hundred meters away.
'boom--'
Everyone's eyes widened: "?" Can the cauldron be used as a weapon? !
Next, Yan Chen clearly told them through his actions that the alchemy furnace could be used as a weapon, and its lethality was not ordinary.
When the friends saw this scene, they turned to look at Yunzheng silently and said with emotion: "Zhengzheng, Yanchen is so impressed by your true heritage."
Yunzheng and Yourong nodded: "This is what an alchemist should do to protect himself!"
The world generally believes that alchemists or poison refiners are not very powerful, after all, there are specialties in the art.
But in this world where the strong are respected, she wants to make Yan Chen not only an outstanding alchemist, but also a strong man that everyone respects!
