The first showdown, from the beginning to the end, was less than half a minute.

Even if everyone is not optimistic about the disciple of the Shenwu Sect and thinks that he will definitely lose, it is too fast, right?

It was so fast that it was beyond everyone's expectations, so fast that it was shocking.

The young man named Zhang Yi covered his stuffy chest and walked off the ring in a mess.

It triggered a boo.

Xu Yue was attracted by the attention of the audience and became the focus of the audience.

On the high platform, the representative of Shenwu Gate squeezed out an ugly smile.

"Mr. Luo, your eldest disciple is really not merciless at all."

Luo Tianxiong was a little embarrassed.

Generally speaking, if the strength of the two sides is very different, the advantageous side will make the opponent lose better.

This is already the hidden rule of Burning Incense and discussing martial arts.

But today, Xu Yue was very irritable as if he had taken gunpowder and even defeated his opponent in less than ten seconds.

This made the people of Shenwu Sect feel ugly and felt ashamed.

Luo Tianxiong was also helpless about this and could only laugh dryly: "Maybe Xu Yue is more fighting spirit today."

"Haha, then I wish him to keep his fighting spirit alive."

The representative of Shenwumen snorted coldly and turned his head away.

After all, he is not as skilled as a human being, so he can't say anything, but a hint of resentment inevitably arises in his heart.

On the other side.

After Xu Yue defeated his opponent, he advanced to the next round.

He walked down the arena with a blank expression and walked towards his seat.

Passing by Chen Yu in the middle.

He paused.

He stood and Chen Yu sat.

So he looked down with a cold look and a stern tone, and slowly said: "Chen Yu, I look forward to fighting with you."

Chen Yu said lightly: "Then you may be disappointed."

Xu Yue sneered: "What, do you don't even have the confidence to meet me?"

Chen Yu shook his head: "This is not a question of confidence or not."

"Oh?" Xu Yue narrowed his eyes, "You have confidence in yourself. Do you think I will lose before I meet you?"

Chen Yu showed a meaningful smile: "You will know when you wait."

"Haha, let me wait and see."

Xu Yue laughed disdainfully and returned to his seat.

Bu Qingzhu next to him saw the scene of the two of them being tense, and couldn't help but clench the corners of his clothes with a complicated expression.

The third brother of Po came over and whispered: "Chen Yu, why are the eldest brother always targeting you?"

Chen Yu shrugged: "How do I know?"

"Tsk tsk, it's probably because you got too close to the junior sister and he was jealous."

"…"

Chen Yu was speechless, he and Bu Qingzhu had always kept a distance.

Except last night.

Po Lao San sighed: "You will have a hard time being targeted by the senior brother."

Chen Yu disagreed and turned his attention to the high platform.

On the high platform, Su Zijin started the second round of lottery draw.

This time, a disciple from the Fenxiang Sect fights against a young man from the Piaomiao Sect, one of the two sects.

Po Lao San said in a deep voice: "I know both of these two people, and their strengths are almost the same, and they are hard to tell each other."

Chen Yu said: "Who do you guess will win?"

The third brother touched his chin and fell into deep thought.

A few seconds later, he said: "Although the two are similar in strength, I think that guy from Piaomiao Sect has more advantages."

Chen Yu whispered: "But I think that disciple of the Fenxiang Sect will definitely win."

Po Lao San raised his eyebrows: "Betting?"

"What are you betting on?"

"One hundred yuan!"

"…"

Gambling money.

Chen Yu is really not used to it.

The third brother-in-law raised his chin provocatively: "What, don't you dare?"

Chen Yu smiled silently: "Then let's bet."

"Haha, 80% of you may lose!"

Po Lao San raised a smug smile.

Chen Yu said jokingly: "Who loses and who wins, it's unknown yet."

On the field, the battle broke out.

The momentum of the two little masters collided.

Once, twice, three times...

The collision is getting more and more intense.

Gradually, the disciple of the Burning Incense Sect felt a little unsustainable.

Piaomiao Sect disciples have the upper hand.

Po Lao San was in a good mood, and he grinned and looked at Chen Yu proudly.

"How is it, I'm right?"

Chen Yu said disapprovingly: "The victory or defeat is not yet determined."

Po Lao San said confidently: "The situation is almost the same, you will definitely lose one hundred yuan."

"Or... add another hundred?"

"Add a thousand more!"

The Po Lao San said carelessly.

When the situation has developed to this level, anyone with discerning eyes knows that the disciples of the Piaomiao Sect have the absolute advantage.

If the disciple of the Burning Incense Sect does not have a trump card, he will undoubtedly lose this game.

But at this moment, the trump card appeared—

The momentum of the disciples of the Burning Incense Sect suddenly changed.

It was just hot just now, but now it is like a gust of cold wind blowing, bringing a creepy coldness.

The pupils of the disciple of the Burning Incense Sect contracted slightly, and the light in his eyes quickly dimmed.

After a moment, his eyes turned dead gray.

A realm of death formed around his body.

This sudden change surprised everyone.

Even the representatives of several forces on the high platform were shocked.

"What is this secret method?"

"eccentric!"

The disciples of the Piaomiao Sect turned their heads and looked at Meng Long, and said with a smile: "I didn't expect that you disciples still have a trump card."

Meng Long smiled slightly: "It's just a trick of eagle."

On the other side.

Seeing the changes of this disciple of the Burning Incense Sect, Xiaoya grabbed Chen Yu's arm excitedly.

Chen Yu patted her shoulder in reverse, signaling her to calm down.
To be continued...