Taoist priest Wang Ye patted his chest and seemed to let out a long sigh of relief.

Zuo Yu looked at him with interest and asked, "Are you okay?"

"Yes!" Wang Ye looked at the two people in front of him, suppressing the inexplicable sense of crisis in his heart, and said with a chuckle, "I have a hunch that the people in the group with the two of them are definitely the most powerful people in today's conference.

Unlucky existence!"

Zuo Yu blinked at him and suddenly said a name: "Ma Xianhong."

Wang Ye was slightly startled and asked in surprise: "Who is Ma Xianhong?"

Zuo Yu pouted and shook his head: "It's nothing, just pretend I didn't say anything."

Ma Xianhong is a character who appears in the subsequent Chen Duo chapter. He named this name to test whether Wang is also a time traveler.

Now it seems that this guy is not a time traveler, he just sensed the danger of being against them through some unknown method.

And this unknown method is very likely to be the eight magical skills that Wang Ye has mastered - Fenghou Qimen!

Facing Zuo Yu's interested gaze, Wang Ye shivered in his heart for some unknown reason. He quickly left Zuo Yu and Li Yun with a smile and fled away from Zuo Yu and Li Yun.

"This guy's senses are quite sharp!"

"After all, he is the biggest dark horse among the younger generation." Li Yun looked at Wang Ye's back and said calmly, "If he is full of firepower, I guess Zhang Lingyu and Zhang Chulan will not be his opponents."

"It goes without saying that Wang Ye, who has mastered Fenghou Qimen, is the only one in this conference."

While Zuo Yu and Li Yun were chatting casually about the contestants of this conference, they walked towards the audience seat.

Although the two players played in different venues, they were both in the third round and needed to watch two games before it was their turn.

Since the venue is large enough, it is divided into several blocks and is held in batches at the same time. Viewers can choose any venue to watch according to their own preferences.

The first match was Group A, and the most interesting one was Zhang Lingyu’s group.

Zhang Lingyu is a disciple of the old Celestial Master. He is highly skilled in the Celestial Master's Mansion. He masters the Golden Light Curse and Thunder Method of the Celestial Master's Mansion. There is no doubt that he is very powerful.

Faced with such a strong opponent, the other three players on the field quickly reached an agreement and planned to work together to eliminate the famous Lingyu Master first, and then decide the winner among the three.

It's a pity that with their strength, even combined they are not Zhang Lingyu's enemy.

I saw Zhang Lingyu moving the golden light on his body, using three punches and two kicks to neutralize the opponent's combined offensive. Then he raised his palms, and the rich golden light condensed into jade-like golden glaze in his palms.

The next second, with three muffled sounds, the three people attacking in an encircling shape flew backwards.

Zhang Lingyu withdrew the golden light emanating from her body and held her hands in a calm expression.

"Concession."

The referee looked at the three people lying on the ground and immediately announced the result of the game loudly.

"It's so boring."

Zuo Yu curled her lips in boredom, disappeared silently from the audience, and then appeared next to Li Yun in the venue next door.

"Lao Li, how is Feng Baobao doing here?"

"It's still the same as in the original work. The opponent is Tianjin Wei Xiaotaoyuan. These three brothers were repaired by Feng Baobao in the North China District. Today they surrendered when they saw Feng Baobao on the field. Now the player is Zhang Chulan from Yi Baihu. This guy is still

Such shameless pretense caused the other three to fight among themselves. When the winner among the three is decided, he will probably take advantage of this fisherman..."

Before the words were spoken, the three people in the venue finally decided on the winner.

Zhang Chulan pretended to let him exercise on the spot first, and then competed with him to determine the outcome after adjusting his condition.

But when his opponent sat down and adjusted his breath with a grateful face, Zhang Chulan stood up with a smile and ended the game with a slap.

As soon as this move came out, the entire stadium was in an uproar. All the spectators glared at the proud Zhang Chulan in the field with anger. Even the referee who announced the result of the game had blue veins on his head, wishing he could get off the field and slap him with these two shameless slaps.

Boos and curses echoed above the venue.

But Zhang Chulan doesn't care. For him, the result of victory is the most important.

"Yi Baihu, Zhang Chulan wins!"

"The next group, the green turtle enters!"

"It's your turn, Lao Li!"

Zuo Yu looked at Li Yun with a smile.

Li Yun nodded lightly and jumped into the arena.

Since Group A and Group B at the current venues ended too quickly, Li Yun became the first player from Group C to play. Players from other venues were still fighting fiercely, and Zuo Yu's venue was no exception.

When Zhang Chulan left the stage with his hands in his pockets amid boos from the audience, the audience outside the arena left angrily.

Even some of the ten guys left the venue and went to watch the games of their own children and nephews.

After all, the games in all venues are taking place at the same time. Unless you watch the replays, no one can watch all the games one by one. In this case, the reputation before the game becomes the biggest focus.

Zhang Chulan was the focus and favorite to win the championship before the game, so naturally many people came to watch.

Now that Zhang Chulan has won the game, all the spectators who came for him have dispersed.

Part of the audience who stayed were people who were aware of the strength of Zuo Yu and Li Yun, such as Zhang Chulan, Feng Baobao and Wang Ye, etc., and some stayed because of a relatively well-known player.

This person is none other than Feng Xingtong, the youngest son of Tianxiahui President Feng Zhenghao.

As a newly promoted member of the Ten Guys, Feng Zhenghao is very powerful. He has mastered one of the Eight Wonders of Skills, the Juling Dispatch General. He is quite famous among the younger generation of strangers. His youngest son is an orthodox member of the Tianxiahui.

As the heir, the audience will naturally support him.

"Why are you here too?"

Feng Shayan, who easily won the game, came to Zhang Chulan and others, looked at her younger brother on the field and said softly: "This kid's mental quality is not good. He will be nervous when friends watch the game. If he loses and it depends on you, don't

I blame you for not reminding me - by the way, Zhang Chulan, your shamelessness really opened my eyes!"

"Thank you for the compliment, but I'm not here to see your brother."

As he spoke, Zhang Chulan turned his head and stared closely at Zuo Yu in the audience opposite and Li Yun in the field.

Feng Xingtong glanced at his sister, Zhang Chulan and others in the audience, and couldn't help but sigh softly: "I'm sorry, brothers, my friends insist on coming to watch my game. I have no choice but to do my best.

Go ahead and knock you down as soon as possible!"

As soon as he finished speaking, cold black energy emerged from Feng Xingtong's body, and the whites of his eyes were filled with black mist.

Li Yun narrowed his eyes slightly and saw three different auras permeating Feng Xingtong's body through the perspective of his spiritual consciousness.

"Is this the Ju Ling sent general?"

"I invited several spirits to appear at once..."

Feeling the greatly enhanced strength in his body, Feng Xingtong clenched his fists, raised his head, and looked at Li Yun, who looked calm, and the other two enemies with wary eyes next to him.

"I'm offended!"

Feng Xingtong stepped forward, clenched his right fist and rushed towards the three of them.

The other two people shouted loudly and waved their fists towards Feng Xingtong.

Only Li Yun stood there, quietly watching the battle in front of him.

After Qing Ling goes up, Feng Xingtong's strength, speed and physique are greatly enhanced, and he can also gain all the combat experience and combat skills of the spirit on his body.

Under the superposition of multiple enhancements, Feng Xingtong quickly eliminated the two people in front of him. Then, taking advantage of his strong momentum, he shouted and rushed to Li Yun who was standing on the spot. His right leg was severely wrapped in black energy.

Sweeping towards Li Yun's neck.

"Bang--"

The whip legs carrying strong wind were easily grasped by one hand.

Li Yun remained motionless, grabbing the opponent's ankle with one hand, looking down at the astonished Feng Xingtong in front of him, and said calmly: "The General Ju Ling is indeed extraordinary, but it's a pity that the spirit you invited is too weak. When you meet me,

It’s bad luck for you…”

As soon as he finished speaking, Feng Xingtong looked stunned, and then he felt a terrifying force coming from his legs. His whole body was involuntarily thrown away by this force, and he hit the wall of the venue across a distance of more than ten meters.

"Bang!!"

With a loud noise, Feng Xingtong slipped from the wall full of spider web-like cracks.

"Ahem..."

Feng Xingtong knelt on one knee, caressed his chest, coughed and raised his head, looking at Li Yun in confusion.

Seeing this scene, everyone in the audience suddenly exclaimed.

"What's going on? The young master from Tianxiahui is going on a tour?"

"No, he is Feng Zhenghao's son after all. How can he be so weak?"

"Idiot, it's not that Master Feng is too weak, it's that his opponent is too strong!"

"Can't you see that the Qi of the guy opposite is tightly sealed in his body without any leakage? This shows that this person's physical body has reached the pinnacle of horizontal training. I estimate that even bullets cannot penetrate his flesh.

…”

"It's not such an exaggeration. No matter how strong Heng Lian is, he is still made of flesh and blood. He is still incomparable to steel, right?"

There was a lot of discussion in the audience, but without exception, everyone was extremely shocked by the result of the game in front of them.
To be continued...