"No. 142 wins!"

Following the referee's announcement, Qin Yichen walked off the ring.

On the ring, only Xu Si Yao was lying with dim eyes. His martial beads were shattered. His status in the future will surely plummet a thousand miles!

Xu Yuanming, who was among the VIPs, looked extremely gloomy at this time. However, in the VIP table, he did not dare to get angry at all, let alone trouble Qin Yichen.

"Trash, I spent so much money to upgrade your cultivation to the spiritual realm, but in the end you can't even solve a piece of trash!"

Looking at Xu Si Yao who was being carried off the ring, Xu Yuanming angrily yelled in his heart and left with no intention of caring about him at all.

A person who has achieved a great spiritual level is ruined by a guy who has a small level of achievement. This is simply embarrassing for him.

"So, Xu Yuanming, it seems that your title of Viscount Xu has been passed down to the third generation, right? Should I call you Baron Xu in the future?"

Looking at Xu Yuanming's angry look, Liang Hongshen shouted happily.

These words made Xu Yuanming, who left in a huff, stagger, and his face became so gloomy that he was about to drip.

"The person Liang Hongshen recommended this time seems pretty good..."

"Just defeating a medicine jar with a great spiritual level cannot change the Liang family's demotion. With his level of cultivation, it is simply a dream to enter the top ten."

The winners of the people recommended by Liang Hongshen and Xu Yuanming also attracted the attention of many nobles to Qin Yichen. These superior nobles immediately started talking one after another. However, although Qin Yichen defeated Xu Si Yao, most of them

None of the nobles believed that he could enter the top ten in the martial arts tournament.

Only some strong men with vicious eyes remained silent as if they saw some suspicion.

In the next competition, Qin Yichen seemed to have been favored by the God of Luck. He was staggered by those strong Martial Kings and advanced all the way to the top twenty.

Among the last twenty remaining people, including the Seventh Princess Xia Ziling, and six powerful Martial Kings, to Qin Yichen's surprise, the strange man in black robe also entered the top twenty.

The rest of the people, except for Qin Yichen, are all strong men at the pinnacle of spiritual realm.

At this time, there were only about twenty people left, all looking at each other, and when they saw Qin Yichen, who was no more than a small master in the spiritual realm, many strong men couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.

How unbelievable is this guy's luck? He was promoted to among twenty people with a small spiritual level. You know, in the previous promotion, two strong Martial Kings were unexpectedly eliminated.

ah.

"It would be nice if I could meet him..."

This idea arises in the hearts of almost all strong people.

Perhaps this young man who has achieved great success in the spiritual realm also has some means, otherwise he would not be able to enter the top twenty. However, who can reach this point without some tricks?

Compared to meeting those of the same level or those Martial Kings, of course more people prayed that Qin Yichen, who had achieved a small level of spiritual success, could become their final opponent.

And under the most anticipated, the final round finally began slowly.

"No. 1, No. 13, go to the ring and compete!"

"..."

"No. 142, No. 157, go to ring No. 10 and compete!"

Amidst the referee's announcements, the remaining contestants followed the referee's assignment and walked to the ring respectively, while also observing their opponents.

I don't know if it was the referee's deliberate arrangement, but the remaining six Martial King warriors did not touch each other, and Xia Ziling and the mysterious black-robed man were also separated.

"No. 142? That guy is my opponent?!"

When the referee announced the two contestants in ring No. 10, one of the contestants suddenly burst into tears and couldn't help but cheer. He was Qin Yichen's opponent, contestant No. 157.

And just when the contestant was jumping for joy, a voice suddenly reached his ears like a thin line.

"Kill him, and the Li family will ensure your family's prosperity for thousands of years!"

Hearing this voice, the player was stunned for a moment, and then the joy in his eyes became even more intense. He nodded to Li Aofeng without any trace. This happiness came too suddenly.

Although there is a rule that one cannot intentionally kill people in the ring, but for a kid who is just a little accomplished in the spiritual realm, wouldn't it be fine if he just misses a little bit?

"That's great, Chen Qiqiang's opponent is actually that boy!"

At the same time, a viscount in the VIP table also secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Haha, Viscount Liang Hongshen, I really have to admire your luck. You recommended a guy with a small spiritual level to get here."

The viscount said to Liang Hongshen, his face full of joy without any concealment.

"Maybe he can go further."

Liang Hongshen chuckled at the words of the viscount. After watching Qin Yichen's several battles, he became more and more confident in Qin Yichen, because he could vaguely feel that this guy who gave him endless surprises seemed to

I never tried my best.

"Boy, just admit defeat."

As soon as Qin Yichen jumped onto the ring, Li Qiqiang couldn't wait to jump up. At the same time, a joyful and joking voice came out of his mouth.

"Admit defeat?"

Looking at the strong man in front of him who had reached the peak of his spiritual realm, Qin Yichen's lips curved into a playful smile: "I'm sorry, I don't know what it means to admit defeat."

"Haha, you are young and your cultivation is not very good, but you have learned to be arrogant!"

Hearing this, Li Qiqiang's eyes were filled with murderous intent. In fact, he just said it casually when he admitted defeat. For Li Aofeng's promise, he was not going to let go of the kid in front of him: "In this case, what if there is something later?

If something goes wrong, don’t blame me, Li Qiqiang!”

"I'm afraid you don't have the ability." Qin Yichen muttered. He has seen too many people who speak cruelly.

"Sharp teeth and sharp mouth..."

The few words exchanged between the two men filled the arena with a strong smell of gunpowder.

When they noticed the movement here, many people looked over. In fact, the most eye-catching thing at this time was the tenth arena.

In the first few arenas, the strong Martial King was deliberately staggered, and there was almost no suspense in those battles. The contestants at the Martial King level, Xia Ziling, who possesses the Tianhu Jiao martial spirit, and the black man who makes even the strong Martial King fearful.

The robed men, their opponents, may not even have the courage to fight, so what's there to see?

"Hey, this young man with a small spiritual level is lucky enough to have reached this point."

"But that's about it. Li Qiqiang is not the kind of medicine-jar spiritual master he met before. He is a real master of the spiritual realm. He has few opponents under King Wu."
Chapter completed!