Su Xingyang is still confused.

"Brother Su Yun, what's going on with him? I have no grudges and grudges, he...he...how do he... cause trouble for me?"

"You're just talking too much! You stupid guy!"

Su Xinyue said angrily: "Sun Nanye has a high cultivation level and his hearing is more sensitive than ordinary people. It is rumored that he is narrow-minded and narrow-minded, and he has always been dissatisfied with Su Qiange. He must have heard all the words you said. How can he bear it with his temper? Fortunately, Brother Su Yun is speaking for you this time, otherwise the consequences will definitely be serious!"

After Su Xinyue finished speaking, she once again cast a grateful look at Su Yun. After she stood there, Su Yun took action quickly, she did not see any abnormality. She just thought that Su Yun still relied on the deterrent power of her family to shook off Su Nanye.

Su Xingyang had long been stunned, so he would not pay attention to the lightning-like moment under his eyes.

"Xingyang, when you are out, you can talk more, but you can't talk nonsense. A master can reach a thousand miles of ears, and it's okay for those who are elegant and elegant. But if you meet a narrow-minded person, you have to pay attention. Su Nanye has already practiced the tenth grade of Lingxuan. You are not their opponents. I hope that the next opponent will not meet him, otherwise there will be no hope of entering the inner family."

Su Yun said seriously.

Su Xingyang and Su Xinyue nodded.

"Come on, try to enter the inner family." Su Yun immediately comforted him when he saw that the two of them were a little nervous.

Wow!

At this moment, the match number in Su Yun's hand suddenly lit up, and a red light overflowed.

"Brother Su Yun, it's your turn!"

Su Xinyue said excitedly.

"Yeah!" Su Yun nodded, glanced at him and turned around and walked away.

"Come on!" Yueyang brother and sister shouted.

"Wait for me a while!"

A light word floated over.

....

clang!

"Taipei No. 87, the match number '998' vs. the match number '173'."

The referee from the audience shouted loudly.

Then, two figures walked onto the stage.

"Look, look, isn't that Su Yun?"

"Su Yun? That garbage that was blown from the inside to the outside?"

"It's him!"

"Who is so lucky to meet him as an opponent? Almost no need to fight this, right?"

"Oh! Why haven't I met this person? The opponent had consumed a lot of my spiritual aura and my physical strength. I don't know if I can fight in the second round!"

"Leave it to fate!"

The children watching the battle on the No. 87 platform started to rustle and talk.

Because of Su Yun, many people also came to the surrounding platform.

"It's really God wants to help me. I didn't expect that I would meet you as a waste in the first duel. Good! Very good! Very good! Hahaha..."

The man in yellow clothes opposite the formation platform widened his eyes and saw his opponent clearly, he was immediately ecstatic and laughed.

Su Yun: "..."

"Hey, I said Su Da, you can't win this, then you can go and eat shit!"

The man below shouted in a giggle.

"If I really can't win, I'll perform in public!" The man named "Su Da" licked his chapped lips, then smiled at Su Yun and said, "I won't be too ruthless later. Hehe, Su Yun, you are my first prize, I will definitely serve you well!"

clang!

At this moment, a crisp sound rang out, and then, but the referee below called out.

"The No. 87th Array Competition officially began!"

When the sound fell, the man immediately shook his head and walked towards Su Yun, without a defensive posture and the spiritual aura did not activate.

This is already a contempt that reaches the extreme.

It seems that he already thinks victory is the object of his hand!

But at this moment, Su Yun moved.

Steps begin!

Power is activated.

The man was like lightning, and the strong spiritual and mysterious aura that was constrained all over his body burst out, like a rushing river, rushing out quickly, like two whirlwinds covering the extended fist.

"What?"

Su Da was stunned. Without any reaction, the man rushed to the front.

With one step, he stabilized his lower plate, his fists whizzed out, and his power poured violently.

Bang!!!

The man was hit in his chest, and the man suddenly flew out, hitting the isolation barrier at the edge of the formation platform, landing and rolling around for a few times, then stopped moving, as if he was fainting.

clang!

"The winner of the Eighty-Seven Good Formation Platform: No. 998." The referee shouted.

hiss!!!

All the onlookers were gasping for a cold air.

The eyes of the show were wide open, and many people wiped their eyes hard, even thinking that they had read it wrong.

"I... Is there any problem with my eyes? Su Yun... actually won? And... only used one move?"

"This...it's impossible, it must be that the opponent is too weak."

"That guy is at least a seventh-grade Lingxuan Tu, too weak? Can't he even hold on to a sixth-grade Lingxuan Tu?"

"Will...will Su Da want to eat shit... deliberately make an excuse for himself..."

People were stunned and looked at each other.

Su Yun patted the dust on his body and stepped down from the stage.

The crowd separated automatically, giving way, no more ridicule or scolding, and even spoke less...

Back to the square.

Su Xingyang has another game, but only Su Xinyue is still there.

"Brother Su Yun, I've seen it all!" Su Xinyue smiled with crescent-like eyes bent and said, "You're becoming so strong now!"

"The reason why the opponent despises him too much." Su Yun said with a smile.

The first game is unsurprising and will win, which Su Yun expected. Now most people only use him as the sixth rank of Lingxuan, and he is too contemptuous. Underestimating the enemy is a taboo, and it is a good advantage for Su Yun.

Soon, the second round of the competition began

No. 37.

There were not many people gathered around other formation platforms, ranging from a dozen or even dozens of people. However, unexpectedly, more than a hundred people gathered around this formation platform.

Su Yun was suspicious and stepped onto the battlefield.

As expected, there were bursts of sighs sounding from the bottom of the head again.

"Boss, it seems that there is no fight! There is no sign of it!"

"Don't say that. This kid can survive until the second round. I'm afraid that his cultivation will improve. After all, he came from the inner family. Please take it easy."

A shirtless man shouted.

People's disdain is much less disdainful.

Su Yun looked at the bald man, and suddenly realized after seeing his appearance.

This person is named Su Dongmu. He is the leader of a small foreign family. He takes over many foreign fortifications and has high prestige and many younger brothers around him.

Looking at the opponent again, he has entered the formation. Sure enough, it is Su Hei, the number one thug under Su Dongmu.

The peak cultivation level of the eighth grade Lingxuantu, with a well-developed body and a fierce look. Although he is not old, he has experienced many battles and his strength is extremely terrifying. It is said that when Su Dongmu had a conflict with someone, Su Hei shattered the other party's legs to pieces.

He has experienced two battles, and his two previous opponents are all very sad and miserable. Su Hei's reputation has also spread among the inside and outsiders.

This person is several levels stronger than Su Da before.

The two entered the venue.

Bald Su Dongmu chuckled: "Solve this trash!"

"Yes, Brother Dongmu!"

Su Heichen said, then stared at Su Yun with all his attention.

clang!

The bell rang. Su Hei immediately stepped forward, his spiritual energy was operating all over his body, and the domineering aura pressed towards Su Yun.
Chapter completed!