Lin Ruo knew that the situations of single-player battles and team battles were different because there were two ruthless men, Song Zhong and Leng Quan.
Unless something unexpected happens, these two people will definitely finish in the top five, so they have nothing to worry about when fighting. If you enter the emperor level, you will not worry about the revenge of these people.
"You're right, we can't control other people's affairs. The most important thing is that we get to the end." Zhan Fenglie nodded and said.
"Their method of intimidation will have an effect, but it won't be very effective. Anyone who can cultivate to the peak of the upper emperor level or to the semi-emperor level will not be a determined person." Lin Ruo shook his head and said.
"Song Zhong wins in the second group!" Ouyang Zhen looked at Song Zhong with cold eyes, but said nothing else, because there was only a rule against poisoning in the ring, and there were no other rules.
"Fu Shang, No. 5, and Chen Ji, No. 6, from the third group are on the stage." Waiting for Song Zhong to leave, Ouyang Zhen read out the list of the third group.
"Brother Lin, the person you're talking about has changed his name?" Zhan Fenglie said as he watched the sallow-looking Shang Tianding walk to the ring.
"This name is interesting. I wanted to restore the business, so I called it Fu Shang." Lin Ruo thought of the meaning when he heard the name.
"I understand. It seems like what Brother Lin said is true. I'll continue to take a look and see what kind of trick this guy has." After listening to Lin Ruo's words, Zhan Fenglie knew that Lin Ruo was right.
When Lin Ruo and Zhan Fengli were talking, the two people on the field were already fighting together. At this time, Shang Tianding was holding a broad-edged sword. The sword was full of blood-colored energy.
The traces were suppressed.
"Director Zhan, there is something wrong with this man's energy. His fighting energy is full of violence and evil spirits. How can it be like the rumored blood evil energy?" Ye Zhen said with a frown.
"Not bad!" Zhan Peng looked at the Xue family's camp. He noticed that this person came from the Xue family's camp and knew that he was related to Xue Batian.
"If you have time, ask Vice President Xue. This man's eyes are blood red. As his cultivation deepens, he may not be able to suppress the violent energy. By then, his mind will be blinded and he will become a killing machine." Ye Zhen reminded Zhan.
Peng, the main reason is that the evil spirit of blood is too harmful.
"I understand." Zhan Peng felt angry, knowing that this person must have something to do with Xue Batian.
While a few people were talking, Shang Tianding suppressed Chen Ji to the edge of the ring, then slashed violently with both hands, and then shot out a blood-colored energy palm with his left hand. The bloody energy palm shattered Chen Ji's body protection.
The air mask hit him on the chest, knocking him off the ring.
"What a domineering energy." Chen Ji fell under the ring and was seriously injured. He wiped the corners of his mouth, got up and left.
"The third group Fu Shang wins." Ouyang Zhen looked at Shang Tianding with doubts in his eyes, because he had never heard of the name Fu Shang and was shocked by the energy he used.
The battle scenes in the next few groups were relatively mild, and they were all about knocking opponents off the ring, and were not as intense as the previous ones.
"The sixth group, No. 11 Lengquan, No. 12 Hu Changfeng comes on." Ouyang Zhen read the list of the sixth group.
Lengquan is a slovenly old man. As long as his name is mentioned, everyone will know that he is a ruthless man who kills without blinking an eye. The weapon he uses is a sword. When the sword is used, blood will be seen.
Song Zhong and Leng Quan are also the favorites to win the spot this time.
"Hu Changfeng, that's a very good name. I'm Lengquan. I believe you know my habits, so go down!" Lengquan had a sinister smile on his face.
"I admit that I am unbeatable, and I admit defeat in this round." Hu Changfeng bowed his hands to Ouyang Zhengong. He had thought about admitting defeat before and after, mainly because he did not want to waste energy on a battle with little chance of winning.
"Chacha, you are wise." Lengquan sneered.
"Now is the seventh group. Please invite No. 13 Lin Ruo and No. 14 Qiao Hu." After Leng Quan won without a fight, it was Lin Ruo's turn.
"Your Majesty, Lin Ruo, please." Lin Ruo stood on the ring and said.
"You dare to come up when you are at the peak of the Martial Emperor, and go down on your own if you are wise enough." Qiao Hu said with the sword in his hand displayed.
Lin Ruo shook his hands and pressed them behind him, and the aura from his body impacted in all directions.
"You are asking for trouble!" Qiao Hu shouted coldly and rushed forward, slashing at Lin Ruo with his sword.
"Everything depends on strength. What's wrong with you!" After hearing Qiao Hu's nonsense, Lin Ruo felt a little angry. She moved forward and punched out.
"Bang!" With a muffled sound, Qiao Hu and Lin Ruo separated.
A hard hit, evenly matched, and both of them took a few steps back.
"You have some ability!" Qiao Hu put aside his contempt, knowing that Lin Ruo was not ordinary.
Lin Ruo's body trembled, and she punched Qiao Hu with both fists, one punch after another. The friction between the fist wind and the air produced an ear-piercing scream.
Qiao Hu didn't expect that Lin Ruo's boxing skills were so fierce. After holding up the protective air shield, the sword slashed against Lin Ruo's fists.
"You are not qualified to say that I am asking for trouble." Lin Ruo controlled the energy in his body to rush to his arms, combined with his fighting spirit, and blasted towards Qiao Hu.
"Ah!" Qiao Hu felt the ferocity of Lin Ruo's fist and roared angrily. The sword in his hand displayed his combat skills. The sword light struck Lin Ruo's fist. The two began to compete in energy.
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"You know how to fight, and so can I!" Lin Ruo closed her fists, and then punched them out again. This time Lin Ruo used Prajna Fist.
When Lin Ruo punched out, the sound of chanting by gods and Buddhas appeared in the air, and purple-gold energy exploded, rushing towards Qiao Hu.
"Prajna Fist!" Zhan Peng stood up on the referee's bench, very shocked.
"The director of the exhibition is sitting down. This is nothing unusual." Ye Zhen waved his hands to several people.
This was the first time Lin Ruo used Prajna Fist in front of several giants, so they were shocked.
As Lin Ruo performed Prajna Fist, the domineering fist shocked Qiao Hu so much that he couldn't help but retreat.
"I give up!" Qiao Hu was punched to the edge of the ring by Lin Ruoqi. In order not to lose face by being knocked off the ring, Qiao Hu gave up.
"Group 7, No. 13 Lin Ruosheng." Ouyang Zhen nodded approvingly at Lin Ruosheng.
Lin Ruo cupped her hands in front of Ouyang Zhen and the referee and walked off the ring.
"Congratulations to Brother Lin. Brother Lin's boxing skills are very domineering. There is no suspense about his victory." Seeing Lin Ruo come back, Zhan Fenglie said with his hands raised.
"Qiao Hu's strength is in the middle and lower reaches among the participants this time. It's not surprising to beat him." Lin Ruo sat down and said.
"Now for the eighth group, please invite No. 15 Zhan Fenglie and No. 16 Shaoyang Mall." Ouyang Zhen read out the list of the eighth group, including Zhan Fenglie who was talking to Lin Ruo.
"It's my turn!" Zhan Fenglie stood up and walked towards the stage.
"Logically speaking, you are a young man, and we, the older generation, should not compete with you, but we cannot let go of this opportunity." Shao Yang raised his hand to Zhan Fenglie.
"Opportunities belong to the strong. It is understandable that whoever is strong will get the quota." Zhan Fenglie arched his hands towards Shao Yang, and then a two-foot-long horse-killing sword appeared in his hand.
Seeing Zhan Fenglie's weapon, Chen Haotian in the audience said, "This guy looks like a gentleman, how can he use such a weapon?"
"What weapons you use and what skills you practice have nothing to do with a person's appearance!" Yun Luoyu felt that Chen Haotian's idea was wrong.
"Senior Sister Yun, this guy wants to join our mercenary group, but the leader didn't agree and said he would wait until the Tianyuan Spiritual Realm matter is over." Feng Xiaotian said to Yun Luoyu.
"The leader must have his own considerations, but this guy is pretty good and has the qualifications to join our mercenary group." Yun Luoyu said while looking at Zhan Fenglie on the ring.
"Let's watch the game first! What I want to see most is when the team leader meets Song Zhong or Leng Quan, and kills these two guys who rely on their old age to sell off their old age. They are too arrogant." Yun Luoyu waved his fist, his face full of excitement.
"You crow mouth, can you stop saying a few words? It's not good for the captain to advance easily, and he has to meet a strong opponent? Last time the captain went to get Scrophulariaceae, you were right, and the black-armored dragon was promoted to the emperor level.
If you are right again this time, then stop talking again!" Shen Hanyu glared at Yun Luoyu.