Nangong Xiao, who was standing behind Mingyue, looked sideways and saw Xu Zixiao, Lin Niuer and several Blood Rose brothers.
Needless to say, these people came to support Mo Li. Seeing Qin Yukun being so arrogant, they naturally would not save him face.
Qin Yukun was furious, "Who are you, and you dare to discuss me!"
Lin Niuer laughed loudly, "Master Qin, don't get me wrong, we are discussing pigs, not you!"
The audience burst into laughter.
After all, they are all citizens of the Ming Dynasty, so they are naturally proud of being the Ming Dynasty. Even if Qin Yukun is extraordinary, he has already offended the public if he dares to insult the Ming Dynasty.
"In the eighth round, Qin Yukun wins!"
Everyone in the audience was laughing at him. Even if Qin Yukun was angry, he couldn't act wild in front of the Ming Dynasty's prince. He flew down on the stage, glanced at Xu Zixiao and others, and squeezed out a few words between his teeth coldly.
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"Let's wait and see!"
Lin Niuer rolled his eyes at him, "Look, you should go back and prepare the coffin. If you don't have money, tell me that we Blood Rose people are loyal, and I will give you a painting of high-quality boxwood plus a
I’ll put on a shroud and I’ll bring it to you when the final selection is made!”
Qin Yukun almost vomited blood. He could not hold back any longer and immediately took action.
On the side, the men who rushed over were busy grabbing his arm and dragging him into the crowd.
"The ninth group, Li Tianchuang, Dong Hao...Zhuoyang!" The nine people landed on the high platform one after another. The chief ring officer looked around and said again, "Zhuoyang?!"
"exist!"
With a soft voice, a person slowly walked out of the crowd and stepped onto the steps.
A sapphire blue robe wrapped around her tall figure, a plain pockmarked face, a pair of dark eyes like stars and abyss, just for a moment, a proud kingly aura flowed naturally.
In the stands, Mingyue narrowed her eyes slightly.
From this person, he felt an aura, the aura of a strong man.
The strength of the person in front of me is above the divine level.
Of all the people who had appeared before, no one could be Mo Li's opponent. If anyone could possibly threaten Mo Li in this competition, then only this person could.
who is he?!
Mingyue's eyes showed rare concern, "Give me his registration form!"
On the side, Nangong Xiao did not dare to neglect, quickly flipped through the documents in his hand, found Zhuo Yang's registration form and sent it to Mingyue.
On the registration form, there is nothing else except the name and level.
Name: Zhuo Yang.
Level: Holy warrior.
Holy order?!
Mingyue sent the paper back to Nangong Xiao, raised her face and looked at the man, the suspicion in her eyes getting stronger.
"start!"
At this time, the chief ring official announced the start of the ninth group competition.
Bang! Bang! Bang...
There were several muffled sounds, and then, nine figures fell from the high platform like cloth bags.
One of the warriors fell to the ground, with confusion written on his face, as if he didn't understand what happened.
The main ringleader also stayed in place with his mouth wide open. He had just finished saying the beginning, and it was over?!
Not only the audience, but also the audience was also so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.
Everyone was stunned by what they saw!
In the middle of the high platform, the man in blue was still standing there with his hands behind his hands. If it weren't for his slightly swaying robe and the few people who had fallen off the high platform, no one would even think that he had moved.
"So strong!" Feng Nong exclaimed, "Except for my friend Mo Li in the misty forest last time, he is the most powerful guy I have ever seen!"
Feng Qi's eyes were also filled with surprise, "I didn't expect that there would be such a fast person in the world!"