Dongfang Jin Ye and Cang Sha sat on both sides of the competition team. Dongfang Yuan looked calm and sat leisurely between Dongfang Jin Ye and Cang Sha. The faces of the three people could not help but reveal a hint of surprise.
"Haha... This time the competition seems to be a bit interesting." Dongfang Jinye picked up the tea on the table and took a sip, saying with a smile on his lips.
Sitting not far away from Dongfang Jin Ye, Cang Sha nodded, caressing his sleeves with his hands boredly, and said in agreement: "Yes, it should be much more interesting than last time..."
But Dongfang Yuan shook his head, stroked his scattered hair coolly, and said leisurely: "Nine cats haven't come yet, so it's not interesting..."
As soon as the words were finished, in the center of the field, Zhang Mingliang, who had a red silk tie on his forehead, and Jin Haoran, who had a yellow silk tie on his forehead, were already fighting.
After these days of training, Jin Haoran has reached the first level of the Xuan-level Red Realm, and his strength is not bad. With the red Xuan Power, every time he takes a shot, he can make a "boom, boom, boom" sound. He is very imposing. He is originally faster than Zhang Mingliang.
Quickly, before Zhang Mingliang could take action, Jin Haoran had already fired dozens of palms, looking very proud of himself.
"Hahaha... admit defeat! Otherwise, you will die an ugly death in a while! Haotian Palace has rules, and there is no need to condemn anyone who is killed or injured in such a competition!"
Jin Haoran attacked and kept talking, hoping to undermine Zhang Mingliang's confidence and make him collapse and admit defeat.
But Zhang Mingliang became more and more courageous as he fought. He had absolutely no intention of losing without a fight. His tough eyes were as unruly as an eagle and a wolf. He suddenly started to attack Jin Haoran.
"boom!"
Zhang Mingliang, who was originally at a disadvantage, was suddenly promoted from the ninth level of the Xuan-level Golden Realm to the first level of the Xuan-level Red Realm like Jin Haoran.
In an instant, the situation was reversed and mountains and rivers changed.
"Bang, bang, bang..."
Zhang Mingliang relied on his solid foundation to hit Jin Haoran with fancy but impractical moves. Pressing harder and harder, he beat Jin Haoran until he vomited blood!
"Okay, well done!"
"Yes, the red team will win! The red team is mighty!"
Xin Yue and Pan Niang immediately waved their hands to cheer Zhang Mingliang. The morale of the red silk team became even higher, almost shaking the sky. The scene was unique...
"Don't hit, don't hit, wow..." Jin Haoran was beaten until his internal organs were damaged, and he kept vomiting blood. He quickly knelt down and begged for mercy.
Before Zhang Mingliang could say anything, Murong Yilan, the leader of the red silk team, immediately lowered his face, a cold look flashed in his eyes. He cursed in a low voice: "Shame on you."
Zhou Hongyong, who was beside Murong Yilan, heard Murong Yilan's words. He turned his eyes, as if he had thought of some evil idea. The hand hidden behind him suddenly turned his wrist. He saw a silver light, only as thick as a thread, and he didn't know it.
He attacked Jin Haoran without knowing it.
"Um……"
Jin Haoran, who was originally kneeling down to beg for mercy, suddenly groaned and his body trembled suddenly.
Suddenly, he seemed to be a different person, and the expression on his face became extremely stiff. He no longer begged Zhang Mingliang. Instead, he stood up with all his strength, as if he didn't know the pain, and continued to strike at Zhang Mingliang.
.The seemingly aggressive momentum instantly excited the red silk team.
