The next battles will basically involve warriors from the late stage of Grand Master.
Many people in the early and middle stages of Grandmaster were still clapping and applauding in the audience.
Maybe this kind of battle is still very meaningful to them.
But for Lin Xiao and the others, fighting against these late-stage grand masters was like fighting between children.
Sheng Bailian had already yawned several times and looked like she was about to fall asleep.
"Mr. Lin, just looking at it like this is not a big deal."
"These people are too weak, and they are meaningless."
Sheng Bailian looked at Lin Xiao and said with some resentment.
If she had known that if she followed Lin Xiao here and had to stand here to watch a group of late Grand Masters fight, she would definitely have chosen to go back to Beicheng.
At least you can still lie on the bed or sit on a chair in Beicheng.
How can it be like now, when the sun above your head makes you almost sweaty!
Lin Xiao glanced at her and said with a smile: "If you feel bored, you can go up and play."
"Find a way to lure those three old guys into action, so that you can fish out the people behind them."
Hearing this, Sheng Bailian immediately became interested.
She nodded quickly and said excitedly: "Mr. Lin, just watch!"
"With my strength, if I were to take action, I wouldn't be able to punch one of these little trashes here!"
"But if those three old guys take action, Mr. Lin, you have to save me as soon as possible!"
Sheng Bailian is very self-aware and knows that she is definitely no match for the heads of the three major families.
After all, there is still a small realm between the two, and the gap in strength between them cannot be made up.
"Don't worry, even if I don't take action, the First Elder and the Second Elder will not see you, the saint, get hurt."
Lin Xiao smiled and nodded.
Sheng Bailian nodded slightly.
Because the two people on the stage were both late Grand Masters in terms of strength, it took them a full twenty minutes to decide the winner.
Immediately after their fight ended, another late-stage Grand Master warrior jumped onto the ring.
"Song Wuyun of Xihuan sect!"
"Which brother will take the stage to fight with me?"
This is a middle-aged man with gnarled muscles that cannot be concealed even if he is wearing training clothes.
He was holding two rings with a diameter of half a meter in his hands.
There are any sharp barbs on the ring. If it is touched by this ring, you can imagine the consequences!
"Although the Thin Ring Sect is not good at concealed weapons, the rings in their hands are more sinister and sinister than ordinary weapons!"
"That thing is much more powerful than a sword. If it gets scratched, a piece of flesh will fall off!"
"Whoever wants to go, I don't want to fight with this guy!"
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Many warriors in the late stage of the Grand Master were discussing in the audience.
Judging from their appearance, they seemed to look down upon but were very afraid of the people from the Thin Ring Sect.
When Song Wuyun heard what everyone said, he also sneered and said: "If you don't dare to fight with me, you can just stand below and watch. It's not a good habit to gossip behind others' backs!"
"Everyone is similar to me in strength, but they don't even have the courage to fight with me. I look down on you!"
Many warriors in the later stages of Grand Master were angered by his words, and many people clamored to come to the stage to teach Song Wuyun a lesson.
There were a lot of people clamoring, but still no one took the initiative to take the stage.
In response, Song Wuyun just smiled contemptuously.
He also waved the ring in his hand very arrogantly, and the sharp barbs shone with a frightening cold light in the sun.