The battle ended incredibly quickly. Fang Cheng, a master of poison, although he was only a one-star Martial King, he should be able to fight against the current Qin Qi.
It has been a few days since the Tianxing Curse was destroyed, so Qin Qi's strength must have dropped significantly.
But what people didn't expect was that Qin Qi was still strong. An opponent of Fang Cheng's level, Qin Qi was defeated in seconds without even using any extra means.
This is too scary.
"How could this happen? Wasn't Qin Qi destroyed by the Star Star Curse? Why does he still have such combat power!"
"Is it possible that the Tianxing Curse has been lifted?"
"Impossible. The Sky Star Curse is one of the strongest foundations of the Star Palace. It has only been used twice in history. One of them was used on a half-step martial master. In the end, it was not successful. Qin Qi is the strongest
, can it still be compared with the Half-step Martial Master?"
"Yes, the Heavenly Star Curse cannot be solved at all. It should be that Qin Qi's special physique has only slowed down the power of the Heavenly Star Curse. In fact, his combat power is still damaged."
"Hmph, just let him be arrogant for a while. When he faces a stronger opponent, he will definitely be defeated!"
Qin Qi walked off the ring, and Su Hua breathed a sigh of relief. After Qin Qi's battle, the golden wheel started spinning again, and it happened to land on Su Hua.
"Oh?" Qin Qi was surprised and turned to look at Su Hua's opponent, who was the one who made rude remarks and slandered the Yueluo Sect before.
"Teach him a lesson and don't be soft!" Qin Qi warned him quickly, fearing that Su Hua would hold back.
Su Hua nodded, her expression becoming a lot colder. She had also experienced the Yueluo Sect war, and had a deep understanding of the pain. How could she endure others' wanton slander of the Yueluo Sect?
The reason why he was willing to be patient before was that this was the Four Symbols Prajna Sect and no private fights were allowed. Now that they were meeting in the ring, Su Hua would naturally not be soft-hearted.
Although Su Hua is kind, he is not a bad person.
Su Hua came on stage, but her opponent had an ugly look on his face. He had spoken so wantonly before, but when he actually had a fight with Su Hua, he was no match for her.
But maybe he could use his words to distract Su Hua and look for opportunities.
"Saint Su Hua, you are one of the Three Phoenixes. Against a small character like me, you shouldn't use a divine weapon, right?" The man said, just to limit Su Hua's combat power.
Su Hua's eyes flashed and he took out the moonlight directly.
"Sorry, I need to use it." Su Hua said calmly, and then slashed it with his sword.
The power of the divine sword, even if Su Hua did not use any soul power to support it, was still not something that person could resist. He tried his best to dodge, but was unable to dodge at all. He was cut off the ring by a sword and was seriously injured.
Being injured by a divine weapon is extremely difficult to heal, and you may have to pay a huge price to recover afterwards.
Su Hua directly defeated his opponent with one sword strike, but he was even faster than Qin Qi!
People in the audience exclaimed repeatedly. Many people felt that Su Hua didn't have the bearing of a master and actually used the divine weapon directly. Isn't this a clear sign of bullying?
However, he only dared to whisper in a low voice, for fear of being overheard by Su Hua.
In three consecutive battles, the battles were resolved very quickly. However, in the other two arenas, the first battle has not ended yet. The battle is so inextricable that it may not be able to end in a short time.
"Well done!" Qin Qi gave Su Hua a thumbs up.
Su Hua's cheeks were slightly red, and he nodded, but stood beside Qin Qi without saying a word.
After Su's words, the golden wheel continued to turn, and soon two more people came on stage.
"This arena is so poisonous!" Qin Qi couldn't help but sigh.
The one who came on stage turned out to be Nangong Lusha!
This unprecedented genius of the Nangong family inherited the tradition of this arena. Although his opponent was the same three-star martial king as Tang Zhu, he was still defeated instantly by Nangong Lusha's chilling music and fell down with blood from his mouth and nose.
land.
Off the field, everyone took a deep breath. It seemed that the masters on the field did not want to be compared. They all used strong power from the beginning and wanted to end the battle as soon as possible.
On the other hand, Shi Tianhao was the slowest to end the battle. Although this cannot prove anything, his face now is extremely ugly.
If he had known this, he should have dealt with his opponent faster!
"That Shi Tianhao is so conceited, I'm afraid his face is dark now!" Someone already laughed.
"There's nothing we can do about it. He was still very domineering in the first battle and was able to crush him. Who would have thought that the following perverts could compare him directly to him, and that would only mean he was unlucky!"
"But what's going on with this Nianjin Zhuanlun? Is it deliberately arranged like this? It won't be one of the Five Dragons next, right?"
"Who knows, but it will be more interesting this way. The strongest young generation will all take the stage. It is exciting to think about it!"
"Here we go, let's see who it is!"
No one is watching the battles in the other two arenas. Everyone is paying attention to the two golden lights falling from the Nianjin Wheel, wanting to know who will be on the stage next!
"Talent love!"
"A talented man also came on stage. It's really interesting. Who is his opponent?"
"Southern Neighbor Sword Tyrant!"
"It turns out to be him. This man is a famous figure. He is quite powerful in the south. His sword is superb. His strength is even greater than that of Tang Zhu!"
"It seems that the competition is about to end at this time. Against the southern neighbor Dao Ba, even if Cai Ziqing can win, the battle will not end instantly."
"Hey, don't think too highly of Caizi Qing. Among the people in the same category, even the thief has shown unrivaled combat prowess. Only Cai Ziqing has no real achievements. It's just that he said
He is extremely talented, but it is still unknown whether he can win this battle."
The audience was talking a lot, and the big guys from various companies also looked over.
Cai Ziqing was born in Chaotianmen, a second-grade sect. Although his strength is comparable to that of a third-grade sect, to the big guys, he can only be considered a low-born person. This battle can just test Cai Ziqing's strength. If it matches the title, there is no way to say that all sides
All forces will start recruiting.
"That little bitch, come up here and die!" Nanling Dao Ba was very tall and had already stood on the ring first. He had many scars on his body and was quite eye-catching. At first glance, he was not someone to be trifled with.
"Who are you calling a sissy? If you have the ability, come down and I will beat you to shit!" Jiang Xueting immediately became angry. She dared to insult the talented person in front of her, and she would not forgive her for anything she said!
Jiang Xueting gritted her teeth and was about to rush forward.
"Junior sister, what are you doing? Don't stop yet!" Cai Ziqing quickly stopped Jiang Xueting and scolded her.
Jiang Xueting suddenly felt aggrieved, her eyes turned red, and she cried: "He scolded you, I felt unfair for you, and you still yelled at me!"
When Cai Ziqing saw this, he suddenly felt dizzy. Although he knew that Jiang Xueting must be using the subject as an excuse, he really had no way to deal with this junior sister, so he could only say: "I know I was wrong, don't cry!"
"No, you white-eyed wolf, I will never pay attention to you again!" Jiang Xueting turned away and cried.
"What do you want me to do to make you happy?" Cai Ziqing could only sigh.
I don't know how many times I have surrendered like this. I know clearly that Jiang Xueting is crying fakely, but Cai Ziqing still can't help but feel distressed, so I have to go with her wishes.
Only Jiang Xueting can change the old-fashioned attitude of a talented person.