A dignified martial ancestor, he was rejected by the blind date girl at the beginning

Chapter 170 How strong is your mental manipulation?

"Everyone, after a day of competition, the top [-] has been selected, and we will enter the final tomorrow..."

The three of Chen He returned to the hotel.

There was a group of people standing in the room at the Super League, and a middle-aged man in a suit glanced at the people in the room: "Can any of you tell me why none of the people we sent out last night came back. "

Yesterday, the person who watched Chen He and the others stood up: "Great Protector, they are dead, they should be related to Chen He and the others, but we don't have any evidence."

"All of them turned into mummified corpses, no one knows who did it."

He took out his phone and dug out the photos.

The big guardian glanced at the photo: "This is provoking our Super League, don't let me know who did it, or I will make him pay for it, the death penalty of the Super League."

Zhang Jifeng secretly glanced at the Great Protector: "Great Protector, this Chen He has contacts with people from the Martial League."

The other contestants also nodded, and said in unison: "Big Protector, this Chen He was indeed someone from the Martial League a few days ago."

"Who are you going to spy on them?"

Wen Yinzhi stood up and said, "I'll go to protect the Dharma."

The big protector took a look: "Okay, just go and don't let me down."

"I will definitely complete the task, Great Protector."

The three of Chen He also returned to the hotel.

Lu Feng thought for a while, but decided to ask Chen He: "Sir, do you think that what happened last night was done by people from Super Energy League? Or people from Xinwuhui?"

"Lu Feng, why didn't you do it? It's suspected that people from the Wumeng did it."

Both Lu Feng and Chen Zhixun were shocked, and they said in unison: "Sir, this is not right. Those people are clearly using superpowers and supernatural abilities. How could they be from the Wumeng?"

"I hope I think too much, let's rest first, there is still a game to play tomorrow."

……

Today is the final

Chen He and the others got up very early and set off for the martial arts conference, the place where the competition was held.

As soon as they arrived, they saw a lot of new faces, all of whom were big shots. It seemed that today, all the famous people from the provincial capital came.

Except that they didn't see Su Qian and Zhang Heng, Chen He and the others were a little disappointed, so they went in anyway.

Chen He went up and took one.

After looking at it, it is NO.15.

Jin Jiufeng yelled: "The quarterfinals, the first match is, No. [-] will play against No. [-]."

When Du Heye heard the number one, he checked his own number, and it was him, so he stepped onto the ring.

When Jin Jiufeng called out the number two, Yan Bing also glanced at the number plate in his hand, and it turned out to be him, who also took the sword and walked up.

Jin Jiufeng introduced them:
"No. [-] Yan Bing, she is from Xinwuhui, a new warrior, in the late stage of Huangjing."

"No. [-] Du Heye, she is from the Super League, super power user, level five.

Seeing that her opponent was Du Heye from the Super League, he told her that it was a pleasant surprise: "I want to see how strong your mind control is."

"I also want to see how powerful your abilities and swordsmanship are."

The voice just fell
The bell has already rung for the start of the game.

"Song Lianglu, tell me, whether Du Heye's mental manipulation can deal with Yan Bing."

"Lei Tianba, it's hard to say. It's not clear what Yan Bing's ability is. After all, anything can happen."

Yan Bing directly resorted to the "Ten Thousand Flowers Sword Art" to stab Du Heye, and various flowers appeared on the ring.

Those flowers stopped in front of Du Heye, unable to take a step closer.

But Yan Bing's sword is still there, and he continues to move forward.

Seeing that the sword was still stabbing at her, Du Heye was backing away, using her mental power to make those flowers attack Yan Bing.

But Yan Bing didn't care about those flowers, and used his body skills to attack Du Heye's back.

While manipulating those flowers to block Yan Bing, he retreated.

Seeing that Du Heye was already leaning against the rope, and the flowers used in front formed a shield, Yan Bing put away his sword.

"Qin Lin, why did she put Yan Bing away? What's going on?"

"Xiang Gang, she probably wants to consume Du Heye's mental power first, and then defeat her."

"So it's like this. I didn't expect Yan Bing to come up with such a way."

"Sun Guang, this Yan Bing is too despicable and shameless. He actually wants to consume Du Heye's mental power."

"Song Lianglu is in the ring, as long as you don't use poison, you can use any means."

At this time, Du Heye found that there was no movement, so she spread the flower shield and saw Yan Bing standing there.

Something is wrong, but it is too late.

I saw that the sword pierced her spiritual barrier, and the tip of the sword appeared in front of her throat. As long as the long sword entered a little further, her throat would be pierced.

"Yan Bing, you still win, I won't lose to you next time, referee, I admit defeat."

"Du Heye, you will still lose to me next time. This is fate, and you cannot stop it."

When Jin Jiufeng heard that Du Heye had conceded, he announced the result of the match: "No. [-] Yan Bing won. Congratulations to her for entering the quarterfinals."

When the members of the Super Energy League heard that Du Heye had lost, they were a little bit unwilling.

"Sun Guang, let the people from Xinwuhui win again, I'm really upset."

"Song Lianglu, what are you in a hurry for? People from Xinwuhui will let them return sooner or later, right?"

Yan Zhen saw that Du Heye had lost: "It's really exciting that this person from the Super Energy League and the New Martial Arts Club has slapped him in the face."

Qian Yun and the others were a little happy to see Yan Zhen come back to life.

"You guys are all right."

"Meng Xing, I'm fine, you have something to do."

Meng Xing patted his head: "Yan Zhen, as long as you are fine."

Jin Jiufeng shouted again: "The next match is: No. [-] vs. No. [-]."

When Jin Jiufeng called out the number three, Sun Zhiwang took out the badge, took a look at the badge, and it was him, and walked onto the ring.

When Sun Guang heard the number four, he also looked at the number in his hand. When it was his turn, he also walked up

Jin Jiufeng introduced them:
"No. [-] Sun Zhiwang, he is a warrior from Tianhong City, in the middle stage of the Yellow Realm."

"No. [-] Sun Guang, he is a super power user from the Super League, level five.

The voice just fell
The bell has already rung to start the game
Without waiting for Sun Guang to speak, Sun Zhiwang directly used "Flaming Legs" to attack Sun Guang.

I saw two purple lights shooting towards Sun Zhiwang's legs.

The people in Tianhong City were a little worried.

Sun Zhiwang quickly used his body skills to dodge to the side.

Two more purple lights shot towards his body.

This time Sun Zhiwang fell down and dodged.

Sun Guang pressed on every step, his eyes kept shooting purple light.

Sun Zhiwang rolled all the way to the edge of the ring, and when he saw that he was about to fall off the ring, he shouted: "Sun Guang, stop, I have something to say."

His eyes turned to Sun Zhiwang's side again, shooting two purple lights: "Hurry up, what are you talking about?"

Sun Zhiwang shouted: "Referee, I admit defeat."

Sun Guang sarcastically said: "I thought it was something, but it turned out to be this. If you shouted it earlier, nothing would happen?"

When Jin Jiufeng heard that Sun Zhiwang had conceded, he directly announced the result of the match: "No. [-] Sun Guang won. Congratulations to him for entering the quarterfinals."

When the people in Tianhong City heard that Sun Zhiwang had surrendered, their hearts sank.

At this time, Jin Jiufeng shouted again: "The next match is, No. [-] will play against No. [-]."

(End of this chapter)