Twin martial souls, full level charm, enchantress please respect yourself

"Shh!"

On the Qinggang Arena,

Excited and excited, Ye Longhe and others dragged their tired bodies closer to the man who led them to break the historical record and win the knockout round.

Luo Fanchen raised his hand and made a move, and the black lotus flew back, submerged into the green lotus, and restored its eighteen-petal lotus leaves, attracting curious glances from the audience.

Lin Shengyi was punched in the audience, but was protected by black lotus and was not injured.

But there is a dull pain in my chest, and I want to rub it, but I feel embarrassed to want to heal it.

Thinking of the other party not playing according to the routine, rogue not giving himself a chance to make a move.

The calm and peaceful mood that had always been there was destroyed, and a trace of shame arose.

"This guy!"

"What's the matter, Sister Clan, my Daddy Luo, and my Big Brother Luo are great, right?"

Lin Keke covered Yingtao's mouth, saying why she keeps talking about what's on her mind lately.

When Lin Shengyi was lost in thought, he didn't pay attention to her slip of the tongue.

"Why is he so anxious to take action? Is he afraid of picking up my auxiliary amplification skills? Or..."

Lin Keke blinked Kazilan's beautiful eyes: "Hey, is it possible that he is not afraid, but he is just deliberately torturing your mentality."

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Lin Shengyi was stunned and said in astonishment: "Is he that bad?"

"It's bad, it's bad."

Lin Keke nodded seriously: "Sister, you have to be careful about him, don't fall into his clutches unknowingly."

Lin Shengyi shook his head and didn't care at all.

I plan to sign up for the individual competition and meet Luo Fanchen again.

For many years, there has been no young soul master who can withstand her full assistance.

Lin Keke's cute little face was filled with joy, and she didn't feel the disappointment of a defeated person at all.

The First Elder, Third Elder, and Lin Qianjue next to him had already put on masks of pain.

"Miss, please calm down and stop being so beautiful. We are almost crying." The team member said with a sad look on his face.

"Hey!" Lin Keke comforted: "It's not a shame to lose to my brother Luo, please cheer up."

Lin Qianjue was hit hard and repeated: "Just a little bit, just a little bit!"

Lin Keke rolled his eyes, secretly thinking that it was only a few hundred million points away.

"Forget it, I won't tell you any more, just watch the game by yourself."

"Great Elder, you have a bet with Coco."

The elder couldn't bear to lose face. He clutched the dragon head crutch tightly, and his veins throbbed.

The third elder said sternly: "Keke, the bet you made with the first elder was a one-on-one fight."

"Qian Jue hasn't lost yet."

"That kid's auxiliary ability is indeed excellent, but the fact that he doesn't dare to accept Sheng Yi's soul skills seriously shows that he is still not as good as Sheng Yi."

"Secondly, there are no teammates to help him wear down Qian Jue's strength in the one-on-one battle. How can he win?"

Lin Qianjue's eyes were radiant again.

"Correct!"

"I haven't lost yet."

"There is still a chance to avenge the blood feud in a one-on-one match!!!"

"What if my brother Luo, a weak assistant, doesn't sign up for the individual competition?"

Lin Keke's words made Lin Qianjue, who had rekindled his fighting spirit, look stunned.

"Don't worry, Brother Luo will definitely participate in the challenge. It's not a big problem to win the team and individual titles."

"Are you kidding me?"

"Miss, this is not what you dreamed of doing."

"It's a miracle that he brought such a team to this point. What will he win in the next round?"

The elder retorted, feeling that Lin Keke was still too ignorant and did not understand the terror of the empire's top teams.

The second game of the knockout round started soon, with Imperial City facing off against Rock Prison City.

The last martial arts champion, the emperor's grandson Ye Wudao, burst out with terrifying power as soon as he started, charging towards Meng Shang, the young master of the Panlong Sect who was born with divine power, and fought hard together.

The tragic situation happened again.

Meng Shang was entangled by Ye Wudao. When the battle was in full swing, all six of his teammates were defeated. Two of his opponents fell to the field, and four others surrounded him.

"Boiled!"

"I will fight with you."

Meng Shang couldn't bear the feeling of losing two games in a row. If he lost again, he would have to compete with Yanyun City and the other losing team for fourth, fifth or sixth place.

What a shame!

The strong body made of copper and iron, dense lines like granite appeared, and the skin began to turn red and hot, emitting white steam.

It seemed like he was about to perform some secret skill.

The leader of the Panlong Sect, Meng Buliu, frowned and said, "Meng Shang, stop and admit defeat."

Hearing his father's warning, Meng Shang took a deep breath.

I don't want to waste my efforts at this time and expose my trump card.

His irritable state subsided and returned to normal, and he glanced at the emperor's grandson Ye Wudao opposite him.

"Zhuo, my luck is so bad in this competition. I encountered perverts one after another."

"You can't have bad luck in the individual competition."

Ye Wudao's green vertical pupils were majestic and indifferent: "I hope you can bring pressure to me."

Imperial City advanced smoothly, and the audience at home was calm.

Isn’t it normal for the top pick to be promoted last time?

Forced to be full.

The third match is between Drizzle City and Sword King City.

Xiaoyu City sent out the remaining formation, but Jian Jiujue didn't appear at all. The audience closed their eyes to rest.

With just three people in the ring, Xiaoyu City was destroyed.

High in the sky, King Yan turned his head and consoled him thoughtfully:

"Brother Yu Wang, if you're angry, just let it out with a few screams. Holding it in for a long time will hurt your body."

"My brother feels sorry for me."

King Yu's heart and liver trembled with anger: "What a fool..."

He narrowed his eyes and stared at Luo Fanchen. The young man seemed to notice and smiled at him.

hateful!

Damn it! You boy, just wait for me. If I can’t kill you, my surname will not be Ye.

The sun sets over the western mountains, the crescent moon rises,

The night covered the sky above Canglong Emperor City, and the stars were scattered in the field.

Dragon-shaped torches burned from all directions, making the surroundings look like day.

The audience was excited and there were only two final games left in the team competition.

The three teams that lost in the knockout round went to the ring together,

A three-party melee, competing for the final four, five, or six, whoever falls first loses.

Amidst the heated discussion, Yanyun City, Xiaoyu City, and Yanyun City started a battle.

Xiaoyu City was eliminated instantly without any suspense.

After the team was crippled by Luo Fanchen,

After leaving the group stage, you are either getting beaten, or you are on your way to get beaten.

Yanyun City and Yanyun City launched an offensive and defensive drama, competing for fourth place.

Something unexpected happened,

The entire audience thought that the Rock Prison City with Meng Shang would win.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he appeared on the stage, Lin Shengyi seemed to be stimulated by Luo Fanchen. He changed his low profile in the past and passed his teammates to the front.

After using the fifth soul skill, a pillar of purple energy containing terrifying vitality shot up into the sky in an instant.

The bomb hit Meng Shang.

The third in the previous class who was born with divine power, his momentum suddenly surged, but his body swelled up, and he managed to stabilize his condition after holding on for more than ten breaths.

But blood had penetrated the body surface.

As a result, Lin Shengyi said something that made this genius' hair stand on end.

"I only used 40% of the auxiliary effect of the fifth soul skill."

"Do you want to continue?"

Meng Shang simply led the team to surrender and gave up the fourth place. When he stepped down from the stage, he cursed his mother angrily. It was time for the individual competition to take off.

Lin Shengyi took a deep look in Luo Fanchen's direction and found that the person on the other side was not panicked at all. He didn't even look at her at all. He reached out to pick up the pears Ye Xi had peeled while laughing and talking.

She moved her eyebrows slightly, remained silent, and walked slowly down the stage with lotus steps.

As time passed, the atmosphere became tense.

The master of ceremonies announced loudly that the Canglong Empire, the team battle competition, and the final battle at the pinnacle were about to begin.

A three-party melee, fighting for the top three.

"We invite Sword King City to appear!!"

The popular Wang Jian Jiu Jue has countless fans, and his unique temperament has attracted a large number of fans.

"We invite the biggest dark horse this year, Qianlong City!!"

The Qianlongcheng cheering group shouted excitedly until they became hoarse.

As for Drizzle City...these cities emitted harsh boos and slanders.

The scene reached a climax when Ye Wudao led all the Imperial City teammates to the stage.

The entire venue seemed to be shaking with the cheers of the home crowd.