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Every single one of them looked at Qin Yi like he was a monster. Even those who had an incomparable understanding of Qin Yi, were all tongue-tied. After all, this was not a joke. Do you know how difficult it is to make a single record in the Martial God's Arena? Moreover, he even created three in two hours.

Especially Gao Ren, he had slapped his forehead again, and said: "It's over, it's over, boss is trying to act cool again, boss, don't play around, be careful not to act tough, you might not even be able to win!"

The corners of Zi Ling's eyes were moist, her gaze carried incomparable shock and gratitude, but at the same time, it was also filled with helplessness. She clearly knew that Qin Yi was a demon who wanted to hide everything from Qin Yi, but the matter had already forced his into this situation.

Qin Yi did everything for her, and risked being willing to reveal the truth, and the goal was to vent her anger. She knew Lan Li's personality very clearly, that was a vindictive vile person, a real vile person. His name was renowned throughout the world, and it was accompanied by countless killing intent.

Hundred Clans would definitely not sit by and watch such a monster like the one born in Human Clan. Even if they were to kill Lan Li, would Great Void Holy Land be able to let him off so easily? Had Qin Yi never considered these consequences? To put herself in danger for her, was it really worth it?

Zi Ling was very innocent in her heart for this favor, even if she had to sacrifice her entire life, it would be hard to repay. She had only helped him once, but Qin Yi had already returned the favor.

"Qin Yi, don't, don't! I, Zi Ling, am not worth your sacrifice. Not worth it."

"Zi Ling, shut up, as long as I, Qin Yi, am still alive, I will not let you suffer even the slightest bit of grievance. Remember, you are my woman, Senior Adjudicator, can you give me two hours?"

Qin Yi gazed up at the sky, and the aura belonging to a Grand Monarch from his previous life began to condense. Since he was destined to be dyed in blood for the rest of his life, and kill his way back to the Prehistoric Realm, then let's begin with Great Desolation!

"Alright, then I'll give you two hours. But, if you can't create three records, I can only kill you according to the rules of the Martial God's Arena. Qin Yi, you must think this through."

The voice of the adjudicator sounded once more, exuding a sense of majesty.

"Senior, don't worry, if I cannot create it, I, Qin Yi, will perish here, there is no need for senior to worry. Lan Li, I will give you one last chance, kneel down and apologize.

Qin Yi stood with his hands behind his back. His eyes were incomparably calm, and appeared to be confident and calm.

"Rural Civilian, ignorant fool, what do you think the record of Martial God's Arena is? It's just a barbarian tribe from a borderland. They really overestimate themselves. "

"Rural Civilian is just like the Rural Civilian. People who go against the will of the gods, they are just barbarians. They are nothing more than a bunch of tyrannical warriors who don't even know how to write their own names! If you want to fight big, you might not even be able to read a basket. "

"I say, how can you be so humiliating? Even if it's a barbarian, we can't say it out loud. Isn't this slapping someone's face? We are scholars, what is the point of arguing with a barbarian? Isn't this humiliating for our identity? "

Amongst the crowd, there were actually three scholars dressed in green and white, with crowns on their heads, and holding white fans in their hands. They were extremely humiliated and full of arrogance, even more so filled with disdain for Qin Yi's actions.

is Rural Civilian, do you really think that this Martial God's Arena belongs to your family? You really can set three records in an hour, and I, Lan Li, admit defeat on the spot, why not? "

Lan Li's face was still as cold as before, but there was a trace of a disdainful smile on her face.

"Oh!" Someone said just now that I am a barbarian who specializes in foreign affairs and have never read books. Forget it, today I will write a word and let you all come over to appraise it. I would like to see how it is with the Scholar's Brushstroke.

A smile hung at the corner of Qin Yi's mouth, without a hint of anger or anger, as if everything was unmoved.

"People, barbarians, you dare to compare yourself with a scholar? You are simply ignorant. If you were not currently in a decisive battle, I, Xu Huaji, would have killed you on the spot."

Amongst the spectators, a handsome and refined young man dressed in scholar's robes stepped forward. At this moment, his face was completely red, and he looked as if he wanted to fight to the death.

"Hahaha!" This is the person you are studying at the Positive Qi Academy? This was a scholar who was capable of reading all sorts of books? "Is this the person who's cultivated, the Qi Family, ruled the country, ruled the world, learned and rich, talented beyond compare, full of talent, and a mind full of the talents of heaven and earth?"

"To think that you are even the disciples of saints. What you are reading is the book of saints, and what you are learning is the law of etiquette. You call yourself a barbarian or commoner, and these are the disciples of your saints.

Qin Yi's words were like a river that overflowed with eloquence, but he did not utter a single dirty word.

Xu Huanzhi, as well as the remaining two scholars, were so angry that their bodies were trembling. Clenching their fists tightly, their faces were ashen, and the anger in their eyes was enough to tear Qin Yi apart, yet they had nothing to say.

The world knew that a scholar's greatest strength wasn't in his martial arts, but in his sharp tongue. If he argued with them, it would completely crush him. However, today he had been turned into a stranger, causing them to lose all face.

"Hahaha!" Satisfying, this is so f * cking satisfying. Little brother, you are so literary and eloquent. Are you really lacking in reading? I think you're full of stuff. "

"Right, this group of sour scholars are even afraid of the Saint Book. They have already read it to the point of being useless. It's simply too classic, hahaha!"

"Awesome, if little brother is a barbarian, then what are they? They are barbarians among barbarians, and they deserve to be called the disciples of saints. Little brother, hurry up and write down some words to humiliate them."

The three black robed brothers were extremely happy and humiliated the most. Normally, they didn't like these scholars, so they stubbornly refused to budge. They simply didn't know how to behave.

"You … You... All of you... "

Xu Huanzhi's entire body trembled violently, his face was green to the point of turning purple, his eyes were filled with endless hatred, and he could not utter a single word as Qin Yi had squeezed him. This was a loud and clear slap to their faces, when had they ever received such humiliation, the grievances in their hearts, there was no need to mention it, they could not wish to hack Qin Yi into eight pieces.

"What about you? I've been studying for a few years and yet here you are blabbering nonsense. Today I will write one word and see who is the true barbarian, who is the foreigner, who is the scholar, who will learn the ways of the saint, who will cultivate the way of the gods, who will cultivate the sword of kings, protect the people of Human Clan, and who will cut down the enemies of all directions.

Qin Yi's gaze was incomparably sharp, and his entire person seemed to still be that peak Grand Monarch, filled with a vast, sacred, and inviolable aura.