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Obviously, although he tried his best to change the voice of this cloud Qianyang before, he was still suspected.

Yan Lan stepped down and looked around.

At the moment, Lin Ya turned his head and looked at him. Yan Lan was about to step forward, but suddenly stopped.

Because the young man in front of him waved his hand, making him with a look of thinking, and then sit up, quietly waiting for the next round.

Yun Qianyi slowly stepped onto the high platform, a beautiful dress will outline the beauty of Yun Qianyi to the extreme, affecting how many men's mind.

Even as a woman, the martial arts practitioners also showed amazing color, because the cloud thousand clothes on the stage were too beautiful, especially when a ray of sunlight above the sky shone on the side of the face, it seemed that they were attracted.

For such a scene, the buds were directly closed.

Yun Qianyi's opponent is a loose martial arts practitioner, and the opponent is a martial arts practitioner. Without too much words, he directly embraces fists and admits defeat and does not fight on.

As for himself, he had a few catties and almost two, and had a strong and obvious sense of propriety. He simply walked down the challenge arena and was more happy.

"Number three on stage

With the cry of the soldiers in Yuncheng, Lin Ya stepped onto the stage.

Seeing the cloud thousand clothes walking down from above, the beautiful eyes are staring at her mask. Lin Ya calmly turns her head and nods at such a scene.

Lin ya, who walks up to the stage, does not know that Yun Qianyi in the rear turns his head and looks at himself all the time.

Such a scene naturally makes the male children below clench their fists tightly, and their eyes show resentment.

The opponent in front of him was a free martial arts practitioner. He dismissed them as soon as possible. Now he looked around and said, "it's strange why no martial arts school's children have come to participate in this contest."

His words were full of doubts, but he was relieved when he saw Yun Qianyi.

Since Yun Qianyi is here, the children of Wutang will not participate because they can't get the first prize, and they can't look up to the second and third reward.

The resources of Wutang are very rich. After staying in Wutang for a period of time, he realized it.

There was a noise in the distance. I looked at the past in accordance with my eyes. I really want to know who is coming. These figures are the children of Wutang.

There was a cry in the distance.

"Thousand clothes little city Lord, we are here to cheer you up. Come on, little city Lord."

"Yes, young city Lord, fight hard to win the first prize. You are the strongest. Forget the pain of lovelorn!"

The first sentence is OK, the second sentence makes people around a Leng, lovelorn?

In their dreams, the goddess has already owned the famous flower? The last sentence is what makes them surprised that they are lovelorn?

How can they not be surprised at such a scene!

"You don't talk nonsense. You dare to go back and break your legs!"

Hearing the sound of the cold drink of Yun Qianyi, the children of the martial arts hall all shrunk their necks and stopped talking. Instead, they quietly gathered around the outside and looked at the competition in front of them.

"Who do you think will win the first prize this time?"

"Why not? It must be Yun Qianyi Shao, and the city Lord is doubtless. Can there be anyone else? "

Words revealed a disdainful color, seems to be very pertinent, such a scene, people around all secretly nodded.

"I don't think so. I think Mr. Fang Ruyu can win the first prize this time. That song directly knocks Li's children to the ground. Can't you see his strength?"

The color of memory revealed in the words has already appeared in the feelings, even in the eyes.

The outside discussion made everyone nod in secret. It was obvious that the leader was going to compete between the two.

Three hours later, during his observation, the two ordinary looking teenagers were ordinary, as he solved his opponent with one punch and one foot.

However, the only feature is that the defeated teenager lost part of his blood essence, but did not show the black air flow.

Midday has arrived, the fourth round of the final is over, and only eight figures are left at the moment.

The eight figures are Lin ya, Yun Qianyi, Gutian, Fang Ruyu, Yan Lan, Li Sanlang, and two Lin Ya guessers.

As in the previous process, he took off his own number card.

"Four!"

That means he's the last one to show up.

Yan Lan is the first person to appear on the stage, and the figure Yan Lan is facing is the relatively ordinary looking young man.

For such a scene, Lin Ya thought directly to Yan Lan.

"When you come to power, you can't defeat him."

The words that appear again in the heart make Yan Lan nod and walk on the competition platform.

Just as the teenager outlined a smile, Yan Lan's action made him frown slightly.

"I surrender!"

For the surrender of the people in front of him, the higher ordinary teenager seemed to show a color of displeasure, and then all the obscure breath penetrated into the ground."Yanlan jumps down quickly!"

Yan Lan naturally followed the voice of the words coming from her heart. She jumped directly from the top to the bottom of the competition platform.

For such a scene, the ordinary appearance of the higher teenager showed a surprised color, and later did not return to leave the top of the Biwu stage.

Yan Lan was defeated in the war and turned to the outside. Although he did not ask Lin Ya why he did this, he believed the young man in front of him.

Yan Lan's departure, now the fifth round left seven people.

Gutian's onstage against that Li Sanlang, in Lin Ya's surprised eyes, they actually fight a situation of both sides, but Gutian's body is still better.

"Damn it! My son of Li family can only be equal to you The voice of weak words made Lin Ya shake his head. In front of him, this Sanlang of the Li family was completely a self-centered arrogant person.

However, after stepping down, he turned to the Yuncheng soldiers on the high platform and said, "the top ten section cultivation of the lower martial arts can come here only to prove that he can continue to move forward. Now that he has proved his low level, he will not fight for the first seat. I abstain."

Although the body is weak, but the words are sonorous and powerful.

Such a scene made people around nod their heads, and they all showed their admiration to the famous body Xiu Gutian. They challenged the powerful cultivation with the declining body. Being able to walk here has proved themselves.

There are many things he would like to ask about this Gutian. He is also curious about the physical training. However, this is not a place for conversation, so he did not go to hold this person talking.

Gutian's departure, now the final fourth round has left five people.

At the moment, Yun Qianyi, with a long skirt, is floating on the arena, quietly waiting for his opponent, who is the leading figure Fang Ruyu expected by the onlookers.

"Cloud thousand clothes little city Lord, I'm very polite!"

The words are modest, the flute in the hand is lost in the left hand, the green ribbon between the robes is dancing with the wind, the head is slightly low, and with a gentle smile, he hugs Yun Qianyi in front of him.

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