Buzz! Buzz! Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!

…

When Gao Yuhai raised his hand, the fifth-grade spiritual fan in his hand flew out and turned into a fan-shaped sword light that filled the sky, covering his opponent.

Wow!

In the hands of Gao Yuhai's opponent, the fifth-grade spiritual spear also trembled suddenly, and the swift shadow of the spear swept out, following the fan-shaped sword light in the sky.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

…

Every time the fifth-grade spiritual sword is swept out, a fan-shaped blade is destroyed.

Unfortunately, Gao Yuhai was obviously prepared. When the fan-shaped sword light was completely annihilated by his opponent and a proud smile appeared on his opponent's face, he struck like a thunderbolt.

Whoosh!

Buzz!

As Gao Yuhai's body shook, his whole body seemed to turn into a knife, swiping directly at his opponent.

The spiritual fan in his hand made a harsh sound.

"It's a pity... This person's strength is no worse than Gao Yuhai."

Seeing Gao Yuhai defeat his opponent, Duan Lingtian shook his head and felt pity for Gao Yuhai's opponent.

It was precisely because of Gao Yuhai's opponent's carelessness that Gao Yuhai took advantage of him.

"No. 3 wins!"

At this time, the middle-aged man who was responsible for registering the records of Gao Yuhai and his opponent spoke coldly.

At the same time, he had a pen and paper in his hand and began to record.

"Concession."

At the critical moment, Gao Yuhai, who knocked his opponent away with his fan, smiled and nodded to his defeated opponent.

"Thank you for your mercy."

Gao Yuhai's opponent responded sincerely.

Obviously, he also knew that if Gao Yuhai had not turned the spiritual fan in his hand into a 'fan' in time to attack, he would have died under Gao Yuhai's fan, and it was impossible for his internal organs to be traumatized.

Compared to Gao Yuhai's mercy, the other six people were completely different.

The six of them were evenly matched, and they were jealous of each other.

In the end, two people died and one was seriously injured.

The other three who won were more or less injured.

"good."

Seeing Gao Yuhai return victorious and bringing glory to the Black Stone Empire, King Yong nodded with satisfaction.

"This Gao Yuhai is quite a nice person."

Duan Lingtian watched Gao Yuhai take his seat and secretly praised.

"The young talents who have drawn token numbers 21 to 40, come on."

At this time, the young man in white spoke again.

"It's my turn."

Duan Lingtian smiled. Although he knew that he did not need to take action in this battle, he still jumped into the air and joined the other eighteen young talents.

Immediately afterwards, ten middle-aged men began to call people to come to them.

"Token owner No. 31 and Token No. 32 owner, come to me."

When the voice of a middle-aged man came, Duan Lingtian went straight over.

"Um?"

Seeing that Duan Lingtian was the only one, and the remaining young talents were all in place, the middle-aged man frowned, "Where is the other person?"

"What's your number?"
Chapter completed!