"This time the Dragon City Climbing Competition is full of talents! For this reason, the first place in this competition will get a mid-grade magic weapon I have refined! As for what it is, it will be announced after the Dragon City Climbing Competition!"

"Mid-grade magic weapon! It's really tempting!"

"This time, the rewards for the Dragon Falling Competition are really generous!"

"It's so cool. In addition to the Breaking Awareness Pill, Nine Yang Pill, Human Yuan Pill, Spiritual Stone, Spiritual Veins, and White Eyebrow's Middle-grade Divine Soldier!"

"The medium-grade magic weapon belongs to me, so no one should compete with me!"

The old man with white eyebrows shouted: "In the first arena match, Murong Chen, the Xuantian Sword Sect of Murong Family, will face Lu Yihan, Cangxu Academy!"

As soon as these words came out, the surroundings of the competition arena of the Dragon City Flying Competition.

The bustling thing is all about the discussion.

Most warriors are not optimistic about Murong Chen. Although Murong Chen defeated Li Yuanba, it was because Li Yuanba was careless and Murong Chen was lucky to win.

Even if Murong Chen really agreed to Li Yuanba, people would not want to believe that a warrior who had been useless for more than ten years could defeat Li Yuanba, the second place in the last Dragon City competition.

"Yihan! Murong Chen, this waste, I think you can bear it after just one palm of Jiuyin Han Ice Palm! Haha!"

Lu Qingfeng, the head of Cangxu Academy, laughed. In his eyes, Murong Chen, the useless young master, was not enough to see it and was not worth mentioning.

"Young Master Lu, you can defeat the enemy with one move, no problem!"

An elder of Cangxu Academy took the opportunity to flatter.

Lu Yihan's face was feminine, his brows were furrowed, and he was a little confused! "Chen'er, my Chen'er!"

Murong Bo couldn't sit still in the stands under the ring and stood up excitedly.

"Sect Master, Young Master Chen is a man of destiny and will definitely be able to escape danger!"

The black elder of Xuantian Sword Sect was very worried and was still persuading Murong Bo. It has been really difficult for Xuantian Sword Sect to reach this point over the years.

Elder Black also watched Murong Chen grow up since childhood. He knew that Murong Chen had been working very hard, and he had the spirit of never giving up, and he was even more tenacious.

Lu Yihan was wearing a black robe, with a feminine face, and jumped and landed on the ring.

"Young Master Lu killed that waste!"

"Our Cangxu Academy is the strongest!"

The disciples of Cangxu Academy shouted loudly to cheer for Lu Yihan.

"Brother Chen! I believe in you!"

Wei Yue'er smiled emotionally at Murong Chen, "I believe you, Lu Yihan is definitely not your opponent!"

Even if everyone in the world doesn't believe in Murong Chen, Wei Yue'er is the last person to believe in Murong Chen until his death.

"Master, kill that guy who is neither male nor female! Although that guy is a man, he is very feminine and disgusting!"

The three-pupil sky fox stood among the crowd, stretched out its fox claws, pointed at Lu Yihan on the ring and shouted.

The Three-Pupil Tianhu believes that although the master has a big gap in martial arts cultivation with Lu Yihan.

The master is in the middle stage of the seventh level of the spiritual realm, Lu Yihan is at the peak of the first level of the Divine Awareness Realm, and Lu Yikan's martial arts awakening talent is a peacock, but the master will definitely be able to deal with Lu Yihan. If necessary, take out the Qilin Flame Sword and Lu Yihan will be defeated.

The Qilin Flame Sword is Murong Chen's trump card. Murong Chen repeatedly told the Three Pupils Heavenly Fox that he must not show the Qilin Flame Sword unless he had no choice.

Lu Yihan was on the ring with a calm face and did not release his martial arts aura.

This is too abnormal. Generally, in order to have a psychological advantage, warriors will actively release their martial arts cultivation and shock the other party.

"bring it on!"

Murong Chen used the dragon step, and a white shadow flashed by. In an instant, Murong Chen was already standing on the ring.

Lu Yihan was shocked and took a small step back.

"So fast! What kind of body technique is this!"

"I didn't see clearly how Murong Chen got on the ring!"

"Why didn't Lu Yihan's mother-in-law take action? This was completely different when he killed last time!"

Lu Yihan stared at Murong Chen and snorted coldly: "Please give up on your own initiative! I won't let you die!"

Young Master Han in Heiyue City wrapped his arms around his chest and said to himself: "The martial arts cultivation is too poor, it is simply crushing. What should you do if you are Murong Chen?"

Murong Chen has no magic weapon in his hand. How can he resist Lu Yihan's Nine Yin Han Ice Palm?

Li Yuanba thought to himself that Murong Chen met Lu Yihan, and someone finally killed you for me! Chen Feng of Baiyun Sect stared at the two people on the ring, feeling something was wrong, Lu Yihan seemed to have no intention of killing.

Murong Chen's mouth raised, the Nine Dragon Divine Cauldron in the Dantian rotated rapidly, the sound of the dragon's sound wandered for a long time, and three hurricane vortexes quickly formed in the air.

Huhuhuhu! Hiss... Murong Chen showed a strange smile, "Lu Yihan, let's take a move!"

"I...I admit defeat!"

Lu Yihan turned his head, glanced at the old man with white eyebrows, and said in a silence.

The old man with white eyebrows was shocked and asked, "Lu Yihan, there is no joke on the ring! Are you sure you admit defeat?"

Lu Yihan made an orchid finger gesture with one hand, stroked his hair along the way, and said loudly: "I'm sure!"

"ah!"

"What!"

"Lu Yihan, I took the initiative to admit defeat!"

"This..." Under the ring, it started to make noise and was in a mess.

"That's great, Chen'er won!"

Murong Bo shouted happily.

The disciples of Xuantian Sword Sect shouted loudly, and the name of Xuantian Sword Sect was shocking.

Wei Yue'er smiled, and he believed Murong Chen would definitely do it.

The three-pupil Tianhu narrowed his eyes, "Hmph! Who is not a man or a woman still knows the truth, otherwise there will be no corpse after death!"

Lu Qingfeng from Cangxu Academy shouted: "Yihan! What are you doing? It really embarrasses our Cangxu Academy! Where is your Nine Yin Cold Ice Palm?

Where are you a peacock with talent for martial arts awakening?”

Lu Qingfeng's whole body was trembling, and he couldn't even hold the magic weapon in his hand. He didn't understand at all. Why Lu Yihan took the initiative to admit defeat was a very shame.

Lu Yihan was the first place in the last time, the Dragon Falling Competition. Why did he get on the ring? He took the initiative to admit defeat without a single move.

"President Lu, don't be angry. Maybe... maybe Young Master Lu has his own difficulties!"

An elder from Cangxu Academy comforted him.

Lu Qingfeng pointed to the elder's nose and cursed: "I have some difficulties, but I have no trouble! Murong Chen just used a body technique and martial arts, which scared Lu Yihan?

!What an idiot."

"how so?"

Li Yuanba of the Evil Moon Hall tilted his head and couldn't understand it at all.

Everyone present, including the weapon refiner Baimei, was also very confused. Lu Yihan had an absolute advantage, so why did he take the initiative to admit defeat?

!Among many warriors, Wang Yu, a disciple of Tianwu Palace, can understand Lu Yihan's approach.

Because of the fight at the monster trading store yesterday, Wang Yu knew the strength of Murong Chen and the little red fox.

If Murong Chen and Lu Yihan fought, Lu Yihan would not be able to win completely, let alone win.

Even if two tigers fight, the fisherman will benefit.

After the two of them fought fiercely, their vitality would be severely damaged. If they wanted to win and lose, they would naturally either die or be injured.

It is wise for Lu Yihan to take the initiative to admit defeat.

There must be a battle between Lu Yihan and Murong Chen.

Murong Chen clasped his fists on the ring and said, "Thank you Chengrang!"

Murong Chen naturally understood the reason why two tigers competed.

Lu Yihan winked and said with a deep breath: "Who doesn't know that you, Mr. Murong, don't admit defeat, you will definitely not regress. That's all I can give up! "

The three-pronged Tianhu was so disgusting that he was about to vomit and cursed: "Why is that guy who is neither male nor female, sarcastic, so close to his master? I want to go up and bite him to death!"

"Go! A fox from there, get out!"

A warrior kicked the Santong Tianhu.

Before the three-puppy sky fox was kicked, the warrior had already flew backwards, like a kite with a broken string, swaying left and right, with blood in his mouth continuously. The tail of the three-puppy sky fox was swept away, and his internal organs were shattered and his meridians were broken.

"I'll do it!"

A monk-like warrior shouted loudly.

A figure came to the ring, and it flickered.

"I want to challenge you!"

Murong Chen looked up and saw a monk with a big belly in front of him.

"If you kill you, no one doesn't know the reputation of my monk!"
Chapter completed!