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Chapter 26 Don¡¯t give up on fake matches?  Fierce confrontation

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    The game started in an orderly manner, and occasionally there were a few injuries, but it was nothing serious.

    After all, under the nose of the Golden Core Realm, the battles of this group of contestants were no different from the old men and women doing Tai Chi in the park.

    The speed is too slow.

    As long as he wants to stop it, even if the knife has already touched the opponent's skin, he can stop it in time within three inches of the blade being submerged.

    Ling Yunzhi also tried to practice with Mo Qi, but found that in this noisy environment, it was impossible to enter concentration.

    Sometimes I fall into trance by coincidence, but I am immediately awakened by a burst of cheers.

    Look at Mo Qi again, cultivating is called a down-to-earth practice.

    Ling Yunzhi suddenly became unbalanced. How could he catch up with someone who was more powerful than himself, and who also practiced harder than himself?

    "Just wait until he finishes this fight. After the fight, I will go back to practice immediately!" Ling Yunzhi secretly made up his mind.

    Finally, the game came to the fourth row. It was already noon, and the bright sun was emitting abundant ultraviolet rays, illuminating the square particularly brightly.

    The weather is actually a little bit hot.

    Today¡¯s weather is indeed good, cloudless and the sun is shining directly. Of course, it may also be related to their location above the clouds.

    ¡°Don¡¯t give up against Jia Long!¡±

    The sound of the golden elixir realm resounded throughout the square.

    The attention of many people was instantly attracted.

    "Jia Long, Mo Qi? Is Mo Qi the boy who defeated Ling Yunzhi yesterday?"

    "That's right, it's him. This guy is quite unlucky. He met Ling Yunzhi in the first game and Jia Long in the second game. So is this the devil's luck?"

    "Both of them have defeated Ling Yunzhi, and what follows should be a battle between dragons and tigers. I can't help but get excited."

    Everybody was talking a lot.

    But at this time, a discordant voice sounded directly.

    "Enter the Dragon is nothing. I checked this Mo Qi yesterday. It only took half a month for him to join the Qiu Shan branch. He is only on the second level of Qi training now. How can he compare with Jia Long?"

    This is a fat man, whose weight is at least two hundred and four, and he said loudly and confidently at this time.

    "What? Is it true that you are on the second level of Qi training and you only joined the Qiu Shan branch for half a month?"

    Many disciples of the branch sect were in an uproar.

    "Fart, how could he be at the second level of Qi training? Yesterday he defeated Ling Yunzhi. Can a guy at the second level of Qi training defeat Ling Yunzhi?" At this time, a rebuttal voice sounded.

    Unexpectedly, the fat man showed a sarcastic smile.

    "Oh, I'm afraid you don't know yet. Yesterday, someone bet on Mo Qi for a hundred low-grade spiritual stones. Mo Qi won directly. The odds were twelve times, and he lost 1,200 spiritual stones."  The fat man spat directly and said.

    "What?"

    As soon as this was said, there was an uproar in all directions.

    One thousand two hundred spiritual stones, this is a huge wealth for 99% of the people present.

    "You mean, Ling Yunzhi is fixing matches?" someone said.

    "Hmph, I never said this, but Fuchun Sect has disciples at the peak of Qi training, foundation-building level disciples, and other participating disciples. Even if they lose a game like this, there doesn't seem to be any problem.  Right?" The fat man said confidently.

    "You fart!"

    At this time, Ling Yunzhi suddenly shouted loudly.

    He carried the long magic weapon directly on his shoulder and walked towards the fat man menacingly.

    "Wake up, it's your turn!" Xuandaozi gently woke up Mo Qi.

    "You said I was fixing the match?" Ling Yunzhi walked up to the fat man and pointed the long knife directly at the fat man's nose.

    The scene suddenly became extremely chaotic.

    There was a trace of anger on Ling Yunzhi's face, which was an insult to his own personality.

    "I didn't say that!" The fat man shrugged his shoulders, not afraid of Ling Yunzhi.

    After all, he is one step away from building the foundation. No matter how talented Ling Yunzhi is, he is only at the sixth level of Qi training.

    The golden elixir young man suspended in the sky couldn't help but frown.

    "Shut up, that fat man, get out of here right now!"

    Whether or not there was a match-fixing, couldn¡¯t he see that this fat guyBut the bottom plate did sweep away. Jia Long roared, his legs seemed to be made of steel. He did not choose to jump up, but chose to fight head-on.

    Mo Qi was a little surprised, this guy had such a strong sense of fighting.

    If he jumps up and loses his center of gravity, Mo Qi can make him feel what it means to be a trapeze in the next second, but since he chooses to face the tough, Mo Qi is not vain at all.

    The energy flowed rapidly toward his sweeping leg, and Mo Qi kicked Jia Long's calf hard.

    ¡°Bang!¡±

    A deep voice sounded, and the moment the two legs touched, a faint brilliance burst out, and both bodies trembled slightly.

    Don¡¯t give up and keep your face expressionless, retract your legs and kick again!

    ¡°Bang!¡±

    Jia Long insisted on keeping his center of gravity from shifting. He gritted his teeth and resisted Mo Qi's wild kicks.

    The low-pitched collision sounds continued, and the people watching below couldn't help but hold their breath.

    That dull sound seemed to hit their hearts.

    What the hell is this called match-fixing?

    If the anti-counterfeiting game can produce such a fierce collision, then is there any real game in this world?

    The two people in the ring were fighting as if they were enemies who killed their father, okay?

    In the blink of an eye, he had been kicked a dozen times.

    "Crack"

    Finally, with a crisp sound, Jia Long¡¯s calf bone was obviously broken.

    At this moment, Jia Long roared, and a black-red light suddenly appeared all over his body, and the cold evil aura directly enveloped Mo Qi.

    Mo Qi felt a chill all over his body. Many people he had killed seemed to appear in his mind. Those people turned into evil ghosts, wailing and rushing towards him, wanting to kill him.

    "roll!"

    Mo Qi let out a roar. With his roar, all the terrifying scenes disappeared, but an even more terrifying scene appeared.

    The blade of the big boning knife Senhan had already slashed towards his facial bones.

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