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The referee explained the rules of the game, looked at the two people, became angry, and asked:
"Are you all clear?"
Ye Ling'er nodded lightly, but the iron-faced Wei Tuo Dou Zhankui nodded his head twice in a daze after two or three seconds.
He looked at Ye Linger, who was ten meters away from him, with a kind of worry and nervousness in his eyes.
Dou Zhankui represented Qingcheng to fight, but he never thought that in the first game, he would face people from the ancient clan.
"It would be great if the ancient tribe could just stand in the clouds and stay there. Why do they have to end up there? Isn't this bullying?"
Dou Zhankui almost cursed.
Ye Ling'er is the favorite to win the championship, ranking first in the odds list, but she didn't even make it into the top twenty.
Therefore, before the game, the iron-faced Wei Tuo Dou Zhankui was already timid.
Although he is also in the realm of cultivation, he has actually just broken through not long ago. This was only accomplished by relying on the accumulation of Qingcheng's large amount of resources.
But if we were to compete for resources, even a hundred Qingcheng Mountains would not be able to compete with one ancient clan, the Ye family.
"Since both of you have no doubts, I declare that the game has officially begun!"
The referee suddenly waved his hands down and announced the start of the game.
As soon as the referee finished speaking, Ye Ling'er's beautiful eyes were locked on the iron-faced Wei Tuo Dou Zhankui. There seemed to be a scorching sun burning in his body, and there seemed to be a big river boiling.
The billowing heat wave couldn't help but begin to scorch the entire competition ground. Even some of the spectators present felt that they were being burned.
"Hiss¡ª¡ª"
"Oh my god, is this the power of blood?"
"How can the simplest energy and blood be transported tightly to create such a terrifying aura?"
"The Ancient Clan is indeed an Ancient Clan, it's so terrifying."
Everyone below was shocked, and even some of the palmism was different. To be honest, they have not seen the ancient people for a long time.
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Feeling Ye Ling'er's rising aura, like a small sun with fighting spirit, Iron-faced Wei Tuo Dou Zhankui's confidence was hurt again, and he clenched his fists tightly.
"Buzz buzz¡ª¡ª"
At this moment, Ye Ling'er finally gently raised her jade hand, her blood had been activated, and it seemed to others that it was just a piece of lotus root arm.
But in Dou Zhankui's view, what the other party raised seemed to be a high mountain.
Once it falls, Iron Masked Wei Tuo might die!
This is the battle between artistic conceptions.
When we come to the realm of cultivation, the difference between artistic conception and artistic conception can be said to be a matter of judgment.
Ye Ling'er has a special bloodline. It is one of the few special cases that have only been bred in China for thousands of years. It represents incomparable nobility and incomparable respect.
Not everyone can be provoked easily.
A mere gesture can determine the life or death of a mortal.
"I surrender!"
At the critical moment, Ye Ling'er was about to take action, but the iron-faced Wei Tuo finally couldn't bear the psychological pressure and chose to admit defeat.
"This - this is too bloody, isn't it?"
This result was beyond everyone¡¯s expectation. The competition square in Nuo Da was filled with excitement and discussions.
You must know that Iron-faced Wei Tuo is also a strong man in the realm of cultivation.
You actually lost without fighting?
This¡ªthis is too embarrassing.
Where is the face of Qingcheng Sect?
However, between face and life, Dou Zhankui chose life.
¡° Moreover, this can also be regarded as an opportunity to get close to the ancient tribe.
Taking the initiative to admit defeat will leave a good impression on the other party.
This is Dou Zhankui's plan.
"Dou Zhankui, are you sure you want to admit defeat?"
The referee asked again.
"Sure, I really admit defeat."
The tone of Dou Zhankui, the iron-faced Skanda, was extremely firm.
When he said the words "admit defeat", he suddenly felt something.
Ease, unprecedented ease!
Yes, this is the suppression of blood, this is the feeling of fear that Ye Ling'er brings to him!
It¡¯s like an elephant and an ant.
Even if this ant cultivates itself into an ant in the realm of cultivation,?, but he is still just an ant.
In front of elephants, there is still a natural fear.
¡° Innate bloodline is a legend in the martial arts world, and there is naturally an insurmountable level of suppression.
In other words, this is a dimensionality reduction attack and is unfair! !
The referee nodded and announced:
¡°In the first game, the iron-faced Wei Tuo Dou Zhankui gave up and Ye Ling¡¯er won!!¡±
As soon as these words came out, the whole place was excited again, and the eyes looking at Ye Linger were different.
"Ye Ling'er! Ye Ling'er!"
Amid the cheers, Ye Linger slowly calmed down her breath.
She also frowned slightly, showing a trace of dissatisfaction.
Winning without a fight means you can advance easily, but there is no sense of accomplishment at all.
Ye Ling'er subconsciously thought that the other party did this because of her origins in the Ye clan.
"The real purpose of her coming to the World's No. 1 Martial Arts Conference is to temper herself and prove herself.
No matter what, Ye Ling'er ended his first match at the World's No. 1 Martial Arts Tournament in this way, which can be regarded as a legend.
This situation would not have happened in the past, because the strength of the people sent by the major sects was not much different.
This is the first time this has happened.
"Have you seen it? This is the majesty of the ancient clan. You don't need to take action, you are so scared that you give up."
"Haha, if you put it that way, Ye Ling'er can just wait for the finals, there is no need to compete."
"You exude momentum as soon as you take the stage. Are you just waiting for the championship?"
"So what's the matter? You are so powerful. You also exude that aura as hot as magma."
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Not only the general audience, but also some contestants are also discussing it.
"Brother Yang, your sister-in-law can force the other party to admit defeat with just her momentum. She is really bullying." Yilong chuckled.
¡°That¡¯s because Ling¡¯er is excellent, don¡¯t be envious, okay?¡± Sylvia Yunshu rolled his eyes, but was very satisfied with Ling¡¯er¡¯s performance.
????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????"Ling'er is definitely not an illusion, I can feel that Ling'er's strength is very terrifying."
"The ancient tribe does have two brushes."
"But this situation will probably only happen to Ye Ling'er. The next game should be much more normal."
In the VIP area, some big-name figures in the martial arts world are sitting here.
At this time, Qiu Qiancun once again took advantage of aging and said with a smile:
"Mr. Ye, your sister is so outstanding. She is creating a legend by winning without a fight."
If Henry Zhang hears this, he will definitely think that this old guy is flattering other people¡¯s ancient clan.
Ye Moxuan smiled and nodded indifferently, but he was not overly proud.
"The people of the Qingcheng faction are smart enough to know that they are no match for Ling'er, so it is wise to admit defeat, otherwise casualties will be inevitable." (Remember this site's URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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