As soon as the elder's announcement came down, Hou Tong next to him immediately opened his eyes.

Bloodthirsty excitement was beating in his sharp eyes.

"Junior Brother Hou, are you really planning to challenge Xingqijun?"

Although Hou Tong's previous performance shocked Zhuo Yun very much, Xingqijun is not Xing Yunzhi.

As a quasi-person disciple, his strength is more than a little stronger than Xing Yunzhi.

Even said that the combat power of Xing Qijun can be ranked well among his personal disciples.

"I finally got to this point and let me give up?"

"Do you think it's possible?"

Hou Tong's voice fell and he was the first to jump onto the ring.

A pair of bloodthirsty eyes locked on Xing Qijun immediately.

"The Seven Lords come up and die."

A loud shout resounded throughout the venue.

Everyone was in an uproar, and Hou Tong's performance today was indeed shocking.

However, he didn't expect that he would challenge Xingqijun.

Judging from his tone, he was planning to kill this guy.

"Arrogant, this trash is so arrogant."

"Brother Qijun, how could you challenge garbage like you?"

Experts are not happy to be the first.

"Hou Tong is currently ranked fifty. According to the rules of the sect, he has the qualification to challenge the top ten of the genius list."

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone was stunned again.

They finally understood why Hou Tong was so strong just now.

Feelings, his purpose is here.

"Since you want to die, I will fulfill your wish."

Xingqijun stood up with a sneer, stepped out, and immediately appeared on the ring.

"I never thought that a garbage like you would challenge me one day."

"However, you have tried your best to climb to this point now, and you have come to die before you have enjoyed it. It's really pitiful."

"Enjoy? Don't worry, I will enjoy it slowly when you die."

Hou Tong smiled faintly.

"Kill me?"

Xingqijun shook his head.

"There is so big a gap between us, I really don't want to condescend to fight you."

"Nao the rules of the sect are like this."

He heard what Yang Wenjin raised his eyebrows.

She has seen many people, but it is definitely the first time she wants to show off like this.

He seems to be the best in the world.

"The strength is not very good, but it's pretty good."

She muttered softly.

For such a pretentious person, it really makes people feel uncomfortable.

Moreover, the strength of this Xingqijun?    It's really nothing.

Even said? Even his husband could easily crush this guy.

"This guy really hates it, but Hou Tong's strength? Really..."

Zhuo Yun doesn’t like this Xingqijun either? But the difference in strength between the two is there. Xingqijun’s state is not unreasonable.

"That's not necessarily."

"Obstinence is sometimes terrible."

Hou Tong had a deep obsession in his heart.

It can also be said that since the Li Qing incident, his heart was full of hatred.

Driven by hatred, a person's potential will be maximized, and even willpower will be improved to a very terrible level.

Hou Tong is such a person.

At this time, facing his biggest enemy, his state will inevitably reach an unprecedented peak? It is possible that even exceeds the limit.

"This is undeniable? But the gap in strength is still too big..."

As soon as his voice fell, Yang Wenjin next to him suddenly looked up, looked at the sky, and then looked at Hou Tong.

Her brows frowned slightly.

"It's really scary for people who get crazy."

"The Seven Lords of Xing were killed."

The battle on the ring began? The surging true energy burst out and swept the entire audience.

Seeing him take the lead? Zhuo Yun frowned.

"Hou Tong's failure is inevitable."

There are many things to pay attention to when fighting against experts.

Especially for low-level battles that surpass the level? You may not necessarily gain the advantage by taking the lead.

And just waiting for Tong to have many flaws.

Too much power? But it doesn't have much power.

"I really overestimate you."

"Trump?    It's always just garbage."

Xing Qijun shook his head? Mobilizes true energy to fight.

The battle between the two sides was very disturbing, attracting the attention of everyone in the venue.

The wind is howling, and the sand is flying.

"Young Master Zhuo, should you retreat a little?"

Yang Wenjin stood up and tilted his head to look at Zhuo Yun next to him.

"Um?"

"There's too much noise here and I can't see clearly. I think it's better to step back a little."

Upon hearing this, Zhuo Yun looked at the ring and stood up.

When Yang Wenjin turned around, he curled his lips and walked towards the end of the battle stand.

Zhuo Yun followed behind him, and from time to time he would turn around to look at the ring.

When he turned to look at Yang Wenjin again, Yang Wenjin had already arrived at the empty seat at the edge of the venue and sat down.

This venue is quite large. According to the original design, the entire venue can accommodate hundreds of thousands of people.

It’s just that there are not so many people usually, so almost everyone watching the game is near the ring.

Like the edge where Yang Wenjin is now, it can be said that no one has been interested in it all year round.

"Miss Yang, you are..."

"It's very good here, located on a high place, overlooking the entire arena, very good."

Hearing this, Zhuo Yun walked to her and stood down and looked down.

"It's true, it's just that the distance is too far."

"This distance is nothing to our generation."

Who is a cultivator? Not a person with clever ears and eyes?

This distance is no problem at all.

As soon as Zhuo Yun fell down, her eyes were staring at the ring, even though they had retreated to the edge now.

You can still clearly feel the powerful battle fluctuations of the two on the ring.

"What's going on with this Hou Tong?"

"Do you know if you're saving some real energy for such a big deal?"
To be continued...