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Chapter 48 Fighting the Foundation

"Haha. It's just a bad sword technique." Wang An sneered.

The two of them fought back and forth, and instantly fought dozens of moves. At this moment, Wang An’s cultivation level of the tenth level of Qi Refining was revealed to the world for the first time. Although there was only the perfect cultivation level of the tenth level of Qi Refining, Dongfang Ruyi’s momentum had no effect on Wang An.

"The tenth level of Qi refining is perfect!" A man outside the arena shouted in shock. "Fortunately, I didn't go to settle the score with him; hehe, my brother's chess piece should be ready to take action."

Wang An relied on his strength in his body refining skills and took action without hesitation. For a moment, Dongfang Ruyi was in a mess and gradually became at a disadvantage.

"Hehe, junior brother is really amazing." Dongfang Ruyi suddenly jumped out of the battle circle. "Junior brother, look at my eyes... are you looking at senior sister?"

Suddenly, a mysterious aura rose from Dongfang Ruyi's body, and her every move was filled with confusion. She seemed to be the Lord of Qingqiu who bewitched all living beings.

When Wang An heard Dongfang Ruyi's words, he was suddenly stunned and looked at her eyes habitually following Dongfang Ruyi's words.

"Boom..." Wang An only felt a roar in his head, and his soul seemed to have left his body at this moment.

Dongfang Ruyi's eyes were covered with strange patterns, and the patterns were rotating strangely, and Wang An's entire mind was pulled in.

At this moment, Dongfang Ruyi was filled with charming power, and her aura suddenly became extremely strange, and she no longer had the feeling of smiling before.

I saw her slender jade hand raise, and the sword light flashed and rushed directly towards Wang An's chest.

"What's wrong with me?" It was said that it was soon, and Wang An's powerful spiritual sense recovered in a moment of stunned silence. He saw a black iron sword in front of him with a cold light that was almost reaching his chest.

Wang An was shocked. When he raised his magic power, a yellow halo emitted from his body.

It’s complicated, but in fact it’s just a blink of an eye. Although Wang An reacted quickly, he was still injured.

A wisp of blood flew into the air, and Wang An's arms were immediately dripping from blood.

"Ye?" Looking at Wang An who retreated violently, Dongfang Ruyi had an incredible expression on her face.

"Haha, senior sister has hidden herself so deeply that she can even know such charm." Wang An's face was a little pale and smiled very happily.

A yellow light flashed on his arm and blood suddenly stopped and then he used another rejuvenation technique on his arm.

"What's the situation? Senior Brother Wang was actually injured?"

"Come on, Senior Sister Dongfang..."

"Is this a charm?"

Seeing this situation, the audience below began to talk again.

"Huh? These eyes..." Gong Shang Liuying on the stage showed an incredible expression on her face after seeing Dongfang Ruyi's eyes.

"The Eyes of Charming!" Four voices sounded at the same time.

"This kid actually broke free from the charming eyes so quickly. It seems not easy."

......

After saying that, Wang An put away his sword, waved his fist and attacked Dongfang Ruyi again.

Dongfang Ruyi seemed to be frightened. Seeing Wang An coming in a hurry, she hurriedly raised the sword in her hand to resist.

"Yeah, not right?"

As soon as Wang An touched Dongfang Ruyi's sword with both fists, he immediately discovered that the sword's strength was less than one-third of that of Dongfang Ruyi's peak. He forced himself to put away most of the power.

"Puchi..." Dongfang Ruyi flew backwards all of a sudden, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

Wang An's face turned flushed, and suddenly some of the force disappeared, which almost caused him to suffer internal injuries.

Just as Dongfang Ruyi fell to the ground, a white figure arrived on the competitive stage in the blink of an eye. She caught Dongfang Ruyi directly, and quickly tapped Dongfang Ruyi's body Ruyi a few times, and flipped his hand and stuffed a spiritual pill into Dongfang Ruyi's mouth.

Only then did Wang An see clearly that it was Gong Shang Liuying.

"Meet Uncle Master!" Wang An hugged Gong Shang Liuying with fists.

"I'll take her away." Gong Shang Liuying nodded to Wang An, then said to the referee with a blank expression.

Without waiting for the referee to make a sound, she flew away from the arena with the unconscious Dongfang Ruyi.

"Wang Ansheng!" The referee was stunned for a moment and announced the result of the game directly.

......

The five people who won finally came out, namely Ying Piaopiao, Du Haotian, Ren Erxiao, Feng Sansheng, and Wang An.

The second round of draw was held. After the draw, Wang An was surprised that he actually took time out of this round.

After another fierce competition, the first three finally occurred, namely Ying Piaopiao, Du Haotian, and Wang An; Wang An's story was lying in the top three, which made the audience talk a lot.

“It’s OK.”

"What luck is this?"

Ren Erxiao's expression when he looked at Wang An was also full of unfriendliness. As a dignified foundation-building cultivator, he was not as good as a young monk at the tenth level of Qi Refining, which made him feel quite uncomfortable.

During the third round of picking, Wang An drew a number 2, and this round of Ying Piaopiao was a bye.

"Du Haotian vs. Wang An!" The referee said word by word on the athletic stage.

The evening wind blew gently, and the setting sun placed a light golden color on the two people on the stage. No one spoke, but an invisible air pressure gradually formed in the field.

"It's so miserable. After seeing this, Senior Brother Wang is so miserable!"

"Hehe, brother, do you think Du Haotian will really crippled that kid?" Zhao Li and his brothers were standing outside the court and smiling.

"Haha, sure!" Zhao Li smiled mysteriously.

"Junior Brother Wang An, I really admire you very much; not only is my cultivation level, but I am also a senior alchemist. I really don't want to offend you." Du Haotian frowned and said in a low voice.

"However, I was repaid by someone's grace and spring, so I offended today."

After Du Haotian finished speaking, a yellowish aura surged wildly from his body, and a heavy feeling spread across the corner.

"Everyone thinks I am very mysterious. Today I will solve this mystery. I will defeat you with my strongest side." Du Haotian grinned.

The black coat on his upper body turned into ashes inch by inch, and the bronze skin was filled with explosive power.

"Are you a physical cultivation?" Wang An looked at Du Haotian opposite him with a serious look on his face.

Wang An actually had no clue in this true showdown of the foundation-building cultivator, but he was never a person who gave up easily.

Seeing that Du Haotian was also a physical cultivation, he suddenly felt a strong fighting spirit.

"Senior Brother Du is actually a physical cultivation?" After hearing Du Haotian's words, the audience below was in an uproar.

"Come on! Fight!"
Chapter completed!
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