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September 15, 2024

"Hmph! You're lucky!"

 Kuang Lang glared at Azalea fiercely, put away the magic blade, turned around and stepped off the stage.

 Although he won, he was not happy at all.

 First of all, winning against a weak woman is not an honor; secondly, he was hurt by this woman.

 Since becoming famous, he has never been as embarrassed as he is today.

 Although it was because of the existence of the talisman, it was undeniable that he did suffer a loss and lost face.

It's a pity that he has missed the opportunity for revenge, which makes him feel a little aggrieved.

However, he has made up his mind that if he encounters a disciple of the Mystical Arts Order again tomorrow, he must let his blood splatter on the spot!

"I declare that contestant No. 5 wins!" Zhang Qizhen announced the result in a timely manner.

Soon, the audience burst into warm applause.

Whether it's Azalea's amazing performance or Kuang Lang's power, they are both worthy of praise.

Most of the previous games were life-and-death battles, and one accident would result in one's life being lost.

It is relatively rare for a player to be as self-aware as Azalea, and to immediately admit defeat when she knows she can't beat him.

It was precisely because of this resourcefulness that he saved her life.

"Sorceress, I'm sorry to disappoint you. I never fought." After returning to her seat, Azalea took the initiative to admit her mistake.

"As long as you live, winning or losing doesn't matter."

Abigail smiled and said: "Kang Lang is the eighth master on the list of geniuses. It's normal that you can't beat him. I'm really afraid that you will be impulsive and fight to the end, which will not be worth the loss. Moreover, you performed very well just now, so that Kuang Lang can't beat her. Lang suffered a secret loss, but it’s not a loss at all.”

She cares more about Azalea's safety than winning or losing. It's best if she can enter the top eight, but she won't force herself if she can't.

Victory or defeat is a matter of military strategism and cannot be forced.

"The sixth game is about to begin. Players No. 6 and 11 are invited to play!" At this time, Zhang Qizhen's voice rang again.

"Hahahaha...it's finally my turn!"

Suddenly, a burst of laughter echoed throughout the audience.

Immediately afterwards, a cyan figure suddenly flashed into the air. After hovering for a second, the cyan figure disappeared out of thin air. When it appeared the next second, it had reached the center of the ring.

Such a strange movement made everyone stunned.

"Fuck! What was that just now? Teleportation?"

"I don't know. It was too fast and I didn't see it clearly."

"If you guessed correctly, this should be some kind of shrinking method. The user can flash back and forth within a certain range, and his whereabouts are unpredictable. It is really mysterious and unpredictable!"

"..."

The people in the audience was amazed and surprised.

This martial arts competition is really full of talented people, and all kinds of unique skills and magical methods can be witnessed with one's own eyes.

And until the last moment, the outcome of the game can never be determined.

"Where is my opponent? Come out quickly and fight!"

The man in green stood in the center of the ring, his hair moved without wind, his robe rustled, and his aura looked very powerful.

"Sorry to have kept you waiting for a long time!"

A loud voice sounded.

Immediately afterwards, a man in white clothes, as beautiful as a demon, suddenly took off into the air, stepped a few times in the air, directly crossed a distance of 100 meters, and finally landed on the ring.

The person who came out was Yan Buqi!

"Yan Buqi, a disciple of the Yanluo Palace, please teach me!"

Yan Buqi held a folding fan and politely bowed to the man in green.

His extraordinary temperament, coupled with his handsome face, caused many female audiences in the audience to scream and couldn't help themselves.

Looking at the whole audience, Yan Buqi's strength cannot be said to be the strongest, but his exquisite and handsome appearance is unmatched.

Even Xiao Ningmeng, who was ranked at the top of the Rouge List, was very surprised after seeing him.

She had never seen a man who was so beautiful and whose appearance was not inferior to hers.

If it was someone else, she would probably be outdone.

"Yan Buqi? I haven't heard of him."

The man in green looked him up and down, looking quite unhappy.

He was naturally good-looking, but compared with the other party, he was really eclipsed.

"May I ask your name?" Yan Buqi smiled.

"No sect, no school, surname Lin, single given name Yuan." The man in green said proudly.

"So you are Brother Lin Yuan, who is ranked tenth on the Tianjiao Genius List. Nice to meet you." Yan Buqi soon realized.

The other party had fought before, but the battle was hastily resolved without announcing his name. It was probably a bit of a cover-up.

"So he is Lin Yuan? He is really a hidden talent!"

"Before the situation was unclear, so we had to keep a low profile. Now that the top enemies on the Tianjiao Genius list have appeared, Lin Yuan has nothing to worry about."

"I heard that Lin Yuan is proficient in the mysterious arts, and all kinds of strange and bizarre methods emerge in an endless stream, which ordinary masters can hardly resist."

"To be ranked on the Tianjiao Genius list, he must have his own strengths, so we can look forward to it."

"..."

After learning about Lin Yuan's identity, the discussion in the audience increased significantly.

Everyone who was promoted to the Tianjiao Genius list was either extremely powerful or had unique skills beyond ordinary people.

Lin Yuan was obviously no exception.

"Since you already know my name, why are you still standing there? Hurry up and admit defeat, so as not to waste each other's time." Lin Yuan said lightly.

The tone was not too arrogant, but it was a bit unquestionable.

"It's been so hard to get to this point. If I give up now, I'll be laughed at. No matter what, I'll still try my best." Yan Buqi smiled gently.

"Heh... You don't think you can beat me? It seems that you really don't know the value of the Tianjiao Genius List!" Lin Yuan sneered.

Ordinary geniuses are simply incomparable to those on the Tianjiao Genius List.

In his eyes, the other party was just asking for trouble. -Ton

Comments

Anonymous said…
Thank you
Ton said…
Rooting for Yan Buqi here! Lin Yuan is not close to Dustin, sorry. Lol
Ton said…
Kuang Lang is thirsty for Mystical Arts Order blood. Is this a hint of a duel with our dear Abigail next round?
Anonymous said…
Buqi 8s gonna surprise him😺

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