On the 12th arena, six people faced Zhao Qinghuan.

Zhao Qinghuan looked at the proud woman in front of her. Damn, what should she do if she meets a brainless person?

"If you want to find an excuse to find another one, will I fall in love with such a young man?"

Hearing this, a 17 or 18-year-old disciple holding a paper fan opposite him, looked red and embarrassed and angry.

"Zhao Qinghuan, a shameless bitch, dares to insult Senior Brother Lin." The only female disciple among the six pointed at Zhao Qinghuan and cursed.

Zhao Qinghuan's face quickly calmed down and he took action directly. More than a dozen blue water swords surged out, and then a blue water ball condensed in his hands. With the input of spiritual power, the water ball became bigger and bigger.

Zhao Qinghuan's face turned pale, "Hmph! Let's see how you hide." Then he threw water balls at the few people.

The people on the opposite side looked panicked. They just dodged the water sword and didn't have time to dodge the water ball.

"Bang!" The water ball exploded, "Ah" the female disciple screamed, was blown off the ring, and fainted on the ground.

None of the other people were spared and were all knocked off the stage. Zhao Qinghuan looked at the few people with contempt, "The ugly people are making trouble."

Xi Qian was a little surprised. When did the lethality of the water system spells become so great?

The onlookers were also a little confused. Among them, there were also monks with water spirit roots who asked themselves that they could not achieve such great lethality.

The eyes of Xiushui Zhenjun on the platform are lit up, "What a seedling."

Afterwards, Yu Sheng and others entered the next round without any danger.

The group walked towards the Chentang while talking and laughing.

"Qinghuan, who are those people?" Xi Qian walked back and sent a message to Zhao Qinghuan.

"It was the last time I was training in the sect and formed a team with me. Wu Ziyu kept saying that I was pestering Lin Chu, and the world was conscience, but I just did several tasks together. Every time there were others, and I didn't say a few words." When talking about this, Zhao Qinghuan's face was a little bad.

"It's okay, I believe you will get rid of them after this competition. If you encounter it in the future, you won't have to be ruthless."

With Zhao Qinghuan's qualifications, there is a high chance of being favored by the True Lord of the True Lord. A single water spiritual root is very rare.

Hearing Xi Qian's comfort, Zhao Qinghuan's eyes were slightly warm, "Thank you, Xi Qian, I will."

Afterwards, several people finished their meals in the dining hall and went back to prepare for the next round of competition.

Perfect day

This round is a one-on-one ring match. When you draw lots to choose your opponent, it depends on luck. Some of them are not lucky and will directly draw to the peak of Qi training or the Great Perfection.

Xi Qian looked at her number and it was her next round.

Half an hour later

"The next game, No. 96 vs. No. 138, No. 7"

Xi Qian took No. 138 in her hand and jumped to the No. 7 ring.

When the referee saw that both of them had arrived, he announced the start directly.

Xi Qian's opponent is a burly male cultivator with ten levels of Qi training.

"Hello, my name is Zhao Yuan, the tenth level of Qi training." Zhao Yuan introduced himself with his fists.

Xi Qian also quickly replied, "My name is Ming Xi Qian, Qi Practice Great Perfection"

"You have to be careful, I am a physical cultivation." Zhao Yuan looked at the delicate girl in front of him, afraid that she would not be able to withstand her punch.

After saying that, he raised his fist and rushed over.

It was so good that Xi Qian also raised her fist and rushed forward.

Audience A: Doesn’t she want her hands anymore?

Audience B: Sure

Audience C: It's over, and the beautiful girl's blood splattered on the spot.

"Bang" The two fists collided, Zhao Yuan took two steps back and Xi Qian took three steps back.

Zhao Yuan looked surprised, "Are you also a physical cultivation?"

Xi Qian smiled and nodded, "Come again"

Shuai rushed up first and hit Zhao Yuan in the abdomen with a right punch.

"Vomit" Zhao Yuan bent down, then clenched his right fist and hit Xi Qian on the cheek. He didn't expect that the weak Xi Qian was so powerful.

Xi Qian felt the fist wind in her ear, tilted her head, and raised her left hand to block it.
Chapter completed!