Under the arena, Wang San, who had been confident before, covered his chest with his hands and sat on the ground with a pale face.

Gently wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth, Wang San stood up with difficulty, and changed his face a little while at the Miuying on the stage. Then he said unwillingly: "I lost."

With a confession, the quiet atmosphere in the arena was immediately broken, and what followed was of course the thunderous applause that burst out for the outstanding performance of the girl on the stage.

"No, not bad. It seems that Lin'er has recruited a real genius this time." Chu Jiangzhuo nodded with satisfaction and smiled.

Upon hearing this, Elder Wu nodded and said, "It is not easy to defeat the Holy Land student even if he is from Xinghai Palace. After all, the difference in age and the special effects of the Holy Land cannot be ignored."

"That's Wang San. We have seen him. He has just been a student who has entered the holy land for less than a year. He has already achieved such achievements. It's not easy." Chu Jiangzhuo pointed to Wang San, who was defeated at the stage, and said to Elder Wu.

"It was him. When he first came, he was also very good. However, this year, he reached the level of a fourth-level martial guard, which shows that he also worked very hard." Elder Wu replied, his words full of admiration.

His eyes turned back to the ring. When Xiao Ling'er heard the other party admit defeat calmly, a rare joy of success appeared on her cold pretty face. Then, the former walked off the ring with some false steps.

Seeing Xiao Ling'er return victoriously, everyone rushed forward. When everyone saw the former's pretty face, Dongfang Xue even quickened her pace, stepped forward and held her shaking body, and asked softly: "It's okay."

"It's okay." Xiao Ling'er raised his white arm with difficulty and swung it twice.

"It's fine." Dongfang Xue nodded, then put his jade hand on Xiao Ling'er's pulse and diagnosed it. After confirming that it was not hindered, she felt relieved.

Seeing Xiao Ling'er unhindered, Nangong Bo was relieved. He was also the core child of the Eight Great Family. Of course, he knew Xiao Ling'er very well. Although Xiao Ling'er had always been cold, he knew that Xiao Ling'er was the most outstanding person in Xinghai Palace at present, and everyone in Xinghai Palace regarded him as the pearl in his hand. If Xinghai Palace knew that Xiao Ling'er was seriously injured and affected his cultivation due to the dispute between him and the Holy Land students, let alone Xinghai Palace, even the elders of his family would not be able to spare him.

He looked at Xiao Ling'er with concern. After confirming that he was really nothing serious, Nangong Bo smiled and turned his head to Qiu Jun, who was gloomy across the face and said, "Brother Qiu, we have won this first formation. Can we start the second formation?"

A hint of pride was faintly revealed in his words, which made Qiu Jun very upset. The latter originally thought that his seven students had been practicing in the holy land for a year, and even if they faced the children of these eight major families, the winning rate would be higher than that of him, but he never thought that he would lose the first battle. However, after thinking about it carefully, he felt relieved. Perhaps this was a good result. If Wang Sanzhen injured the other party, the matter would be very big.

After thinking it through, Qiu Jun nodded slightly and smiled: "The Eight Great Family is indeed extraordinary. Qiu has learned it. As Brother Nangong said, this second formation can begin."

"Wang Si, it's your turn." Turning around, Qiu Jun looked at Wang San's younger brother, but frowned.

Seeing Wang Si's angry expression, Qiu Jun thought it was not good, so he immediately turned around and complained to Nangong Bo, walked to Wang Si, and said in a deep voice: "Wang San is okay."

"It's okay." Wang Si replied angrily.

He pulled Wang Si over and said sternly: "Remind you, don't take action later. If the other party gets seriously injured, we can't take it."

"Then let it go?" Wang Si stared at Qiu Jun angrily.

"I didn't say that, I just let it go. I just took a little bit of it when I started. As long as I didn't get seriously injured, I would let the other party lie on the bed for a few days. But you have to pay attention. You must be careful, otherwise, the tutor will not be able to protect you by then."

He nodded slightly, Wang Si was still very convinced of Qiu Jun, but his brother's defeat and injury could not extinguish the anger in his heart.

"Haha, sorry, I'll deal with some trivial matters, now it's time to start." Qiu Jun, who turned back, said to Nangong Bo with a smile.

"Okay, this guy... Mo..., Huh? Where is Brother Mo?" Seeing that Qiu Jun had finished dealing with the matter, Nangong Bo was about to call Mo Ran out to compete with the other party for the second game, but then he realized that Mo Ran, who was supposed to be in the battle, was missing?

"Where is Brother Mo?" The puzzled eyes swept across the crowd of Yifang. After not finding Mo Ran's figure, Nangong Bo couldn't help asking in confusion.

"Don't you know?" Everyone looked at each other. Only then did they realize that Mo Ran, who had been watching the game just now, had no idea where he was going.

"Hmph! You're not running away." Wang Si hummed low when he saw that his opponent was gone. The anger in his tone was even stronger.

"Brother Qiu wait." Nangong Bo hugged his fists, returned to the team, and asked, "Has no one seen Brother Mo?"

Everyone shook their heads, but they didn't know.

"Maybe it's convenient to go there." At this time, Shen Hang suddenly spoke.

"Convenient? Convenient at this time?" After hearing Shen Hang's guess, many people who heard it couldn't help but want to laugh out loud.

Urine escape.

Countless people thought of this vulgar word. The people who just smiled and said nothing.

"What are you asking about this? Brother Mo is not that kind of person." Seeing that everyone was ridiculing, Shen Hang couldn't help blushing for his explanation, so he defended him angrily.

"That's it." At this time, Xu Jie'er, who was standing by, suddenly took over the conversation and said, "Don't ask, Mo Ran won't run away. If not, Nangong, just go first, Mo Ran will come back later and let him go to the third formation."

"This... OK." Turning around to face Qiu Jun, Nangong Boyan said, "I'll do it first in this time."

Qiu Jun spread his hands, and looked indifferent, and said, "It's okay, Brother Nangong, please."

"Wang Si, be careful." He gave a low order, and Wang Si stepped onto the ring with anger.

"Brother Qiu? Not you?" Nangong Bo said in surprise when he saw that Qiu Jun had no intention of going to the stage. According to what he thought, this last battle must be between the leader in front of him and himself, but now...

"It's nothing, Brother Nangong Don't worry, Wang Si's strength is not inferior to me." Seeing what Nangong Bo means, Qiu Jun smiled. Obviously, he did not take Nangong Bo seriously.

"Okay." Nangong Bo, who had been polite, couldn't help but feel angry when he heard the other party say this. After realizing that the other party ignores him, the former also stepped onto the arena unhappy.

In the second round, due to Mo Ran's disappearance, Nangong Bo faced Wang Si.

Seeing someone on stage again, the noisy and excitement in the stands echoed again.

The duel caused by a small quarrel was in full swing, and at this time, our protagonist, Mo Ran, appeared outside the arena.
Chapter completed!