The First Beastmaster of the Nine Realms

Chapter 172 Shining On The Stage
The remaining eight people are Jian Baisan and Jin Yinyu from Beast Control Sect; Yan Longtian, Lin Ye, and Li Huimin from Bailu Sect; Zhao Donghe from Xuesong Mansion; Xiang Xinyuan and Quan Bei from Zhongqing Sect.

But in the venue, there were only seven people waiting.

Yan Longtian is gone.

The seven people stood upright at first, and the thousands of people in the auditorium also waited quietly, but after waiting for more than a quarter of an hour, he still did not come.

The discussion gradually became louder, and the hum of thousands of people seemed extremely oppressive.

Li Huimin also turned his head, wanting to ask Lin Ye, who was unknown before, but had made it all the way to the quarter-finals. When he turned his head, he found that this man had his eyes closed and was muttering, not knowing what he was doing.

Li Huimin: "..."

forget it.

The patriarch of the Bailu faction gradually became a little strange, and he told his daughter beside him, "Go, call your senior brother Yan quickly!"

The girl was impatient for a long time, and rushed out like a flying sword when she heard the words.

Jin Li glanced at him, and said lightly, "Even if this disciple is extraordinary...it would be disrespectful if he didn't show up at this time."

"I have already said that the suzerain will be here tomorrow. If you dare to let him see such an unruly situation—"

A burst of coercion from a strong Jindan came out of Jin Li's body, making the nearest Patriarch of the Bailu faction break into a cold sweat.

"—Be careful with your lives." Jin Li finished threatening confidently, and withdrew the coercion.

"Elder Jin, it's my disciple who broke the rules," said the patriarch of the Bailu faction, "I'll draw the lot first. This way, we won't waste too much time."

Jin Li didn't speak.

However, the patriarch of the Bailu faction agreed by default.

"Zhao Donghe, Quanbei!"

Zhao Donghe raised his head heavily, and glanced at his opponent.

"Li Huimin—"

Li Huimin raised his eyes and wandered around, as if he was identifying his opponent in advance.

The golden snake on Jinyinyu's ears sensed the danger, hissed and propped up half of his body, and met Li Huimin's eyes.

"Xiang Xinyuan!"

The girl from Zhong Qingzong was a little surprised and shy, and nodded to Li Huimin.

Jian Baisan's heart trembled.

There are three left.

The battle with Yan Longtian is closer than she imagined!
"Yan Longtian..." The patriarch of the Bailu faction flipped over another sheet.

Jin Yinyu clenched her cheeks tightly, visibly becoming nervous.

"Lin Ye!"

The one who was right was still my own.

The eyes of the audience shifted to Lin Ye, but he still stood there silently, did not respond to the not-so-good lottery result, and even looked relaxed.

Then the remaining two, needless to say.

Jian Baisan met Shang Jin Yinyu's eyes from afar, and raised his eyebrows.

"Jane Baisan, gold and jade!"

Jin Yinyu looked at Jian Baisan with a bad expression.

She stretched out a hand and tapped Jian Baisan from a distance.

The little girl who went to check on Yan Longtian's situation rushed over from a distance.

Her crisp voice deliberately used martial arts in order to carry it far.

"Yan Longtian is breaking through! Senior brother is about to break through to Jindan!"

The patriarch of the Bailu faction stood up in surprise.

"what?!"

"Ling'er, what you said is serious!"

"My daughter is telling the truth!"

"My daughter found that many cyclones formed by auras gathered above Senior Brother Yan's room!"

Elder Wu gritted his teeth bitterly.

The old man Sheyang said: "Golden pill...doesn't meet the requirements for disciples in this competition."

The patriarch of the Bailu faction said: "But when he started the competition, he was a real foundation builder. Just because he broke through halfway, he denied his efforts for several months. What's that like?"

Jin Li waved his hands impatiently, and said, "That's enough."

"You can discuss whether Yanlong Tianshen will participate or not—it's not so easy for Jindan to break through, maybe he can't break through."

"The business now is to start the game first."

"As for the kid who got Yan Longtian - let him win first, let him have a bye."

"Game start!"

A plain was divided into four huge fields, one of which was empty.

Jian Baisan and Jin Yinyu looked at each other from a distance.

After the game started, Jin Yinyu didn't make a move.

"Jian Baisan." Jin Yinyu said, "Your spirit beast is very strong, I can't beat it."

"But you, I can move."

"In the sect, you shouldn't wait for someone who doesn't know how to be grateful to be the leader!"

Jian Baisan raised his eyes and said, "Really?"

"I think, I, you can't be moved."

……

Jin Li sat casually on the seat, looking down at his two disciples, one was quite relaxed, while the other was struggling.

But anyway, these two disciples are capable of saving their own lives, so she wasn't that worried.Looking at the battle situation, there is still time to hang out with others.

Elder Wu was too bitter and bitter, so she first went to the elder of the Bailu Sect: "Hey, Lin Ye of your sect, is he practicing the exercises of your sect? Why do I think it's a little different?"

The elder of the Bailu faction tensed up: "Not really."

Jin Li felt bored, so he turned around and went to the old man Sheyang to continue.

"Hey, Elder Xiong—"

The air vibrated imperceptibly.

"Which of the two disciples of your sect can win?"

Xiong Binge's face was also stiff.

It was a loss for two good seedlings from his own sect to be grouped together.

It doesn't fit his identity to say which one wins.

Jin Li chased after him: "Jin Yinyu? Or that Jian Baisan? You should understand your own disciples. Let me see, isn't Jian Baisan better?"

"Leng feels that..."

The old man Sheyang's pupils shrank suddenly, and he found that there was an extra person in front of him at some point.

Leng Lianchi's eyes were slightly bent, looking at him with interest, holding his face with a slender hand, turning around roughly, as if checking some livestock.

Under his gaze, Xiong Binge felt chills all over his body, and at the same time, his lower abdomen became hot again, and it seemed that he was about to lose his dignity.

Leng Lianchi let go of her hand in time, and took out a handkerchief to wipe her hands.

"That Jian Baisan doesn't look like he can walk out of the arena alive."

(End of this chapter)