The evil concubine who confuses the world, the spirit master who defies the sky

Chapter 239 Wake Up Too Late
Ji Ye smiled happily, half-closed his eyes contentedly, "Unfortunately, he woke up too late."

If Changlong lets the high-level Spirit Sect play at the beginning of the game, Bei Qi will not be able to play well. Even if he can win, he will suffer a disadvantage in the match against Sheng Hui.

Shao Ke said: "There is one more."

Beiqi has already played four players, and there is only the last game left in the match against Changlong.

Beiqi wanted to enter the final, and in the last match, he had to win.

"No matter who wins in the next round, you must avenge me and beat up that kid!" Qiao Xu limped back and yelled at Ji Yehuan.

Ji Yehuan didn't answer immediately, but tapped the corner of her eyebrows with her fingers.

Su Mo and the others looked at her without speaking or asking.

The scene suddenly fell silent, as if everyone was waiting for the contestants in Beiqi's last match to see if they could create a miracle.

Not even the referee urged.

Qi Miao felt like he was dreaming.

In almost every college competition, Changlong was No.2. Facing such a strong opponent, they actually won four games!
Even if the first three are all substitute players, that is shocking enough.

Qi Miao even began to vaguely expect that Ji Yehuan and others could really defeat Changlong and enter the final.

Yun Wuyou stopped shaking his fan, and said to Ye Changning: "In the last match, who is sure to win?"

Ye Changning said: "Although Wen Rui looks only eighteen or nineteen years old, he is actually 23. He was already a ninth-level spiritual sect two years ago, and he is not weak."

Yun Wuyou nodded solemnly: "After two years of honing, his current strength must have reached the peak of level nine."

Ye Changning continued: "Even if I am facing him, I am not sure of victory."

Yun Wuyou nodded again: "With such a big trump card, Changlong is probably aiming at the champion this time. If Huanhuan can use the top-grade spiritual weapon, it will increase his chances of winning."

It's a pity that all overpowered spirit weapons and profound beasts are banned during the competition.

Ye Changning stopped talking, waiting for Ji Yehuan's decision like everyone else.

Ji Yehuan thought for a moment, and finally decided to play in person.

After all, this game is very important and must not be lost.

You can also help my uncle and her father, whom she has never met, to avenge the past.

When Ji Yehuan lazily stood up, the quiet scene became even quieter, and then burst out laughing.

"It turned out to be Ji Yehuan playing? Oh my god, he's just an ordinary person, can he stand up to a move from his opponent?"

"I was still expecting that Beiqi could really create a miracle. Am I stupid for thinking this way?"

"Even if Bei Qi gives up, he should choose the strongest player to play, at least he won't lose so ugly."

Harsh discussions sounded everywhere, Su Mo grabbed Ji Yehuan's arm and asked anxiously, "Third brother, what are you doing?"

Ji Yehuan took his hand away: "What do you think?"

Su Mo wanted to add that Shi Qi was already standing in front of Ji Yehuan, staring at her with pitch-black phoenix eyes: "My lord, let me do it."

Ji Yehuan raised his eyes: "Can you guarantee that you can defeat Wen Rui without getting injured?"

Seventeen sadly lowered her eyes, her thin lips pursed slightly.

Ji Yehuan patted the guard's shoulder, and said with a light smile, "Recharge your energy, there is a chance for you to play."

Shi Qi turned sideways silently and said in a low voice, "Yes."

Ji Yehuan's indifferent expression made Su Mo and the others relieve a lot of their worries - she always has an easy and convincing magic power that makes people willingly accept her arrangements.

Facing everyone's different gazes, Ji Yehuan stepped onto the ring slowly.

Wen Rui looked at her, with uncontrollable joy flashing in his eyes: "It's a surprise that you are the one to challenge."

Ji Yehuan smiled slightly: "You will receive an even bigger surprise in a while."

Wen Rui grinned, revealing her sharp teeth, "I'm looking forward to it."

"The match begins!" Wen Rui moved as soon as the referee ordered.

He was like a hunter who couldn't wait to catch his prey, his eyes were full of bloodthirsty and excited light.

Ji Yehuan stood quietly on the spot, as if he hadn't realized that the battle had begun.

The boos on the field were even worse. This battle was probably over before it even started.

Wen Rui's voice sounded beside Ji Yehuan's ears, and a person appeared next to Ji Yehuan, "I really can't bear to let you get seriously injured and fall off the stage, why don't you kneel down and admit defeat, and I'll let you go."

What didn't match his soft voice was the coercion of being the pinnacle of the ninth-level Lingzong, which almost unreservedly attacked Ji Yehuan.

The powerful coercion that made other low-level spiritual masters look pale was nothing but a breeze in front of Ji Yehuan.

Obviously, Wen Rui made a wrong choice again. What Ji Yehuan is most afraid of is oppression.

"Compared to admitting defeat, I prefer to watch you kneel on the ground begging for mercy."

An indescribably strong sense of crisis spread all over Wen Rui's body. Wen Rui was terrified, and the dark green aura was unreservedly released, enveloping both Ji Yehuan and Wen Rui.

The aura was so strong that it almost turned blue, and the students in the stands couldn't help but exclaim.

Could it be that Wen Rui is about to break through the realm of the spirit king? !
The two people in the arena were covered by spiritual power and could not see what was going on inside.

Everyone stared at the ring intently.

Not long after, the spiritual power dissipated, and the figures of the two appeared.

The scene on the ring made their eyes widen in surprise.

Ji Yehuan stood intact, but Wen Rui knelt on the ground? !

"I surrender."

Wen Rui clutched his chest with complicated emotions in his eyes.

He seemed to be shackled by something, and he had struggled for a long time, but he couldn't stand up before admitting defeat.

The people in the audience were even more confused.

What happened?Why did Wen Rui admit defeat directly?

Even the referee who is the spirit king didn't know what happened when the two were wrapped in spiritual power.

This is extremely unusual.

The referee glanced at Ji Yehuan, and said to Wen Rui: "If Ji Yehuan used a top-grade spiritual weapon during the battle, it can be judged that he failed."

Wen Rui frowned tightly, embarrassment flashed across the baby's face.

How did he tell the referee that Ji Yehuan didn't use the top-grade spiritual weapon at all, so he lost out of nowhere? !
How could he tell others that he couldn't resist what Ji Yehuan seemed to say casually? !

"no!"

Wen Rui let out a low growl, and he forcibly suppressed the surging blood in his body. He staggered to his feet and got off the ring.

The referee announced the result with an inexplicable expression, and there was a strange silence in the audience.

This time, there were almost no big names present, so no one could see what trick Ji Yehuan had used.

Feng Li lowered her eyes slightly.

The familiar breath just now was almost imprinted in his bones.

The hand placed beside her was slowly clenched, Feng Li's heart was engulfed by countless emotions.

"Brother Feng Li?"

Feng Li's body shook, her expression returned to normal in an instant, and she chatted with the people beside her.

Ji Yehuan walked off the ring again under the strange eyes of everyone, and walked back to the Beiqihou war zone.

Except for Jun Ruoli who had already returned to his residence to rest, everyone in Beiqi stared at Ji Yehuan, as if they wanted to see something special about her.

Ji Yehuan had no intention of explaining, and sat down with a calm expression.

After a while, Jun Ruozi tentatively asked, "We really won?"

Su Mo nodded blankly: "It seems to have won."

Qiao Xu and Shao Ke looked at each other, and then at the others.

They all looked blank.

Winning is so weird, they feel unreal.

But soon, they were relieved.

It doesn't matter how he wins, as long as the result is victory!
Su Mo and the others became excited belatedly. Qiao Xu poked his head in front of Ji Yehuan and asked her in a low voice, "How did you make Wen Rui kneel down and admit defeat?"

Ji Yehuan raised his eyebrows lightly: "Do you want to try?"

Qiao Xu imagined the scene for a while, and said a little uncertainly, "Or...forget it?"

Ji Yehuan said, "Then don't ask."

In a strange atmosphere, the match between Shenghui and another academy began.

The battle between the two academies was much more exciting than the battle between Changlong and Beiqi. Soon everyone forgot about the scene just now and devoted themselves to the battle on the ring.

……

Sheng Yi, the dean of Shenghui Academy, even suspected that the referee made a mistake after learning the list of the finals.

Those little fellows from Bei Qi who were of average strength actually made it to the finals?
The referee informed Sheng Yi of the last battle between Ji Yehuan and Wen Rui. Sheng Yi frowned and thought deeply, and finally said: "If it's just a top-grade spiritual weapon, it's impossible for Wen Rui to admit defeat."

The referee nodded in agreement: "What's even weirder is that even I don't know what happened between the two."

Sheng Yi also felt strange, "Tomorrow there will be a match against Qingfeng and our academy, so we can always see what kind of tricks he used."

After the referee left, a woman in black with a voluptuous figure walked into the room.

Seeing her, Sheng Yi frowned even tighter.

(End of this chapter)