Eternal Martial Emperor

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On the ring, the victory and defeat have also been divided.

Under Lin Yun's feet, there was a pit with a diameter of tens of meters. His right foot was nearly one meter above the ground, and it seemed that he was stepping on something.

Everyone in the audience was as dead as a chicken, as if they had been immobilized, standing in place, as if they had lost consciousness.

Then, a trembling sound suddenly sounded in the ring platform. If you listen carefully, you can find that this sound is coming from under Lin Yun's right foot.

"Don't fight ... Don't fight! I give up!"

As soon as the words fell, Jing Ke's body appeared under Lin Yun's right foot.

At this moment, blood was dripping from all over his body, a large area of ​​bruises appeared, Qiqiao bleeding, and his breath was extremely weak.

For a moment, the audience was silent, and everyone was stunned watching the scene on the ring.

It is impossible for them to imagine that the dignified assassin's personal disciples, a executioner known for his assassinations, conceded!

"Jiang Yun wins!"

Until Ren Tianxing announced the victory and defeat of this game, everyone in the audience was exclaimed.

"My God! This minute is not coming, is it?"

"How did you lose? How did Jiang Yun break Jingke's" perfect stealth "? "

"Jiang Yun is too scary! He even defeated four self-disciplined disciples one after another. Is it really necessary to break the precedent this year and let a boy from the Alliance Wufu enter the top ten?"

Everyone is unbelievable. It was an incredible thing that Lin Yun defeated three pro-disciples in the past, but now they have defeated the stronger Jingke among the pro-disciples!

Originally, Jingke also bluntly said that he would defeat Lin Yun within one minute, but he did not expect that Lin Yun would be defeated within one minute.

Even in the end, he could only be stepped on by Lin Yun, struggling for mercy.

After the game, Jingke ran down the ring in a dingy manner, losing his calmness and energy, and Lin Yun seemed to have done a trivial matter and returned to the rest area.

The game is still going on. After a few rounds, today's schedule is gradually coming to an end.

"In the third round of the finals, the eleventh game, Qin Wentian played against Sima Ji!"

When he heard that his opponent turned out to be Sima Ji, Qin Wentian's whole face couldn't help but look difficult.

In his mind, the strongest autobiographical disciple of this session really belonged to the three of Jian Ziran, Kuchi Hao and Wei Shenmo.

However, among the twelve autobiographical disciples, the most terrifying are not these three people, nor the Jingke who killed one person in ten steps, but the self-biographical disciple of Xi Zong, Sima Ji, which is what he needs Facing the opponent.

At this moment, there was a burst of commotion in the auditorium, and everyone looked at the ring with a complex emotion, a look of confusion, fear, and terror.

A man suddenly appeared in the corner of the Yantai.

The man's arms were like dead branches, with gray sand bands all over his body, showing a pair of zombie-like eyes, looking like a mummy.

And he entered the field in a very strange position, even on the limbs, slowly crawling into the ring.

"This ... what the **** is this? This isn't an individual ..." A disciple of Alliance Wufu took a breath of air, and his face was horrified.

"No experience! This is the Sima Ji, the disciple of our Confederate Alliance Zong." The Confederate's disciples glanced at this person and said coldly.

Qin Wentian also trembled and set foot on the platform. His eyes did not dare to fall on this strange Sima weapon, and his heart was already full of snoring.

You should know that as a personal disciple, he has previously maintained a record of victory in both regional competitions, promotion matches and semi-finals.

He did not want to be able to defeat all his autobiographical disciples at this session, but only asked that his ranking be higher.

However, he never expected that Lin Yun and Wang Jizhong of the Alliance Wufu would give him a head blow and a severe blow.

But now, he is even more unlucky, and even encountered one of the highest realm among his disciples--the 9th-level peak Wuhuang and Sima Ji.

The audience has already exploded the pot, and everyone is discussing this matter.

"Is Sima Ji going to shoot ... In the previous few games, he has never encountered a disciple. Qin Wentian, as a disciple, should at least get some cards from Sima Ji."

"It's hard to say! Among the self-disciplined disciples, Sima Ji's strength is only second to Jian Zongzuo and Jumu Hao. Even Wei Shenmo, who has now awakened the blood of hell, was defeated in the hands of Sima Ji.

"Unlike in the past, Wei Shen awakened the power of the blood, which is comparable to Sword Freedom and Kuchiki Hao. However, Qin Wentian will not be an opponent of Sima Ji."

Disciples with spirit beasts shook their heads and sighed. They all knew that this time their ranking of spirit beasts would be at the bottom.

In fact, everyone understands that if Qin Wentian would not be so fast according to the previous league conferences, in the third round of competition, he would encounter a powerful opponent such as Sima Ji.

However, after Qin Wentian lost to Lin Yun and Wang Jizhong, in order to retain the seed players, the senior members of the Sanctuary Alliance also arranged Qin Wentian and Sima Ji to face off.

"Qin Wentian, the same disciple, I still advise you to admit defeat as soon as possible, not to waste time." On the ring, Sima Ji gently waved his right hand, and the space ring worn on his finger flashed for a moment. .

Immediately afterwards, a two-meter-long human-shaped figure suddenly appeared in front of Sima Ji.

As soon as this human figure came out, it even caused a burst of exclamation from everyone.

This is because this humanoid puppet is very different from the puppets used by other puppet students.

Ordinary crickets are cast from special materials, most of which are metal and wood. The materials are different, the control difficulty is different, and the combat methods are different.

However, this humanoid figure of Sima Ji is like a real person with flesh and blood and a burly figure. It is a man like a hill, but his skin is pale and gray, like a dead body.

"Is this a puppet? How is it completely different from what you usually see!"

"No way! Where is this puppet, obviously a dead body."

"The bodies of dead bodies are extremely stiff and difficult to control. How could Sima Ji use this dead body as a puppet? It should be a special material!"

All of a sudden, everyone whispered and speculated.

At this time, Zongmen disciples would be proud to explain.

However, this time, many disciples of Zongzong kept silent, with a strange smile on their faces.