Urban magic doctor

Hearing Wen Yin's words, Chen Yang laughed dumbly, withdrew his gaze and ignored it.

However, the three disciples standing not far in front of Chen Yang were obviously very wary of Wen Yin, and they all took the initiative to move away from Wen Yin.

In their eyes, Chen Yang was not threatening, but Wen Yin was very dangerous.

"hehe."

Seeing that Chen Yang ignored him, Wen Yin smiled and said: "Junior brother, I understand your mood. You also want to enter the top eight. So don't worry, I will be the first to advance. When the time comes, I will I leave the bow and arrow fused with beads to you."

According to the rules, participants who advance to the battle will take away their bows and arrows.

In other words, the combatants whose beads are taken away by him will completely lose the chance to advance.

Because without your own beads, you cannot fuse your own bow and arrow.

But the rules don't say you can't leave your bow and arrows to others.

Therefore, what Wen Yin said was not false.

However, Chen Yang still ignored Wen Yin.

Wen Yin frowned slightly, with a look of displeasure flashing in his eyes, and said: "Junior brother, you are the one who toasts yourself and does not eat the fine wine. The melee will start later, so don't blame me for being rude."

Soon, the forty-five combatants were already standing on the battlefield.

Amid the commotion, Song Shushan announced the start of the battle.

In an instant, all the forty-five combatants on the battlefield moved.

"The first person to advance is Song Chenyu."

Almost at the same time, an immortal wearing a white hat loudly announced the first person to advance.

The entire fighting atmosphere became a little weird at this moment.

The noise stopped, and the exhibitors on the battlefield also stopped their movements and all looked in the direction of Song Chenyu.

However, Song Chenyu has disappeared.

No one could see clearly what happened except the immortals who came to watch the battle.

But the results have proved that Song Chenyu's strength has indeed reached the ultimate level of the Ninth Level Star Lord as legendary.

Even Wen Yin, one of the new disciples, may not be able to reach it.

"My beads were stolen."

"Mine was blown!"

At this time, several exclamations rang out, coming from the four people who had taken the beads away from Song Chenyu and hit them.

They were all ready for a big fight, but before they knew it, the new battle was over.

"How is it possible? How did Song Chenyu do it?"

Wen Yin took a breath. He originally wanted to shine in this new battle, but was shocked by Song Chenyu's performance.

"Senior brother, thank you very much."

Suddenly, a voice sounded from behind Wen Yin.

Someone was approaching, but he didn't notice it.

Wen Yin was startled, and immediately turned around and hit Chen Yang with his palm, which was numbered "Thirteen". Chen Yang was shattered by his palm.

"phantom!"

Wen Yin reacted and immediately expanded the scope of his consciousness to look for traces of Chen Yang.

Rather than snatching beads, protecting your own beads is the first priority.

After all, losing beads may not mean immediate elimination, but it means failure to advance.

"Chen Yang, advance!"

But before Wen Yin could find Chen Yang, the referee had announced that Chen Yang had advanced.

At this time, the whole place was boiling.

"So fast. Who is this boy named Chen Yang? He is faster than Junior Brother Wen Yin."

"I remember him. He participated in the foreign recruitment with me and came in through the back door. Later, he seemed to have joined Kuzhuyuan."

"Fart, how can such a strong person use the back door?"

"Something's wrong. It seems that Chen Yang took away Junior Brother Wen Yin's beads, and Junior Brother Wen Yin was eliminated."

…

At this time, everyone realized that Wen Yin had been eliminated, and the scene became even more noisy.

Wen Yin stood there dumbfounded, his whole body dumbfounded.

The so-called flexing their muscles has turned into this.

Moreover, there is absolutely no chance to obtain the Taoist foundation of Emperor Wushi.

Hateful, really hateful.

"The eliminated disciples are not allowed to stay and leave the battlefield immediately."

The referee wearing a hat said loudly.

Wen Yin suppressed his anger and left with his head lowered. He happened to see Chen Yang walking past the boundary of the battlefield. Flames burst out in his eyes and he said angrily: "Chen Yang, I remember you."

Chen Yang was too lazy to pay attention to Wen Yin, who couldn't afford to lose, and walked straight to Ku Zhuyuan's box.

Looking at his back, Wen Yin felt that he had been insulted and secretly vowed to regain his place no matter what.

…

"Junior Brother Chen."

Suddenly, Chen Yang's voice sounded slightly childish.

He looked back and saw that Song Chenyu, who was the first to advance, was chasing after him, and asked doubtfully: "Senior Sister Song, do you have something to do with me?"

"Transfer it to your master."

Song Chenyu smiled, handed Chen Yang a spiritual certificate, then waved his hand and turned to leave: "See you on the battlefield."

Looking at Song Chenyu's bouncing back, Chen Yang was a little confused.

He lowered his head and glanced at the spiritual certificate in his hand, and said to himself: "Nine times out of ten, Song Shushan gave it to Xia Lan."

Without thinking much, he returned to the box.

In addition to the four people from Kuzhuyuan, there was also a thin old man with white hair in the box.

The old man stood in front of the box, glared at Xia Lan who was sitting there, and said coldly: "Junior Sister Xia, did you do this on purpose? Do you want to embarrass me, Ku Xiayuan?"

Xia Lan said coldly: "Xu Yinghuan, as a master, can't you afford to lose? If you can't afford to lose, why did you ask Wen Yin to join the battle? If you let him stay in Kuxiayuan, he won't lose. "

Xu Yinghuan's forehead pulsed with veins and said: "There are so many people, but your disciple snatched Wen Yin's beads, which is clearly aimed at him. With Wen Yin's ability, he had a chance to compete for the Taoist foundation of Emperor Wu Shi. Now it's good, everything has come true. It’s all in vain.”

Xia Lan said: "Let him fail in advance to avoid unnecessary illusions. My disciple has done a good job."

Xu Yinghuan gritted his teeth angrily, while Huang Huatian and Su Wuxue behind Xia Lan both lowered their heads and suppressed laughter.

"I won't just let this matter go."

Xu Yinghuan flicked his sleeves and robe, turned around and left. When he passed by Chen Yang, he snorted coldly, which seemed to be a warning.

"Hahaha……"

At this moment, Huang Huatian and Su Wuxue finally couldn't help laughing.

Xia Lan said angrily: "As a junior, do you still have the dignity to laugh at my uncle?"

Huang Huatian and Su Wuxue quickly stopped laughing and lowered their heads, looking embarrassed.

Xia Lan reprimanded: "Although Senior Brother Xu is petty, he is a decent man. Don't misunderstand him. Our Kuhai Sect is united as one, and we must not really hurt the harmony."

This means that it was not Xia Lan who was teasing Xu Yinghuan just now.

"Yes, master."

Su Wuxue and Huang Huatian responded obediently.

Xia Lan looked up at Chen Yang, with a smile on her face, and said: "Chen Yang, you really did not disappoint me. Although the promotion is a little slower than Song Chenyu, you are already amazing enough."

"Thank you for the compliment, Master."

According to Xia Lan, Chen Yang had to call him master outside.

Xia Lan continued: "Remember, if you meet Song Chenyu, beat her hard."