Chapter 2521: Match 2

Everyone in the audience was also attentive at this moment, staring at each arena.
The spiritual energy energies of the five arenas are constantly colliding, but the situation in some of them is a little weird.
In the first ring, the battle is fierce, and Pope Mo’s people obviously don’t speak much, but only speak with actions.
Almost all thirty players have a common feature, that is, their shots are simple and neat, which can basically be described as fast, accurate, and ruthless.
The epic eyes flashed the solemn color, "It seems that what we should worry most is not the Spirit Sect, but Pope Mo..."
Yuqing didn't know when he came, and sat beside him, agreeing: "At least Lingzong will still leave a bottom line when he makes a move, Pope Mo? I hope that those disciples have not been abolished."
Hearing the words of this sigh, Epic's expression became even heavier.
Yue Li and Yun Haochen hadn't done anything yet, none of the Meteor Sect members came forward to provoke them, and Long Xianxing seemed to avoid them intentionally.
She Xiaokui is like a soy sauce character at the moment, dodges and seems to be very dangerous, every time she is almost attacked by the opponent, but is avoided.
This made Pope Mo's people or the disciples of Lingzong who shot her can't help but wonder.
Yue Li captured all this in his eyes, and said with a smile: "Her cultivation base is at least above the king level."
"Perhaps it could be higher." Yun Haochen continued.
Yue Li raised her eyebrows lightly, "I look forward to what will happen later, perhaps even more amazing."
Hearing what she said, Yun Haochen immediately looked at her, "It seems that there is a good show to watch?"
"Well, wait!" Yue Li said with a light smile, her eyes suddenly moved, and she raised her hand and waved, and waved a spirit power at a rushing Pope Mo disciple, and the opponent was pushed out of the ring. .
That person fell out of the ring, and looked at Yue Li in disbelief, how easily the other party pushed her out?
Look at yourself again, there is no injury at all?
However, his thoughts just came out, his chest suddenly ache, and a surge in his throat.
"Puff..." He stared at Yue Li in a daze, and then fell to the ground.
Yueli retracted her sight, and did not look again.
"Wow? It's so serious? Can you vomit blood if you push it down gently?" In the second row of the auditorium, a young man dressed in a gray robe, with a round face, fair and delicate skin like a woman's skin. If it weren't for the two obvious mustaches on both sides of Renzhong's point and the rolling apple, if you really thought it was a woman pretending to be, her eyes were widening at this moment.
He seemed to be his entourage next to him, and the man hurriedly pulled his sleeves, "Hush! Son, don't speak so loudly. It would be bad if you were seen by the master."
Pei Sanyuan suddenly realized something, and looked around subconsciously. Fortunately, he was paying attention to the situation of the person at the No. 1 ring at the moment. Without paying attention to him, he suddenly breathed a sigh of relief: "It's okay, it's okay."
The follower sighed helplessly, and did not dare to say anything.
On the edge of the competition field, the doctor in charge of basic treatment has already come to Pope Mo's person. There are also two stretchers on the side.
The supervising elder immediately asked: "What happened?"
Some people in the surrounding sects are also paying attention at the same time, and some people's mind at this moment is that if the person of Pope Mo dies, Li Yue can be directly out of the game.
Immediately muttered silently in my heart: Good to die! Good to die!