Yang Bo glanced at Yan Ruyu, a little strange, but he didn't care, and then asked: "What are the gloves he is wearing made of, and why are they so strong?"

Yue Junyao frowned, "I didn't notice it either, but his gloves are indeed strong."

Yang Bo nodded. He just asked casually and didn't pay too much attention to it. The fight just now consumed a lot of his physical strength, especially when the physical strength exploded, it consumed even more.

Yue Junyao and Yan Ruyu were sitting next to him. People looked over here from time to time. Yang Bo hesitated slightly and said to the two of them: "You just go back first. I'll stay here alone. It'll be fine."

Yue Junyao shook his head, "You can't guarantee your safety as you are now. We are here, so you might as well have someone to take care of you."

"It's really not necessary." Yang Bo said.

Yue Junyao stood there without speaking.

Yan Ruyu didn't speak. She stared at the stage and watched the fighting on the stage. For her, there was nothing to do when she went back. She might as well stay and watch more.

When Yang Bo saw that he couldn't persuade them to leave, he didn't say much. He stared at the battle on the ring and watched it carefully.

Thirty games are a lot, but they are divided into five arenas, and each arena only has six games. Even if some fights last for a long time, there are always some fights that can end quickly, so there is no need to wait too long.

One after another, the arena began to clear.

Yang Bo couldn't help but frown. The previous fight had consumed a lot of energy, and he hadn't fully recovered yet. The scene was going so fast, which made him a little worried.

Soon, the last game of the second round came to an end. The two contestants were indifferent and almost collapsed on the ring from exhaustion.

As the main person in charge of the low-level group, Monk Faxuan looked at the two people who collapsed on the ground and said: "Only one of you two can advance, but I feel that no matter who you choose to advance at this time, it will be more important to you

, it’s all meaningless.”

"Master Faxuan, I am willing to give up my place to him." Someone suddenly said loudly.

Everyone was shocked. They looked towards the man and saw him slumped on the ground, sweating profusely, but his face was very firm at this time.

Monk Faxuan took a look and nodded, "Since you intend to be humble, then No. 8 Peng Kangyun wins and enters the next round."

Monk Faxuan announced the results of the competition. Almost everyone looked up and stared at Peng Kangyun with fierce expressions on their faces!

Obviously, everyone regarded Peng Kangyun as a soft persimmon. The person who was regarded as a soft persimmon before was Yang Bo, but he defeated his opponent in one fell swoop, and it looked like he didn't expend too much effort. Everyone was thinking, now

If a softer persimmon appears, everyone will naturally stare at it.

The data on the scene was quickly compiled, and the balls with different numbers were put back into the box. Yang Bo stared at the box without saying much.

At this time, he suddenly felt someone pulling him. Yang Bo turned around and saw Zhou Yunshang standing next to him, "What's wrong?"

Zhou Yunshang glanced at the stage and said, "If, I mean if, we face each other, I will admit defeat directly."

Yang Bo was stunned for a moment, "Why?"

"For no reason, even if I advance, I'm afraid I won't be able to win the final championship. I'm very optimistic about you, but you are not in the right state today. You can definitely do it if you take a little rest." Zhou Yunshang said.

Yang Bo was a little moved and nodded, "Thank you very much."

Zhou Yunshang smiled and said: "I just said it was possible. If you can't meet it, just pretend I didn't say it."

Yang Bo nodded and was about to say thank you when he heard Monk Faxuan on the stage say: "No. 98 Yang Bo versus No. 56 Qin Yue!"

Yang Bo was stunned for a moment, looked up and saw Butcher Qin looking in his direction. Butcher Qin had a smile on his face, but this smile looked very sinister. He grinned at Yang Bo with a bright smile on his face.

the teeth of.

"Brother Dabo, don't fight hard later, don't be afraid even if you lose." Yue Junyao comforted.

Yan Ruyu hesitated slightly and said: "Qin Yue is afraid of fire. I have a fire talisman here, just take it!"

Yang Bo turned around and looked at Yan Ruyu, and couldn't help but shake his head, "No, a fire talisman probably won't do much for him, so I'd better keep it!"

Yan Ruyu handed him the fire talisman, and Yang Bo took it without hesitation, "Don't worry."

After saying that, Yang Bo turned around and looked at Zhou Yunshang. Seeing a little embarrassment on her pretty face, he smiled and said, "Thank you very much! You should also prepare early. I hope we will see you in the finals!"

"Okay!" Zhou Yunshang responded.

While Monk Faxuan was drawing lots, the other side was directly engaged in the ring competition. Butcher Qin was already standing on the ring waiting for Yang Bo. Yang Bo looked up and walked over slowly.

In the past, many people had objections to Yang Bo, thinking that he was totally cheating on him by doing this. But now, no one dares to gossip. He can defeat another master of the same level with one sword even when he is injured.

, Yang Bo has proven his strength!

Butcher Qin stood on the stage. He stared at Yang Bo and couldn't help but frown.

Butcher Qin’s real name is Qin Yue. This is not the first time he has dealt with Yang Bo. The last time they met was in the southwest. During that meeting, Yang Bo seriously injured him, which made him very annoyed. You must know that at that time, Yang Bo was just the igniter.

The aura actually hurt him and made him run away!

However, Butcher Qin at least knew one thing in advance. Yang Bo had a trump card, and he needed to be prepared for Yang Bo's most powerful move!

Yang Bo moved slowly, but the distance was not far away. Soon, he stepped onto the ring. The person hosting the thunder was Mr. Zheng.

When Mr. Zheng saw both of them on stage, he said a few polite words and announced the start.

The two of them raised their hands to each other as a greeting, and Yang Bo drew his sword.

Qin Yue stared at Yang Bo, "Fellow Daoist Yang, long time no see. I have been looking forward to this game for a long time!"

Yang Bo glanced at Qin Yue and said, "I have been looking forward to meeting fellow Taoist Qin for a long time!"

Qin Yue laughed, "If that's the case, then we don't have to waste time!"

After that, Qin Yue rushed over directly. Qin Yue was wearing gloves, but this time, he seemed to have extra gloves on his hands. Yang Bo slashed at him with his sword, but Qin Yue dodged it and hit him with a fist.

On the sword!

The fist and the sword collided, making a crisp sound of metal collision.

Yang Bo took two steps back slightly, his arms a little numb. Qin Yue had surpassed him in cultivation before, and he was still better than him now, at least at the peak of the early stage of Qi Refining Realm!
Chapter completed!