An hour passed, and the people on the court had not yet decided the winner. The people watching the game were all focused and stared at them. They tried desperately to remember the tactical skills of the two top ministers, their body movements changed, and their attacks. Each solid confrontation was enough for the soldiers sitting for a long time. So they didn't feel that an hour had passed and time was fast. The people next to them were happy to be idle. They won both competitions, and the remaining energy was only to watch the battle and steal the scriptures.

Yan Tong flew around in the air to block Qimen's thunder blade and retreated backwards. Suddenly, the crackling sound of cracking sounds around Yan Tong. The sound became denser and more and more urgent. Yan Tong's body retreated quickly stopped. Qimen grinned and looked at him and smiled, "Don't run?" Yan Tong's sweat fell from his forehead. For an hour, Yan Tong's first breathing was rapid. On the empty field, the air slammed, as if countless dark thunders were about to explode beside him at any time, and if one accidentally got into pieces, he would be crushed to pieces. Several blue thunder fires couldn't help but rush around Yan Tong for a few times, and then disappeared, exactly like the thunder in the sky, flashing sharply and out of reach.

"Yan Tong..." Xuanhua whispered worriedly in the game table. Modolly frowned and looked at Yan Tong.

"You are a dual-attribute psychic." Yan Tong said slowly.

"Why, you only allow Yan Tong, you are not allowed to set fire?" Qimen was so proud that he looked at Yan Tong a hundred meters away. The huge arena was full of his thunder lines. In the previous hour, he had no display at all. Yan Tong even thought that his spiritual method was a spiritual psychic. Who knew that he accidentally fell into his trap and entered the minefield. "Did that idiom say that... Is that what you are allowed to set fire? Isn't it? I am not allowed to set fire... Oh... how did it come..." Qimen muttered. Yan Tong looked at his stupid look and immediately curled his lips. Are he stupid? He fell into that person's trap and couldn't even remember the idiom.

"Only state officials are allowed to set fires, and the people are not allowed to light the lamps." Yan Tong said contemptuously.

"Hey! Yes, yes! That's it! Haha! Remember to hear it clearly!" Qimen said happily, "If you don't have some skills, how can you be my boss's left and right hand!"

"Is Qimen a fool... Lei Luo..." Kun'er lay on Lei Luo's shoulder and shouted, "Lei Beast, carry me down, I want to go over and have fun."

"No!" Lei Luo said seriously.

"Okay, Yan Tong, you'll almost admit defeat. We know each other, and I won't hurt you. I can't do anything to the Jiuxiao people." Qimen raised an eyebrow and said. Yaya sat in the game table and suddenly smiled.

"What's wrong?" Tian Kuo asked. After the Fanyin competition, Yaya was very relaxed.

"It's nothing." Ya Ya said, but the smile on her face couldn't be hidden. Tian Kuo's head turned and looked at the stadium. His face suddenly looked ugly. "Is Qimen that funny?" He said in a gloomy voice.

"Hey? How do you know I'm laughing at him?" Yaya looked at Tiankuo in surprise, "But he is really interesting." As he said that, Yaya was happy again, "And, she looks pretty..." she muttered to herself. In fact, it's not just Yaya. After Qimen followed Lei to the Military and Political Department to stay in the military and political department for a few days, many girls from the Lingshu Department were talking about it. The Minister of the Military and Political Department of Xifan was so handsome. Just like their famous saying, the people of Xifan are not only as beautiful as water, but also as beautiful as morning dew, but the boy is also as handsome as a girl. Tiankuo was shocked when he saw Yaya so angry and stopped talking.

"Abstain from defeat...hum! Do you have that ability?" Yan Tong said loudly.

Qimen's originally proud face turned back instantly, "Oh? If you don't agree, then I'll beat you to convince you!" Qimen said without being arrogant or impatient, and his rare calmness was not as young as he appeared.

He clenched his fists and exerted force in front of him. A powerful thunder spirit power penetrated through his body. The entire field seemed to be immersed in a vast blue lightning. The thunder net was inserted into it, making a sound, and Yan Tong was trapped in it.

"Give you another chance! Yan Tong! Do you admit defeat!" Qimen said boldly.

"Look at your life first!" Yan Tong shouted loudly, and his spiritual power surged. Qimen felt a little hard. Even if he trapped Yan Tong at this time, with Yan Tong's ability, it would be a must to hurt him! He must not take it lightly!

The power of thunder burst out instantly with the thunder net that had been inserted thousands of times, as if a ball of lightning fell into the arena, reflecting the blue light flashing, unable to open his eyes. Suddenly, a ball of fire jumped out, and then Yan Tong shouted loudly! Ha! The flames rose from the sky and went through the thunder line. In an instant, countless blue thunder lines were lit by Yan Tong's flames. A thunder net on the field had turned into a fire net, and the faces of the raging fire were red. However, at this time, Qimen's thunder power had penetrated the thunder net and reached Yan Tong. Yan Tong's body hurt, and his defense was penetrated by the thunder power, and half of his body was numb. Yan Tong's fist was clanging, and the spiritual power suddenly released! A loud bang sound, the entanglement of the thunder line and the tongue of fire caused the entire field to explode, and the red and blue intertwined, shaking the earth three times!

"Uh!" There was a muffled pain, and bang! Qimen flew out and hit the wall of the viewing platform. A deep pit was chiseled out of the ten-meter-high wall, and Qimen was embedded inside.

"It's broken!" Yan Tong was shocked and wanted to rush forward, but his feet numb and he fell to the ground.

The people from the Dongling Lingshu Division had already rushed up, and the Lingshu of the Xifan Military and Political Department also rushed over, and the column captain of Qimen was swarming: "Minister! Minister!"

"Hurry up! Pull the person out first! Stop shouting!" Su Li said loudly.

"Do not go away! You don't need to pretend to be kind!" Shuhe shouted. He was the captain of the first column of Qimen, a strong man with small eyes, a fat face, and two very deep dimples. No matter how you look at it, it's not scary.

"Minister! Minister! Are you okay? Minister!" Shuhe roared, tears almost came out, and he pulled Qimen's arm hard and pulled it out. Puff! Qimen was pulled out from a two-meter hole.

"Oh..." Qimen sat on the ground, spitting smoke rings in his mouth, his eyes were blackened, and his clothes on his shoulders were also burned. Seeing Qimen in such a mess, Shuhe suddenly pounced on him and cried bitterly, "Minister!" Unexpectedly, Shuhe pounced on him and threw himself into nothing. When he looked up again, Qimen was no longer in the audience.

"You have something wrong! You are so serious! You want to kill me! You are planning, planning, and killing you!" Qimen stood on the ring, roared at Yan Tong sitting on the ground with anger.

"No, no, no, no, no, no, sorry!" Yan Tong stumbled, his tongue was also numbed, and he was speechless.
Chapter completed!