The game continues.

As expected, Dongfang Jian, Xuan Yingyi and Xiao Lingyu were defeated one after another.

As the competition continued, Fang Yao gradually showed signs of fatigue.

Under the expectant gazes of all the disciples of Feisheng Sect.

Fang Yao let out a low roar and jumped onto the second stage.

Standing on the stage was none other than Tan Xun, the chief of the Punishment Hall, who made all the disciples of Shengyang College shudder with fear.

This time, Fang Yao did not rush to take action.

He did not try to hide his fatigue, and even showed it on purpose.

Qin Xun held the law enforcement whip in his hand with a stern expression.

Fang Yao stared at Qin Xun intently, secretly gathering strength in his palms.

Yesterday, he learned from Jing Cong the names, cultivation levels, skills they were good at, and magical instruments used of the ten disciples from Shengyang College who were participating in the competition today.

After comprehensive judgment, it was concluded that among the ten contestants, the most powerful one was the Chief of the Punishment Hall, Qin Xun.

The reason why I fought with him in the end was not because I underestimated the enemy.

On the contrary, it is precisely because of the importance I attach that I choose to take action at the last moment.

Fang Yao knew very well how difficult Qin Xun was, so he decided to go all out from the beginning.

Qin Xun narrowed his eyes, tightened the whip in his hand, and said coldly: "Please teach me."

As soon as he finished speaking, the long whip shot out like a swimming dragon, and struck directly at Fang Yao's Dantian.

Fang Yao bent down and leaned back, his back pressed against the ground, barely avoiding Qin Xun's attack.

The long whip swept across Qin Xun's face, leaving a winding whip mark deep enough to see the bone.

Fang Yao raised his hand to wipe the blood off his face, anger rising in his heart.

There was murderous intent in his eyes.

Under the stage.

Gu Ziqing clenched his fists and asked, "Brother Ye, this time, we must have won, right?"

Ye Changsheng glanced at Gu Ziqing indifferently and thought to himself, "It's really hard to say."

In the original plot, the one fighting against Fang Yao was Xiao Xingchen. At the last moment, the protagonist's halo took effect and knocked Fang Yao off the stage.

Now, Xiao Xingchen did not play because of yesterday's defeat, and Fang Yao's last opponent became Qin Xun, who did not appear in the original plot. It is still unknown whether he will succeed or not.

On the stage.

Both parties come and go, and no one can do anything to the other.

Although Fang Yao was somewhat exhausted, his fighting skills were not bad and his cultivation was also higher than that of Qin Xun.

The fact that Qin Xun was able to hold his own in the battle was already an exceptional performance.

Suddenly, Qin Xun swung his whip and hit Fang Yao hard, knocking him dozens of meters away.

Fang Yao was about to fall off the stage.

The disciples of Shengyang College had no time to cheer.

Fang Yao, who had fallen off the stage, reacted quickly, formed his left hand into a claw and grabbed the edge of the stage.

He used the force to leap onto the stage.

At the same time, he took out two explosive array plates with his right hand, one in front and one behind, one bright and one dark, and threw them towards Qin Xun.

Qin Xun waved the long whip in his hand, grabbed the explosive array flying from the front, and threw it aside.

Then, he dodged sideways to avoid another explosive array that was rushing towards his back.

Boom boom boom——

Two loud explosions sounded above the stage.

In an instant, smoke and dust were everywhere.

After the smoke and dust cleared, all that was left was Qin Xun's dark red law enforcement robe, which was covered in holes.

There were wounds all over his body and face.

The hair crown was shattered, and the long hair that was neatly tied up was scattered messily behind her.

The imagined scene of kicking Qin Xun out of the arena did not occur.

Fang Yao couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

Just this moment.

The dark long whip whistled over like a dragon and hit Fang Yao's left hand directly.

Fang Yao instinctively let go of his hands and fell to the ground.

After he came to his senses, he was so angry that he vomited a mouthful of blood.

Su Feixia and Jing Cong flew down, fed a healing pill into Fang Yao's mouth, and helped him up.

On the stage.

Qin Xun's cold gaze fell on Fang Yao, his eyes dark and unclear.

There were cheers from the waiting stand.

Because of this thrilling fight.

The disciples in Shengyang College's fear of Qin Xun turned into admiration and awe.

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