"You wait!" Realizing that she was actually frightened by the look of "Zi Jiuye", Lan Yingxiao looked at it and gritted her teeth fiercely. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The referee ignored her words at this point, and the results were obvious.

"Well, I'm here!" Jiuxi blinked her purple eyes.

The ignorant little appearance is full of provocation in Lan Yingxiao's eyes.

Jiuxi calmly picked up a sign and ignored the discussion in the audience.

"Zi Jiuxi, No. 67!" with the referee's report.

Zi Tianjie threw the drawn lot to the host at will, and took Jiuxi off the competition platform.

"Purple Nine Nights, No. 6!" The host was a little trembling in the face of Zi's overwhelming momentum.

The audience under the stands was a little gloating, and their biggest wish was probably to watch Jiuxi go out!

"Who's No. 67! Who is No. 17?"

"No matter who the seventeenth is, if he can break into the semi-finals, his strength will definitely not be something that Zi Jiuxi, a rookie who doesn't even know how to be a martial artist, can deal with. ”

"Yes, yes, it's all in the semi-finals, and there shouldn't be anyone who has a brain show to admit defeat directly!"

"Who knows! She is the little princess of the Zi family, who knows if anyone deliberately admits defeat in order to please the Zi family. ”

"Hey, I hope I won't be bribed like last time, and I'll automatically admit defeat!"

"I don't know, my wife is betting on ......."

"Haha! I heard that the lowest strength is the cultivation of the Yellow Order Great Martial Master and the Great Spirit Master, if she can still win if she is not a martial artist, it must be shady!"

"Haha! That's good, that's good!" said before that all the local people in the family were charged, obviously relieved.

Jiuxi's hearing was beyond ordinary people, so she listened to the nearby discussions word for word, and pouted helplessly.

It is also a technical job to recruit people, and it is not easy to almost become a public enemy.

Compared with the previous games, the semi-finals are obviously much more exciting and have a lot more highlights.

In order to save time, the time limit for each game is limited, and if a stick of incense cannot be solved, all of them will be automatically eliminated and wait for the final repechage match.

But the number of places in the repechage match is pitiful, and there is basically no hope, just to block the mouth of Youyou.

Purple Tilt was the sixth, and it was soon time for him to play.

At this time, Zi Dump was already at the peak of the Spirit King's strength, which was enough to crush the audience, and there was no suspense in the ending.

His opponent is Wen Moran, the second son of the Wen family, Wen Moran's strength is very good, and he is the most outstanding heir of the Wen family.

But he met Purple Dump, and he was destined to go to the repechage match.

Purple Tilt stood in the center of the competition platform, not making much of a move.

It's just that when Wen Moran's attack came, he waved his hand and a fireball hit him head-on.

The palm-sized fireball swelled in an instant, and the heat wave brought by it directly overturned Wen Moran into the audience.

His strength is already at the intermediate level of the Great Spirit Master, but in just one round, he is already out.

Zi Tianjie turned around silently, glanced at the referee lightly, and behaved with a natural momentum and bewitching demeanor, attracting thousands of girls all the time.

glanced at the referee who had already reported the result, and left suddenly, the smile on the corner of his mouth was extra playful.

The silver mandala mask could not hide his evil spirit, but it added a bit of mystery to him, and it was the most moving.

At a glance, he saw a familiar person......

[Good night!But the nest is still writing~(づ ̄3 ̄)づ╭?~ Good, you go to sleep first!]