Chapter 1239: Semifinals (1/2)
”Well ...”
An extremely violent force shock wave such as the flash flood and tsunami that erupted instantly, Wen Taoquan (body shēn) fell to the ground with blood, many blood vessels burst, and all the internal organs were severely damaged ...
Everyone in the room was astonished.
One by one was trembling and his back was cold.
While trembling with Pei Yi's viciousness, everyone was even more horrified by the terrorist strength of the other party.
Wen Tao, sixth in the Tianwu list!
Even the other party can't catch a trick.
Shocked!
And terrible!
Xiao Se's cold wind howled past, and Pei Yue stood proudly on the platform, like a magnificent fierce dragon and tiger, exuding a unique and aloof domineering.
The whole town of Shizhen seemed to announce his dominance.
...
”This guy?” Wang Li's eyes sank, his eyes filled with coldness.
Qiu Xingyi on Xing Qingfeng's observation platform was also a **** (qingqíng), and he shook his head gently.
...
”It's too hard!” Zhao Qingcai bit his teeth lightly, but he couldn't bear it.
In yesterday's quarterfinals promotion, Wen Tao had stayed with her men, so she still supported the other side.
Although he knew that it was impossible to win Pei Yan, he did not expect the latter to play such a heavy hand.
Ye Yao, Long Xuanshuang, Zhao Qingyi, etc. also frowned, with some dignity.
Wu Yan, holding his walking stick in his hands, seemed to see his former self, his eyes flashing weakly.
Immediately, he glanced at the Chu mark next to (身 shēn).
Of course, Chu marks stared coldly at the countertop, and his deep eyes had an elusive meaning.
...
”Winner, Pei Yue from Xiqiongfengyuan!”
Elder Liu hurriedly announced the result of the game.
And quickly signaled the two medical elders to check Wen Tao's condition.
...
At the same time, the West Qiongfeng Yuan directly erupted into a trembling cheering sound.
”Congratulations to Pei Min for entering the semifinals!”
”Brother Pei Ye is the best!”
”Brother Pei Ye will win!”
...
However, in comparison, there is a dead silence over Nanling Peak.
From the master of the peak courtyard to the ordinary disciples.
All (yin) have a calm face.
”It's so outrageous that Brother Tao was so hurt.”
”Hum, don't be so energetic. When you meet Brother Wang Li, how long can you be happy?”
...
Looking at Wen Tao who was carried down, Nan Lingfeng's host Ning Qiushui frowned slightly. ”This son is very fierce, and his temper is really heavy ...”
Naturally, she said this to Situ Song.
The latter replied in disapproval, ”Oh, young people! Why a little blood (sex xìng) is not too much, not to mention, non-toxic, not a husband, a big deal, why stick to this point?”
Ning Qiushui was a little angry, but he was helpless.
...
Battle for the Final Four!
The third one ended in an instant.
The people gradually calmed down and began to move their eyes to the last two names on the golden light curtain over Xing Qingfeng.
”Just one game left!”
”I wonder if Brother Xiao Meng is here?”
”It's weird. It's all this time. Where did Brother Xiao Meng go?”
...
Many controversies continued on the court.
Everyone is confused.
Of course, except Chu marks.
...
”Next is the first battle that was ranked last!”
Elder Liu couldn't continue to procrastinate. While talking, he searched for Xiao Meng's (body shēn) shadow in the crowd.
”call out……”
At the same time, a rushed (body shēn) shadow came over from the direction of the west dome courtyard.
The eyes of the crowd brightened, and it was this man who had just been sent to inform the disciples who were looking for Xiao Meng.
”Brother Qi is back!”
”How can he be alone?”
...
The young disciple named Qi (body shēn) flashed on the observation platform of Xing Qingfeng.
”What about people?” Elder Liu asked.
Young disciples (Yu) want to whisper in their ears.
But Elder Liu waved his hands and groaned in a deep voice, saying, ”Master Zong and the eight principals are here. Is there anything else that needs to be sneaky? Frankly ...
The young disciple turned pale, and gave the aristocratic glance on the highest stage with awe.
”The disciples **** it, and I ask the Lord Lord to forgive me!”
Dongfang Hengzhi raised his hand slightly, ”Anyway!”
The disciple calmed down a bit, and then solemnly replied, ”Xiao Meng can't participate!”
”Wow ...”
As soon as this statement came out, the scene was noisy.
Can't compete?
What is the situation?
Everyone looked at each other with doubts in their hearts.
...
On the contrary, Ye Yao, Zhao Qingyi, Wu Mian, and others were in front of each other. In this way, Chu Hen could be directly promoted.