C99 (2/2)

If that was the case, then Elder Rong's side would lose this little seedling.

All of the elders thought of this and could not help but turn their heads to look at the silent red-haired Yi.

”Don't look at this old man with such sympathetic eyes. The match is not over yet!” Rong Yi said expressionlessly.

At this moment, Rong Yi was in a terrible mood. No, it should be said that ever since Ling Yan had gone against Pan Xing, his mood had instantly turned sour.

There were only about twenty people left in arena number four. If Ling Yan was facing other martial practitioners in this match, then even if he met Pan Xing next time and lost, he would still be able to enter the top one hundred places of the Crimson Nimbus Martial School.

And now, just before the door was about to open, he made a move. Damn it!

Rong Yi's hands subconsciously tightened. His eyes darkened, and his expression turned cold. A faintly discernable tyrannical aura was emitted from his body unsteadily, as if he was on the verge of erupting.

When the domineering old man saw this scene, he sneered. However, he did not let this matter get the better of him. In his heart, he was quite satisfied. If he did not take into consideration his status as an elder, he would have laughed out loud.

Didn't you feel very proud just now? But now, you should be regretting to death, haha.

For a moment, even Pan Xing had been overshadowed by Ling Yan, who had been highly regarded by Elder Rong Yi. But now, with the end of his good fortune, he had met Pan Xing and been directly eliminated!

The blade-wielding tyrannical elder had a smile on his face, his mood instantly becoming joyous.