He looked a little familiar. After thinking about it carefully, Su Yu found an impression of this person in his mind.
Wasn't he the great wizard who helped the Saint Lady excavate the remains of the Ice and Fire Divine Warrior?
He and the Saint Lady had seen Su Yu fight against the World Annihilation Dragon and knew how powerful Su Yu was.
However, he gave up so easily. Su Yu was stunned and could not help but sweat. Wasn't this cheating method a little too obvious?
Sure enough, the audience was immediately dissatisfied.
"Humph! Isn't the Saint Lady Temple's method too dirty? In order to push Su Yu to the throne of nine consecutive victories, aren't they afraid of causing public outrage by doing this? "
"Yes! I thought that the Saint Lady Temple was open and aboveboard, but it turns out that this is how they behave! "
There were harsh and unpleasant voices in the crowd, making it difficult to pinpoint the source.
The Temple Master's old eyes flashed coldly. Suddenly, he waved his sleeves, and a large amount of wizard power flew out from it, sweeping through the crowd, and directly attacking two furtive masked figures.
They were horrified and hurriedly fled out of the crowd, fleeing out of the Saint Lady Temple.
However, in front of the Temple Master, their strength was little more than ants. They were easily killed by the Temple Master, leaving two cold bodies to fall to the ground.
As the masks were smashed, the true faces of the two were revealed.
Everyone whispered to each other, understanding each other.
"Are these two guys from the Saint Temple?"
"Oh, obviously, the Saint Temple arranged for them to cause trouble in the audience, taking the opportunity to slander the Saint Lady Temple."
"But, in fact, it is not slander. The Saint Lady Temple deliberately made people admit defeat in order to protect a person with nine consecutive victories. Even we can't stand it."
The Temple Master was indifferent to the doubts. "The second round, begin."
Zhao Tianyin, Wang Qingchen, and Su Yu became the focus of attention.
The first two were unparalleled and dazzling.
Su Yu was despised for his identity as a cheater.
Ah!
Suddenly, a shrill cry that stopped abruptly tore through the sky above the arena.
Zhao Tianyin's hands were stained with blood, and a dead body lay at his feet. Blood splashed everywhere.
The audience, including the many young talents waiting to enter the ring, looked solemn.
"It has finally begun!"
"Oh, I shouldn't have been so lucky." A young man who was preparing to participate laughed at himself and clenched his fists as if he had made a decision.
"Wang Qingchen against Ceng Yi."
Ah —
There was also a scream that came to an abrupt end. At Wang Qingchen's feet, there was also a cold corpse!
His face was indifferent as he shook off the blood on his hands. It was as if killing someone was nothing out of the ordinary for him.
Another person had died!
The goal of Zhao Tianyin and Wang Qingchen was to kill all the people who had the hope of winning nine games in a row, leaving no one alive!
According to the rules of the nine rounds of competition, everyone present would fight against each other. It was only a matter of time before they met Zhao Tianyin and Wang Qingchen.
"Li Qiu Feng versus Liang Yuan."
"I forfeit!"
"I also forfeit!"
Both of them forfeited. They didn't even have the desire to compete.
They understood that even if they won this round, the outcome would still be the same if they encountered Zhao Tianyin or Wang Qingchen.
The Lord of the Holy Saint Temple sneered.
The audience couldn't help but look at the Saint Lady Temple with a trace of pity in their eyes. They began to sympathize and understand their cheating.
"Sigh! If cheating could prevent the destruction of the Saint Temple, the Saint Lady Temple would have done it a long time ago, and it wouldn't have declined to this day. "
The Mistress of the Greatest Saint Lady Temple was expressionless. "Next battle, Su Yu will defend the arena, and Zhou Yan will challenge him."
"I forfeit!" Zhou Yan said.
As the defender of the ring, Su Yu could not give up the game before the challenger stepped onto the ring.
The result was that Zhou Yan did not give Su Yu a chance to choose and left the victory to Su Yu.
This time, it was not the Saint Lady Temple who cheated. It was Zhou Yan who gave up and did not want to fight without fear.
"Su Yu, two consecutive victories!"
Su Yu was speechless. He had won another round inexplicably.
"The third round!"
"I forfeit!"
"I forfeit!"
"The fourth round!"
"I forfeit!"
"There is no need to fight again, I forfeit!"
The fifth round!
The sixth round!
The seventh round!
The eighth round!
As long as the opponent was either Zhao Tianyin or Wang Qingchen, they would immediately forfeit.
Occasionally, those who wanted to challenge the two were killed on the spot, without exception.
However, the one who attracted more attention was obviously another person, Su Yu!
Those who fought against him immediately forfeited, not even stepping onto the ring.
Most of them were cheated by the Saint Lady Temple, arranging for their own people to challenge Su Yu. There were also a few, like Zhou Yan, who voluntarily forfeited.
In short, he was like a strange flower that made people envious and jealous. He made it all the way to the eighth round, and next would be the ninth round!
Su Yu smiled bitterly. He just wanted to admit defeat and withdraw from the competition. Why was he not even given this opportunity?
Especially when he sensed Zhao Tianyin's increasingly cold and ferocious eyes.
He attracted everyone's attention, so no one noticed that in addition to Zhao Tianyin, Wang Qingchen, and Su Yu, there was also an unknown man dressed in white.
His eyes were like stars, his skin was white, and his facial features were soft and beautiful. He had a beautiful face that even women were jealous of.
Su Yu's strange way of winning overshadowed the brilliance of his step-by-step victories.
"Who is he?" Su Yu was secretly surprised. He had not noticed this person before!
At this time, only four people were left to enter the ninth round of battle. Finally, someone noticed this strange man dressed in white.
"Eh? Who is he, and when did he appear on the ring? "
"Wait! He also has eight consecutive victories? Have any of you paid attention to him? How did he achieve eight consecutive victories? "
"No!"
"Me neither! I've been watching Su Yu! "
"Me too, I've been watching Su Yu. How could I have the energy to watch others?"
The audience was talking about it, amazed.
The Lord of the Holy Saint Temple frowned slightly. He had noticed this man dressed in white, but he did not pay much attention to him.
In his impression, this man seemed to be able to defeat the enemy with a single blow.
His attention was mostly attracted by Su Yu.
After all, Su Yu was the designated husband of the Saint Lady of the Temple. If he wanted to focus on him, he would naturally ignore others.
On the contrary, deep in the eyes of the Mistress of the Greatest Saint Lady, there was a deep sense of expectation, as well as a faint sense of relief. It seemed that some purpose had been achieved.
"The ninth round of the competition begins!" the Mistress of the Greatest Saint Lady said. Her voice was firm and powerful, penetrating the dry clouds and deafening the deaf.
Everyone was shocked. The moment to decide the fate of the Saint Lady Temple had come.
If Su Yu and the man dressed in white were both killed in the ninth round, only Zhao Tianyin and Wang Qingchen would win nine consecutive victories.
If the two of them refused to be recruited by the Saint Lady, the Saint Lady's Son-in-Law Recruitment would end in failure.
The Saint Lady would lose the right to inherit the position of the Sect Leader, and the Saint Lady Temple would decline further and be trampled by the Holy Saint Temple.
"Mr. Yi versus Wang Qingchen!"
Wang Qingchen, who had been watching Su Yu, could not help but be disappointed.
What he had been looking forward to most was to compete with Su Yu in public.
Su Yu had activated the resonance of the Nine Paths Sky Splitting Yin Yang Style, which had greatly stimulated Wang Qingchen. He had always wanted to fight him face to face.
Walking into the ring, Wang Qingchen glanced at Mr. Yi casually and said, "Give up. It is not easy to win eight consecutive victories. I don't want to end a genius like you with my own hands."
A faint smile appeared on Mr. Yi's exquisite face. "Let's begin. The winner will be decided within ten moves."
His confident temperament and unusual tone surprised the audience again and again.
Su Yu rubbed his chin and thought to himself, Who is this person? Why did such a person suddenly appear in the Lost Nation?
Moreover, this Mr. Yi had a familiar aura that Su Yu could faintly sense.
Suddenly, Su Yu thought of a person. He was a little stunned and a little confused. "No way? Is there such a ridiculous thing? "
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