Many top geniuses were here for the Interstellar Tournament.
However, in Jun Changxiao's view, the most threatening person to his disciple was none other than the disheveled man named Ling Li.
The reason was simple.
This was a wolf that had survived a cruel environment.
Especially when he killed the blackmailer with one punch yesterday, his eyes were filled with killing intent and brutality.
"Ta."
Ling Li walked onto the stage.
At this moment, no matter how one looked at him, he gave off a very ordinary feeling. The more ordinary it was, the more Jun Changxiao was worried.
"Kid."
Gu Tianxing said solemnly, "Be mentally prepared."
Although Li Tiantian had defeated Chu Wange in the qualifiers and proved himself, his opponent this time was the foster son of the Celestial Devil Emperor.
Unless … his opponent was Li Qingyang or Ye Xingchen.
"Sorry for the trouble."
He Wudi frowned.
Li Tiantian seemed to realize that his opponent was a bit strong, and his originally nervous mood calmed down.
"Tianxing."
Jun Changxiao said telepathically, "If you can't beat him, you can surrender."
"…"
Li Tiantian wanted to cry.
The Patriarch had lost hope in him before the match even started!
It wasn't that Jun Changxiao didn't have hope, but he didn't want his disciple to be hurt because this Ling Li was a wolf in sheep's clothing. Who knew if he would suddenly become violent.
It was just a match.
If he lost, there were other disciples.
There was no need to fight a wolf head-on.
However …
Li Tiantian didn't think so.
Since he was representing the Sect of All Times, even if he lost, he would lose with dignity.
Surrender?
No way!
Swish!
Li Tiantian straightened his body and said, "Sect of All Times disciple, Li Tiantian, please enlighten me!"
"This guy is really going to fight head-on?"
Jun Changxiao originally wanted to continue to dissuade him, but he immediately dismissed the idea after feeling the unyielding momentum.
This was his disciple's decision. How could he interfere?
"Junior Brother!"
Su Xiaomo cheered for Li Tiantian in his heart, "You can do it!"
Ling Li did not speak from the beginning to the end. There was no emotion in his eyes. He stood there like a wooden stake.
"Battle, begin!"
Swish — — —
Just as the referee shouted, Ling Li suddenly appeared in front of Gu Tianxing. His right hand gathered a powerful energy that pierced through the air and blasted towards Li Tianxing. His speed was so fast that it shocked Gu Tianxing.
"Not good!"
Jun Changxiao frowned.
Boom — — —
All of a sudden, the sound of an explosion rang out in the arena, bringing with it surging waves of air.
Buzz! Buzz! "
Ripples visible to the naked eye spread out layer by layer.
"F * ck!"
"Such a big commotion?"
The audience was dumbfounded.
He Wudi's performance just now was already very fierce, but compared to his fierce attack, there was still a big gap.
From this, it could be seen that he had to win the competition.
"Hu!"
On the arena, the air waves were gradually blown away by the wind.
Li Tiantian stood at the edge, one hand clutching his chest, a pained expression on his face.
"He didn't fall?"
Ling Li was a little surprised.
Li Tiantian rubbed his chest, took a few steps forward, and said, "I'm not that weak."
"Is that so?"
A smile appeared on the corner of Ling Li's mouth.
Jun Changxiao's frown deepened.
At that moment, he seemed to see this guy slowly taking off his sheepskin, planning to transform into a brutal wolf.
Swish!
Suddenly, Ling Li disappeared.
When Jun Changxiao's mind followed, the other party appeared in front of Li Tiantian again and attacked his waist with his elbow.
Fast, ruthless, and accurate!
Boom — — —
Li Tiantian could not keep up with the other party's speed at all. He was hit again and staggered backward.
Swish!
Ling Li suddenly attacked his face again.
Boom! Boom!
In an instant, dense fingerprints exploded on the arena. Because Li Tiantian was in an unbalanced state, he could not dodge in time and could only be hit while retreating.
"Junior brother!"
Su Xiaomo clenched his fists.
Ye Xingchen sat down and clasped his hands together. Anger gradually gathered in his eyes.
He could see that Ling Li was deliberately chasing after Li Tiantian, and the angle of attack was relatively outside. He did not intend to blast Li Tiantian out of the arena. It was a game of cat and mouse.
Boom — — —
Thump, thump, thump!
After a series of crazy attacks, Li Tiantian retreated dozens of steps. When he stabilized his body with difficulty, he could not suppress the restless blood and suddenly vomited.
"Kid."
Gu Tianxing said, "Let him forfeit."
It was obvious who was stronger and who was weaker. The other party seemed to be deliberately playing with him. The wise choice was to jump off the arena.
"God has his own choice," Jun Changxiao said seriously.
He also hoped that Li Tiantian would forfeit, but in such a big arena, with so many people watching, that guy would not admit defeat so easily.
"Strong."
Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, Li Tiantian grinned.
The observant audience noticed that although this guy was being chased and attacked from the beginning, his knees did not bend.
"You can admit defeat and jump off the stage," Ling Li said.
His words were flat and emotionless, but it gave people a feeling of arrogance.
The anger in Ye Xingchen's eyes intensified.
Kid.
Don't meet me!
If Ling Li had beaten up someone else, no matter how arrogant he was, Ye Xingchen would not have cared. However, the one who was beaten up was a fellow disciple of the same sect. This was something that he could not tolerate.
"I will only lose. I will not admit defeat."
Li Tiantian took a deep breath and suppressed the pain in his body. He raised his head and puffed out his chest again.
At that moment.
His unyielding aura infected the audience.
"Alright."
Ling Li said, "As you wish."
"Boom boom boom!"
"Boom boom boom!"
Because Li Tiantian was unable to catch his opponent's movements, he was beaten up the entire time. One moment, he was beaten from left to right, and the next moment, he was sent flying from bottom to top.
This was the first time a disciple of the Sect of All Times had been crushed so miserably.
"…"
Li Qingyang, Su Xiaomo, and the others could only watch helplessly from below the stage as their fellow disciple was beaten up. They could only clench their fists and feel helpless.
"Huff!"
"Huff!"
Ye Xingchen's breathing quickened.
At this moment, he was still sitting on the ground with his fingers tightly clenched. However, the anger in his eyes was so strong that it almost ignited his hair.
"Boom!"
Li Tiantian was hit again. He retreated until he finally stabilized himself at the edge of the stage. He spat out another mouthful of blood.
His meridians were seriously damaged. He was already at the end of his rope.
"Man!"
"Too tenacious!"
The audience looked at him with admiration.
After being beaten up for so long, he was still able to stand. He deserved everyone's respect.
"Sect … Patriarch …" Li Tiantian slowly raised his head. His face was beaten so badly that he could not bear to look at it. He said, "I … I'm sorry … I really can't take it anymore …"
"Plop!"
His body fell straight to the ground.
The referee hurried over. After a brief observation, he said, "Ten, nine, eight …"
"…"
Every countdown was like a sharp knife stabbing into Li Tiantian's heart. He wanted to stand up, but his injuries did not allow him to do so. He could only look up at the sky as tears flowed uncontrollably.
Me.
Li Tiantian.
The disgrace of the Sect of All Times!
"One!"
After the referee finished counting down, he immediately announced, "The winner is Ling Li!"
"Damn it!"
Ye Xingchen stood up.
If the Rage points were displayed at the top of his head, it would definitely be full. In fact, it might even explode!
"Senior Ye."
Just as Ye Xingchen was about to charge onto the stage, a hand was placed on his shoulder. Then, he saw He Wudi walk in front of him and say with a cold gaze, "Leave him to me."
"Very good."
Jun Changxiao said, "Wudi is going to be serious."
If not for Gu Tianxing, if not for the fact that there were so many people around, he would probably have stood up and put one foot on the stage, roaring crazily, "Wudi, beat this little wolf to death for me!"
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