Chapter 170
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I hope he won't meet Martial Nephew Lei in the next round! "The middle-aged fat man said with a smile.
Hearing this, Zhao Qingshan snorted and didn't say anything.
Seeing this situation, the smile on the middle-aged fat man's face deepened.
At this time, another battle began. The purple-clothed girl stood at the side of the ring. She calmly looked at a middle-aged man with a stocky back and a bear's waist.
As soon as the battle began, the middle-aged man took out a stack of talismans and threw them to the opposite side. They turned into dozens of red fireballs the size of a head and shot toward the girl in purple.
The girl in purple turned her palm, and a small blue flag that was one foot long appeared in her hand. With a shake of the wind, it grew to the size of ten feet.
At this time, the red fireballs had reached five or six meters in front of the girl in purple.
The girl in purple smiled slightly and waved the blue flag in her hand forward. A large amount of blue light appeared in front of her and turned into a blue water wall more than twenty feet high in an instant.
With a burst of sound, dozens of fireballs hit the water wall, and a large amount of water mist immediately burst out, blocking the sight of the girl in purple.
At this time, the middle-aged man appeared on the side of the water wall. A green light flashed under his feet, and he came to the front of the girl in purple. The golden long stick in his hand smashed toward the girl in purple.
"Purple." Seeing this scene, Li Tianchou's face changed greatly, and he was about to cast a spell to save her.
The golden long stick fell on the girl in purple, and an amazing scene appeared. The girl in purple turned into spots of blue light and disappeared.
The middle-aged man's face changed greatly. He turned his head and looked around, but he didn't see the figure of the girl in purple.
"Are you looking for me?" A faint woman's voice came from behind the middle-aged man.
The middle-aged man was shocked. He turned his head and saw dozens of blue water spears behind him. The sharp spears were less than one foot away from his body.
Seven or eight meters behind him, the girl in purple was holding a blue flag in her hand, looking at the middle-aged man indifferently.
The middle-aged man's eyes flashed fiercely, and the golden long stick in his hand smashed toward the water spears in front of him.
"Boom!" Most of the water spears were destroyed and turned into clear water that splashed on the ground. A small portion of the water spears stabbed towards the middle-aged man's abdomen.
"Peng, peng," the water spear did not manage to pierce through the middle-aged man's body. The middle-aged man was surprisingly a body cultivator.
The purple-clothed girl sighed and waved the blue flag in her hand.
The blue water wall collapsed with a loud rumble, wrapping around the middle-aged man, forming a huge water bubble.
The middle-aged man waved the golden stick in his hand, trying to break free, but found that he couldn't exert any strength in the water.
Not long after, the middle-aged man was out of breath. He struggled violently in the huge bubble. In the end, he simply threw away the golden staff. He clutched his neck with both hands. His face was red and he seemed to be out of breath.
The purple-clothed girl's ears twitched, and she suddenly waved the blue flag in her hand.
"Peng", the bubble burst, and the middle-aged man regained his freedom. As soon as he was free, the middle-aged man gasped for breath. After a while, he returned to normal, and a touch of blood slowly returned to his face.
"Do you still want to fight?" The purple-clothed girl asked lightly.
"Humph, this Li's skill is not as good as yours. I'm willing to admit defeat," the middle-aged man lightly snorted, threw a mid-level spirit stone to the purple-clothed girl, and walked out of the ring with an unwilling face.
Wang Changsheng saw the middle-aged man's expression, and couldn't help but chuckle. The middle-aged man was a body cultivator. In the first two rounds, he first threw a stack of talismans, then quickly approached the opponent, and broke the opponent's defense with the golden stick in his hand. Thus, he won.
The middle-aged man was able to quickly approach the opponent by relying on the boots on his feet. Every time he walked, there was a flash of light, and his speed was much faster than the Imperial Wind Technique. It was a divine tool. Wang Changsheng guessed that it was at least a mid-level divine tool.
If it was an ordinary opponent, the middle-aged man may have won, but unfortunately, he met the purple-clothed girl. He didn't know what method the purple-clothed girl used, but she could actually create a shadow that was exactly the same as her, and the middle-aged man was not aware of it, so he lost.
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