"roar!"

Earth-level exercises, lion roar skills!

In an instant, the wind and clouds surged.

A transparent wave of ripples spreads wildly to all sides with Zhan Wuque as the center.

"Ahhhh!"

All the ten disciples of Yanrifeng were shaken away by Yinlang, and finally fell to the edge of the ring, without any movement, and all fainted.

"it's over?"

Everyone was confused.

Just yelling, it's over?

What about ten to one?

What about the crush?

Wang Dong looked at this scene and his face was as exciting as it was.

He just swears to guarantee that Tianji Peak will lose.

In a blink of an eye, the Anri Peak was beaten to the point of falling flowers and flowing water.

"A bunch of waste!"

Wang Dong cursed in his heart.

Ten fights one, and even uses a formation, but never even walks a single move. Isn’t this a waste?

"hateful!"

Hong Yuan, who was observing in secret, almost ran away.

"This kid definitely mastered a treasure with thunder attribute!"

Hong Yuan clenched his fists tightly and finally left with regret.

Yan Rifeng was defeated.

Still defeated by Tianji Peak, Hong Yuan felt that he had lost all his face.

"Tianji Peak, fighting against Yanri Peak, the result has been released!"

"Tianji Peak Wins!"

The referee announced loudly.

"yeah!"

Murong Qianqian jumped up happily, tears filling her eyes.

Perhaps, Long Yunyun and Linglong, they don’t feel deeply about this.

But after the last ranking battle, Murong Qianqian still clearly remembered her down and embarrassed at that time.

In the end, he was driven away like a dog.

Now I have seen with my own eyes that Tianji Peak finally won a game, and this feeling cannot be described in words.

Zhan Wuque came over and touched Murong Qianqian's head, as if she knew what she was thinking, and smiled slightly, "Don't worry, Tianji Peak is no longer the Tianji Peak that used to be. This is the first stop, it is the starting point, not the end point."

"Um!"

Murong Qianqian focused on the key point.

"Senior Brother Zhan, I want to play in the next game."

Murong Qianqian said seriously.

She wanted to do her best to Tianji Peak.

Zhan Wuque thought about it and nodded, "Okay."

In fact, with Murong Qianqian's strength, more defeats, less defeats.

But that's OK.

There are five games in a single field, and it doesn’t matter even if Murong Qianqian loses one.

Just leave the remaining four games to him.

"You have to be careful. If you lose, you can admit defeat," Zhan Wuque reminded.

"Yes," Murong Qianqian nodded.
Chapter completed!