"Bang!"

Another muffled sound. This time, Zhao Si's body shook slightly, but it was still as stable as Mount Tai. Ye Qingyun's eyes had a hint of despair, and the onlookers also showed relief. In fact, they still hoped that Zhao Si would win. After all, Ye Qingyun's previous appearance made the Southern Hawks very embarrassed. If he could find some, it would be considered a matter of

Zhao Si couldn't help but smile at this moment. Although he was full of confidence before, he was still a little wary. Zhao Si was just kind-hearted but not a fool. It was not until this moment that he completely relaxed. It seemed that Ye Qingyun really only had this little strength.

At this time, Ye Qingyun said with a depressed look on his face and cried, "Hey, it seems that my royal elixir is going to be cheaper for you, forget it, I have a lot of it anyway!"

Ye Qingyun's words were obviously filled with a hint of admit defeat. Everyone thought that Ye Qingyun's third attack was probably going to be a perfunctory thing, but Murong Ningyue found the smile hidden in Ye Qingyun's dejected appearance.

If Ye Qingyun really competes with strength, of course, he will not be Zhao Si's opponent, but with Ye Yaorao's favor for Ye Qingyun, how could he not give her some unique treasures? If all kinds of magic weapons are produced on Ye Qingyun, even a spirit king can't do anything to her, right? Hu Bugui is a good example?

Ye Qingyun had already walked back at this time. He did not accumulate spiritual power like before, but casually raised his fist and waved it towards Zhao Si. It looked like a fight between children, without any strength at all. Zhao Si's eyes suddenly relaxed. It seemed that Ye Qingyun had given up, and the other disciples watching also had the same thoughts as Zhao Si.

But just as Ye Qingyun's fist touched Zhao Si's body, a slight light suddenly appeared from Ye Qingyun's fist crack, but no one except Murong Ningyue noticed this.

The cold light directly entered Zhao Si's body. Just as Zhao Si was about to ask Ye Qingyun for his spoils and king-grade pills, he suddenly felt that his body was retreating uncontrollably. Zhao Si tried desperately to stabilize his body, but the power came from his body that he could not resist it.

Ye Qingyun no longer had the sad look he had just now, but looked at Zhao Si with a smile on his face and said, "We agreed that you will still win in the ring after three punches. You have finally finished three punches. Don't fall off the ring and lose all your efforts!"

Of course, Zhao Si also understood this truth. At this moment, he looked at Ye Qingyun with a sly smile on his face. Even if he was stupid, he knew that Ye Qingyun must have touched the last punch just now, but at this moment he was unable to say anything. While trying to resist the power in his body, he wanted to speak hard. In the end, Zhao Si slowly retreated to the edge of the ring.

Ye Qingyun also followed Zhao Si and stood beside him and mocked, "Oh! You're just one step away from falling down. In that case, the king-grade elixir would not have your portion. That would be a pity. You have to hold on!"

Zhao Si really wanted to scold me for sticking with you, but at this moment his face turned red and couldn't speak at all. Finally, as Zhao Si took a step back again, he fell off the ring.
Chapter completed!