No matter how profound and powerful Lei Jian used, it seemed that Wu Shihu could take action.

And his strength seemed to hit cotton, and he couldn't use the force at all, which made him very frustrated.

When I saw that boy Lin Tiancheng could obviously take his own moves, he was still showing a very difficult look there.

It’s clearly just trying to piss myself off!

Time passed by minute by minute, and Lei Jian was a little anxious, but he used all the tricks he should use, but he couldn't surrender that boy Wu Shihu. What could he do?

The old students in the guest seat couldn't stand it anymore, "Lei Jian, what's wrong with you? Is it interesting to call like this?"

It is to let you torture him slowly. Don’t beat him down the ring like Jiang Feiyu. However, you didn’t realize that you were torturing him, but instead you were playing with him as a monkey.

"Lei Jian, stop playing, just knock him off the ring!"

I wanted to torture Wu Shihu, but after so long, everyone had already lost their patience.

Lei Jian was about to cry but he wanted to do it too!

He really wants to tell everyone that Wu Shihu must be hiding his strength. He deliberately plays with himself here and acts here for everyone to see.

But he can't say it.

Lin Tiancheng's play is very realistic and he has used all the tricks he should use. The first sword envoy already believed that Wu Shihu had tried his best and felt that he had a great chance of winning this game.

"Elder Muhun, I'm right! Your disciple seems to be exhausted."

Elder Muhun snorted coldly, "Your disciple seems not to be much better either."

At this moment, Lin Tiancheng suddenly approached Lei Jian.

Lei Jian was ready to make a move, and his backhand was thunderous punching towards Lin Tiancheng's chest.

This is all the strength he can use at the moment. If he still can't cure Wu Shihu, he will really lose his strength.

Even if you are laughed at by your senior brothers, there is nothing you can do about it.

Lin Tiancheng actually, he easily pinched Lei Jian's wrist and did not take his ready-to-run thunder fist seriously.

Lin Tiancheng pinched Lei Jian's fist. Lei Jian wanted to pull away but couldn't move.

Lin Tiancheng squirmed his lips at the lowest level and said, "Don't move, you have no strength! If you want to win, cooperate with me..."

Lei Jian was a little confused. Sure enough, Wu Shihu really hid his strength, so he didn't want to beat him. Who is he acting for?

It seems that it is unnecessary to just humiliate yourself! I have no grudges and grudges with him.

That is to set a trap for yourself and take the opportunity to win the game. This is even more unnecessary, because he has no strength anymore and he will definitely win.

Of course Lei Jian wanted to win. If he lost to Wu Shihu today, he would be scolded by his senior brothers!

He can't explain to his master!

Jiang Feiyu could easily defeat Wu Shihu, but when he got here, he lost so badly, and he was really shameless.

So, he followed Lin Tiancheng's instructions and retreated a few steps to the edge of the ring.

"Boy, just one move determines the outcome!"

Lin Tiancheng looked exhausted and said, "I, I, I, I must beat you."

Next he ran towards Jiang Feiyu, as if he really had no strength, his acting skills were very realistic.

Lei Jian was really weak to the extreme, and he supported his knees with both hands and gasped heavily.

Even if it was the last blow, it was boring for everyone to watch.

This contest has been delayed for too long.

At the last moment, Lin Tiancheng punched Lei Jian in the abdomen, and Lei Jian slowly took a step towards the left.

As a result, Lin Tiancheng couldn't stop the car and rushed down the arena, and fell to the ground exhausted.

If it weren't for the fact that they were exhausted, the subsequent fight would be funny, and this is not what a cultivator should look like.

The funnyest thing is that Wu Shihu actually got off the ring in this way.

Although Lei Jian felt very humiliated, he wanted to win.

Seeing that Lin Tiancheng rushed down the arena in this way, instead of being beaten by his opponent, the first sword made his face turn green.

Strangely, Lei Jian won, but Mu Hun didn't make fun of the First Sword.

Just because he didn't expect that his most proud disciple Lei Jian would win so hard.

This is a great humiliation to him, and such a victory seems meaningless.

What he wants is Jiang Feiyu's absolute victory.

Wang Mengxin and Ling Moqing hurried over and helped Lin Tiancheng up from the ground.

The Master of Xianlin Cave stepped forward and comforted Lin Tiancheng, "Shihu, it's okay, you can almost tie the ninth, which means you will definitely win the tenth one."

If you win the tenth one, you can enter the Taiyi Sect Hall. The Master of Xianlin Cave has no hope for Wu Shihu to obtain the top few rankings.

This is not a big deal about Shi Hu. After all, those who can enter the Taiyi Sect and fight the hall are not ordinary people. It is already very good that Shi Hu can do this.

The first sword man was very frustrated.

Hope the greater the disappointment.

Although Wu Shihu has a great chance of defeating the tenth place and obtaining the qualification to enter the Taiyi Sect Hall, this is not what the first sword envoy wants.

It’s like if the teacher clearly believes that you can take the prestigious school, but you barely get a bachelor’s degree, which is boring.

In the guest seat, the old students were not happy about Lei Jian winning the game, and they asked Lei Jian what was going on.

"Lei Jian, you're so that's too! We all hope that you can teach that kid a lesson, but you're really..."

The tenth-ranked disciple was no longer as arrogant as he had just been.

Wu Shihu almost tied with Lei Jian, and he designated that he was not Lei Jian's opponent.

However, if he loses, he will withdraw from the Taiyi Sect’s hall, which is quite dangerous.

Lei Jian felt very uncomfortable when he heard the accusations from these senior brothers, but he didn't dare to say that Wu Shihu actually hid his strength.

He will only be even more embarrassed to tell the truth.

Next were Jiang Liuer and fifth-ranked old student Wang Zhen.

In fact, Jiang Liuer didn't want to enter the Taiyi Sect Hall to work hard for the sect leader at the beginning, but now that his father has been found, he wants to use Taiyi Sect to deal with the Dark River to avenge his parents.

Wang Zhen had heard of Jiang Liuer, a dwarf clan, and knew that he was a peerless genius. Today, he saw that he was indeed extraordinary.

However, the opponent's strength seems to have not yet broken through to the level of a saint, and he is so old.

Even if Wang Zhen wins, he is not very glorious. He said to Xiuyuan with some depression, "I don't think there is any need to compete with him in coaching! Even if I win, he doesn't seem to be glorious."

The Tianji box behind Jiang Liuer was already shaking violently. Seeing that Wang Zhen looked down on him, his fighting spirit was even more intense.

The coach accused Wang Zhen in anger and said, "Wang Zhen, don't forget that you have also come step by step. If you want to compete, you can compete. If you don't compete, you can automatically abstain from the right amount!"

After being scolded by Zheng, Wang Zhen felt a little angry and decided to defeat Jiang Liuer as soon as possible. It was really boring to fight with such a little brat.

Jiang Liuer knew that the other party was very strong and dared not be careless at all. The seven swords in the Tianji Box all came out.

Wang Zhen curled a smile at the corner of his mouth, "Is this the magical artifact of the dwarf spirit clan? It doesn't seem to be very good!"

His right hand shook, and a black stick as big as a finger fell out of the space ring.
Chapter completed!