"This person is so fast, what kind of skills does he use?"

"Yang Ke? Which sect is this person a disciple from?"

"They are actually independent cultivators. When did so many extraordinary talents emerge from these independent cultivators?"

Countless people were discussing the matter below, and at this moment, everyone on the field fell to the ground and discovered that their spiritual power was sealed and they could not use it at all.

"Damn! Yang Ke is so cruel!" Jiang Tao couldn't help but complain.

Qin Ningxiang also had a look of helplessness on her face. She really couldn't understand why Yang Ke wanted to seal the spiritual power of all cultivators?

On the stage, Yang Ke said elegantly, "Does anyone want to fight me?"

As soon as this sentence was uttered, many people immediately cursed in their hearts.

Duel? How to duel? Their spiritual powers were sealed, and they didn't even have the ability to fight. Would they step forward and ask for a fight?

For a moment, the monks on the stage looked at Yang Ke with resentment in their eyes.

"Okay, then just admit defeat! There's no point in fighting like this anyway."

It would have been better if Yang Ke hadn't said this. After he said this, the monks on the field complained even more.

However, no one said it out loud because it would be embarrassing to do so.

So many cultivators had their spiritual powers sealed as soon as they came on the field. Although this has never happened before, it is allowed by the rules and it also demonstrates Yang Ke's strength in a way.

So, under Yang Ke's intimidation, the monks walked down the stage one after another without any struggle.

It was such a dramatic scene, but no one said anything, and Yang Ke easily qualified for the third round of eliminations.

In the live broadcast room, Yan Che's fans cheered for him one after another.

【Great! As expected of Mr. Yan Che! 】

[I knew that although Master Yan Che didn't make many moves, his strength was there for all to see! ]

[There are so many monks. Aren't they all geniuses under the age of one thousand? How come there isn't a single one who can fight? ]

[Actually, saying that all the geniuses are gathered here is just an exaggeration. Look at that handsome guy with silver hair, didn't he also not participate in the competition? ]

Seeing this sentence, the audience looked over. In fact, there are many handsome men and beautiful women in the world of immortal cultivation. The higher the realm, the better the effect of cleansing the essence and marrow.

Among the crowd, besides Luo Fanjin and others, the one who attracted the most audience attention was Mo Yu from Lingxiao Sect!

He had silver hair and sat upright at the front of the sect, his eyes straight ahead, looking like a Taoist monk with an immortal demeanor.

Many female cultivators were secretly looking at him.

But Mo Yu's gaze was on Yang Ke from beginning to end.

From the moment he stepped onto the stage, Yang Ke felt a pair of eyes locked on him. When he looked over, Yang Ke and Mo Yu's eyes met in an instant.

No one spoke, and it seemed like a long time had passed before they both looked away.

At this time, the referee had announced that Yang Ke had advanced and was waiting for the final match.

Yang Ke advanced at an extremely fast speed, which really surprised many people.

When he walked to Luo Fanjin, the people present didn't know what to feel.

"Brother, why do I feel that Luo Fanjin's face is somewhat familiar?"

Jingxing was still wearing a green robe and sitting behind Mo Yu, watching the whole game. Among them, Luo Fanjin and Yang Ke, who performed the most outstandingly, were naturally the ones he looked at.

But as he looked at her, something seemed wrong. Luo Fanjin's appearance gave him an extremely familiar feeling, as if he had seen her before.

However, he tried to recall hundreds of years of memories but still couldn't remember where he had seen it.

"Which female cultivator's appearance do you find unfamiliar?" Mo Yu asked back.

He had heard similar words too many times. She knew Jingxing's personality very well. Everyone loves beauty. As long as it was not too excessive, he would not say anything.

Hearing Mo Yu's words, Jing Xing curled his lips and muttered softly, "Brother, do you think I'm a lecher?"

"Isn't it?" Mo Yu said with a smile.

Jingxing's eyes immediately bulged, and he was about to make some excuses. At this moment, the drums sounded, and the last round of the competition began.

Unlike before, there were only two people on the stage this time. When Luo Fanjin and Yang Ke both walked up.

The first thing many people felt was not the tense and exciting atmosphere, but that these two people were actually a perfect match.

[Wow! Master Fan Jin and Master Yan Che have finished their battle! So exciting! ]

[I don’t know who will win. Master Yan Che must be reluctant to fight Master Fan Jin! ]

[Come on, minors upstairs, please put away your fangirling. This is a ring match, a battlefield, not a place for children to play house. Once you step into this place, all you have to think about is fighting. To do otherwise is to disrespect the other party.]

[Yes, I also think that no matter whether it is Master Fan Jin or Master Yan Che, they will not give in, because pride is engraved in their bones. If they give in because of a little love, it would be rubbing their beliefs on the ground! ]

There was another heated discussion in the live broadcast room.

In the plot world, Luo Fanjin looked at Yang Ke standing across from him and said softly, "You and I have never competed before. Today is a great opportunity!"

Yang Ke smiled and said, "Yes, if that's the case, then let's do it!"

Neither of them said anything harsh, nor did they try to evade the other. They knew very well that at this moment, a good fight would be the best way to end it.

The drums sound and the battle begins!

I don’t know who made the first move, but the two of them were extremely fast, and their energy exploded almost in an instant.

In the eyes of the low-level cultivators, the figures of Luo Fanjin and Yang Ke actually disappeared.

That’s right, they disappeared. There was no trace of them on the entire arena.

But in the eyes of the higher-level monks, they were just fighting each other.

The two men were extremely fast. They were at one side of the ring and went to the other side the next second, as if they were invisible. In fact, they did not leave the ring at all.

As for the audience in the StarCraft live broadcast room, they could not see Luo Fanjin and Yang Ke at all. It was as if the two of them had disappeared.

[No way! Is there something wrong with my eyes? Where are the people? Where have they gone? ]

[Did it fly up to the sky? In the TV dramas I watched before, when two people were fighting, they would fly up to the sky to fight.]

[Impossible. If it were in the sky, the perspective of the live broadcast room would also change.]

[If our guess is correct, then there is only one answer, that is, the host and Yan Che did not disappear, they did not become invisible. They may just move too fast, so fast that our naked eyes cannot see clearly! ]