A breeze blew by, and everyone in the audience felt a little cold. This seemingly honest Yan Jun was so terrifying!
Using the strength of a ninth-level spiritual disciple to beat a first-level spiritualist into a state of serious injury and unconsciousness, this is not just a cross-level move, but a cross-border move!
The Great Elder reached out and felt Yan Bing's breath, then breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, his life was not in danger.
"In the first match, the Yan Jun lineage wins!"
"Ahhh, Jun-ge is so awesome!"
"Brother Jun is awesome!"
Everyone in the lineage welcomed Yan Jun happily. No one expected that the usually honest Yan Jun could burst out with such strength.
"Hahaha, Xiaojun, you're a little beyond my expectations. Not bad, not bad!"
Yan Gan's face was filled with smiles, and he was obviously very satisfied with the result.
"Hehehe, thanks to the Barbarian Mountain Body passed down by the Patriarch, without it I wouldn't dare to withstand Yan Bing's attack."
He lifted up his sleeves to reveal the muscles underneath, but strangely, their color was the same as jade, bluish-white.
On the other side, Yan Yi's face was as gloomy as water. Looking at Yan Bing being carried away, he said in a cold voice: "As a spiritualist, he was defeated by a spiritual disciple. How outstanding!"
There was an incomparable chill in his words.
"Master, Yan Bing just underestimated the enemy. He will definitely learn from his lesson and won't do it again next time." A young man with second meridians explained for Yan Bing.
"Hmph! Next time? Will the enemy give you a next time in battle?"
The boy was speechless for a moment.
"Remember, give me your all! Anyone who dares to underestimate me will be punished according to the family rules!"
The remaining four teenagers trembled slightly, then said in unison: "Yes!"
With the end of the first battle, the atmosphere in the martial arts arena has been completely mobilized, and Yan Jun of the same lineage has become completely famous. After all, his honest appearance and his madness during the battle are like two different people. The contrast is too great, which makes it easy for people to remember him.
Gu Yuan covered his mouth and yawned, then said to Yan Yue beside him, "I'm going to sleep for a while. Call me when it's my turn."
Then he closed his eyes and stopped talking.
Yan Yue's face was full of helplessness. Everyone else was extremely nervous, but this guy was relaxed and could even sleep.
Shaking his head, Yan Yue turned his gaze towards the martial arts stage.
"Next, please invite numbers two and twenty-four to come on stage."
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