at the same time.
On the high platform, Lin Yantian looked at Ye Chen and Mo Er who were walking onto the stage and chuckled, "When two tigers fight, one of them will inevitably be injured, and then we will reap the benefits... Hehe, they are still a little naive to fight against my Immortal Martial Alliance!"
Murong Cun praised: "This is all thanks to President Lin's good management of the overall situation."
"Thank you for the compliment, Vice President. With you here, we are sure to gain both fame and fortune in this Heroes Tournament!"
Although everyone knows that there is a shady deal, it also shows that the Xianwu Alliance is still powerful.
No matter what, the Xianwu Alliance is number one.
It demonstrates the vitality and strong foundation of the Xianwu Alliance.
In this way, the other forces in the Tianhe Region will be deterred and will not dare to rebel or oppose the Xianwu Alliance easily.
Not to mention that the onlookers all had their own thoughts.
At this moment, Moore, standing on the ring, faced with Ye Chen's calm eyes, was on the verge of collapse.
The look Ye Chen gave him at the party yesterday was engraved in his mind like a nightmare.
No matter how he meditated, it would not go away.
It was so bad that he couldn't even meditate and practice.
At this moment, in his eyes, Ye Chen was like a mountain so towering that his peak could not be seen.
The enormous pressure made him almost breathless.
"Are you ready?"
The elder referee looked at Moore and asked.
This is standard procedure before the start of the game.
The game can only start after both players give the signal.
But at this moment, the blood color on Mor's face was disappearing little by little, and his eyes were becoming gradually empty.
It seemed as if he couldn't hear the referee's voice at all.
"7381, are you ready?"
The referee elder frowned slightly, looked at Moore, raised his voice by three points, and asked again.
Drops of sweat slowly flowed down Mor's forehead, and the amount was gradually increasing.
Below in the stands, tens of thousands of people were looking forward to it, waiting for the referee's order.
This should be the most exciting match so far today.
Both sides advanced to the quarterfinals with overwhelming advantages.
There is no need to say much about Ye Chen.
As a member of the Dark Demon Clan, Mor's methods are even more bizarre and unpredictable.
This must be a collision like a planetary collision.
"7381, what's wrong with you? Didn't you hear what the referee said?"
After more than ten breaths without hearing Mor's answer, the elder referee lost his patience and scolded loudly.
Moore's eyeballs instantly turned pure black.
After a few breaths, Moore felt dizzy and almost couldn't hold on.
He has a miraculous talent that allows him to perceive a small part of the future.
It was precisely because of this talent that he was noticed by the Dark Demon and was trained with all his might, regardless of resources.
And just now, his talent actually started to work automatically.
He saw himself lying dead in a pool of blood a dozen seconds into the future.
In fact, he had already sensed this sign yesterday.
If the Dark Lord hadn't ordered him to continue participating in the competition, he wouldn't have dared to go on stage.
But now, his body and mind have reached their limit...
"I give up!"
Maul yelled.
After exhausting all the strength he had left.
Moore's eyes went dark and he fell straight back.
He was foaming at the mouth and convulsing all over.
This scene was clearly displayed in front of tens of thousands of people on the huge light screen in the air.
“…”
“…”
“…”
There was complete silence.
No one knew how to express their feelings at the moment.
Most people have a thousand horses galloping through their hearts.
I was looking forward to watching a wonderful match, and in the end you showed me this?
Feeling dizzy?
Don’t get dizzy!
Wake up now, and beat me up!
Ye Chen spread his hands helplessly.
It has nothing to do with me. He fainted on his own.
The referee looked at Ye Chen with complicated eyes, then looked at the stands, and finally had no choice but to announce "9527 wins" helplessly.
Before the game started, he had actually received a voice order from Lin Yangtian.
In any case, this match cannot be interfered with or terminated.
In other words, both sides must fight to the death until the winner is decided!
But now there is no way to continue the game.
You can't let Ye Chen continue fighting with someone who has already fainted, right?
"Fuck, what's going on?"
Murong Wentian punched the air hard, his face filled with anger.
How could this game, which I was looking forward to, end so anticlimactically?
This is just a fart of investigation!
If you still want to consume Ye Chen, what can you consume by walking up and down these steps?
Can you help Ye Chen digest his food after meals?
Su Ming's expression was also quite ugly.
The result of this game made his previous analysis and predictions look as ridiculous as a clown.
What happened to that Moll?
Why did you suddenly faint?
Not to mention the geniuses sent by the demons, aren’t they all monstrous beings?
Why did he fall to the ground and start convulsing before the fight even started?
This sudden change caused all their plans to go awry.
"Go and find out why that Mor fainted!"
Lin Yantian gave a stern order to an elder beside him.
"yes!"
Soon, after a careful investigation, the elder returned to Lin Yangtian's side.
He replied in a low voice: "President, I have found out that this boy is not seriously injured. His sudden fainting is due to mental disorder..."
"Insane?"
Lin Yantian stood up and said, "What do you mean by this? Explain it to me clearly!"
"To put it simply..."
The elder swallowed his saliva and continued, "He fainted from fright..."
"What did you say!?"
Lin Yangtian was shocked.
How could such a martial arts genius be frightened and faint in public?
This is only possible if a strong person has mastered spiritual magic.
"Could it be that this Ye Chen has cultivated some kind of spiritual immortal technique?!"
Lin Yantian looked at Murong Cun, who frowned slightly and said, "Spiritual immortal arts are extremely rare, and only those above the level of demigods can master them. Even in our Immortal Martial Alliance, there are no such secrets. How could this kid possibly possess them?"
Lin Yantian asked in a low voice: "Vice President, what should we do now?"
Murong Cun pondered for a moment and said calmly: "Then let Hongzhu test Ye Chen's strength first!"
"clear!"
In the blink of an eye, the semi-final match schedule was released.
Murong Wentian faced the genius of the Xianwu Alliance who had won a tragic victory in the previous round without any suspense.
The latter also chose to withdraw from the competition without any suspense.
Murong Wentian directly advanced to the finals!
Another semi-final is about to begin:
Ye Chen VS Ruan Hongzhu!
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