The prince lacks training: the royal concubine

The light suddenly dissipated, and the eyes that were originally closed suddenly opened, their gazes were as cold as blades, connecting with the cold light on the bronze mask.

Gusun Wuji only had time to see this before he felt double blows to his stomach, his inner strength instantly disintegrated, and he flew upside down, over the ring irresistibly, and smashed into the crowd.Wherever they passed, there was an exclamation.

Yuan Qiyan withdrew his fists, stood upright on the ring, looked at Gusun Wuji who stood up awkwardly from the crowd, "Accepted!"

Gusun Wuji had a look of embarrassment on his face, "It's because I'm not as good as others!" Angrily, he threw down these words, separated from the crowd, and rushed away.

Someone stood up on the high platform and announced loudly, "In this round, Wan Poison Valley won!"

"Okay!" Someone shouted first, and everyone cheered.

Hai Weilan stared blankly at the figure in black on the stage, at that moment, she seemed to see a reddish gas bursting out of his body, and it was fleeting.

That is how the matter?

"Great, master won!" Rong An exclaimed excitedly.

"I said I would definitely win!" Chang Bao had a smug look on his face, as if he was the one who won the fight just now.

While speaking, a figure came up to the ring like lightning.This is a man in his early thirties, with a dark complexion, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a very burly man. Standing on the ring, he is half a head taller than Yuan Qiyan.

The most eye-catching thing is the sword he carried on his shoulder, which is exactly the opposite of Junzhu's ice needle sword. This sword is extremely broad and heavy. The sword blades on both sides glowed with a faint brilliance.

He came up to the stage and looked at Yuan Qiyan with eager eyes, "Why don't you go down?" His voice was also loud and deafening.

Yuan Qiyan stood still, "I'm still here to ask for advice in this round!"

"What?" The man was obviously taken aback.

Not only him, but everyone in the audience was astonished.Anyone who practiced martial arts could see that the contest between him and Gusun Wuji just now was very thrilling, and his physical and internal strength must have been exhausted.If we fight again at this time, we will definitely lose!

Chang Bao and Rong An looked at each other, both showing worried expressions.Hai Weilan's expression didn't change, she just narrowed her eyes slightly.

As early as when everyone was cheering, Jun Zhu had already stopped adjusting his breath, and when Yuan Qiyan said that he would fight again, he stood up, "I'll take over for Mr. Qi..."

"Don't go!" Hai Weilan reached out to stop her, "He won't come down even if you go!"

Jun Zhu was stunned for a moment, but still stopped in his tracks, his eyes were serious, "If I remember correctly, the one on the stage is the second-ranked disciple of the Xiandu sect, Lu Xuan. That black dragon sword weighs a hundred catties, and his martial arts are even higher than Gong Nishang and Gusun Wuji. Mr. Qi has already consumed too much internal energy, and there is almost no chance of winning against him..."

"Will you be there when you go?" Hai Weilan cut off her words.

Jun Zhu's expression froze for a moment, and he said honestly, "I have no chance of winning!"

"Isn't this the end?" Hai Weilan spread her hands.

Jun Zhu glanced at her with twinkling eyes, "Isn't Mr. Hai worried that Mr. Qi will be injured?"

Hai Weilan glanced at her, "Why should I be worried? Stand here and howl, come back soon? Or rush up and hug his thigh and cry?"

Jun Zhu also realized that he asked a stupid question, and his expression was a little embarrassed.Miss Hai and Mr. Yuan are husband and wife, so she must be more worried than anyone else, but she also knows Mr. Yuan better than anyone else, knowing that it would be an insult to him to let him step down at this time, so she behaved as if nothing happened, right?

Just as he was pondering, he heard Lu Xuan's loud voice from the stage, "You have already fought once, and it would be disgraceful for you if I win. Is there no one else in your Ten Thousand Poison Valley? Tell him to come up!"