The evil concubine who confuses the world, the spirit master who defies the sky

Chapter 241 Why Admit Defeat?
Seeing Ji Yehuan look over, Duan Yao opened her mouth and said something silently.

Want her to play?
After understanding what Duan Yao said, Ji Yehuan's lips curled slightly: "Little wolf."

Ji Yehuan played yesterday because she felt Wen Rui's murderous aura and had to do it to preserve the strength of the others.

Now that she has won three out of five rounds, she doesn't need to get involved in these petty fights anymore.

Once the list is submitted, it cannot be modified.

Soon, the three teams handed over the list to the referee, and the referee announced the order of the competition after drawing.

In the first round, Xuanji Pavilion and Beiqi.

In the second round, Beiqi and Shenghui Academy.

The third round, Shenghui and Xuanji Pavilion.

From the sequence of the three rounds, it can be easily seen that Bei Qi is nothing but cannon fodder.

And the first round will be Xuanji Pavilion, naturally because Shenghui wants to know the strength of Xuanji Pavilion through Beiqi.

Su Mo curled his lips and said, "They look down on us very much."

Qiao Xu said: "Go to the court in a while and beat them all over the ground!"

Jun Ruozi was a little nervous: "I don't know who will be the first to play."

Su Mo patted his chest and said, "I hope it's me!"

In the anticipation of everyone, the referee announced the candidates for the first battle: "The first round of the first round, Su Hanqiu in Xuanji Pavilion, against Beiqiji Yehuan!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone in Bei Qi was shocked.

"What? How could it be the third child? Did I hear wrong?" Su Mo exclaimed immediately.

Jun Ruozi said: "There is clearly no son in the list we submitted."

Su Mo turned to look at Ji Yehuan: "Sir, should we change?"

Ji Yehuan let out a soft snort, brushed off his cuffs, and stood up: "Since someone tried their best to get me on stage, how could I not join in?"

Su Mo asked: "Who wants you to play?"

Ji Yehuan didn't answer, and walked slowly onto the stage.

Seeing her slender figure, the originally quiet auditorium whispered again.

"It's Ji Yehuan again! Do you know how he won yesterday?"

"Who knows? Even the referee didn't figure it out."

"Wen Rui is so strong that he would admit defeat, shouldn't it be cheating?"

Yun Wuyou smiled and said to Ye Changning: "Ah Chang, did you see that my Huanhuan is playing again."

The corners of Ye Changning's mouth twitched slightly, and he said flatly, "I only see Ji Yehuan."

Yun Wuyou said: "You are too bad at talking, so you won't join us?"

Ye Changning said: "Since you were ten years old, you have no need for support at all."

Yun Wuyou covered her heart: "Ah Chang, your words are too poisonous!"

On the other side, Su Hanqiu from Xuanji Pavilion also stepped onto the ring.

Ji Yehuan looked at the non-existent young man in front of him, and said with a faint smile, "What a coincidence, we meet again."

Su Hanqiu looked at Ji Yehuan quietly with his eyes hidden under his forehead, probably still frustrated with being thrown down that day.

Ji Yehuan spread her hands, she definitely didn't do it on purpose that day.

The reminiscence between the two didn't last long, and the referee directly announced: "Start!"

The moment the referee's voice fell, Ji Yehuan's figure disappeared directly from the stage.

It's not because the speed is too fast, but because the whole person really disappears, invisible to the naked eye, and also undetectable by mental power.

The reason for doing this is entirely because there are too many strange things on Su Hanqiu's body.

In order not to be exposed and to reduce trouble, the best way is to deal with Su Hanqiu directly.

The moment Ji Yehuan disappeared, Su Hanqiu raised his hand and patted his arm, and a dark green spiritual power cover instantly covered his whole body.

However, it was still a step behind.

When the figure in red appeared, he was already shrouded in a spiritual hood, and he was behind Su Hanqiu in the blink of an eye.

Ji Yehuan wrapped her arms around Su Hanqiu's neck, and stuck a short dagger to her neck.

Naturally, Su Hanqiu would not care about the ordinary dagger, he subconsciously wanted to take out the treasure to fight back, but suddenly found that he could not feel the spiritual connection with the storage ring!
Su Hanqiu's pupils shrank sharply, the ring was in his hand, but he couldn't feel the existence of the ring at all!

This is a mental blockade!A mental blockade that even the Spirit King couldn't use!
How could Ji Yehuan use it?

"You can admit defeat." A young man's chuckle came from next to his ear, Su Hanqiu raised his hand and put it down, his eyes obscured by his long hair were dim.

After a moment of silence, Su Hanqiu said, "I admit defeat."

His voice is not loud, but enough for the referee to hear.

The referee frowned slightly: "Are you sure you want to admit defeat directly?"

As a healer, he would never admit defeat easily, let alone just because he was threatened by an ordinary dagger.

Su Hanqiu calmly repeated: "I admit defeat."

The referee looked a little worried, but he didn't say much, and said directly: "Xuanji Pavilion Su Hanqiu concedes defeat, this competition, Beiqi Ji Yehuan wins!"

"Huh? Admit defeat again?"

"Why did you admit defeat again? It was the same with Wen Rui yesterday!"

"The game has just started, they haven't done anything, they haven't even released a move, and it's over like this?"

"This is definitely cheating, right?"

Everyone expressed doubts.

Yesterday was Wen Rui, the ninth-level Lingzong, and today it was Xuanji Pavilion.

How could it be possible for the high-ranking disciples of Xuanji Pavilion to admit defeat to a Northern Qi person for no reason?

But Su Hanqiu wouldn't explain it to them, and it was even more impossible for Ji Yehuan. She retracted the dagger, patted Su Hanqiu on the shoulder and said, "You're so good."

Su Hanqiu: "..."

Ji Yehuan hugged Su Hanqiu's shoulders, and the two brothers got off the ring. While walking, Ji Yehuan said, "Tell me, as a disciple of Xuanji Pavilion, why do you want to go to the Royal Academy?"

Naturally, Su Hanqiu would not answer, his shoulders shook slightly, he broke away from Ji Yehuan's arm, and walked towards Xuanji Pavilion in silence.

Back in the Beiqihou war zone, Su Mo immediately said: "Third son, why did Su Hanqiu admit defeat? Could it be because he used to be from our academy?"

Ji Yehuan said lightly, "Why did he admit defeat? You should ask him."

"Tsk, that stuffy gourd of his, I'm afraid he won't be able to knock out a fart with half a blow."

"Don't be poor, get ready for the next one."

Regarding Xuanji Pavilion, Ji Yehuan and the others didn't know anything about it, and could only make judgments based on the opponent's superficial strength.

Although the first victory was inexplicable, several contestants in Beiqi still felt full of confidence—as long as they won two more games, they would win!
Seeing Beiqi's group of people were inexplicably optimistic, the others scoffed.

Xuanji Pavilion will admit defeat in the first match, it must be because they want to hide their strength, and they don't want Shenghui to see the real situation!

"The second round, Xuanji Pavilion Chaoyi, contestants from Beiqi, please come on stage as soon as possible."

Zhao Yi's superficial strength seems to be the same as Zhou Ying's, and he is also a fourth-level spirit man. Perhaps because he lost the first battle in Xuanji Pavilion, his face was a little gloomy.

"Third brother, I'll play this one!" Su Mo asked while moving his hands and feet.

Ji Yehuan glanced at Zhao Yi indifferently, and said to Su Mo, "Go."

"Okay!" Su Mo immediately responded loudly, striding out, 'Deng Deng' stepped onto the competition stage, clasped his fists at Chao Yi and said, "I'm Su Mo, please give me your advice!"

Zhao Yi's gaze didn't fall on Su Mo, and he didn't reply, he didn't pay attention to him at all.

That defiant attitude made Su Mo clenched his fists.

The referee said: "The second round, Xuanji Pavilion Chaoyi vs Beiqi Sumo, starts now!"

Just like Ji Yehuan, at the moment the referee's voice fell, Su Mo yelled, kicked his feet suddenly, and rushed towards Chaoyi like a human-shaped cannonball.

His charge was extremely fierce, his right fist was wrapped in spiritual power, and with a mighty force, he smashed hard at Chao Yi's chest!
Zhao Yi raised his head slightly, and the wind of his fists made his robes flutter, but he did not dodge or dodge, until Su Mo's fist was only half an inch away from his chest, he made a fist, seemingly casually. Fist out.

The fist had an afterimage, and before Su Mo's fist fell, it hit Su Mo's lower abdomen like a heavy hammer!
The excruciating pain caused Su Mo's body to almost convulse for a moment, his eyes protruded from the shock and pain, and the half-stretched fist couldn't fall on Zhao Yi.

Afterwards, Chao Yi punched Su Mo's injured lower abdomen with one punch after another, forcing him to retreat repeatedly.

When he retreated to the edge of the ring, Zhao Yi suddenly snorted softly, and the dark green spiritual power lingered on his right fist, and he punched Su Mo hard in the face!
Su Mo's face was turned sideways, he spit out a string of blood beads, and his body flew out of the ring uncontrollably.

'Boom! '

A dull voice sounded, and Su Mo fell to the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

One side of his face was swollen, and his expression was blank.

Chao Yi blew his fist, and stepped off the stage without waiting for the referee to announce the result.

Everyone stared wide-eyed, and the scene was extremely quiet.

(End of this chapter)