I Am The Demon Emperor Kunpeng

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The semi-finals were played on time. Like the previous semi-finals, if he has been defeated six times in the arena, he has to leave.

Sixty people showed up on time, and the five elders, one poor and five elders, had already woven light curtains around the arena to ensure that the audience was not harmed.

Wu Hua was a little nervous. He didn’t know whether the Kunpeng trio, who only had the strength of Level 5, could enter the finals smoothly.

Although looking at their occasional performance, he is still very confident, especially in the preliminary rounds, they are really eye-catching. But he knew that their strength was ultimately at the fifth level of Qi Rank, and now those who entered the semi-finals were all at the ninth level of Qi, and all of them were super powerful.

And these players, there are 57, and the Kunpeng trio must defeat most of them before they have a chance to enter the finals.

Thinking about it, I feel that my legs are weak, and with the strength of the fifth level of Qi, I can’t imagine defeating more than 50 people at the 9th level of Qi.

The three Kunpeng also stood in the court.

Yesterday’s temporary combination no longer exists, but he has scanned everyone who is not from the five major sects, hoping to find the organizer.

But it seems that he can’t be sure who it is, maybe only after the start of the game, he can find out.

Yipian looked at the sixty players who were ready: “Qiqi rematch, starting now, the last ten players will enter the finals.”

The elders of the Five Great Shushan League quickly vacated, leaving the space of the arena for these aura players.

“What should we do, who do we fight with?” Huang Rong asked Kunpeng.

“Here, here it comes.”

Huang Rong turned around and saw several players approaching. One of them said: “You can enter the semi-finals. It is really good. Everyone can see your strength. We are also happy about it, but now there are only ten players in the finals. You feel like you are. Do you have that strength?”

Kunpeng suddenly discovered that this person was the one who came to them yesterday and asked them to leave the field.

Is he the organizer? Today, he started again?

“Can you ask your daimyo and your sect?” Kunpeng did not answer directly, but asked like this.

“Of course. I’m from Helanzong. I know the three of you. You are Kunpeng. They are Huang Rong and Mei Chaofeng. Your past record shows that you do have the strength. But if you think you can’t make it to the finals, I I suggest you leave the game now; of course, if you don’t think like this, let’s play with those words.”

This person is based on the ratio!

Kunpeng was a little dazed for a while. He didn’t know whether this comparison was the one he knew, but no matter who he was, he couldn’t stop him from advancing: “Then fight. This seat will fight you.”

Yesterday, he hasn’t competed with the data, and I don’t know how strong he is.

Wu Hua also noticed the situation in the field. He didn’t expect that the Kunpeng trio would once again be regarded as soft persimmons because of their level five cultivation base.

He was a little annoyed, and really wanted Kun Peng to teach the man who took the lead.

But he was helpless, who said that the cultivation base of the Kunpeng three was only at the fifth level of Qi Rank, no one would think they were powerful wherever they were placed. What’s more, it’s a rematch now, and only ten people have entered the finals. They are naturally the objects that others want to drive away.

According to Bi, he was taken aback for a moment, and immediately smiled and said, “Okay, let’s try.”