The next day the competition was on time, and all the spectators had gathered around the competition venue.

Li Qingfeng was extremely excited and looked forward to Lan Yao's game. Hearing Hai Jun say that he would defeat his opponent across the level, they all looked forward to whether Lan Yao could succeed this time.

The person Lan Yao fought against this time was Pan Yunxi from the White Tiger Kingdom, who had the peak cultivation level of the God of Martial God.

"I don't know if Lan Yao can win!" The group of people were in a heated discussion.

The moment Lan Yao walked onto the ring, everyone around the ring looked at Lan Yao on the ring in shock.

Lan Yao hugged her chest with her hands, smiled slightly, and said modestly, "Uncle, please give me some advice!"

"Uncle...Uncle?" Pan Yunxi blinked his eyes, pointed his finger at him, and looked at Lan Yao in surprise, "Am I?"

"Is there anyone else here besides uncle?" Lan Yao turned around in confusion and looked around, asking Pan Yunxi.

Pan Yunxi was a little dejected and lowered his head, but he didn't expect that he would be called uncle too.

Sure enough, Li Xing and the others were right. Lan Yao is really not half a child, and she can vomit blood when she says something.

Although she is much older than Lan Yao, at least she doesn’t have to call her uncle, right?

"Lan Yao, right? Let's start!" Pan Yunxi was a little helpless and didn't know how to start. Lan Yao called her uncle, and she looked at her so respectful and innocent. It was really hard to get started.

"Okay, uncle, please show your mercy!" Lan Yao nodded happily and said modestly.

Pan Yunxi could only shake his head helplessly, clenched his fists and rushed towards Lan Yao. He could only use 30% of his strength to deal with Lan Yao, thinking that it should be almost done.

Lan Yao showed a playful smile on her lips, took her right foot forward, and took out her palms with her hands, taking Pan Yunxi's fists.

Looking at Lan Yao and Pan Yunxi on the ring, Luo Tongjie smiled and hugged his chest with his hands, looking at Lan Yao.

"Lan Yao, Lan Yao, you must be successful in our Qilin Kingdom, so that those people can also be stimulated by your perverted talent!"

Thinking about Lan Yao’s affairs in the academy, Luo Tongjie could only laugh secretly. He couldn’t say it out yet, and there was no excitement to say it out.

Han Feilong and Liu Yiqun both looked at each other excitedly and nodded.

Now it's Lan Yao's turn to take action, I don't know what the result is.

"Lan Yao?" Looking at Lan Yao on the ring, Zhang Jie turned his head and looked at Han Feilong in confusion, "Brother Han, you Lan Jinling only have the cultivation level of Wu Zong, why did you let her participate?"

"Is it really just a fun game?" Wang Wang, one of the experts of the White Tiger Kingdom, looked at Han Feilong with confusion.

For some reason, when Lan Yao walked onto the ring, the inexplicable sense of crisis suddenly surged out. She always felt that Qilin Kingdom was definitely not simple. How could she ignore such an important competition every 20 years?

Han Feilong smiled awkwardly and said, "I'm so sorry, this is a little disciple. Because he really wants to come to participate in the competition, he accidentally killed the person who was originally participating in the competition and couldn't come, so he had to bring him here!"

"We have nothing to do!" Liu Yiqun said with regret.

Humph, I want me to tell you the trump card Lan Yao now, don’t even think about it, it’s the most fun to scare you to death!

Han Feilong and Liu Yiqun looked at each other and smiled slightly, both of which were comprehension.

Only those who know Lan Yao's perverted talent all watch the game with anticipation, while those who don't know think the result of the game is obvious.

Pan Yunxi, who was fighting against Lan Yao, suddenly felt that the power of the fist he had made suddenly disappeared.

Especially when his fists, which were as heavy as a daughter, actually encountered Lan Yao's palms, all his strength disappeared.

And his fists seemed to be tightly stuck by Lan Yao, and he could not escape at all.

"What's going on!" Pan Yunxi frowned and looked at Lan Yao in shock. Looking at the arrogant smile on her face, she always felt like she had fallen into a bottomless abyss, but she couldn't tell what it felt like.

"Be careful!" Lan Yao's reminder sound came into Pan Yunxi's ears.

Pan Yunxi, who came to his senses, staggered forward, but fortunately stopped and stabilized his body, and did not fall to eat shit.

Pan Yunxi turned his head and looked at Lan Yao in surprise, blinking his eyes, his eyes full of incredible expressions.

"What are this guy Pan Yunxi doing?" Wu Jianzhong looked at Pan Yunxi on the ring with dissatisfaction. He should be able to solve Lan Yao quickly, but he didn't expect that he felt like he was suppressed by Lan Yao as soon as he stepped forward.

Zhang Zhiwei sighed, "Maybe it's because of Lan Yao's naive eyes that make people unable to do it!"

After looking at Zhang Zhiwei, everyone was sweating awkwardly, it seemed that was the case.

Luo Tongjie looked at the people and listened to their discussion. A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth and held back his smile.

Pan Yunxi on the ring clenched his fists with both hands, frowned at Lan Yao, thinking about the incredible thing just now.

What the hell is going on? Why did the fists that approached Lan Yao just now lose their strength?

Is it my problem? Is it because I can't do it? Is it impossible?

Pan Yunxi gritted his teeth, but he still didn't dare to believe this matter. He then confirmed whether it was true.

Lan Yao looked at the unwillingness and incredible look in Pan Yunxi's eyes, and it seemed that it had already worked.

"Come on! Since you doubt it, let's see how powerful I, Lan Yao, are! What is Chaos Tai Chi? Use you to do it!"

Seeing Pan Yunxi rushing towards him, Lan Yao stretched out her palms and waved slowly.

Pan Yunxi narrowed his eyes slightly and saw that Lan Yao's hands seemed to be surrounded by a cloud of fog. The fog moved with Lan Yao's hands, like a soft white light reflecting her hands.

What kind of light is this? What kind of move is this?

The audience around the ring looked at Lan Yao curiously.

"Why do I look at that Lan Yao without strength?"

"Yes, it feels like marshmallows, soft!"

"How can you win with such a powerless move? Sure enough, Qilin Kingdom will definitely lose this time!"

"What a pity!"

"Pan Yunxi should be able to defeat Lan Yao now! Defeat it quickly!"

"That's right, end the game quickly!"

"Oh my God, I can't stand it anymore!"

...

Haijun touched his chin and a playful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. Lan Yao's game is coming to Cairo, and there is a good show to see.

Poor Pan Yunxi, I don’t know how miserable he would be this time.

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