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Chapter 415 Auction

"There are still thirty-three people left. If you are not strong enough, go down by yourself. If you are thrown down, it won't look so good."

Dongfang Qiang, the top player in the Eastern Region, glanced at the remaining people in the ring and said in a deep voice.

His strength is in the middle stage of An Jin. Apart from Hong Ying and Huang Wenxing, he is undoubtedly the strongest person in the field.

Not to mention that there are two dark strength masters around him, three dark strength masters, he is indeed qualified to say this.

"Brother Dongfang, who do you think is suitable to go down?" a woman in smart clothes asked in a delicate voice.

She comes from the Western Region, her name is Murong Qing, and her strength is at the early stage of Anjin.

She is also the daughter of the head of the Murong family, one of the four major families in the Western Region!

"Haha, naturally they are weak!" Dongfang Qiang said with a smile, his eyes sweeping over those who were not strong enough.

The current situation is that those with Ming Jin strength are led by those with Dark Jin strength, and they are divided into nine teams. Adding Hong Ying and two people, there are ten teams.

Naturally, none of these people wanted to go down. In the end, everyone turned their attention to Hong Ying and Huang Wenxing.

They all saw Hong Ying defeat several dark power masters just now, so they all thought that Hong Ying no longer had the strength to fight anymore.

"Little sister, little brother, it seems that only you can go down..." Dongfang Qiang sneered and led the two of them towards Hong Ying and the other two.

"Are you sure you want to fight with us?"

Hong Ying looked at Dongfang Qiang coldly. Although she had gone through the battle, she still had 50% of her strength.

If it wasn't for the purpose of honing her fighting skills, she could kill those people instantly!

"How many people did you defeat just now? Are you already beyond your capabilities?"

"And we still have 70% to 80% strength. Do you think you can defeat us?" Dongfang Qiang said in a deep voice.

"Brother Dongfang, it doesn't seem right for you to take advantage of others' danger, right?" Murong Qing said calmly.

She could clearly see the strength of Hong Ying and the others. If they were promoted and joined the Martial League, they would definitely be their biggest competitors.

Naturally, she also wanted Hong Ying and the two to go down, but she didn't bother to take advantage of others' danger.

"Hahaha, kill him while he is sick, the battlefield is so cruel!" Dongfang Qiang said with a smile, while winking at the two people behind him.

After receiving the instruction, the three of them immediately rushed towards Hong Ying and the two of them, obviously not intending to give them a chance to breathe!

"The boy from the Dongfang family really has no lower limit..." Gao Weiguang said disdainfully.

Although there is nothing wrong with doing this, it was not favored by several big bosses. Even Liu Xun nodded in agreement.

"Mr. Wang, your two apprentices are in danger..."

"Haha, it doesn't matter. Victory and defeat are common matters for military strategists. What's more, they may not be defeated..." Wang Lin smiled lightly, not caring at all.

"Mr. Wang is right. With the abilities and talents of those two little guys, even if they don't make it into the top thirty, the Martial Arts League will make an exception and admit them."

Liu Xun said with a smile that he had understood clearly just now that Hong Ying had a clean background and had only practiced for a month before reaching the late stage of Anjin.

This is unprecedented in the martial arts alliance. With such talent and a clean background, he must be taken under his command no matter what.

In the ring, Dongfang Qiang and Hong Ying were already fighting. It could be seen that although Hong Ying had fought several times, she was still able to deal with Dongfang Qiang with ease.
Chapter completed!
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