"Eighteen consecutive victories?"

After being stunned, Ding Ling suddenly said, "I said where he has been these days, and he actually went to the arena. With Yang Qi's strength, it's not surprising that there is eighteen consecutive victories."

Ali hurriedly said, "No, no, no, it is indeed not difficult for the gang leader to win 18 consecutive times, but what if all the opponents are powerful people from the seventh level of the Purple Mansion?"

Ding Ling's face shook and slowly turned her head to look at Ali: "It's all seventh level of the Purple Mansion? Eighteen consecutive victories?"

Ali said with an excited look: "It's almost done. It is said that among these eighteen opponents, there are thirteen strong men of the seventh level of the Purple Palace, who were all defeated by the gang leader yesterday!"

A light shines in Tie Niu's eyes, and a sense of fighting appears on his face: "It's him, I can't do such a thing."

The strong man at the seventh level of the Purple Mansion is not scary. He can defeat the strong man at the seventh level of the Purple Mansion, but he will never win in a row, and will win for 18 consecutive times. This has extremely strict requirements for physical strength and energy. His ability is enough to meet such requirements, but his energy and energy are far from meeting such requirements.

A trace of thought flashed in Dugu Yue's pupils, and she had guessed the reason why Yang Qi did this.

Lie Qianxun suddenly stood up with excitement on his face: "Brother Yang is so powerful. He can defeat eighteen such powerful opponents in a row. Did he also go to the arena today? I can't wait to watch the battle!"

Ding Ling curled her lips: "This guy always doesn't say anything, and doesn't care about our thoughts."

After a pause, her eyes lit up: "You can get a contribution point by winning one game in the arena. This guy Yang Qi won eighteen games in a row, and probably got a lot of contribution points."

Ali's voice trembled: "Indeed, it is said that the gang leader's 18 consecutive victories combined have contributed...80,000!"

"Eight...80,000?"

Ding Ling grew up and said, "Are you sure it's 80,000, not 8,000?"

Ali nodded: "Really, you can get rewards for the challenge of higher-level battles in the arena. But the gang leader has surpassed so many levels of battles, so of course the rewards are much more!"

Ding Ling was shocked and speechless, murmured: "We worked hard all over the Galaxy for a day, but only a few thousand contribution points. He could earn 80,000 contribution points a day by himself..."

The gap between these is really unimaginable.

Dugu Yue stood up and walked out the door: "I'll go and take a look."

Lie Qianxun and Tie Niu also strode forward, following Dugu Yue's footsteps.

"We'll go too!"

Ding Ling said helplessly: "You all went, I can't stop going."

She also followed and the four of them quickly arrived at the arena.

......

"Sir, that kid made a lot of noise yesterday."

In a room, Lin Feng looked respectfully at Yin Wujiu not far away in front of him.

A faint smile flashed across Yin Wujiu's feminine handsome face: "Yesterday's arena was indeed very lively. Xiaotian's man was severely taught a lesson by that kid."

Lin Feng said in a deep voice: "I don't know why, but that boy knew that Xiaofeng was Xiaotian's man, but he wanted to challenge Xiaofeng. He also inspired Xue Ren and won 150,000 contribution points from Xue Ren's gambling. Didn't he know that doing this has completely broken up with Xiaotian? Just him, how could he be Xiaotian's opponent!"

Yin Wujiu smiled faintly and said, "Some things are destined by nature. From the first moment when the freshman named Yang Qi entered the academy, there was no good relationship between him and Xiaotian.

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Lin Feng said curiously: "Why is this?"

Yin Wujiu glanced at Lin Feng indifferently. Lin Feng's body was shocked and he quickly lowered his head: "It's a small offense."

Yin Wujiu seemed to be in a good mood and said lightly: "It's okay. Although few people know about this, it doesn't have any impact on letting you know. Lin Batian is Dao Jue's son."

Lin Feng grew up and looked shocked: "He is Dao Jue's son? So what does this have to do with Yang Qi?"

Yin Wujiu said softly: "If I guess correctly, Yang Qi is a disciple of Gun Jue."

"What!"

The shock on Lin Feng's face had just closed, but now he immediately became even more shocked. However, he suddenly realized in his heart and murmured: "No wonder Tie Niu wants to join the Xinghe, no wonder Tie Niu only has this friend named Yang Qi in the entire academy."

The person behind Tie Niu is Jiang Yannan, and Yang Qi is Jiang Yannan's disciple, so it can be perfectly understood.

Yin Wujiu said lightly: "As a disciple of Gun Jue, Yang Qi is destined to be a member of Lin Batian, who is Dao Jue's son. So after Yang Qi knew that Xiao Feng was Xiao Tian's man, he not only did not restrain himself, but became more and more arrogant. He even set up a small trap to plunder the 150,000 contribution points that originally belonged to Xiao Tian."

A smile slowly appeared on his face and said softly: "Things seem to have become interesting, and our attitude towards Yang Qi seems to be changing as well."

Lin Feng was slightly stunned: "What sir means..."

Yin Wujiu's back hands and eyes flashed with a shiny light: "Now, there is still one year left before the war zone is opened. This year may be very interesting."

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"Boss, what should I do?"

Jiang Sen half-beared and looked carefully at the cold man in front of him.

Bai Pojun's cold eyes did not fluctuate at all: "His identity is a bit troublesome, I will talk to Lin Batian."

Johnson whispered, "What about this period?"

"As usual, you just need to stare at the Tengu people."

"yes!"

Johnson slowly exited the room.

Bai Pojun slowly stood up, and the cold eyes fluctuated for the first time.

"Is Gun Jue's disciple, Dao Jue's son..."

......

"Yang Qi, with thirty consecutive victories, rewarding 3,000 contribution points, crossing the fifth-level battle, rewarding 5,000 contribution points, totaling 8,200 contribution points!"

As the middle-aged referee's unwilling voice rang out, the audience suddenly burst into cheers and shouts, which were extremely quiet.

"Senior Brother Yang Qi is so handsome!"

"Senior Brother Yang Qi!"

"Thirty consecutive victories, thirty consecutive victories!"

"Too strong!"

The figure standing proudly on the ring was so dazzling that it attracted everyone's attention.

Since he entered the A-font arena today, he has fought twelve consecutive battles, and the opponents in the twelve battles are all powerful men of the seventh level of Zifu.

The seventh-level strongman in the Purple Mansion is already at the top among the disciples of the academy and is already an extremely incredible figure in the eyes of ordinary disciples. However, these twelve seventh-level strongman in the Purple Mansion have no power of resistance in front of Yang Qi. Only those two or three people can fight Yang Qi seriously.

Twelve victories, clean and neat, Yang Qi on the ring seemed to never be tired, defeating one strong man after another.

Every victory can make everyone in the audience excited, and every time you defeat someone lightly

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, the atmosphere of the entire venue can be raised again. After twelve consecutive victories, the atmosphere of the entire venue has almost reached an extreme. Everyone stood up and waved the flag and shouted wildly.

"Brother Yang!"

"Brother Yang!"

"This guy is not a human..."

In the audience, Lie Qianxun, Sun Xiaoteng, Lin, Guoyang, Guo Yue and others were all there. After hearing the news about Yang Qi, they couldn't help but come to the arena. They saw all Yang Qi's battles in the arena clearly.

"call!"

Yang Qi let out a breath and calmed the fluctuations of the energy in his body. Then he turned his head and looked at the middle-aged referee: "Next."

The middle-aged referee looked ugly and said, "It's gone."

Yang Qi raised his eyebrows, jumped off the ring, and casually put away his token.

"Thank you for the hospitality today."

Twelve battles, more than 90,000 contribution points, this is what Yang Qi gains today.

"Is it finished?"

"Is it gone?"

Everyone in the audience was a little disappointed, and the high emotions gradually began to return to normal.

"Oh, twelve people, these are already the seventh-level purple mansion powerhouses that participated in the A-font arena today."

“It’s not satisfying…”

"This is not enough. You haven't seen it yet!"

Everyone in the audience was talking, looking at Yang Qi's back with some reluctance.

Yang Qi paused and said lightly: "There is still a battle today, the C-font arena."

After saying that, Yang Qi disappeared into the passage.

"besides!"

"C-font arena!"

boom!
To be continued...