This time the protagonist doesn't obey, I quit

An Yi waved his hand and warned: "Take a good rest, don't let another personality appear, he is too big, I managed to tie the bandages."

Xiao Yike nodded, smiled and said, "I can almost control it flexibly now."

It has to be said that he in the berserk state is indeed much stronger than the current state.

Therefore, most of the time, he fights in a berserk state.

Being able to control personality changes is indeed a big breakthrough for Xiao Yike.

"Don't worry, leave it to me!"

Fang Jueming smiled, clenched his fists and said, "I'll teach him a lesson for you!"

Next, sixteen to the quarterfinals of the group arena.

They are in the Xuanzi area together.

Xuanzi District advances to the top four in the top 32. He has a great chance to play against Lu Quan.

Chapter 822 When Did I Say I Was a Woman

The match between the top sixteen and the top eight begins.

At this point in the Grand Competition of Hundred Academy, all of them are talented players from the major forces.

Even the venue was concentrated in the biggest arena in Qianyuan Square. It was still held in four competition areas at the same time, divided into two rounds. The rhythm of the ring competition also slowed down.

Everyone is cheering and cheering.

Because everyone knows that the next step is the competition of real strength!

rest area.

An Yi waited with his legs crossed. The four people in the Huangzi district where he was located, besides Xiang Mo, Wang He, and Zhang Kai from the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect.

They are all familiar opponents.

Wang He of Sword Valley, holding a long sword, looked like no one should enter.

Although he looks ordinary, he is dressed in Jiangu's unique white uniform, which can give him a celestial temperament.

Zhang Kai of Ten Thousand Beasts Academy, with a gorilla face, also looks leisurely. From time to time, he stretches out his hand to stroke the hair of the little monkey next to him. He looks like two brothers.

Xiang Mo adjusted his breathing, his eyes were dignified and sharp.

For him, this match, no matter who he faces, is a fierce battle.

"Yellow area, Xiang Mo of Dongxuan Academy, vs. Wang He of Jiangu Academy!" Hearing the referee's voice.

Wang He glanced at Xiang Mo and went straight to the stage.

Xiang Mo took a deep breath and looked at An Yi: "I'm on it, come on."

He couldn't say he was relieved that he didn't fight An Yi, but he was still a little unwilling and extremely contradictory.

On the one hand, he knew that he was not an opponent, and on the other hand, he wanted to try to challenge him, how far he was from An Yi's strength.

"Come on." An Yi smiled.

It's good not to be an opponent, otherwise he would be embarrassed to defeat the disciple carefully trained by his aunt.

Zhang Kai grinned, looked at An Yi provocatively and said, "Hey, kid, don't panic when you see Grandpa in the ring."

Although An Yi saved them in the spiritual realm, this guy is still arrogant and arrogant, without much gratitude at all.

The corners of An Yi's mouth raised slightly, and he said grimly, "I'm going to punch your teeth out for saying this to you!"

Zhang Kai: "..."

For some reason, meeting An Yi's gaze, he felt so flustered that he didn't even dare to say hello.

In the arena, Xiang Mo and Wang He have already played against each other.

The power of black thunder collides with the golden flash!

Dagger vs. long sword, the two sides fought back and forth, and it seemed that they were evenly matched!

"Is that boy from Dongxuan Academy so strong!"

"I can't see it, Wang He is the direct disciple of the sword valley master, and he can even fight equally."

"I didn't expect that, now in the top [-], Dongxuan Academy is among the top three, which is even better than the Spiritual Academy."

Outside the arena, the voice of the audience whispered.

An Yi looked at the ring and nodded slightly.

Although Xiang Mo has just stepped into Nirvana, but at the half-step of Nirvana, he almost has the strength comparable to the initial stage of Nirvana.

Now in the early stage of Nirvana, the real strength is slightly higher than the average strength of this level.

However, Wang He was equally good, with superb swordsmanship, impeccable in attack and defense, and steady and steady, faintly gaining the upper hand.

But it is estimated that for a while, there will be no winner or loser.

An Yi had nothing to do, so he walked towards the Xuanzi area.

At this time, it was Fang Jueming's battle, and his opponent... was Jiu Ge!

"Yo, this is interesting." An Yi grinned and smiled.

On the arena in Xuanzi District.

Fang Jueming kept dodging Jiu Ge's golden wind blade attack by virtue of his body skills.

"It's just these harmless attacks, why don't you punch!"

Seeing that Fang Jueming didn't use his full strength, Jiu Ge felt very angry.

Fang Jueming said in a deep voice: "The curator said that a warrior cannot hit a woman with his fist!"

This is what curator Wu Tong taught him.

Therefore, even if the curator's strength is well-known in the north of the Yangtze River, he will still be raped by his powerless wife.

Hearing this, Jiu Ge's eyes became cold.

What do you mean, women are weaker than men!Or simply look down on her as a girl?

For a while, Jiu Ge was also annoyed by Fang Jueming's machismo and gentlemanly demeanor.

"When did I say I was a woman!" Jiu Ge said coldly.

Fang Jueming was taken aback when he heard this, and his movements slowed down, with a look of shock on his face.

But behind the painted face mask, there is indeed a charming woman...

"It's because I look too much like a woman, so I wear a mask all day long, and I don't want to expose my appearance... Now, do you understand?"

Jiu Ge held the fan, and the hoarse voice of the man became colder and colder: "I just want to fight you in a dignified manner!"

Hearing this, Fang Jueming's confidence was shaken.

Moreover, although she is slender and slim, she doesn't seem to be very grand in scale...

"Huh, Brother Ninth, offended!"

Sensing Jiu Ge's fighting spirit, Fang Jueming stopped dodging, his eyes became sharp.

"Humph!"

Jiuge jumped lightly, the folding fan in his hand turned into a huge phantom, and slashed towards Fang Jueming.

The terrifying golden wind power, lingering, is extremely sharp!

Fang Jueming remained unmoved, quietly maintaining a posture of accumulating energy, and closed his eyes.

Now, even Jiuge couldn't stand it anymore, and screamed: "If you don't make a move, you will die!"

Suddenly, Fang Jueming's eyes opened and turned into golden pupils.

"This, what is this!"

An Yi under the ring was stupefied.

"Fist!"

Fang Jueming's figure was like the wind, and he punched suddenly.

The fist surrounded by golden light, like a little sun, suddenly bombarded Jiu Ge.

The fan condensed with the golden wind spiritual power was scattered by the golden light like a shattering one, and the fist continued to attack Jiu Ge!

Boom!

Jiuge's slender figure flew up and landed heavily on the ground.

The clothes were shattered, as was the painted mask.

An Yi was slightly shocked, this kid is not simple!

"Dongxuan Academy, Fang Jueming wins!"

The referee announced the result loudly.

"Hey, hey, Brother Ninth, cheer up."

On the ring stage, Fang Jueming was supporting the fainted Jiu Ge and calling for help.

"This silly boy..." An Yi was speechless.

Don't say this is his apprentice in the future, it's too embarrassing.

The battle in the Dizi area was over when An Yi arrived.

The passionate shouts in the auditorium have not dissipated.

The two sides in the battle were Chen Bing and Shi Ping from the Mercenary Academy.

On the ring, Shi Ping was tied up like a rice dumpling by silk threads, hanging upside down on it, and the huge hammer had already been thrown down the ring.

At this time, the referee was already announcing the result, and Chen Bing was walking down slowly, pushing his black-rimmed glasses.

The shouts of the audience were deafening.

In the Qianyuan Empire, Chen Bing, as the national teacher, is a well-deserved god!

The popularity is so high that it is terrifying!

"This is the end..."

An Yi was a little speechless, and then looked at Tianzi District again.

The guy in the arena is Su Taisheng from the Demon Sect!

Seeing this guy, An Yi's eyes became serious.

If it is said that the one who attracted his attention the most in the entire Hundred Courts Grand Competition was not Huangfutian or Lu Quan, but this Su Taisheng!

Very weird guy!

Chapter 823 What Did You Shout Just Now?

Su Taisheng's opponent is Shi An.

An Yi had seen the strength of the twin brothers.

Although people are licking dogs, they are quite good in terms of strength, and their natural supernatural power far exceeds that of ordinary Nirvana early stage.

At this time, Shi An was carrying a sledgehammer, sweating profusely, panting heavily, with a look of horror on his face.

"Admit defeat, otherwise I can't guarantee what I will do to you next."

Su Taisheng let out a sinister laugh, his gray hair covered his eyes, so he couldn't see his expression clearly.

Shi An was furious, and once again raised the hammer with his thick arm, and smashed it at Su Taisheng.

Boom!

The heavy hammer struck the black mist, making it difficult to penetrate even an inch.

"This, how is this possible!"

Shi An's eyes were wide open, and the huge hammer was imprisoned by the black mist, and it shattered into pieces bit by bit.