Supreme Sovereign

It's no wonder that Lan Yu is panicked and frightened. Lan Yu is very clear about how powerful the Xuanming Eye is. He has always relied on this Xuanming Eye to act unscrupulously, and he has defeated countless monks of the same level. Even in the University Palace, many top geniuses who were more talented and powerful than him were afraid of facing the Eye of Xuan Ming and did not dare to completely break up with Lan Yu.

It can be said that this Xuanming Eye is Lan Yu's signature and amulet.

However, he never expected that this amulet would be broken in one fell swoop by a young man from a secular academy.

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Lan Yu didn't even know whether his Xuan Ming Eye was still in Qin Yi's body at this moment.

But one thing, he was very sure of. His Xuanming Eye did not trap the opponent and had no effect on Qin Yi.

"Lan Yu, I said, I will give you five moves. If you have other means, I can also give you two moves." Qin Yi's tone was understatement.

But Lan Yu's face was ashen at this moment.

He never imagined that the reason why the opponent did not attack him when his dagger was broken was because the five-move agreement had not yet arrived.

It seemed that the other party was risking his life, but for Lan Yu, it was undoubtedly another great humiliation. Lan Yu's face turned blue and white for a while.

It's not that he doesn't want to continue attacking, but his biggest trump card has been used. Even Xuan Ming's Eye couldn't do anything to the other party. Lan Yu really didn't know how else to do it.

Is it really that difficult for a young man from this worldly school to take a bite?

The face of Qin Yi, a harmless young man, seemed to Lan Yu like a nightmare that he had never encountered before in his life!

"Where are you...my Xuanming Eye?" Lan Yu took a deep breath and couldn't help but ask.

Qin Yi smiled: "Xuanming's Eye?"

Patting his chest, Qin Yi smiled and said, "I have to thank you. What kind of treasure is that? It has been refined by me and has become part of the essence in my body."

Lan Yu turned pale in shock: "What? Did you refine the Eye of Xuanming?"

Qin Yi smiled: "You send me your kindness, but I am naturally disrespectful. Is there anything wrong?"

When Lan Yu heard this, he almost spit out blood. What's wrong?

Of course it’s not right, it’s hugely wrong!

But, what's wrong? Lan Yu really didn't have the guts to say it. Since the other party deliberately pretended to be stupid, it was naturally impossible for him, Lan Yu, to beg the other party to return it.

After all, this is a competition in the ring. The competition is not over yet. How can you say that you want people to return the captured items?

Qin Yi's face suddenly darkened and he asked: "Lan, you have two more moves. Can you use them? If you don't want to use them, it will be my turn."

Lan Yu's heart sank even more, and he looked at the unsheathed Seven Kills Sword in Qin Yi's hand with fear. Feeling the strong murderous intent, Lan Yu's heart trembled inexplicably.

The sword was still unsheathed and could break his dagger. Once it appears, what a terrifying power it will be!

Lan Yu simply didn't dare to think deeply, so he subconsciously took a few steps back, just wanting to stay away from the sharp edge of the Seven Kills Sword.

Qin Yi raised his arms flat, holding the Seven Killing Sword in his hand, and smiled faintly: "I only use one sword, whether it is life or death, I leave it to fate, how about it?"

Lan Yu's heart trembled again.

The more Qin Yi said this, the more fear in his heart increased.

At this moment, Lan Yu's ambition and momentum have been completely suppressed by Qin Yi. Qin Yi's every move acted as a great deterrent to Lan Yu.

Coupled with the inherent chilling aura of the Seven Kills Sword, it also greatly suppressed Lan Yu's vitality.

In this case, it is not surprising that Lan Yu feels fear. After all, his greatest reliance was on the Eye of Xuanming being refined by Qin Yi, which was a huge blow to Lan Yu.

Being suppressed in momentum is very fatal.

Qin Yi took a step forward gently, and Lan Yu's expression changed even more, and he instinctively took several steps back.

Qin Yi took another step forward, and Lan Yu retreated continuously.

Between such advances and retreats, Lan Yu has already retreated to the edge of the ring. If he retreats any further, he will fall off the ring and fail.

However, Qin Yi's pressure and the killing intent of the Seven Killing Sword were getting stronger and stronger, converging into a mountain-like pressure and constantly exerting it on Lan Yu.

ah!

All Lan Yu's vitality is firmly locked by the Seven Kills Sword.

This caused Lan Yu's emotions to collapse instantly. With a roar, Lan Yu turned over and automatically fell down the ring. Fortunately, he still had his strength, so he stepped on his feet and landed on the ground. Finally, he didn't fall into pieces.

There was cheering from all around the arena. This was the cheers of the monks from Qingluo Yin Yang Academy, joy from the bottom of their hearts.

Qin Yi even managed to force the arrogant University Palace genius to a point where he had a psychological breakdown and fell off the ring without taking his sword out of its sheath!

Hearing the thunderous cheers, Lan Yu's heart completely collapsed, his face was ashen, and he was completely confused.

Qin Yi stood on the ring, with the jade trees facing the wind, looking indescribably cool. Looking down at Lan Yu from a high position, the contrast is even more stark.

The indifferent and smiling eyes made Lan Yu feel like he didn't dare to look directly at her. It made Lan Yu feel a kind of fear and a feeling of shame deep in his heart.

If it weren't for the worry of irritating Taishu Qin, Palace Master Qingluo would have just wanted to join in the cheers. Even so, his face was still full of smiles.

Shao Pengju was not as restrained as he was. He couldn't help clapping, his face turned red due to excitement.

"So happy, so happy! I never expected that our Qingluo Academy would finally produce an amazing genius."

Taishu Qin's face turned livid and he said to another disciple: "Why don't you help this unlucky guy down? Don't you think it's embarrassing enough?"

Another silver-haired genius, his relationship with Lan Yu is not particularly harmonious, and there are also various competitions between his fellow students. But at this moment, he had no intention of gloating at all.

Because Lan Yu was defeated by a secular genius and lost face to the University Palace. As a fellow student, he also lost face.

The most important thing is that if Lan Yu is unable to deal with an opponent, if he is sent there, the result will probably not be much different.

Lan Yu was in a trance, like a puddle of mud, still muttering: "How is it possible!? How is it possible! How did he do it..."

Taishu Qin really wanted to slap him in the face, but after all, he was the elder of the University Palace, so the city still had this.

He said coldly: "Lan Yu, in martial arts competitions, there are always wins and losses. If you can't handle such a small defeat, I have spent more than ten years cultivating you."

These words did not serve as a wake-up call. Lan Yu still had a dazed look on his face and was still mumbling.

Taishu Qin snorted lightly, stretched out his hand and poked Lan Yu, knocking him down and handing him to another disciple: "Take him down first."