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The little Vulcan made strange cries, like a gorilla in heat.

His hands were almost leaving afterimages, and every time he waved his hands, a fireball the size of a washbasin was thrown out and attacked Qin Shiyue.

In the blink of an eye, there was nothing in front of Qin Shiyue except the fireball.

Because the attack range was so wide, many fireballs flew towards the audience.

Fortunately, 99% of the people present were aliens, able to resist these fireballs, otherwise there would be heavy casualties.

The people in the audience started to clear the fireballs while yelling and cursing.

Zhuge Qing activated the Qimen formation at the first opportunity, and a mighty stream of water gushed out, forming a wall-like existence, blocking the audience seats.

Zizizizi~

The fireball fell on the wall of water, making a slightly harsh sound, and a large amount of water vapor rose up.

"Hey, hey, hey~ Stop using water magic, I can't see anymore."

Upon seeing this, Wang Ye quickly raised his hands, and the power of Tai Chi spread out, quickly drawing the water vapor into his hands, while also drawing the remaining fireballs over.

The fireball and water vapor formed the shape of Tai Chi in Wang Ye's palm. The red and white collided and merged with each other, looking extremely beautiful.

"Master Wang Ye has great means."

Upon seeing this, Zhuge Qing's smiling eyes flashed with a gleam of brilliance, and he couldn't help but exclaim in admiration.

"Master's methods, master's methods."

Wang Ye responded twice, and without looking back, he threw the ball of fire and steam in his hand, his eyes always focused on the arena.

Zhuge Qing was not a person without vision. He stopped talking to Wang Ye and focused his attention on the competition field.

Because of the fireball just now and the crazy smashing, the stadium was filled with smoke and dust.

With Wang Ye's guidance just now, the smoke and dust in the stadium has been reduced a lot, and now it has been completely dispersed.

However, the scene before him made Zhuge Qing open his eyes slightly.

There were bursts of exclamations from the audience.

Qin Shiyue was still standing there, and within a ten-meter radius centered on him, everything was safe and sound, and the soil and rocks on the ground were all in their original positions.

In other words, the attack from the little fire god just now couldn't even get within ten meters of Qin Shiyue, and not even the vibration was transmitted at all.

The leading young people present, including Zhuge Qingwangye and others, couldn't help but swap roles and secretly wonder what it would be like if they were in Qin Shiyue's position.

The result is predictable. None of them thinks they can reach Qin Shiyue's level.

The expressions of those who were going to compete next became extremely solemn, and there was a hint of strangeness in their eyes when they looked at Qin Shiyue.

As they go along, they will inevitably run into Qin Shiyue. Now they have to think about how to deal with such a thousand-year-old bastard.

This turtle shell is really too hard! It's not easy to break through it!

Zhang Lingyu gritted his teeth secretly as he looked at Qin Shiyue who was standing there. In just that instant, he could see that Qin Shiyue had become stronger!

"Interesting! You're more interesting than I thought. Just wait and see how I burn your turtle shell to pieces!"

The little fire god roared excitedly, and the flames around him burned rapidly, wrapping around him as if he was wearing a piece of burning clothing.

The next second, the flames behind the little fire god suddenly gushed out, and with the help of the reaction force, it rushed towards Qin Shiyue at a terrifying speed.

It looks like he's carrying a rocket launcher on his back.

Seeing this, Qin Shiyue did not make any special movements, but simply pulled up the wide sleeve of his right hand.

Snapped! ! !

The moment the little fire god came in front of Qin Shiyue, everyone present heard a very crisp slap! Then the little fire god flew backwards and landed exactly where he had just rushed.

How did they come here? How did they get beaten back? And the speed of their return was not much slower than when they came.

"Damn it!"

Seeing the Little God of Fire being slapped away by Qin Shiyue at the first sight, countless audience members in the audience exclaimed in surprise.

They could imagine that the Little God of Fire would be defeated by Qin Shiyue, but they did not expect this result.

There were constant exclamations and discussions from the audience.

It was much quieter on the Ten Lords' viewing stand.

It could even be said to be an eerie silence.

Feng Zhenghao looked at the other ten bosses in confusion, with a hint of doubt in his eyes.

He didn't understand. Everything was fine just now, everyone was drinking tea, chatting and watching the game. Why did the atmosphere change after Monk Baozheng slapped him?

Chen Jinkui, Wang Ai, and Lu Ci all looked at the old Taoist priest and Lu Jin with extremely strange eyes.

The old Taoist priest looked serious, staring at the arena as if he knew nothing.

Lu Jin also had a serious expression, and his face was extremely calm. However, his clenched fists were enough to show that his mood at the moment was not as calm as it seemed.

On the field, the little Vulcan shook his head and stood up. He opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood, which was mixed with a few teeth.

His face was a little crooked by Qin Shiyue's slap in the face, and his cheeks were swollen very high, looking both pitiful and funny.

"Little Turkey Donor, are you okay?"

Qin Shiyue looked at the little Vulcan with a smile and asked with concern.

The money hasn't been transferred yet, but Qin Shiyue is afraid that the little Vulcan will lose his memory after being slapped by her. That would be a huge loss.

"I... nothing happened!"

The little fire god shook his head and spoke unclearly, blood kept flowing from the corner of his mouth and there was a faint gleam of water in his eyes.

Even in this miserable state, the little fire god still acted as if he didn't care.

......

"puff!"

"Pfft! Hahahaha!"

In the audience seats of the Ten Lords, Wang Ai and Lu Ci couldn't hold back any more and burst out laughing.

Especially Lu Ci, if it weren't for his age and the need to save face, he would probably have rolled on the ground laughing.

The old Taoist's cheeks were slightly puffed up, his shoulders were trembling slightly, and his eyes were looking up at the sky. It was obvious that he was in great pain trying not to laugh.

Feng Zhenghao was even more confused. He had no idea what these old seniors were talking about.

But it was not easy to ask directly, so I could only keep the question in my heart.

"You old bastards! That's enough!"

Lu Jin's face was dark, his eyes almost spitting fire, and he glared at Lu Ci and Wang Ai fiercely.

"Old Lu! Why are you in such a hurry? Don't forget that your life is flawless! Calm down, calm down!"

Lu Ci ignored Lu Jin's dark face, and his words were full of sarcasm.

"Old Lu, it's been a long time since the incident happened, please let it go."

Wang Ai echoed from the side, although it sounded like he was just trying to comfort her.

But from Lu Jin's face, which looked so gloomy that it seemed as if water was about to drip out, it could be seen that Wang Ai would be better off not saying this.