One person: A fusion of Kizaru, the king of the trash-talking gang.

"Hey! Old Qing, you're here too!"

As soon as Jiang Bailan and his group entered the stadium, they saw Zhuge Qing lying on the stands, wearing a black suit, with little Zhuge Bai beside him.

"Old Jiang, you're done competing? That makes sense. Besides Zhang Lingyu, who else in the Luo Tian Grand Ceremony can be your match?" After exchanging a few pleasantries, the two turned their attention to the competition arena below.

With dark circles under his eyes and looking like he might die at any moment, Wang Ye yawned as he walked out of the passageway. Opposite him was a man with long red hair who looked like a Super Saiyan.

The man is Hong Bin, the little fire god of the Huode Sect.

"The contestants have entered the arena; the competition has officially begun!"

As soon as the referee gave the order, Wang Ye struck a pose, signaling the little fire god of the Fire Virtue Sect to attack. In his heart, he was thinking that he could just give up after this match.

Beautiful~

Seeing that his opponent had taken a stance, Little Vulcan did not rush to attack. He had watched several of Wang Ye's matches and knew that this guy was not weak.

"Little Vulcan, hurry up and make your move! I need to go to sleep!" Wang Ye noticed that his opponent wasn't moving, so he could only remind him.

"Hey, you old fox, stop being so arrogant!"

Referee: Thank you! Was that polite? I feel offended!

Hearing Wang Ye say in a lazy tone that he was going to sleep after the fight, the hot-tempered Little Fire God felt that the other party was looking down on him, so he raised his hand and threw out a pillar of fire.

Faced with the opponent's attack, Wang Ye leaped to the side, dodging the incoming pillar of fire, and charged towards the opponent while swinging his Taoist robe.

Unfortunately, even though Wang Ye was a master of Tai Chi, he couldn't find a suitable opportunity to strike against the Little Fire God's wide-range fire attack.

For a time, the game reached a stalemate.

The little fire god unleashed flames, intending to roast the opponent into a suckling pig, but Wang Ye dodged them all.

Wang Ye was looking for an opportunity to get close and prepare to deliver two punches to his opponent, but he couldn't find a suitable moment to strike.

After a brief struggle, the little fire god looked at Wang Ye's scorched sleeve and said angrily, "You old Taoist priest, are you looking down on me? Show me your true skills!"

Although he didn't know what the opponent had used to defeat them before, it was definitely stronger than the Tai Chi he was using now.

"Look down on me? Not at all... I was just testing you."

Wang Ye shrugged helplessly. If he could, he really wouldn't want to use the Mad Queen's Strange Gate, since using it meant his troubles were about to begin.

"In that case, little Vulcan, you'd better watch out."

With a light touch of his foot on the ground, a blue divination pattern appeared in Wang Ye's vision, encompassing his opponent.

Although the audience outside the arena knew that Wang Ye must have done something, they had no knowledge of magic and could not perceive the specific changes at all.

"Master Wang Ye, he is also a sorcerer."

The only one who noticed the difference was Zhuge Qing.

"bluff!"

Finding that the opponent had no real attack, the little fire god gathered two balls of flame in his hands, merged them into one, and shot them towards Wang Ye.

However, what happened next was completely beyond the little god of fire's expectations. The ground beneath Wang Ye's feet writhed, and a long dragon rose up and crashed down on him.

"Kunzi·Tuheche!"

"What the hell is this?"

Zhang Chulan stared wide-eyed at the enormous mud serpent.

"Tsk tsk tsk! Old Qing, it seems that Daoist Wang Ye's magic is stronger than yours!"

Looking at Wang Ye's Earth River Chariot and recalling Zhuge Qing's use of it against him, Jiang Bailan could only say that the difference between the two was quite significant.

Wang Ye's earthen chariot is not only handsome and huge, but also seems to be more powerful.

If we really have to compare the two, Wang Ye's Earth River Chariot is like a Lamborghini, while Zhuge Qing's Earth River Chariot is really just earth and a chariot.

At the same time, he truly witnessed the power of the Mad Queen's Qimen.

Very strong!

Jiang Bailan estimated that she would need at least two lasers to take down this giant mud snake.

Wang Ye: Do you listen to what people say?

Zhuge Qing did not answer Jiang Bailan's question, but stared intently at Wang Ye below, a sense of disbelief welling up in his heart.

how come!

How can this guy's magic be so powerful!

If losing to Jiang Bailan was a difference in strength, then seeing Wang Ye's Earth River Chariot now, Zhuge Qing's difference lies in technique.

He just cast a divination for himself.

Extremely unlucky – like a moth drawn to a flame.

This means that he has absolutely no chance of winning against the king...

Zhuge Qing: I deserve to die!

Why bother watching the game? Just go home and be honest. Jiang Bailan hasn't solved one inner demon, and now he has another one!

Thinking of this, he wished he could slap himself twice.

However, compared to the power that Jiang Bailan used to defeat him, Wang Ye's power, which was also a form of magic, fascinated him and even gave rise to the idea of ​​exploring its origin.

Looking at the battle below and the horrified expression on Zhang Chulan's face, Feng Baobao realized that Wang was a tough opponent and that she needed to make a careful plan.

This guy is a bit fierce; he needs to take a whole bottle of sleeping pills.

Fortunately, Jiang Bailan didn't know what Feng Baobao was thinking, otherwise she would have definitely given her a good beating.

What kind of hellish joke is this? Taking a bottle of sleeping pills, are you burying someone or bringing them to rest in peace? Taking that kind of thing will kill you!

At this moment on the field, Wang Ye, who was relying on the Mad Queen Qimen to form an absolute suppression, suddenly shuddered and shivered. Little Fire God seized this opportunity and launched a counterattack.

However, it was clear to anyone with eyes that Little Fire God was already at his limit and had no chance of winning.

As Wang Ye continued to suppress the enemy with the Mad Queen's Qimen technique, Zhuge Qing in the stands could no longer suppress his inner desires; he wanted to uncover the truth behind this power.

His eyes shimmered with a deep blue light, and a beam of light burst forth from his body, piercing straight into the sky.

"The Secrets of Qimen Dunjia Phenomena!"

Such a dramatic change naturally attracted the attention of everyone in the arena.

"Brother, what's wrong? Don't continue!"

Seeing Zhuge Qing seemingly possessed, Jiang Bailan, though unaware of what had happened, could tell from Zhuge Bai's words that this was not a good thing.

Jiang Bailan scratched his head, somewhat puzzled. He hadn't even clashed with Wang Ye, so why was he still acting crazy?

"Zhuge Qing, what are you doing? Stop right now!" Wang Ye, who had just defeated the Little Fire God, noticed the change in Zhuge Qing and quickly scolded him.

"Brother, stop using the Qimen Phenomenon Technique! Stop right now!"

Hearing Wang Ye and Zhuge Bai's shouts, Jiang Bailan was truly speechless. It's just watching a match, Lao Qing, why are you risking your life like this!

It's not worth it!

With a flash, Jiang Bailan appeared in front of Zhuge Qing, raising her leg to deliver a flash kick in an attempt to wake him up.

As soon as Zhuge Qing exited the Qimen Manifestation Technique, he saw a golden leg lying across his front.

Zhuge Qing: "Why does this thing look so familiar?"

Jiang Bailan: "Oh dear! Old Qing, you've woken up at the worst possible time!"

Zhuge Qing: "I deserve to die! Why did I even come to watch the match?!"