Chapter 651 Eight-Gate Golden Lock!

Ye Ling's shouting immediately awakened the dreamers. The disciples of the Chrysanthemum School of the Youyue Immortal Sect hurriedly followed his orders. Chen Guirong picked three junior sisters and discussed with each other. Chen Guirong defeated them with three moves and two styles. After going through the motions, she immediately obtained the qualification to join the Vanguard Army of the Sea Expedition.

Elder Leng Ju arranged for other disciples to follow suit, and was surprised that the evil cultivator Mu Han on the main stage stepped forward to help them out.

Lin Qingcheng, the incarnation of the Youyue Fairy Feng Cailing, looked at Ye Ling meaningfully and sighed: "Ye Ling's alchemy talent is indeed excellent, and his mind is not weak. He is much better than the group of idiots under this seat!"

Hongtang and Xiaotao saw that their master offered help and thought that Chen Guirong had some connection with them because of their friendship. Only Qing Wan understood that the reason why the master did this was because the ancestor of Youyue Immortal Sect was in the team, and he did it for her sake. Anyway, she would not lose anything by giving a reminder, and she could do a favor at the same time, so why not do it?

Chen Guirong and two disciples of the Chrysanthemum School with higher cultivation level flew to the first stage, and the elders of the Five Elements Immortal Sect who were presiding over the first stage were fussy and glaring, but it was useless.

In just a few rounds, Chen Guirong lived up to everyone's expectations, and the Water Rainbow Ring flew out of her hand and hit the shoulder of a casual cultivator, passed smoothly, and flew onto the main stage again.

Chen Guirong first approached Mu Han, who was wearing a blood-stained robe and looked evil, and bowed: "Thank you for your reminder, may I know your name?"

Before Ye Ling could answer, Sikou Tingyan under the ring said loudly: "His name is Mu Han!"

Ye Ling smiled slightly and said calmly: "Chen Daoyou, there is no need to be polite. With your fighting power, you can be ranked around 40th. You can challenge the 42nd champion and you will definitely win."

Chen Guirong was surprised and nodded in response. Anyway, there were three chances to challenge the champion. Since this evil cultivator Mu Han proposed it, maybe he could really win a seat.

The 42nd champion was a fat man with a strong body and a round waist. Hearing this, he couldn't help but roll his eyes and glared at Ye Ling!

Ye Ling was completely unaware and said calmly: "What? Are you not convinced? You think you are no match for Miss Chen, so you want to fight me?"

The fat man was a disciple of Dixuan Xianmen who came to the arena the next day. He had not witnessed the fighting power of the evil cultivator Mu Han, nor did he know his reputation. He stood up suddenly, clenched his fist as big as a bowl, and his bones cracked all over his body. It was as if he was covered with a layer of golden light. He was a gold spiritual root cultivator with equally strong attack and defense!

"I'll take care of her first, and then I'll take care of you!" The fat man grinned, his face full of flesh jumping.

Both from the momentum and the fierce appearance made Chen Guirong shudder.

Ye Ling had been sitting on the main stage for so long. From the beginning to the end, he had seen almost every fight between the champions. He had accumulated a lot of combat experience. At the same time, he knew the strengths and weaknesses of each champion very well. He said, "Don't be afraid! Although he is strong, his body movements are as slow as a snail. You can beat him."

Chen Guirong's eyes lit up, and she nodded vigorously, and sacrificed the Water Rainbow Ring to hit the fat man in the face.

Before the fat man raised his right arm with golden light to block, Chen Guirong's figure was as light as a flying swallow. She quickly turned behind the fat man, swung out the yellow silk ribbon, wrapped it around the fat man's ankle and pulled it hard!

Puff!

The fat man was unstable and fell heavily on the main stage. The moonstone powder on the ground was all over his body, causing the cultivators under the stage to laugh. The Dixuanxian Sect cultivators who were the same sect as the fat man felt ashamed and embarrassed to cheer for their senior brother.

The fat man was so angry that he jumped up and rushed towards Chen Guirong like an enraged wild bull!

This time Chen Guirong completely understood the evil cultivator Mu Han's intention. In her opinion, the fat man's full-speed attack was too slow!

"Fall!"

Chen Guirong used the intermediate-level water-hiding technique, and her figure dodged and flickered. With a turn of her jade wrist, the yellow silk ribbon danced like a spirit snake, tripping the fat man's feet, pulling and pulling, and directly made him fall to the ground!

"Chen Guirong, a disciple of Youyue Xianmen, wins! Ma Junwu of Dixuan Xianmen, you lose, and step down as the 42nd champion."

The elder of Lingfu Xianmen, who was judging the main ring, immediately came to stop the two from fighting to avoid any accidents.

The fat man Ma Junwu got up unwillingly, panting heavily, pulling off the yellow silk ribbon, his face flushed and his neck thick. In his opinion, it was a great shame that he couldn't even beat a female cultivator!

And the instigator of all this was the handsome and evil last champion! Ma Junwu stood up again, clenched his fists and went to find trouble with Mu Han. He thought that the last champion, ranked 100th, could have much ability? Seeing that it was getting late, the competition on the ring was about to be settled, and he had to fight quickly. If he couldn't beat others, could he still beat the last one?

Seeing that he dared to come to him, Ye Ling was also surprised and asked curiously: "Brother, why are you doing this? Did you ask before you went to the ring? Who are the people who were defeated by me?"

Ma Junwu stared with strange eyes as big as copper bells, and shouted angrily: "I don't know, and I don't want to know! Little white face, who is that little girl to you just now? Why are you protecting her so much? Just for this reason, I will beat you up!"

There were many cultivators watching the excitement under the ring. Seeing that the fat man Ma Junwu was asking for trouble, they all followed suit:

"Ma Junwu! You are brave and courageous! You dare to fight with the evil cultivator Mu Han, you are a man!"

"Ma Junwu, you are worthy of being a famous second-generation disciple of Dixuanxianmen. You stepped forward at the last moment. When you win, I am willing to join your team! Hahaha!"

"Yes, yes! As long as you can defeat Mu Han, let alone recruit teammates, we will simply worship you as our master! Hehe, haha!"

Amidst this chaotic noise, the 31st place in the main ring, the black-faced man Wei Tong, who was as tall as an iron tower, stood up suddenly and shouted loudly in a voice like a bell: "Junior Brother Ma, forget it! You are not his opponent, why don't you retreat quickly!"

Ma Junwu was forced to this point and had no room to withdraw. What's more, he was so angry that he couldn't listen to the advice of his fellow disciples?

"Mu Han, give me your life!" Ma Junwu roared, and his joints burst out with violent momentum. He punched like gold and iron and blasted at Ye Ling!

Just when everyone thought that the evil cultivator Mu Han would dodge the attack with incredible body movements, many people even looked forward to seeing Mu Han's unfathomable water hiding technique.

Unexpectedly, Ye Ling still sat steadily on the last ring chairman's seat, without dodging or evading, and his expression remained unchanged! In a moment, his right hand pointed and pinched the formula wantonly, from injuring Du Jing to shocking Xiu Kai's death, drawing the eight gates, complementing each other, and then slapping the palm print heavily, hitting the eight-door golden lock!

A buzzing sound, the echo continued!

Looking at the fat man Ma Junwu, as if he was locked on the ring by the eight-door golden lock, he was still keeping the action of punching, and his fat body was already stiff, looking extremely funny.

A burst of exclamations broke out immediately on the main ring!