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Chapter 25 You Are Not Sincere

Although Ding Yi's talent is not as good as Yu Qin'an, he is also known as a genius within the sect. He knows how to control the battle and how to act to tilt the balance of the battle in his favor.

For example, using words to provoke people to charge and kill, using the hole card to receive the attack, and before the enemy has time to change their moves, one blow will kill them!

With this sword, Ding Yi was full of confidence.

Unexpectedly, Yu Qin'an raised his right hand, his index and middle fingers together, and the sword on it came forward with a wave of energy.

"Chong!"

The sound of fighting resounded.

Ding Yi felt a hot sword energy rush into his hand along the sword body.

His arm trembled, and the sword came out of his hand, falling to the ground with a crisp sound.

Ding Yi was a little distracted, looked down at his trembling hands, and his voice was dry.

"how come……"

Obviously his cultivation level is stronger, almost a level higher than Yu Qin'an!
Obviously he was already prepared and sent someone to intercept him!

The messenger clearly said that Yu Qin'an was hit by a sword in his right shoulder and his right hand was basically disabled!

How could it be...or was he defeated so easily?
Ding Yi raised his eyes and stared at Yu Qin'an, his eyes already bloodshot.

"You don't think you're going to win, do you?"

"A muddy leg is a muddy leg. You don't understand at all... The battle between practitioners is not just about yourself!"

While shouting, he took out the pill and stuffed it into his mouth.

At the same time, the two shields protecting his body flickered and became more solid.

Spirit pills, spirit weapons, this is the auxiliary way, and it is also another kind of strength other than itself.

However, challenging the arena does not prohibit these.

Ding Yi swallowed the pill and laughed.

"My spiritual weapon is a fourth-level spiritual weapon. It can withstand attacks at the Golden Core stage. If you can't break this shield, you can't defeat me! I won't lose, no!"

Ding Yi raised the volume and yelled loudly.

But there was an uncontrollable tremor in the voice.

From the beginning, his confidence lay in... Yu Qin'an was injured, Yu Qin'an was not in good condition, and Yu Qin'an's right hand was disabled.

But when all these conditions were overturned, his confidence was lost.

Seeing his opponent's unbearable appearance, Yu Qin'an couldn't help but feel a little sad.

It's this kind of stuff that spreads rumors secretly, causing...

Yu Qinan lowered his eyes.

The wind blew, clothes flew, and all the lightsaber lights scattered on the field gathered together and merged into the silver-white sword in his hand.

Raise your hand, and cut it down with a sword.

It seems that there is a general trend of heaven and earth, and it is suppressed following this sword.

The shield in front of Ding Yi was trembling in vain, he persisted for a few breaths, and then... it was broken!

Then, the heavy sword suddenly spread out and turned into countless small blades, impacting Ding Yi's body.

In an instant, the skin was ripped open and blood was splashed everywhere.

Ding Yi couldn't help but let out an unbearable cry of pain from his throat, and even the elixir that had just been swallowed was spat out along with blood before he could swallow it.

When the sword force dissipated, Ding Yi had turned into a blood man, his clothes were torn, barely standing in place.

Yu Qin'an pressed the sword in his hand flat on Ding Yi's shoulder and exerted a little force.

Ding Yi's legs softened and he knelt on the ground.

His knees hit the ground, and there was a burst of pain. Only then did Ding Yi come back to his senses and understand what happened.

He opened and closed his lips, hesitant to speak.

That is a spiritual weapon that can withstand the attacks of Golden Core Stage monks. Why on earth can this person... be able to break through it so easily?

Ding Yi couldn't figure it out.

Yu Qinan didn't give him time to think, so he spoke again and repeated two words.

"Apologize!"

Ding Yi gritted his teeth and looked sarcastic.

Just as he was about to say something stupid, he felt the sharp blade sweeping over, cutting into the skin layer on his neck.

Ding Yi's eyelids twitched and he pretended to be calm.

"you do not……"

Yu Qinan clenched his fist with his right hand and slammed it in his face.

Bang!
Ding Yi's nose was broken and blood spurted out.

Yu Qin'an put away his sword and spoke calmly.

"I can't kill."

After the words fell, Ding Yi punched again, and Ding Yi couldn't stand on his knees, and fell back on the ground.

He struggled, trying to escape from here.

But he felt a hand grabbing his shoulder and forcefully pulling him back to the original place.

That punch... fell again.

Yu Qin'an didn't speak any more, nor asked any more questions, but simply waved his fists, as if to vent his anger.

Ding Yi couldn't resist at all.

He held on and mobilized some of the spiritual power he had recovered with the elixir.

However... before he could use it, a heavy punch landed on his lower abdomen.

The scorching spiritual energy penetrated the skin and entered the Dantian, scattering the spiritual energy that had finally been gathered. Indescribable pain spread rapidly from the inside out.

Ding Yi was sweating coldly, his eyes turned black.

Finally he couldn't bear it and spoke.

"I, I apologize, I'm sorry... I'm sorry..."

Yu Qinan stopped his fist.

"Not to me."

Bang!
Another punch hit Ding Yi's side face.

Ding Yi fell to the ground and vomited blood. It took him a few breaths to realize what Yu Qin'an said.

He turned his head with difficulty, and his eyes fell on the person in the audience.

At the same time, the attention of the audience also shifted.

Xin Chu, who was standing with her arms folded and watching the male protagonist beating someone to his heart's content, felt very happy: "..."

What, what?
"I...I'm sorry, it was me who did something wrong..."

Ding Yi stared at her and gritted his teeth.

The next moment, a fist hit him hard on the head.

"Your heart is dishonest."

Ding Yi's face, which was covered in blood, twitched, and his throat was filled with depression.

But he didn't dare to refute, and spoke again.

"...I'm sorry, I shouldn't have found someone to spread gossip and tarnish your reputation!"

Bang!
"Still dishonest."

Ding Yi looked at the black shadows in his sight, took a deep breath, and adjusted his tone.

"Junior sister Xin, I'm sorry! It was my actions that caused you trouble, and I am willing to...make compensation!"

This time, Yu Qinan finally stopped taking action.

Ding Yi secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

He opened the storage artifact with his divine sense and took out a small gray bag.

"There are one hundred middle-grade spirit stones in here, please forgive me, Junior Sister Xin!"

Xin Juan's eyes suddenly lit up.

The spirit stones of the upper, middle and lower grades are converted according to the ratio of 1:100:10000.

One hundred middle-grade spirit stones, that is, [-] low-grade spirit stones... Hey, let's come to a challenge, can there be such a good thing?
However, it was Yu Qin'an who typed this!
With some effort, Xin Yu moved her eyes away from the small gray bag and looked at Yu Qin'an.

But it met his gaze.

After a breath, Yu Qinan shifted his gaze first.

He leaned over and picked up the small gray bag, got off the ring, walked up to Xin Yu and handed it over.

"thanks for your dinnere."

Xin Yu blinked and suddenly understood.

"Senior brother, what you mean is that the apology just now and these spiritual stones are considered as the reward for dinner?"

Yu Qin'an nodded.

"Ah."

Xin Ju immediately stopped complying.

"Brother, there is no need to make such a clear distinction between you and me..."

"need."

Yu Qin'an interrupted her and thrust the gray pouch into her hand.

He took two steps back and distanced himself.

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