There was a hint of ruthlessness in Qing Ji's eyes. Apparently Huang Liang blocked his move, which made him feel that his face was damaged, and he became murderous on the spot.

"Admit defeat in this round!"

At this moment, Sect Leader Yu suddenly stood up, swept Huang Liang behind with a sweep of his sleeve, and separated himself from Qing Ji.

Obviously, Sect Leader Yu also knew that if Qing Ji made another move, Huang Liang would definitely die.

In essence, this battle was too far apart in strength between the two sides to warrant a fight.

Before, everyone in the Danxin Holy Sect had no clear idea of ​​the strength of the descendants of the Zhaoyang Empire. At most, they only knew that Huo Jingwei was one of the descendants of the Zhaoyang Empire. But in fact, Huo Jingwei was just an alchemy practitioner, and his martial arts strength was

It simply cannot represent the level of the descendants of the Zhaoyang Empire.

But now, seeing Qing Ji's strength, the hearts of everyone in the De Danxin Holy Sect suddenly became heavy.

Qing Ji smiled contemptuously: "I only give you three rounds of opportunities. Now, one round has passed and there are two rounds left."

"If any of you can win one of the rounds, I will give you a chance to negotiate terms. If you can't win even one round, then you are a waste. The waste must obey obediently. Otherwise, the empire has many means to deal with you."

Qingji had a sense of domineering in his words.

This kind of domineering is not expressed in the form of harsh words, but a natural temperament, as if he is born with such domineering capital, which makes people feel frightened.

In the next two games, you only need to win any of them to have the capital to negotiate terms. Although everyone in the Danxin Holy Sect is unwilling to be led by the nose, they have to admit that if there is a chance to negotiate terms, they will always

It's better than nothing. They can make conditions and save as many people in Central Continent as possible.

However, if Qing Ji still fails to get through three moves in these two games, there will be no chance to negotiate terms.

It has to be said that the terms of discussion proposed by the descendants of the Zhaoyang Empire are indeed tempting. If possible, everyone would want to fight without bloodshed, rather than risking the lives of the entire clan to confront the descendants of the Zhaoyang Empire.

Of the three rounds, just win one. Moreover, the only condition for winning is to make three moves under the opponent's hand.

It sounds like the conditions are generous enough.

However, only the people of the Danxin Holy Sect know that it is not easy to do this.

Sect Master Yu glanced at the young disciples present one by one. He saw the different expressions in the disciples' eyes. Some were eager to challenge, while others were slightly dodging. Apparently they had just witnessed Qing Ji's strength and did not dare to do so.

Then he said casually that he would accept the challenge.

Sect Master Yu shook his head at the disciples one by one, telling them to calm down first and not to rush for a fight, let alone attack hastily.

These disciples are the best of the younger generation of the Danxin Holy Sect, so Sect Master Yu naturally does not want anything to happen to them.

"Oh, are all the disciples in your sect just shy?"
Chapter completed!