The Second Round of the Race

“Hehe… the plan works well, and I can also use the advantage of the rules and the power of the Vessel to implement it. The chance of winning the second round now… is equal to ten full parts!!” Leng San muttered, raising a smile…

Sub-branch Seven’s turning of the match to victory shocked everyone!!

“Not bad,” Fu Duanzhi could not help but compliment them…

Xiu Wangya and Baihu Dachen got off the arena gracefully. Xiu Wangya only had a bit of sweat emanating from the temples because she had tried to save her qi for a prolonged battle.

However, Baihu Dachen's face was pale white, and he gasped heavily!! He forced himself to create the Synchronizing Sabre Formation twice, so he lost a large amount of qi. And in the last move, he put in everything he had to conquer Kun Ming, whose power was three levels greater than his. He had almost completely spent up the qi in his body!!

But if he had saved his energy, he would not have been able to end the battle completely like that...