Treasure identifying Golden Eyes

2Yang Bo looked at Yan Ruyu, which was a little strange, but he did not care, and continued to ask: "What is the material of the gloves he is wearing, why is it so strong?"     1

    

Yue Junyao frowned, "I can't see it either, but his gloves are indeed sturdy."    

    

Yang Bo nodded, he was only asking casually, and did not mind it much. In the battle just now, he had expended a lot of his energy, especially when his energy exploded, he had expended even more.    

    

Yue Junyao and Yan Ruyu sat beside him, and there would be people looking over from time to time. Yang Bo hesitated for a moment, then said to the two of them, "You two can go back first, I'll stay here alone, it's fine."    

    

Yue Junyao shook his head, "With your current state, it's impossible for you to not have any means of protection. With us here, it would be better for you to take care of us."    

    

"There's really no need." Yang Bo said.    

    

Yue Junyao stood there and did not speak.    

    

Yan Ruyu did not say anything, she stared at the stage, and watched the battle. To her, returning was not a problem, she might as well stay and watch.    

    

Seeing that he could not persuade them to leave, Yang Bo did not say much, but stared at the battle on the stage, and started to carefully observe.    

    

30 matches were many, but they were divided into 5 arenas, with each arena having 6 matches. 30 fights, but each arena was only 6 matches, and even if some fights lasted a long time, there were always some fights that ended quickly.    

    

Yang Bo could not help but frown. The battle before had cost him a lot of energy and he had not completely recovered yet.    

    

Soon, the last match of the second round came to an end. The two contestants were evenly matched, and they almost collapsed on the stage.    

    

Monk Fa Xuan, as the main organizer of the low-level group, looked at the two who had collapsed on the ground and said, "There is only one of you who can advance, but I feel that no matter who you choose, it will be meaningless."    

    

"Master Fa Xuan, I am willing to give him my spot." A person suddenly shouted.    

    

Everyone was shocked. They looked over at that person. They saw him sitting limply on the ground with a face full of sweat. However, his expression was very firm.    

    

Monk Fa Xuan looked at him and nodded, "Since you are being modest, then Peng Kangyun will be the winner number eight and we will move on to the next round."    

    

When Monk Fa Xuan announced the results of the competition, almost everyone looked up. Everyone stared at Peng Kangyun, their faces filled with rage!    

    

Previously, the one who was being treated as a soft persimmon was Yang Bo. However, since he had defeated his opponent in one go, it seemed like he did not put in much effort, making everyone's hearts beat wildly. Now that an even softer persimmon had appeared, everyone would naturally pay attention to it.    

    

The numbers quickly gathered and the different numbers of balls were placed back into the chest. Yang Bo stared at the chest but did not say anything.    

    

At this time, he suddenly felt someone tugging at him, causing him to turn around, only to see Zhou Yunchang standing right beside him, "What's wrong?"    

    

Zhou Yunchang glanced at the stage, "If, I mean if, we are going to fight, I will directly admit defeat."    

    

Yang Bo was startled, "Why?"    

    

"No reason. Even if I were to advance, I'm afraid that I won't be able to become the champion. I think highly of you. However, your condition isn't right today. You can definitely rest a little." Zhou Yunchang said.    

    

Yang Bo was moved, he nodded, "Thank you."    

    

Zhou Yunchang laughed: "I only said it's possible, if you do not meet me, just pretend that I didn't mention it."    

    

Yang Bo nodded, but just as he was about to thank them, he heard the Monk Fa Xuan on stage say: "Number 98, Yang Bo versus number 56, Qin Yue!"    

    

Yang Bo was startled, he raised his head and saw Butcher Qin looking towards him. Butcher Qin had a smile on his face, but that smile looked very malicious.    

    

"Elder Brother Bo, don't go all out later. Even if you lose, you are not afraid." Yue Junyao consoled.    

    

Yan Ruyu was slightly hesitant, and said: "Qin Yue is afraid of fire, I still have a Fire Talisman, take it!"    

    

Yang Bo turned to look at Yan Ruyu and could not help but shake her head, "No need, I'm afraid a Fire Talisman is not of much use to him, let's just keep it!"    

    

Yan Ruyu still handed the Fire Talisman over to him, and Yang Bo accepted it without hesitation, "Don't worry."    

    

With that, Yang Bo turned and looked at Zhou Yunchang. Seeing her awkward expression, he smiled, "Thank you so much! You have to prepare well too, I hope we'll meet in the finals! "    

    

"Alright!" Zhou Yunchang replied.    

    

While Monk Fa Xuan was drawing lots, he was already standing on the stage waiting for Yang Bo. Yang Bo raised his head to look, but he still slowly walked over.    

    

Before, there were many people who disagreed with Yang Bo, thinking that what he had done was simply making a big deal out of him. But now, no one dared to talk nonsense, as they had already proven Yang Bo's strength by defeating an expert of the same level with only one strike when he was injured!    

    

Butcher Qin stood on stage, he stared at Yang Bo and could not help but frown.    

    

This was not the first time he had interacted with Yang Bo by his real name. The last time was in the southwest, when Yang Bo heavily injured him, which made him very angry. At that time, Yang Bo was only at the Qi Drawing Realm, but he actually injured and made him flee!    

    

However, Butcher Qin knew one thing in advance, Yang Bo had a trump card, he needed to guard against Yang Bo's strongest move!    

    

Yang Bo moved slowly, but the distance was not far. Very quickly, he arrived at the stage, and the person controlling the thunderbolt was Mr. Zheng.    

    

When Mr. Zheng saw that both of them were on stage, he spoke a few words of courtesy before announcing the start of the match.    

    

The two of them clasped their hands together as a greeting. Yang Bo then unsheathed his treasure sword.    

    

Qin Yue stared at Yang Bo, "Fellow Taoist Yang, long time no see, I have been waiting for this competition for a long time!"    

    

Yang Bo glanced at Qin Yue, "I am also looking forward to meeting with Fellow Taoist Qin for a long time!"    

    

Qin Yue laughed, "Since it's like that, then let's not waste anymore time!"    

    

With that, Qin Yue immediately rushed over, Qin Yue put on his gloves, but this time, his hand seemed to have a glove, and when Yang Bo swung his sword, he actually dodged by Qin Yue, and furthermore, struck the sword with his fist!    

    

As the fist and the sword clashed, a crisp sound of metal clashing could be heard.    

    

Yang Bo took two steps back, his arms becoming numb. Before, Qin Yue's cultivation had already surpassed his, but now, he was still a cut above him, at least in the peak of Initial Period of Meditation Stage!    

    

Yang Bo had even guessed that Qin Yue was probably the same as him, stuck at the peak of the Initial Period of Meditation Stage and had not broken through all this while, just to wait for the Qi Refining Conference this time!    

    

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