XIAO YUE
Chapter 82's

No one responded to what Xiao Yue said, all they did was still as intensely looking at her.

"Dwelling.... From that moment the other person became a statue! Aihs... If you are angry, be angry! Don't get me? I know I was wrong? Maaf! Maaf! Sorry!" xiao Yue said to the members of the Xiao Clan.

There was a voice of the royal commander who was hardened to announce the winner of the match. "the winner of arena 1 is number 33, arena match 2 the winner is number 35, arena 3 is number 37, 37 , arena 4 champion number 39, arena 5 champion number 41, arena 6 winner number 43, arena 7 pengenngnya number 45 and arena 8 jury number 47. We as the committee congratulate. And you're through to the round of the bag."

"Congratulations Sister Xiao Yue, you advance the next round! Your fight was incredible! I feel the tension too?" xiao Yubi said to Xiao Yue while brandishing his two thumbs.

"Thank you sister Xiao Yubi! Being able to advance to the next round is indeed my hope! My opponent earlier was indeed great I had to bring out all my abilities and skills! I'm so lucky to beat him!" said Xiao Yue.

"Gee... Sisters! You now have fans and fans supporting you. Not only from our Xiao Clan but the spectators present at Gun Ling's Pavilium, are you able to steal their attention? You're the one who's the idol of being the winner of this Lingcup Tournament!" xiao Low was enthusiastic.

"You, how can an event as important as this come so late? You were almost disqualified. You can't be spiked anymore! Xiao Yue take care of your discipline!" panutua 2.

"Eh.... Hehe Sorry! Not on purpose but tomorrow it is tried not to be repeated again," Xiao Yue said with a cry.

"Don't repeat it! Careful if it repeats? Don't you realize you've made us all panic and tense, you didn't show up too?" panutua 5 said, rebuking Xiao Yue.

" I'm late for having to help Xiao Ling and my older cousin. There's no way I'm letting them be in a state of fighting between life and death. I was late for saving their lives. If I had been disqualified, I would not regret it. Because family is important to me too. One of the reasons I have to be strong, great, highly-educated is to be able to protect my family." Xiao Yue's thoughts.

"SORRY! SORRY!" xiao Yue said to all the members of the Xiao Clan by cupping her hands in her chest.

A few moments later, the voice of the Royal Commander announced who was competing. "Participants with numbers 49 and 50 were playing in arena1, numbers 51 and 52 were playing arena 2, numbers 53 and 54 were playing in arena 3, numbers 55 and 56 were playing in aren 4, respectively, number 57 and 58 are arena 5, number 59 and 60 are arena 6,*** 61 and 62 are arena 7 and number 63 and 64 are arena 8."

Xiao Low immediately jumped up as soon as his number was mentioned and left all the members of the Xiao Clan looking at him.

WHUUUS

He landed on the stage of the arena along with his opponent. The referee just installed the Array on stage.

Xiao Low cupped his hands to the chest to corner his opponent. "Did you introduce me Xiao Low of the Xiao Clan wants to try out your brother's abilities?"

With a mocking smile the young man cupped his fists in the chest. "I'm Ye Chukiang from the Ye Clan, greetings know!"

Ye Chukiang did not look at Xiao Low at all. Ye Chukiang considered Xiao Low unfit and worthy of being his match.

Xiao Low who realized that being considered one eye by Ye chukiang was getting excited because that way his opponent would not have vigilance and it would actually be very soothing to him.

Ye Chukiang dodged by jumping to the side but not until his foot landed on the ground a hard and powerful Mana kick hit his hip. Ye Chukiang was sent flying to the Array made by the match referee until it collided.

BRUUK BRAAAK

Ye Chukiang was still lucky not to be directly sent out of the arena because after colliding his body was bounced back on the arena match. A carelessness that almost harmed him.

The members of the Ye Clan who saw instantly tensed and panicked. Because Ye Chukiang had made a fatal mistake of weakening the opponent. And to get here and become a representative of his clan, none of them can be low.

Now Ye Chukiang jumped up and spewed out a mouthful of fresh blood. He began to be wary of his opponent. On the void of the residual blood that was on his lips with his palm.

"It turns out you're pretty good, I almost missed the second round of tickets! But it won't happen again? " ye Cukiang said to Xiao Low.

" What a pity.... That one strike should have gotten me through the second round! Hehe... No problem next, it can! And I'll prove it!" xiao Low replied Ye Chukiang.

"There will be no second chance! There will be no more repetition! The goddess of fortune is protecting and looking after me!" ye Chuliang said with confidence.

Xiao Low instantly made a complicated pattern in the air, "Defense Arrays!" The thin light formed a dome overshadowed Xiao Low inside. Then channel the Mana Energy in a large enough amount when the sword in his hand. "The Sword of the Wind Storm!" Xiao Low raised his mage level.

Ye Chukiang did not stay silent directly enveloping his body with Mana Energy as a defense. And drained all of the Mana Energy on his black iron stick.

"Straight Fire Stick!" The stick that Ye Chukiang was holding was trying to become embers of fire. It rotated - spinning the stick with both hands directly on the pile towards Xiao Low.

Xiao Low who was already ready just immediately welcomed the attack by slashing the attack that came with the fusion of the Wind Storm Sword Sect instantly created a very strong wind to extinguish the air and the Defense Array as the protective layer reflected back the opponent's attack that had not been halted.

WHUUS PLAS BLEEM

As a result of the sword slash the incoming attack had broken in two. The half of the stick that was embers had been extinguished by the strong wind and the half that was still the smoldering stick that was speeding away immediately clashed with the Xiao Low Defense Array and at the same time the attack the continuation of Xiao Low struck the half-coal black iron stick.

BRAAK BLAAR

The half-smoulder bounced back at a faster speed because it was hit and driven by a strong wind that was able to slice through the body.

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