After a day of competition, the Dragon Control Conference, which originally had tens of thousands of participants, was wiped out by one-fifth in the blink of an eye. Now only the more capable ones are left. However, there are also some people who are just pretending to be fake.

The competition in the next few days will be to remove about two-thirds of the remaining people from most of the people here, leaving one-third of the people to participate in the top 500, and then from the top 500

Select the top 100 people, and then select 50 people from the top 100, which are considered the top 50.

Under normal circumstances, people who have entered the top fifty should be said to have good abilities, but it is still difficult to successfully tame a dragon.

But even so, it can be seen from this ruthless killing competition that if you want to tame a dragon, you must be a superior person. In addition to having extraordinary abilities, you must also have a very high mind. Otherwise, your

There is only one word for the outcome: death!

Since there is no express rule in the Dragon Control Conference that you cannot kill people, so if you are injured or maimed and die in the Dragon Control Conference, you can only blame yourself for not being careful, and you can't blame others. You can only break your teeth and go to the hospital.

If you swallow it in your stomach, don’t expect the government to pay for your medical expenses or coffin expenses.

Although the selection of the conference is very cruel, every contestant always hopes that he can be retained to participate in the selection of the top 500. In addition to the temptation of money, another important reason is that he can compete in the royal palace with thousands of people participating.

Occupying a seat among the top 500 in the Dragon Conference is a very big deal in the world.

If you can enter the top fifty unimpeded, not only will you get money in your pocket, but your status in the world will also be significantly improved.

So, this is nothing more than a matter of face. Oh, it shouldn’t be said that, it should be said that it is ability. In this continent where the strong are respected and power is supreme, if you have ability and strength, you are the king, and the rules are made by fists

Come out!

Since the games in the past two weeks were boring, Beiling didn't plan to watch them.

Eating, drinking, having fun, and living a fairly comfortable life.

At this moment, Bei Ling was lying on the bed bored, eating ice-cold grapes, and thinking quietly about what had happened in the past few weeks, especially the complicated relationship between Mo Ran and Dongfang Jianyu that was constantly being sorted out and messed up.

However, based on her observations over the past few days, Mo Ran should have very complicated feelings for Dongfang Jianyu. Although she appears to hate Dongfang Jianyu on the surface, she actually seems to have a little bit of it.

I like it a little bit.

Hmm. Moreover, Dongfang Jianyu must have felt pain for Mo Ran to the bottom of his heart. Otherwise, why would he have given Mo Ran some rare treasures when nothing happened?

For example, the Jade Brocade Magic Box she was playing with at the moment.

After sighing for a while, he looked at the woman opposite who was still sleeping carelessly, and the corner of his mouth twitched. It seemed that someone's flattery was slapped on the horse's hoof.

Well, the two of them will settle their own affairs, so she won't interfere. However, if there is any need for her, she will be happy to lend a small helping hand.

Suddenly, a figure flashed past the window, causing Bei Ling's half-closed eyes to open instantly. What about the decadent look just now?

Beiling sat up from the bed, but was not in a hurry to chase after him.

His eyes were filled with bloodthirsty excitement, and a sneer curled up at the corner of his mouth.

Oh, the peeping dared to peek over her head. Did she think her life was too long? Did she think her yard could be entered and exited at will? She could come in and out as she pleased? Then she

Isn’t it great to talk?

"Ghost, kill!" He spat out three words indifferently, his eyes half-squinted, releasing a dangerous aura.

When the ghost heard this cold command, he felt suffocated for a moment. Such a strong sense of oppression and such cold breath made him hold his breath for a while, not daring to take a big breath.

"Yes." After silently receiving the order, the ghost disappeared and chased the mysterious black shadow.

Beiling sat cross-legged and entered the world of meditation...

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The next day.

The weather is sunny, the blue sky and white clouds complement each other, creating a beautiful picture.

Bei Ling, who had always been a sleepyhead, got up early for the first time today.

This early in the morning really shocked Mo Ran.

In fact, there is nothing else. The main reason is that today is the third week of the Dragon Control Conference. Five people are directly selected from the top fifty to participate in the last week of trials. If the five people selected in the trial are all

If you can pass, you can participate in the last item: Yulong!

However, if only one person fails to pass this trial, then none of the five people will be able to participate in the last event. This seems to be a harsh competition rule, but it is actually to cultivate the spirit of cooperation among the team.

As the saying goes: When everyone adds material, the flames rise! No matter how powerful a person is, he cannot be powerful enough to surpass a team. If a team wants to perform at its best, it needs mutual benefit among team members.

Collaborate, help each other, and overcome everything by twisting into a thick hemp rope!

Moreover, today is also Rousha's competition, and she wants to watch it and cheer her on. Her Rousha is not an ordinary person, and she is confident that Rousha will definitely become one of the five!

Although Beiling thought she had gotten up very early, she did not expect that when she arrived, the venue was already dark and filled with spectators.

Fortunately, she was a guest of Yufu. The officials looked at Yufu's reputation and arranged a viewing position for her with a good view and excellent tea.

She no longer cared about these little things, but what made her a little depressed was that, despite getting up so early, when she arrived at the venue, one-third of the people had already been cleared.

What a meow! How early did his grandma start the competition?!

It was obviously just after noon...

After watching the game for a while, it was finally time for Rousha’s game.

Glancing at Rousha's opponent, the corner of her lips curled up, with a hint of ridicule on her lips.

It turned out to be her, the woman in red who showed off her skills at the opening a few weeks ago.

only……

Hahaha, it's just that he is an idiot who overestimates his own abilities. How dare he dare to challenge her family's sand without any brains? He is simply pushing himself into the fire pit.

Although, her Sha Sha is very gentle and feminine, but that doesn’t mean her Sha Sha has no temper?! Tsk tsk, this is a brainless one. If she challenges Rousha’s bottom line with such rude words, then she can’t guarantee her.

I still have a life to come out of this huge arena alive.

Anyway, this conference didn’t say that you can’t kill people in the ring? Besides, if someone attacks you, don’t you just defend yourself and fight back? She doesn’t know what she can do, so who can blame her?

Beiling smacked her lips in boredom: "This game is surprisingly boring again."

Although he said this, Beiling still stared at the competition on the ring attentively, motionless...

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Chapter completed!