The remaining situations of He Zhuzhu and You Puhua are also similar, each has its own pressure and misfortune.
Wu Bei asked at this time: "Are you still participating in the second knockout round?"
Jing Shatong smiled bitterly: "We have come this far, so we might as well go to the end. Whether we live or die, let God decide!"
You Puhua also said: "That's right, if a person dies or a bird looks up, he will not die for tens of thousands of years, even if he comes, I will never give up until I get a ranking!"
Wu Bei smiled and said: "You two have great ambitions. Come, I have good wine here, let's have a few drinks!"
Tang Bingyun spread a blanket on the ground, and everyone sat on the ground, drinking and talking.
Wu Bei saw that these people were all good-natured people and worthy of friendship, and said: "You three, I will give you secret guidance during the knockout rounds. I can't say that I will definitely help you win, but at least I can save your life."
The three of them were overjoyed and thanked them profusely.
In the afternoon, several people returned to the square and the second round of elimination began.
The first one to come on the stage was Jing Shatong. His opponent was a man with bare hands. As soon as he came up, the man attacked fiercely, killing Jing Shatong until he was unable to fight back.
Wu Bei, who was watching clearly, secretly transmitted a message: "This man's boxing looks fierce, but in fact he doesn't have enough stamina. You only need to insist on thirty moves to turn defeat into victory. In the first thirty moves, you try to attack his left side. This man has been injured, and his left arm is
I have insufficient strength and my left leg is not flexible.”
Jing Shatong was determined and immediately attacked the opponent's left side. As expected, the man became helpless. After thirty moves, Jing Shatong increased the intensity of his attack. After ten moves, he hit the opponent's left rib, causing the opponent to vomit blood and admit defeat.
Walking off the ring, Jing Shatong nodded to Wu Bei.
The second person to come on the stage was He Zhuzhu. As soon as she came on the stage, Wu Bei knew that she had nimble footwork and good swordsmanship. Her opponent was a tall and thin man, a male cultivator with arms above his knees.
Double sword.
Swords and swords were going back and forth, and He Zhuzhu was completely suppressed. Wu Bei took a few glances and secretly transmitted a message: "This person's swordsmanship is more feminine than masculine. The swordsman is there. His fighting style is easy to crack."
, if you stab him between the eyebrows, he will retreat. At that time, you use all your strength to chop his left shoulder. The muscles in this person's left shoulder are tense, which shows that that is where his empty door is, and it is also his most tense vital part."
When He Zhuzhu heard that it made sense, he thrust out his sword. As expected, the opponent stepped back. He Zhuzhu's sword slashed towards his left shoulder.
The strange thing is that the opponent tried his best to dodge, but the sword still hit his shoulder. The man screamed strangely and collapsed to the ground.
After that, Wu Bei gave You Puhua guidance and also helped him defeat his opponent.
After helping the three of them win, Wu Bei's game is about to begin. His opponent is not even as strong as Jing Shatong, so he naturally wins easily.
At the end of the knockout round, there are still twenty-eight people in the group. These twenty-eight people must challenge five people. If they can win three of the five games, they can enter the subsequent rounds.
The challenge has not yet begun, and twenty-eight people stood in one place. At this time, a man with long hair and green robes scanned the crowd with green eyes, and said indifferently: "Everyone, if you don't want to be challenged by me and die in the ring, then
Each person pays one hundred talisman!"
Everyone's faces were ugly, but no one dared to say anything. Instead, one person stood up and said with a smile: "Master Jia is the top master of Guisha Sect. His strength can definitely reach the top ten of the Immortal Ranking. You don't want to die.
Yes, please obediently pay the money."
At this time, another man in white stood up and said with a smile: "Since Brother Jia has opened the business, I, Ma Xiaosheng, can't be idle either. Each person will pay one hundred talisman, and those who don't pay will die!"
Someone walked out from behind him and walked towards the other monks one by one. The monks dared to be angry but did not dare to speak, so they silently took out a hundred talisman coins and handed them into the hands of the man.
Soon, this man came to Wu Bei and said: "Hurry up, don't wait any longer."
Wu Bei asked: "Can you save your life by paying one hundred talisman money?"
The man said: "Of course. If you don't pay the money, Mr. Ma will be the first to challenge you and beat you to death on the ring!"
Wu Bei nodded: "This is really a good way to make money. Please tell Mr. Ma to give me a thousand talisman, otherwise I will be the first to challenge him and beat him to death!"
Everyone was shocked, what? He actually dared to talk to Ma Xiaosheng like this. Didn't he know the status and strength of the Ma family in the earthly immortal world?
Ma Xiaosheng's face turned cold. He stared at Wu Bei and said coldly: "Boy, you are seeking your own death!"
Wu Bei's expression was full of disdain: "Whoever seeks death will know it immediately."
Mr. Jia glanced sideways at Wu Bei and said: "Boy, you performed well before and defeated the enemy with one move. But those two moves of yours are nothing to us. If you are smart, just pay the money to save your life."
Wu Beidao: "And you. Pay one thousand talisman and I won't choose you."
Mr. Jia's face looked ugly, and he said coldly: "Since you are looking for death, I will help you soon!"
The others obediently paid the money, but Wu Bei did not. Mr. Jia and Mr. Ma looked at him with increasingly cold eyes.
Not long after, the Shushan disciple loudly shouted: "The challenge begins!" He began to randomly read numbers, and whoever came up would stand up and choose five people to challenge.
The first person to appear was a flatterer. As soon as he came on stage, he pointed at Wu Bei and said: "You dare to be rude to Mr. Ma and Mr. Jia, I will teach you a lesson for them now!"
Wu Bei was speechless for a while, he was really trying so hard to flatter him so much!
He jumped onto the ring and said: "Flattery also depends on your strength. You'd better save money for a guy like you."
The other party was furious: "Boy, suffer death!"
The opponent's body was close to the ground, and he was killing Wu Bei like a fish, holding a dagger in his left and right hands.
Wu Bei stamped his foot, and a huge force penetrated the ground and hit the man's body. He groaned and fell to the ground, his face as pale as paper.
Before he could react, Wu Bei had already pinched his lumbar spine and bent it. With a "click", the man's face turned sallow and he collapsed to the ground.
Wu Bei kicked him off the stage and asked the Shushan disciple who was hosting the competition: "Can I challenge others?"
The Shushan disciple nodded: "The winner will have priority to challenge."
Wu Bei pointed at Ma Xiaosheng and said, "I challenge you!"
Ma Xiaosheng sneered and jumped onto the ring, saying, "Boy, you really don't know how to live or die!"
"Game start!"
"boom!"
The two of them moved at the same time, the arena shook violently, and the two shadows collided together.
"Crack! Click!"
The two figures were separated as soon as they touched each other. Wu Bei stood with his hands behind his back, a sneer on his face. Ma Xiaosheng fell to the ground, most of the bones in his body were broken, his head was twisted 360 degrees, and his cervical vertebrae were completely broken. He
A pair of eyeballs almost fell out, blood and foam kept spitting out from his mouth, and a "gurgling" sound came from his throat.
Wu Bei stared at him and said: "It's just a thousand talisman, why are you doing this?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Ma Xiaosheng's body twitched a few times, then straightened up and died!
There was a dead silence in the audience. Mr. Jia's face was pale. When Wu Bei looked over, his heart suddenly rose to his throat.
