Chapter five hundred and ninety second face is green
"They are all matters between the younger generation. I can't care about so much. But Brother Kang has a lot of things to worry about. The Kang family handles all the big and small matters personally, acting like a cow and a horse. He is truly a wise leader."
Sui Bian sneered.
"Thanks to Brother Sui, everything is safe and sound for now. I just don't know if I can make it into the top five this time. But there is only one person left in the Sui family, so it's hard to say. Hahaha."
Kang Wanjia looked like an old man, and the two of them were tit for tat, overtly or covertly.
"Okay, you two don't want to continue arguing. This time, let me be the referee."
Chen Fangzhou stood up slowly, with a solemn expression, looking at the crowd of tens of thousands of people below, cleared his throat, and said in a deep voice:
"Today's battle, I think you have all been waiting for a long time, the third level, the test is your personal strength, and it is also the time for you to win glory for the sect. Who can outshine the others and compete in the Eastern Wasteland for five hundred years?
In the glorious years, whoever can dominate the world will have to fight here."
Chen Fangzhou's voice was impassioned, and countless experts were excited to hear it. Under the spotlight, strong people gathered together. Everyone wanted to be the most beautiful boy in the world and the most dazzling star. However, the number one in Donghuang,
There can only be one person.
"I believe that each of you is full of fighting spirit and has paid countless prices for today. This world only respects the strong, and so does our Chen family. The next step is a true fair battle. Whoever dares to stand upright with a sword will be killed.
You can conquer the world easily! Come on, kids."
A smile appeared on Chen Fangzhou's face, and for a moment, Ling Yunding boiled up again.
"Everyone, I will be the referee for this third level, hahaha!"
Chen Fangzhou sat down safely, Chen Qingquan danced in the sky, and the sound spread for ten miles. Everyone cheered and jumped for a long time before they became quiet.
"There are hundreds of sects fighting, there are many strong men, there are lonely brave men who fall into the snow cave mountain streams, there are those who are extremely talented and hate the injustice, but only by living can they be proud of the others.
In the third stage of this battle, there are only thirty-three people left. They are determined by drawing lots. One person gets a bye, and thirty-two people fight in pairs. In the second stage, there are seventeen people, and three people get a bye. However, there are other arrangements. Fourteen will win.
, the remaining seven people will advance directly. The loser can challenge three people at will. If he wins, he can enter the top ten. The loser will automatically exit.
Until all seven people are defeated, the top ten compete against each other, two by two, the remaining five people, one person gets a bye, two people fight, and the final winner is three people. Only by winning the brawl can they stand on the first stage in the East Wasteland!
"
With a smile on his face, Chen Qingquan finished explaining the final format, and thunderous applause erupted from the venue.
"This competition system is really cruel. It seems that no one can escape this disaster. Moreover, it is very exciting to prevent someone who is strong from being eliminated directly and the loser group to challenge by byes."
"This is the hell competition system. Those who can persist to the end are definitely geniuses."
"You're right! It may seem like the byes will compete with the losers, but they may go through several battles. Today's battle is not only a battle between strength and talent, but also a battle between endurance and perseverance, so the one who really has the last laugh
, there will never be any doubt, it is definitely an iron will and an unparalleled talent."
"Quack, quack, I can't wait to watch it. This great battle in the Eastern Wilderness will definitely be extremely exciting."
Many people are full of expectations. This competition format can be called a devilish battle. No one can leave early. The one who truly laughs at the end is the one who laughs best.
The word luck is absolutely impossible.
"Isn't it? A member of the Yunxiao Sect is only half a Martial Emperor? Who is that person? This is too rubbish."
"Fang Xiu! Old Demon Fang, many sects in the Eastern Wasteland regard him as a thorn in their flesh. This man is definitely not a good person. He has killed countless people. He is a pure demon king."
"Half-step Martial Emperor? I don't believe it. This kind of guy mostly relies on luck. I heard that he relied on Shui Nishang, the Fairy of Baihua Sect, to get to the snow cave in the second level."
"Hmph, this time, both the mule and the horse are destined to be beaten back to their original shape."
Many people sneered at Fang Xiu, but what really deserves attention is this classic battle in the Eastern Wilderness Martial Arts Forest. Many people just filtered out Fang Xiu, a small character, because he might be the first battle in the third level.
If you can't get through it, won't your true colors be revealed by then?
"Now, the lottery begins! Those who draw the 33rd lottery will have a bye in this round and directly enter the second round. The 1st lottery will play against the 32nd lottery, and the 2nd lottery will play against the 31st lottery.
analogy."
Chen Qingquan gave an order and raised his hand. Thirty-three bamboo sticks appeared in the void and settled in the snow field. Each of the thirty three people drew a bamboo stick.
After everyone got the bamboo picks, they all shook their heads. Obviously, they couldn't get the 33rd pick.
"This is...number thirty-three."
Fang Xiu smiled bitterly, it seemed that his luck was still very good.
Many people looked at Fang Xiu for a moment, and even many people who were not optimistic about Fang Xiu were sarcastic. At this time, the only word that can explain it is luck. Along the way, Fang Xiu has become a great person.
Xio has always been criticized by many people, who questioned his skills and strength, but this time, his luck was really good. He directly received a bye and entered the second round, and the next thirty-two people will compete.
In a two-by-two duel, only by defeating your opponent can you progress further.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, this kid is very lucky, isn't he? He can win all these things, grandma, it seems we want to see this guy killed, we have to wait a little longer."
"Yes, I have long disliked him. A half-step Martial Emperor was actually blown up to the sky. It makes people think that there is no one in our Eastern Wasteland."
"Luck is also a type of strength, so don't harp here and just concentrate on reading."
Many people whispered, and Fang Xiu could only shrug helplessly. Not everyone has such a thing as luck.
"This kid is really interesting, haha."
Qi Yun laughed and said, Fang Xiu drew the number 33 bamboo stick. If both of his Yunxiao Sect can enter the top ten, even if they don't get the first place, they will definitely be in the top ten from now on.
The one who rose to fame in the Eastern Wasteland.
"It seems that Fang Xiu is a lucky person with his own destiny."
Yun Yingzi's eyebrows were filled with joy, and her eyes were extremely clear.
The entire Yunxiao Sect was extremely excited. After all, Fang Xiu had both strength and luck. For them, that was naturally a blessing.
"Please show your number plates and prepare to fight."
Chen Qingquan said in a deep voice.
Everyone quickly stepped forward, and everyone lined up according to the bamboo sticks in their hands. A situation of two-two fighting was formed.
"Lot No. 1, Lottery No. 32, get out of the queue!"
"Lot No. 2, Lottery No. 31, get out of the queue!"
"No. 3 pick..."
Fang Xiu stretched and looked calm.
"It seems that this time, I can watch the battle first."
Yunqi came out, but what he didn't expect was that his opponent turned out to be Pei Dingshan of the Huangshan Sect.
"It's true that the road between enemies is narrow."
Yun Qi said lightly, his fighting spirit in his eyes was extremely high.
"There is no need to show mercy to the Huangshan Sect. You must show them who is the real overlord. There is no way that the Huangshan Sect can bully our Yunxiao Sect."
Qi Yun looked at Yun Qi.
"Yes, ancestor."
Yun Qi stepped forward and faced Pei Dingshan directly.
What surprised Fang Xiu was that Liu Moxie drew Hua Wuyan, which was quite surprising.
Shui Nishang faced the people from Hell Gate. There were more than thirty people, all of whom had seats. The battle was about to begin. A place for battle had already been opened up on Lingyunding.
"Get ready to begin. In this battle, life or death is not a concern, everyone is determined to be determined by their destiny."
After Chen Qingquan finished speaking, everyone took their positions and prepared to fight.
Of course, the battle between Yunqi and Pei Dingshan was the one that attracted the most attention in the Yunxiao Sect.
"It seems that we are really destined, Qi Yun, who do you think will be better between the two of them this time?"
Pei Kuohai said with a smile. He stood beside Qi Yun again just to humiliate him. Pei Dingshan would definitely not lose to Yun Qi. His goal was to be in the top five.
"It's useless to talk more, just watch the battle."
Qi Yun was too lazy to talk to Pei Kuohai. The two sides were at war with each other and a battle was imminent.
Yun Qi's face was stern, his eyes met with Pei Dingshan's, his fighting spirit was high, and he punched with overwhelming force. The two of them started a crazy battle with the sect's long-cherished wish.
Fang Xiu also observed carefully. He knew Yun Qi's skills to some extent, and Pei Dingshan was not weak either. Both of them were half-step martial arts kings, so this battle was not easy for anyone.
However, Fang Xiu is still more optimistic about Yun Qi. Pei Dingshan looks as strong as a black tower, but it is not as scary as he imagined. Yun Qi is like the Dinghai Divine Needle, taking root in the ground and punching hard, destroying everything. Pei Dingshan can't break through his defense at all.
And he is still deeply passive.
After dozens of moves, the situation between the two people has gradually formed. Yun Qi took the absolute initiative and oppressed Pei Dingshan like a bull. The latter was overwhelmed and was moving step by step with a look of panic on his face. At the same time, the look on Pei Kuohai's face
The smile also gradually faded, and his eyes became serious.
"A disciple of the Huangshan Sect is nothing more than that."
Yun Qi snorted coldly, with a hint of disdain at the corner of his mouth, and quickly approached, applying heavy pressure, making the footprints at the foot of Pei Ding Mountain deeper and deeper. With only passive defense, he was almost in a desperate situation.
"I surrender!"
Pei Dingshan's face was full of panic. Yunqi's attack power was so abnormal that he couldn't defend himself. Moreover, he was hit with three heavy punches on the chest. Pei Dingshan was seriously injured. At this critical moment, he didn't care about his face.
, and immediately began to surrender.
On the other hand, Pei Kuohai's expression became extremely ugly and his face turned green.