After seeing the number on the sign in his hand, Tang Diandian patted his chest with a look of fear on his face: "No. 13."
It is naturally the best thing for the three of them to be in three arenas.
Tang Feng is not worried about Tang Long. Although he is not the top in the land of spiritual veins, he is still an outstanding person, and others are no match for him. As for Tang Zishu, he was promoted to the top level of heaven not long ago, but
I have been practicing with spirit stones during this period, and my strength has stabilized very quickly. Even if it is not as good as Tang Long, it is not far behind. If my luck is not too bad, there should not be much problem in being promoted to the second round.
The only thing Tang Feng was worried about was Sixth Sister. She was only at the middle level of the heaven level. Even though she had the Heavenly Weapon Singing Sword in her hand, if she met a high level heaven level master, she might not be able to gain favor.
In other words, Sixth Sister was ranked at the bottom in the third competition.
Turning his head and looking towards Arena No. 13, Tang Feng couldn't help but feel relieved. On Arena No. 13, a burly man had already stepped up. This man's chest was exposed and he was standing there with a shaggy beard.
He clenched his fists and looked around for his opponent, shouting endlessly. What reassured Tang Feng was that this big man only had the strength of a mid-level Heavenly Ranker, which was about the same as Tang Diandian.
It's no wonder that among the nearly 100 people participating in the third competition, except for Tang Feng, a low-grade Heaven-level person, the rest were all middle-grade Heaven-level people and high-grade Heaven-level people. Among them, the middle-grade Heaven level people had the largest number.
"Sixth sister, that's your opponent!" Tang Feng pointed in the direction of Arena No. 13. Tang Diandian looked over and couldn't help but tremble and get goosebumps all over his body.
"It's so hairy, so disgusting." Tang Diandian was irritated.
"Go and put him down." Tang Jun chuckled.
"I'm going, waiting for my good news." Even though he was disgusted, he still had to fight. Tang Diandian frowned and walked over there with disgust.
"We're leaving too." Tang Long and Tang Zishu waved their hands and each walked towards their own arena.
After a short while, Tang Zishu came back and said to the two of them with a smile on his face: "We win."
Tang Feng also saw the battle process with his eyes. The opponent was just a mid-level heaven-level person. With Tang Zishu's method, he knocked the opponent off the ring with three strikes, five divisions and two.
After a while of burning the incense, Tang Long also came back. He encountered a high-grade heavenly master, but Tang Long was obviously more powerful. Although the battle was a bit tense, he was still superior and won the victory.
Only Tang Diandian was left, but none of the four of them were worried at all. On the 13th stage, Tang Diandian was holding the Singing Sword and was spinning the burly man around with his own speed.
It can be seen that the burly man's martial arts and martial arts practice are very fierce. He opens and closes a hammer in his hand, which is amazing. But no matter how amazing the attack is, it is useless if it cannot hit the target.
Although the arena occupies a small area, Tang Diandian's speed is not slow, and he can always dodge the opponent's attacks before they hit him. In addition, the Yao Yao sound emitted by the Singing Sword in his hand affects the burly man.
His judgment and speed quickly turned the battle into a one-sided situation.
As long as Tang Diandian is careful, he can win without being hit by the burly man. Of course, it will take longer.
"Mom, run away! Give me a beating from my brother!" The burly man couldn't hit Tang Diandian, so he couldn't help but roared in anger.
Tang Diandian spat softly and scolded: "Look for a beating!"
As he spoke, he actually gave up his strategy of dealing with enemies, pulled back, and struck the burly man with a backhand sword.
Tang Feng was frightened when he saw it. The difference in strength between the two was obvious. If Tang Diandian's sword was blocked by the opponent, the situation of the battle would definitely be reversed.
The burly man's reaction was not slow. When he saw the long sword coming, his eyes lit up. He retreated instead of advancing. The woman opposite kept running back and forth, and he couldn't catch up. It was rare that she actually came to his door. How could he not accept it?
The truth? A flash of light flashed on the hammer, and it hit the sword directly, trying to knock Tang Diandian's Singing Sword away.
Little did he know that Tang Diandian's blow was just a feint. Before the sword edge could reach him, he suddenly changed direction, and the Singing Sword rubbed the edge of the hammer and struck the opponent's hand.
The burly man was startled. Unexpectedly, he had used too much force in his haste, and the weight of the hammer was not light. Due to the inertia of the moment, he had no time to change his move.
In panic, the big man could only pull away and retreat. Before he could regain his footing, Tang Diandian's sword skills were like water and enveloped him.
The big man retreated again and again, finally regaining his strength and preparing to counterattack, when Tang Diandian's singing sword burst out with a sword light.
"Fuck!" The big man yelled angrily and took a step back.
After taking this step back, his body suddenly lost his balance and fell straight to the ground. Tang Diandian kicked him on the chest covered with black hair, and fell back to the ring lightly.
With a "bump", the big man fell to the ground. When he got up again, his face turned red and purple, and he couldn't catch his breath for a long time.
He wasn't injured either, he was just angry. In terms of true strength, he and Tang Diandian were on par with each other. This was the rule in any arena battle. If he fell down, he would lose.
If the burly man meets Tang Diandian in the wild, even if the opponent is faster than him, he can still win if he fights for a long time. After all, women's physical strength and endurance are not as good as men.
Just now, he was too careless and didn't pay attention to his steps. He was so eager for success that he was forced off the ring by his opponent.
Tang Diandian stood on the ring with a heroic appearance, looking down at the burly man and making a face at him.
The person in charge of Arena No. 13 announced loudly: "The Tang family, Tang Dian Dian, wins!"
"Good work, little girl! I admit defeat!" The burly man didn't know which family he was a disciple of, but he could afford to lose. After saying this, he hugged his fists towards Tang Diandian and turned around to leave.
After Tang Diandian ran back with a cheerful expression, Tang Zishu smiled and said, "Congratulations to Sixth Sister."
Tang Diandian also looked like a villain who had achieved success. His tail was almost raised to the sky, and he said smugly: "Actually, I'm not bad at all."
If it were three months ago, Tang Diandian would definitely not be a match for the burly man. But some time ago, Tang Feng took her to Zhongling Valley to make a big fuss and witnessed countless deaths and killings. Later, he fought with her every day in the Tang family.
Coupled with the fact that she was practicing with spirit stones, she was naturally much stronger than three months ago.
In the first round, all three members of the Tang family won, which was naturally good news. Tang Dingtian and Ye Jikong, who were sitting in the stands, couldn't help but smile.
The whole morning was the first round of competition. After all, there were too many disciples participating in the battle, and there were only twenty people in the arena. Only forty people went up to compete each time, so the first round was conducted in batches.
At noon, the first round of competition ended. Half of the nearly 100 people were eliminated. After the first round, everyone had a two-hour rest.
After all, someone was injured in the first round. Although two hours is not enough to recover from the injury, it can still restore the person's physical strength and spirit to cope with the afternoon battle.
Two hours later, the second round of the arena battle started on time.
This time, Tang Feng and Tang Jun also had to play. After half of the people were eliminated in the morning, there were still forty-eight people left. In the second round of competition, half of the forty-eight people had to be eliminated.
After all, in the individual rankings, only the top three are rewarded, and whether the rest can win is just to contribute to the family.
After drawing the lots, Tang Feng took a look at the number on his hand. It turned out to be the same number as Sixth Sister in the morning, number 13.
After comparing it with several other people in the Tang family, they found that they did not have the same numbers. Everyone couldn't help but chuckle, feeling that they were lucky.
After all, among the forty-eight people, five are disciples of the Tang family, so there is a certain chance that they will collide with each other.
Several people were laughing when a curse suddenly came from beside them: "What the hell, why are you like this?"
Hearing that the voice sounded familiar, Tang Feng couldn't help but turn around and saw two women standing next to him, their eyes looking at each other, holding hands, speechless and choking with tears.
Seeing their faces clearly, Tang Feng couldn't help but be happy. These two people turned out to be brothers of the Lin family. Looking at the numbers on their hands, Tang Feng was even happier. Their numbers turned out to be the same number, all number 8.
Arena!
This means that one of them will definitely lose.
Flesh and blood, brothers and sisters turning against each other, what a tragedy!
No matter in the first competition or the second competition, the two of them were inseparable and helped each other, but they did not expect that they would still have to be together in the third competition.
Retribution! Tang Feng felt happy for a while, letting you arrange right and wrong, letting you speak freely, people are doing it, and God is watching!
The short man looked at his brother affectionately and said earnestly: "Second brother, our Lin family is unlucky. We lost one brother in the first competition, another brother in the second competition, and another one in the morning. Now we are the only ones left."
Two of us, right?"
Another cool man nodded.
"You abstain and let me go meet the experts for a while!" The short man sighed and patted his brother on the shoulder.
The cool man shook his head like a rattle.
"Didn't you listen to what Big Brother said?" the short man scolded with a serious face.
The other party pointed at himself and said succinctly: "I am strong!" Then he pointed at the short man: "You are weak, you give up!"
The short man suddenly jumped up like a cat whose tail was stepped on: "Say it again! Do you have the guts to say it again? Believe it or not, I'm so stupid that your wife can't recognize it? I really believe that you win in this competition at home."
What's the matter? That's because my elder brother feels sorry for you and is letting you go!"
The cool man was unmoved and said calmly: "My mother is also your mother!"
The short man groaned, staggered, and almost vomited blood out of anger. He turned his head fiercely and glared at Tang Feng and others who were watching the fun: "What are you looking at? Have you never seen internal strife? Sooner or later, you will have it too.
This day! If you look at it again, all your recruits will be ruined!"
