Meng Xiaobao seemed to have his eye on Huangfu Longyan, who kept following behind and constantly attacking him with words.
Faced with this situation, Huangfu Longyan was also a little confused. Why did he keep eyeing me?
Although there was a little unpleasantness before, he didn't say anything afterwards, and Dongfang Yudu came forward in person, so this time the matter was considered to be in the past.
But what I never expected was that I would be targeted by this guy now, which is a bit uncomfortable.
Naturally, my own strength can be successfully displayed among these people, but now this guy is directly targeting me.
This made him quite uncomfortable.
"I said, brother, can you let me go? See, it doesn't make any sense for you to keep staring at me like this. You might as well beat out all the others, what do you think?"
When Huangfu Longyan said this, Meng Xiaobao was stunned, and then a rather interesting smile appeared on his face.
There is nothing wrong with that! Thirty-three people have been decided after three decisions, but there are still too many people. This is definitely not possible. If I can compress the number of people once, wouldn't it be better?
"Three times there were thirty-three people, and the other two times were twenty-two. If I drove them all away, the number twenty-three would be a bit unpleasant."
Meng Xiaobao said to himself, and then glanced at Huangfu Longyan, who had been staring at him.
"I'll let you go this time. You gave me a good reminder. You have to stand firm."
Hearing this, Huangfu Longyan was a little dazed and didn't know what the other party meant, but he soon figured it out.
Because he saw the other party completely exploded.
The powerful pressure belonging to the innate strong came instantly.
With a wave of his hand, a huge boat appeared. It didn't have a huge sword intent, but it had a majestic feeling.
Seeing this, the eighty or ninety people still on the field were stunned for an instant.
How can this be fun? A congenitally powerful person has just arrived. What a waste of fun!
Dongfang Ming, who was on the stage, was a little confused. What was this guy doing? A congenitally strong person came to compete in this qualifying match. He was originally a bully, but now you just threw the congenital abnormality.
This is obviously to amplify the move, but Dongfang Ming knows that the opponent is a sword cultivator, but now he does not release his sword intention, but only releases the vision of his sword intention. What is this for, scaring people?
No, what's the point of scaring people? It's the qualifying round now. If it's really meant to scare people, why not wait until the one-on-one later to reveal it? That way, others won't target you!
However, Dongfang Ming knew it soon, because Meng Xiaobao's actions had been clearly exposed.
"go!"
With a slight shout, the huge vision directly overturned countless figures with an incomparable wave of air. Immediately, more than 20 people were kicked out of the venue. This time, the venue was instantly empty.
Now, Dongfang Ming knows what the opponent means. He dislikes the fact that there are too many people and is going to attack indiscriminately. Regardless of what will happen in the subsequent competition, there is a high possibility that only the remaining people will be left in this second game.
Got off on his own.
"Don't run! Come again!"
To control the vision, Meng Xiaobao kept urging everyone and kept counting. It was obvious that his purpose of doing so would be seen by Dongfang Ming.
Once there are eleven people, it is very likely that the other party will intervene to prevent you from doing this, so in order to avoid such a thing from happening, the easiest way now is to avoid such a thing from happening.
The simplest way is to control the number of people yourself, and in the end just solve it all at once.
With this purpose in mind, while Meng Xiaobao was constantly knocking away his opponents, he was also constantly driving these people to one place.
"There are eighteen people, and we still have to fight out seven more."
"Fifteen..."
There were fewer and fewer people on the field. Under Meng Xiaobao's deliberate efforts, the remaining people gradually came together.
Instead, Huangfu Longyan stood not far behind Meng Xiaobao as if nothing was wrong, as if he hadn't seen him at all.
Seeing such a scene, Huangfu Longyan also breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that he had passed this test.
Originally, my intention was to ask the other party to kick everyone else out and end this qualifying match as soon as possible, but I didn't expect that the other party understood the wrong meaning and actually wanted to clear everyone out.
"Everyone, are you ready?"
Seeing the person in front of him, Meng Xiaobao kept smiling.
The eleven people who were suppressed were all depressed. What bad things had they done to meet an innate master?
"Brother Meng, can you lend me a moment to speak."
There was a hint of flattery on Ximen's smiling face. He and Meng Xiaobao had met once before. Although they had a fight last time, they were completely crushed this time.
Looking at the acquaintance in front of him, Meng Xiaobao nodded: "If you have anything to do, just say it directly. There is no need to worry about anything."
Hearing this, Ximen Xiao nodded quickly: "It's very simple. Brother Meng is very powerful. Naturally, we are no match. Seeing Brother Meng's methods, he wants to drive us all out at once."
"But this won't be of any benefit to Brother Meng. Why don't you do this? I'm willing to give you some benefits, just think that I bought a quota."
There is no other way. Their fists are bigger than yours. If you want to get some quota, you have to pay something.
Hearing this, Meng Xiaobao nodded slightly. This was something he had never thought of before. If he could still make money from such a thing, this would be a pretty good suggestion!
"That's not bad. I wonder if you have anything good that I can help you with this time. If it's not something good, forget it. After all, it's better to have fewer opponents than you!"
Meng Xiaobao had a smile on his face. Who doesn't want to make money, and he couldn't make less this time, otherwise it would be uneconomical.
"That's natural. I, Ximen Xiao, am very generous after all. My things are also very simple. Is it okay to have a Fuyao Spirit Fruit?"
Ximen said with a smile and took a wooden box from the people watching the game outside.
"This is the Fuyao Spirit Fruit. It was passed down from the cultivation world. Even a master in the Xiantian realm can save someone as long as he still has a breath. I wonder if such a treasure can be seen!"