"Now are you going to invite representatives of the three dynasties to come and draw your opponents, right?" said the Beastmaster to the people of the three dynasties. He stretched out his hands, and suddenly three rolls of vellum paper appeared above them.

The vellum paper rises into the sky and floats above the square.

Xuanfeng and the other two walked away in sync, towards the three pieces of animal skin paper. They were all very nervous in their hearts, for fear that they would draw the team led by Hu Lie.

Even with an existence like Murong Yi, he didn't want to face Hu Lie. It's not that Hu Lie is much stronger than Murong Yi, but because Hu Lie's fierce reputation has to make Xuan Feng worried. Even if he faced Shang Hu Lie, it would be difficult to win.

The three Xuanfeng each chose a piece of animal skin paper, and while they were choosing, the animal skin paper flew upside down and fell in front of the corresponding orc team.

Xuanfeng's eyes narrowed, and the last thing he wanted to happen still happened. The scroll he had chosen earlier was now firmly held in Hu Lie's hand. Hu Lie looked at Xuanfeng and them a little playfully, as if he was looking at his prey.

"Which of you comes first?" Hu Lie's voice was full of disdain, because he had this capital!

I saw a person rushing out directly from behind Hu Lie to the martial arts arena, and he looked directly behind Xuanfeng, as if no one looked down on him. Not only Hu Lie, but even the temper of his team members is not comparable to ordinary people.

"I'll go!"

The guy who had always been optimistic about Murong Yi before, when he saw someone coming, he also volunteered to walk over. If he faced Hu Lie, he admitted that he was not an opponent, but if it wasn't for Hu Lie, he would not be afraid.

He knew that no matter how Murong Yi's position was, he would not be able to shake it, all he could do was to fight the first battle and build confidence for everyone.

It would be even better if he could win the hearts of Lin Ying or Luo Qing because of this.

"In the Lower Xuantian Dynasty Lianxi, I also hope that Brother Tai will teach you!"

Lian Xi came to the field, and he still had the demeanor of a cultivator. He looked at the man in front of him, his eyes full of solemnity. Judging from the momentum alone, his opponent is not weaker than him at all.

"Hmph, mother-in-law, mother-in-law, if you want to fight, you can beat it, bring so much nonsense, look at the trick!" was an alpaca opposite Lianxi, and the sheep's mouth kept squirting.

Alpacas have always regarded themselves as noble, except for those royal families, it is difficult for ordinary people to be valued by them. Especially humans, alpacas are even more despised. When he saw Lianxi, Yang Gang couldn't help but spit a few mouthfuls of saliva.

As the saying goes, clay figurines also have three points of fire. What's more, what about Lianxi? Usually he looks down on others, but today he was actually looked down upon by others for the first time, and he was spit on, which he couldn't bear.

At this moment, Lian Xi directly took out his weapon and rushed towards Yang Gang.

Lian Xi's weapon was a spear, more than five feet long, and he stabbed Yang Gang like this.

Above the spear, it is full of spiritual power, starlight, and unrivaled power!

Just as the spear was about to pierce Yang Gang, there were suddenly two more short swords on his hands. The short sword was crooked, taking on the shape of a sheep's horn, and through the short sword, a powerful feeling came from it, giving Lian Xi a feeling of oppression.

On the other two sides, they also started their own duels.

Lian Xi's blow failed, he retreated in one step, and the spear was pointed out again. This time the power was a little stronger than before, and this power was already the limit of what he could use at the moment.

Bite!

There was a stabbing sound, and a powerful force came from the spear. Lian Xi retreated again and again, and even the spear in his hand he had a feeling that he was about to lose his grip.

On the other hand, Yang Gang seems to be a person who is fine, although the impact is strong, it does not have much impact on him.

In contrast, the judgment is high!

"I advise you to leave the field by yourself, maybe you can save a small life! I have seen too much garbage like you, kill you, I'm afraid of dirty my hands!"

Yang Gang's voice is heard and many people feel very uncomfortable, but his own strength is not as good as others, this is true. Who is to blame if his own strength is not good, if Murong Yi was present, this sheep would have been killed a long time ago.

Lian Xi couldn't help but smile bitterly twice, and there was no trace of his pride that belonged to a genius being hit.

"Come on, come on, come on, you're the best. ”

"Look, that's the pillar of our sheep clan!"

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For a while, the whole field was also boiling, and their voices were very loud. The shouts and cheers resounded throughout the audience. There are even some remote sheep and goat races that are beginning to recognize each other.

"Lian Xi, don't hesitate, let's make a move!" Xuanfeng realized that the situation was not good, if Lian Xi didn't cheer up, they would lose this first game.

Lianxi's strength is relatively strong among the people, and he was very fortunate to get one of the eight spiritual weapons before him as a hole card. If he really encounters any difficult enemies, the spirit weapon will undoubtedly be of great help to him.

Previously, Lian Xi just wanted to test Yang Gang's strength, so he had always used his own weapon.

Xuanfeng's voice seemed to be a heavy hammer hammer hammering into Lianxi's heart. The original bad thoughts were suppressed by him in an instant. He looked at Yang Gang and put his weapon back, and then a silver spear was firmly in his hand.

"It turns out that you rely on external things to help, and you humans are like that. I can't do it if I'm weak, but I don't go to the root to improve myself, and I always want to rely on external things. Why does such a race occupy so many borders, and why do you stand on top of it? Are you worthy?"

Yang Gang's hands clenched the short sword again, and in the face of Lian Xi, he was not afraid at all.

As soon as the sheep stepped out, a blood-red color flashed in his eyes. Yang Gang's breath slowly became violent, and after such a distance, everyone in the audience always had a feeling of palpitations when they felt that momentum.

In just a moment, Yang Gang's momentum was almost geometrically overturned. When he came to Lian Xi's side, his eyes turned completely scarlet.

"That's the orc's talent for madness, and they don't feel pain at all in the case of madness. Every time there is a big war, a lot of us will die on this trick!"

Xuanfeng was a little worried, although Lian Xi had a spiritual weapon to help, it was still difficult to say what the outcome would be.

The two short swords in Yang Gang's hands stabbed directly at Lian Xi, and Lian Xi did not hesitate to use his awakened spiritual power, and with the spirit weapon, the power of this shot was more powerful than every attack he had before.

The two kept their distance back and forth, and as time went by, Yang Gang did not flinch but became more and more courageous.

The Orc Frenzy can only be used up to three times a month, and if they are used too many times, they will most likely become a machine that only knows how to kill.

Since the beginning of historical records, it is unknown how many orcs have lost their nature because of their madness. But all this means of increasing strength will have a characteristic, and the orcs are no exception.

Their madness is only strong for a while, and when they come, they will enter a period of weakness. If they fail to win in the time of madness, all that awaits them is death!

The ancestors of the orc clan can die on the field, but none of them surrendered. They won't stop fighting until their last breath is gone.

Slowly, Yang Gang's face also regained a trace of clarity. The speed at which he exited the beast was still so powerful, but the speed was much slower than before.

After Lian Xi survived that period of time, his crisis could finally be resolved. He looked at Yang Gang, who was a little hesitant, and he began his attack again.

The spear was singled out, and with its fourth-order spiritual power, Yang Gang was forced back. The people who originally supported Yang Gang stopped talking, and they looked at this place extremely nervously. I am afraid that if I am not careful, Yang Gang will die under Lianxi's spear.

At this time, the other two battlefields had also been divided, and the Jinjia Dynasty and the Great Liang Dynasty were both victorious. Now that the first round is not over, only the Xuantian Dynasty is not over, and almost everyone's attention is focused here.

"You give me death!" I don't know why, just when the red in Yang Gang's eyes was about to completely disappear, Yang Gang suddenly burst out. The spear thrust into his body, churning.

The power on the spear exploded in Yang Gang's body, and suddenly Yang Gang's body was blurred with flesh and blood.

At the last moment, the short sword in Yang Gang's hand stabbed out directly, as if he wanted to die with Lian Xi. The badly injured Yang Gang couldn't be saved anyway, and he wanted to pull a cushion on his back before he died.

At a certain distance, the spear is completely inferior to the short sword. Although Lian Xi took out the spear from the spatial ring as a counter, the sword still pierced deep into his body.

In the first game, humanity won all, but it was all a miserable victory!

In addition to the one of the Jinjia Dynasty who could still stand, the Lu Yu of the Great Liang Dynasty and Lian Xi of the Xuantian Dynasty were all seriously injured.

Murong Yi and the others also slowly realized the cruelty of this game.

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