Chapter 35: Liu Huaqiao

Wang Luo looked around, and almost no one gave up.

It's no wonder that apart from Wang Luo and the three of them, there are others who have the idea of just sneaking into the mountain gate. More people want to enter the sect with a higher rank, get the weight of the sect, and more resources later.

Cultivation can go smoothly all the way, which means that only later can you reach a higher realm.

But Wang Luo and the three are different, but if all three give up at the same time, then the dislike will be very great.

So Wang Luo had already explained last night that if there was really a stage where he could give up, Zhao Qianshu would choose to go out first, after all, the goal had been achieved.

As for Zhu Yelang, although his cultivation is not high, at least he is after Zhu Yisun, so Wang Luo will not be worried.

As for his own words, Wang Luo will not be worried.

In any case, Wang Luo will also save his life first.

Wang Luo winked vigorously at Zhao Qianshu.

But Zhao Qianshu didn't move for a long time.

Wang Luo coughedใ€ใ€ใ€

Still no movement.

"Lao Tzu explained to you last night, you forgot all about it, right, I'm so angry. Wang Luo muttered.

At this moment, Zuo Tanzhong had already announced on the stage, and no one present announced his withdrawal, so the lottery was about to begin.

Wang Luo sighed, after the trial, he must knock over Zhao Qianshu's head.

In the autumn season, it is cloudy, and today's Tai'an Sect is blowing a breeze, but it blows on the body, making people physically and mentally comfortable.

The sign in front of each person glowed with green light.

Choose one of the two!

But the stone sticks inside are changing from moment to moment.

Wang Luo took a breath and smoked the one on the left.

Cultivator No. 54, Liu Huaqiao of Yunzhongzhou of the Yanyun Dynasty.

Wang Luo didn't have much impression of this person, but when he looked into the crowd, he saw someone staring at him.

However, there was some hatred in his eyes.

Wang Luo shook his head, and he only thought that he had made a mistake.

I don't know who the results of Zhu Yelang's lottery were.

"When you take a break from the incense stick in the middle, you can adjust your state. When the bell rings, there will be a duel in a designated area. Zuo Tan added on stage.

Because it was the first round of the big competition, there were so many people that they were divided into forty-one groups.

After the duel, the next person will draw lots, and so on.

After several people met, they each said their respective opponents, and Wang Luo knocked on Zhao Qianshu's head: "Didn't I tell you to abstain, let you abstain, didn't you hear it?"

Zhao Qianshu said aggrievedly: "Boss, I forgot, don't worry, I will surrender and abstain directly when I will play." โ€

"That's right!"

Wang Luo was still not at ease, and was a little more verbose. Especially when encountering a threat to the safety of your life, choose to give up as soon as possible.

Zhu Yelang and Zhao Qianshu both nodded.

At this time, Bai Ye walked over with a piece of grass in his mouth, and said leisurely: "Wang Luo, who are you smoking?"

"I don't know. Wang Luo shook his head.

"Wait a minute, if you meet a few big brothers, but you have to be merciful, don't make me ugly. Bai Ye grinned.

Zhao Qianshu on the side went over and patted Bai Ye's shoulder: "Don't worry, when you meet the eldest brother, the eldest brother's fist will definitely be very soft and not painful." That's what you mean, just tell the referee to give up. โ€

Bai Ye nodded with a smile: "It must be!"

The bell rang above the town's slanting peak.

It heralds the beginning of the third and final round of trials.

Dawu Square is very big, how big is it.

If there is a sect disciple walking with a sword at this moment, look down from above. The crowd, divided into more than forty groups, only occupied a small part of the square.

And the judges of each game are the preferred disciples of each peak and sect. There are a lot of people around it, and the officers and soldiers of the Yanyun Dynasty are guarding it.

On the big platform of Dawu Square, there are even more people from the upper echelons of the Tai'an Sect.

Among them, there is a man in white, who is sitting in the center at a young age.

Behind him stood two personal attendants, and looking at the momentum, he could guess that the cultivation was definitely not low.

I don't know which dignitary in the dynasty it is.

It is enough to see how much Yanyun Dynasty attaches importance to the enrollment conference held every three years.

One of the competition venues that Wang Luo divided was at the very edge of the whole field.

There weren't many disciples around, Wang Luo looked around, and the two places with the most onlookers were still the venues of Ye Liantian and He Wuhong.

The referee was a man in green clothes.

Judging by his appearance, he is only a few years old.

This person first introduced the rules of the competition, which is nothing more than stopping at any point and not harming life.

Only then did Wang Luo see his opponent, who was the one who looked at him fiercely just now.

After the Tsing Yi referee announced the start of the competition, Wang Luo thought about introducing himself.

But I saw that Liu Huaqiao suddenly rose from the ground and swung his fist at Wang Luo.

Hit the root out of the anger and knock on the realm!

Since the other party doesn't talk about any rules at all, then Wang Luo will not be at the mercy of the other party.

With both feet on the ground, the spiritual power reaches the dantian and pours the right fist, the body is pulled back, and the strength is accumulated.

That's hard against hard.

Liu Huaqiao fisted, and Wang Luo resisted stubbornly.

A muffled grunt soundedใ€ใ€ใ€

Wang Luo's left foot kicked Liu Huaqiao in the air in a strange posture.

This Liu Huaqiao seemed to have been foreseen in advance, and the whole body was retracted into the bones. Grabbing Wang Luo's right hand, he jumped in the air, and led his strength with his strength.

Wang Luo never thought of this, and his whole body was flipped in the air and fell resolutely.

In an instant, Wang Luo heard a warm applause from the refinery not far away.

"Ye Liantian is domineering, Ye Liantian is domineering!"

Then came another voice.

"Come on He Wuhong, come on He Wuhong!"

Before Wang Luo could react, Ye Liantian's side must have ended the battle.

Followed by Liu Huaqiao's whip leg swept the floor.

Straight to the head of Wang Luo.

Wang Luo slapped the ground with his palm, and the whole person moved backwards with the momentum, dodging the fatal blow.

At this time, Liu Huaqiao did not continue to attack, looked at Wang Luo and said: "If this is on the battlefield, you will already be a dead man." At the time of trial, since it is still half-hearted. โ€

Wang Luo smiled and patted the dust on his body again: "Thank you for reminding me!"

"You're thinking too much, I just wanted to tell you that you're dead with me. โ€

Wang Luo felt a little interesting, and asked again: "Liu Huaqiao, we have a grudge?"

"I have no enmity with you, but I have enmity with you and the people of the central country!" Liu Huaqiao said.

Wang Luo nodded: "I see." โ€

Liu Huaqiao suddenly opened a distance of more than ten steps from Wang Luo, and a long sword suddenly appeared in his hand.

"I'd love to know how many rounds you, a person who has only been in the pulse for a short time, will survive a few rounds under my hands! Also, I especially want to ask, I don't know, do you know what a knock is?" asked Liu Huaqiao with a squinted eye.