A towering young man's figure appeared in front of Ning Xiaoyao.

The young man stood with his hands in his hands, his face was indifferent, his eyes were deep, and he was looking into the distance.

This young man is Deng Jiuling!

The moment he saw Deng Jiuling, the smile on Ning Xiaoyao's face stiffened, like a male duck choked by the neck, and he was stunned.

"This kid, is this son's speed even faster?" Ning Xiaoyao was a little broken.

If Ning Xiaoyao remembers correctly, Deng Jiuling doesn't have a boat.

A warrior without a boat can travel 200 miles, and he is faster than himself?

Sky!

Jump to the shore. Ning Xiaoyao asked tentatively, "Brother Deng, could it be that you are ten minutes earlier than this son?"

Ning Xiaoyao is the son-in-law of the Ning family, the "first family" of the Northern Underworld, and is ranked as the "Son of the Northern Underworld", and he is a big man on the same level as the "Son of the South China Sea" Mo Yu.

Although Ning Xiaoyao and Mo Yu have never fought each other, they still have the confidence to defeat each other.

I never thought that when I came to the South China Sea this time, Ning Xiaoyao used the "Ling Bo Weibu" in the family legend "Getaway", but he still lost to Deng Jiuling!

If you add the first level of mountain climbing, then Ning Xiaoyao has already lost to Deng Jiuling twice!

Depend on!

What a way of the world!

In Ning Xiaoyao's opinion, even if Deng Jiuling is better than himself, ten minutes is already the limit.

Unexpectedly, Deng Jiuling shook his head and directly denied it.

Groov!

Hearing this, Ning Xiaoyao's face changed slightly, and he said in a trembling voice: "It's impossible, it's 20 minutes, right?"

"Not really. Deng Jiuling shook his head.

Rumble!

Hearing this, Ning Xiaoyao's face was changing. His face turned green: "That's ...... Half an hour?"

"Not really. Deng Jiuling shook his head.

Bang!

Crit!

Hearing this, Ning Xiaoyao's eyes widened, and he said in shock: "It can't be 40 minutes, right?"

"Childe, it took you one and a half hours, and Deng Jiuling took 30 minutes. The servant of the Ning family, who had just come over to the bathroom, said stubbornly.

Thundered!

As soon as these words came out, Ning Xiaoyao spun for a while, and he almost fainted in anger.

"So, you are an hour ahead of this son?" Ning Xiaoyao looked bitter.

"Childe, Deng Jiuling didn't set off until 10 minutes after the game started. The servant of the Ning family said in a trembling voice.

Boom Boom!

100,000x critical damage.

After hearing this, Ning Xiaoyao's nose trembled, and he suddenly wanted to cry.

"Life is really as lonely as a dog, and a master is as lonely as snow. Deng Jiuling said suddenly.

Poof!

Hearing this, Ning Xiaoyao staggered under his feet, and almost fainted in depression.

Wow dogs!

Ning Xiaoyao recited this poem twice, and sighed twice about the loneliness of the master, but was swollen by Deng Jiuling's face twice!

Woo!

In an instant, in the eyes of Ning Xiaoyao, the "son of the Northern Underworld", there were faint tears.

"I didn't expect that in the South China Sea, in addition to Mo Yu, there are heroes like you!"

The fist clenched crackling, and Ning Xiaoyao roared angrily: "When the official competition comes, this son must be taught and taught, Taoist friend, your high moves!"

"Don't worry, you won't be my opponent. Deng Jiuling shrugged his shoulders and said lightly.

Poof!

Hearing this, Ning Xiaoyao's face darkened.

Nima, can we not pretend to be forced?

Depend on!

With infinite depression, Ning Xiaoyao put his head on his head, walked sourly on the boulder on the side, closed his eyes and meditated cross-legged, and no longer paid attention to the people around him.

As time went on, more and more warriors. Returning one after another.

Half an hour later, the butler of the Qu family counted and said to Qu Batian: "Master Qiqi, there are a total of thirty-three people participating in the competition this time, and thirty-two people have returned. ”

"Thirty-two?" Hearing this, Qu Batian frowned. His sharp gaze swept over everyone, and he shouted: "Lei Ren, the young city lord of Heavenly Thunder City in the Western Regions, why hasn't he returned?"

"Master, Young Master Lei was attacked by a shark and is dead. The butler said stiffly.

"Dead?" Hearing this, Qu Batian's brows furrowed. His eyes were as sharp as a knife, sweeping the contestants one by one.

In the end, Qu Batian's gaze fell on Deng Jiuling.

"Deng Jiuling, did you kill Lei Ren?" Qu Batian scolded.

"Dean, Lei Ren was killed by a shark, what does it have to do with me?" Deng Jiuling said lightly.

"Hmph. Qu Batian also knew that his words were a bit difficult for a strong man, and he couldn't help but snort coldly.

But to be honest, although there is no direct evidence, Qu Batian has a feeling that Lei Ren was killed by Deng Jiuling.

It's just that this matter has little to do with Qu Batian. Qu Batian didn't bother to pay attention.

Lei Sandao, the lord of Tianlei City in the Western Regions, has been famous for many years, ruling a giant city on one side, a mercenary side, splitting the territory and sealing the territory, ranking among the princes, extremely strong.

It's just the Western Regions and the South China Sea. Separated by thousands of mountains and rivers, the road is extremely dangerous.

So Qu Batian is really not worried, Lei Sandao will come to him in the future.

"In this second level assessment, the martial artists who gathered ten items were a total of ten. ”

The housekeeper cleared his throat, and the old voice resounded through the sky in an instant: "First place, Deng Jiuling." ”

Wow!

Hearing this, the audience shook.

"I'm rubbing, this kid, it's actually the first again. ”

"Damn, what the world!"

The warriors were talking. My heart is a little sour.

"You don't have to worry, 10 points for first place, 9.9 points for second place, 9.8 points for third place, 9.7 points for everyone else. The old voice of the butler resounded throughout the audience again.

As soon as these words came out, everyone's eyes lit up and they were a little excited.

The Qu family formulated the score like this, making it clear that he was unhappy with Deng Jiuling, and he didn't want Deng Jiuling to be the first!

In addition, in the next third level, individual performance only accounts for 7 points, and the other 3 points are impression points. ”

The housekeeper paused and continued: "You guys behave well, and the master will give impression points according to everyone's actual situation." ”

"Cool!"

"That's fair. ”

"Long live the dean!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone was boiling and a little excited.

There are impression scores, even if Deng Jiuling gets a full score in the third level, the total score is only 7 points.

"Stinky boy, you don't have to think about it, you are destined to have a 0 impression score. Caressing his white beard, Qu Batian was a little proud.

This plan is so handsome.

"This old man really tried his best to prevent me from winning the championship. Deng Jiuling frowned, and a wave of anger suddenly rose in his heart.

If it was a fair duel, even if Deng Jiuling lost, he would admit it.

But Qu Batian's force actually made an "impression score"?

Depend on!

Why don't you go to the sun? Why don't you go shoulder to shoulder with the sun?

Deng Jiuling said that he was drunk.

In the second level of the game, because of Lei Ren's death, there were only five peak masters left

The top five are Deng Jiuling, Ning Xiaoyao, Mo Jiande, Feng Yuanba, and Tianfeng Pavilion Young Master Sedum.

As for the sixth to tenth places, although they also got through the customs by luck, they are all soy sauce parties, and they all understand that they are accompanying the prince to study, and the chances of winning are not great.

"Brother District, what's the third level? You can't let these young men fight all the time, right?" Feng Sanye turned the three iron galls and asked tentatively.

"Of course not. Qu Batian shook his head. said with a smile: "The third level is the competition about winning or losing." ”

After speaking, Qu Batian clapped his hands, and the housekeeper immediately held the lottery box and walked to the top ten in turn.

Then they found ten numbers, five of which were red. Five of them are black.

"If the red number and the black number are the same, it is a set of PK on the same stage. The butler's old voice rang out.

"This competition is a battle of life and death, whether it is life or death, you must sign a life and death certificate in advance, if you are not willing to compete, you can leave by yourself now. Qu Batian's solemn voice then sounded.

As soon as these words came out, many martial artists suddenly changed color.

"The first battle, Mo Jiande, against Li Dazhuang. The butler shouted.

Boom!

As soon as the words fell, Mo Jiande, the third young master of the Mo family, was like a peerless sword, jumped into the air, turned into an afterimage, and instantly fell to a ten-meter-high platform.

In this scene, the second-grade grandmaster named Li Dazhuang was watching. Immediately, his forehead sweated, and he said directly: "I...... Throw in the towel!"

Mo Jiande is the younger brother of Mo Yu, the "son of the South China Sea", ranked among the martial arts masters, and has been carefully cultivated by the Mo family since he was a child, and has spent countless resources.

This time, Mo Jiande came with a sword, not only to marry Qu Yan, but also to draw a sword and become famous.

So in this battle, Mo Jiande will kill!

Although Li Dazhuang is a martial arts master, compared to Mo Jiande, he is not as good as a piece of shit, and he is not a fool, so he naturally does not dare to go to the ring.

In this regard, everyone did not laugh at Li Dazhuang, after all, Mo Jiande was too strong, and it was not unjust to lose to him.

"In the second game, Feng Yuanba fought against Zhao Tiezhu. The butler's old voice sounded again.

"Nanhai Zhao Tiezhu. I've seen Taoist friends. The giant, who was 2.3 meters tall and looked like Yao Ming, suddenly stepped into the ring with a fierce look in his eyes.

However, as soon as these words came out, Feng Yuanba suddenly stepped forward and lifted Zhao Tiezhu with his bare hands. The click tore in half.

Bang!

Throwing Zhao Tiezhu in the ring, Feng Yuanba laughed loudly, his eyes full of disdain: "What a special third-grade grandmaster, phew, scum!"

After speaking, Feng Yuanba jumped out of the ring. A look of snort.

Everywhere Feng Yuanba went, everyone retreated, all of them in horror.

The dignified three-grade martial arts master, a strong man comparable to a city official, was actually torn apart by Feng Yuanba with his bare hands?

I, Cao, how big is the strength of this Yuanba?

All of a sudden, everyone looked at Feng Yuanba's gaze, and they were all trembling.

"The third level, Sedum, against Li Tianzhuan. The butler's emotionless voice sounded again.

As soon as the words fell, Sedum turned into an afterimage, as light as a feather, and instantly descended on the ring.

"Li Tianyan is a hegemon in the Western Regions, and his strength is wide open and close, this Sedum is probably not an opponent. ”

"Tianfeng Pavilion is light and long, but the attack power is insufficient, this sentence Li Tian has a great chance of winning. ”

Everyone talked and shook their heads.

However, the result of the game was somewhat unexpected.

After the start of the game, Sedum galloped like the wind, leaving countless afterimages in the ring, and Li Tianqian was dizzy when he watched, and was finally knocked to the ground by Sedum's move.

"Concession. Sedum snapped his folding fan and jumped off the ring triumphantly.

"In the fourth game, Deng Jiuling, fight against Ning Xiaoyao!" The housekeeper's slightly strange voice resounded through the sky in an instant.

As soon as these words came out, the whole audience shook!