Chapter 103 Preliminary Round Chapter 103 Preliminary Round

Wu Heng and Cold Frost stepped into the light curtain at the same time, and the surrounding scene changed drastically, here is a plain of green grass, as far as the eye can see, and the sky is dotted with white clouds. And when he looked back, he saw that Cold Frost was no longer by his side, obviously assigned to another scene by the illusory formation.

"I'm so lucky that I was given a kid to be my opponent. A monk from the Western Regions grinned at the corners of his mouth and rubbed his hands, as if he felt lucky for himself, he was standing not far from Wuheng.

"This is really a wonderful world!" Wu Heng looked at the surrounding scenes, only to feel as if he had entered another world, all the scenes were so real and vibrant.

He fixed his eyes and saw a twenty-five or sixteen-year-old monk wearing Western Regions clothes standing in front of him, this person's strength was in the Innate Dual Realm, and he was looking at him with a playful look in his eyes, presumably thinking that Wu Heng looked no more than fifteen or sixteen years old, and his strength should be very ordinary.

"Boy, I ran into you in the first round, it seems that you are not very lucky!" The monk of the Western Regions exited, with the confidence that everything was under control, and he burst out with a strong essence aura, covering all around. Obviously, this monk did not know Wu Heng, although he had heard of the Wu family's divine body, but he had met him, after all, the Western Regions were tens of thousands of miles away from the Southern Regions, and many people had never seen the true face of Wu Heng.

"I think you're unlucky. Wu Heng showed a harmless smile from humans and animals, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly with his exclusive evil grin.

"It's not a small tone. The Western Regions monk sneered and said, "I am Zhou Yu, the core disciple of the Western Regions Yahai Holy Land, I can let you do it first!"

"Okay, since you let me do it first, then I'm welcome. Wu Heng was not humble either, with a wicked smile on his face, and suddenly he burst out with golden divine power, and rushed forward with a fierce punch.

Zhou Yu's face changed, he didn't expect Wu Heng to agree so easily, if the usually arrogant monk would definitely disdain his opponent to let him make the first move, but the young man in front of him didn't even think about it, so he directly agreed.

And the smile on the corner of Wu Heng's mouth made him feel a little uneasy.

"Brush!"

Wu Heng's body was extremely fast, he stepped on the line of character formation under his feet, and he crossed time and space in one step, and appeared in front of Zhou Yu, the speed was unbelievably fast, and the fist he swung out was rapidly enlarged in front of the other party.

That punch had an irresistible momentum, bringing a gust of wind as sharp as a blade, blowing people's cheeks with pain, and the fist bombarded the chest of the monk of the Western Regions.

"This speed ......" Zhou Yu was shocked in his heart, he didn't expect the young man in front of him to use a thunderbolt method, which was unexpected.

Rumble!

Wu Heng didn't give his opponent a chance to react at all, since everyone had already said that he was going to let himself do it, how could he be polite? The fist had a force of 10,000 catties, and it bombarded the opponent's chest heavily.

"Bang. ”

Before Zhou Yu could shout, he had already drawn an arc directly in the void like a scarecrow, and fell dozens of feet away, his head hit the ground first, and his mouth was stuffed with green grass, which was a little funny.

His face was full of horror, and a trace of blood spilled from his mouth, Wu Heng's methods were too tough, and he didn't give himself a chance to fight back at all.

"Wu Heng vs. Zhou Yu, Wu Heng wins, add ten points. However, at this moment, a mechanized voice resounded throughout the martial arts arena, and I saw that on the huge light curtain outside the martial arts arena, there was a scene of Wu Heng and Zhou Yu fighting just now.

I saw that in the picture that emerged from the light curtain, Wu Heng didn't spare his hand as soon as he came on the field, and directly used infinite brute force to blast the opponent out, and his physical strength was too scary. And this is also the first person to win points in this Southern Regions competition.

"That young man is the god body of the Southern Regions, and his strength is really terrifying. In the audience, monks from other regions exclaimed in surprise when they saw this scene.

"However, the monks of the Cliff Sea Holy Land are too weak to be vulnerable at all, and it is reasonable for Wu Heng to win. ”

Wu Heng's battle that could be quickly resolved with just one punch, of course, this was actually inseparable from Zhou Yu's light enemy, otherwise he would definitely not be defeated so embarrassed with his innate strength in the Double Realm.

The monks of Yahai Holy Land looked very good now, and they all turned the color of pig liver. As soon as the core disciples of their own holy land met Wu Heng, they were punched and sent out, and those who didn't know thought that the monks in the Yahai Holy Land were all soft persimmons, which was too embarrassing.

In the VIP box of the viewing seat, Wushi, Leng Shuangyue, and Lu Zhitian were all sitting there, their eyes radiating fine light, as if they could perceive everything, extremely sharp, Wushi's wrinkled face with a little smile, obviously quite satisfied with Wu Heng's performance.

Leng Shuangyue's peerless pretty face showed a look of surprise, she had also heard the news of Wu Heng these days, but she didn't expect that the mortal monk a few months ago now had the title of invincible at the same level, and it was even more of a monk who would cross the level and defeat the monk of the Innate Dual Realm.

In another box, Nangong He stroked his white beard, his eyes narrowed into a slit, and he said to himself: "This kid's growth speed is really fast enough, and now he must have a better effect when he is used to refine immortal medicine, but this Wu family is tricky enough, if they learn that the old man took Wu Heng to refine medicine, they should find my Nangong family to fight to the death." ”

In the illusion, Zhou Yu woke up in shock, his tongue was a little knotted, and he asked: "You, you are the god of the Wu family?"

"Yes, it is under the bottom, and I have conceded. Wu Heng smiled and nodded.

"I'm convinced. Zhou Yu shook his head with a wry smile and stood up, he knew that Wu Heng must have left his hand, otherwise he was afraid that he would not be able to stand up even if he struck down with all his strength.

Originally, he thought that he was lucky, and in the first round, he was divided into a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy who had no experience in the world, but he didn't expect this person to be the eye-catching Wu family god body in the Southern Regions.

"Do you want to continue the competition?" a mechanical-like voice came into Wu Heng's mind, which was generated by the human manipulation of the illusory formation.

Wu Heng knows that this competition can constantly challenge opponents, only the top 100 points can enter the real competition, the higher the opponent challenged, the more points can be obtained.

"Keep competing. Wu Heng gave the answer.

Immediately, the surrounding scene changed again, and the monk Zhou Yu of the Yahai Holy Land had been cleared, and the ten points on his body were added to Wu Heng, and he was not eligible to participate in this martial arts competition.

The same is true of the rules of the game, there is no cruelty, a defeat is a defeat.

But Wu Heng's victory was too fast, and the illusory formation could not assign the next opponent to him, so he could only wait patiently in place.

On the big screen of the martial arts arena, there are dozens of wonderful duel scenes, and the people watching are exclaiming.

A graceful girl wearing a turquoise dress is holding an ancient book in her hand, with words in her mouth, and her long snow-white hair fluttering behind her shoulders is very beautiful, and her delicate jade face has a dignified color.

This woman is Bi Xueyan, there are dozens of monks of the same level in front of her, all of them are martial cultivators of the Innate Triple Realm, from major families and holy places, this illusory formation will not only assign individual opponents, but will even bring more than a dozen monks into one scene.

This is also the scene that the contestants don't want to see the most, and only one of a dozen people can win, which is very cruel and even a little unfair, but it also adds a bit of instability to the competition and a little more interesting, so it has not canceled this illusory scene of more than a dozen people fighting together.

"Let's go up together and defeat Miss Bi of the Bi family first. A core disciple from the Ji family shouted.

The rest of the people understood that if they didn't work together to defeat Bi Xueyan, then they would have no chance of winning, and in an instant, everyone united and fought together.

"Hmph, it's really boring for a dozen of you to bully me as a weak woman. Bi Xueyan frowned slightly, the monks who could represent the major forces in the competition had extraordinary strength, and it was indeed tricky for more than a dozen people to join forces.

"Don't talk so much nonsense, let's do it together. "A monk in the crowd made a move, and he sacrificed a magic weapon and hit it.

Bi Xueyan's expression was solemn, surrounded by green light, she stretched out her slender jade finger and flicked it gently, with a majestic breath of time emanating out, impacting the magic weapon that came back.

The monk looked stunned, he really didn't expect Bi Xueyan to be able to knock back his magic weapon so easily.

"Years. Bi Xueyan let out a low snort, her long snow-white hair fluttered, and the ancient book she was holding in her hand was naturally blown open by the breeze, exuding endless brilliance, and the vast qi flowed out, making more than ten monks stunned, standing in place and not daring to move,

"Bi Xueyan of the Bi family has controlled the Book of Years, I'm afraid that these more than ten monks are not her opponents!"

The other picture of the light curtain is too funny compared to the scene of Bi Xueyan.

A fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl blinked her big smart eyes, with a frightened look on her face, and said crisply: "Big, big brother, you, you have to be merciful." ”

This girl is also the youngest of the monks participating in this competition, it is Wu Ziwan, and her opponent is a seven-foot strong man, a core disciple of a big force from the Northern Regions.

The seven-foot strong man showed an evil smile on his face, stared at Wu Ziwan's slim figure, and said, "Don't worry, little sister, my brother will hurt you." ”

Wu Ziwan's delicate body was in stark contrast to the strong man, and it seemed to have a feeling of beauty and beast.

But what was surprising was that Wu Ziwan took out a spoon from her waist that looked like a stir-fry, and the spoon quickly became huge and hit the head of the seven-foot strong man directly.

Someone saw the grade of this spoon, and everyone took a breath of cold air, as if it was a rare weapon of the psychic level.

The strong man was knocked down by this spoon, and before he could figure out what was going on, he only felt that stars appeared on his head, and he fell down dizzily, and it seemed that the little girl in front of him was very delicate, and no one could have imagined that this spoon would directly knock down a seven-foot strong man.

"Wu Ziwan vs. Sun Ming, Wu Ziwan wins!"

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