This time, the Nanwu Conference did not stop even at night, there were too many people, and if it was only during the day, the competition of the youth group would take at least five or six days.

Even so, until the next night, nearly four or five hundred people in the youth group had not been on stage.

Zhang Yang was drinking a little wine with Xia Wulong in his room, and the two didn't talk for a while before Liu Jun rushed in, and stopped a little flustered when he saw Zhang Yang meeting guests.

Since the beginning of the competition, Zhang Yang has not gone again except for the first two times he went to watch, Liu Jun has been presiding, seeing his panicked appearance, Zhang Yang realized that something was wrong, and said with some doubts: "What's wrong?" ”

Liu Jun wanted to speak and stopped, glanced at Xia Wulong, and waved his hand to indicate that it was okay.

Only then did Liu Jun speak: "President, you can't go on like this, there were thousands of dead and injured in two days, and many of them are good seedlings in their early twenties." Even the closed disciples of several vice presidents were broken, and the more they got to the end, the more ruthless they became, and four people died in ten competitions just now! ”

Zhang Yang frowned, but he understood what these people thought, and the more they got to the end, the more they couldn't hold their breath. Coupled with the bloodshed of the previous two days, there is no scruple about starting under impetuousness, and it is inevitable that there will be more casualties.

Zhang Yang knocked on the table and was a little embarrassed, now this situation cannot be stopped, and these warriors cannot be forcibly attacked.

"I see, how many people haven't been on stage yet?"

"More than 400 people, in two or three hours, the first round should be almost over."

There are about 10,000 warriors in the youth group this time, excluding those who abstained and were injured, and there are about 5,000 people who entered the second round. There are thousands of dead and wounded now, and there will definitely be more later. Kill the red eye, who cares about killing one more.

Zhang Yang sighed, he had expected the dead man a long time ago, but he didn't expect so many people to die. The one-tenth casualty rate was a little unexpected for him, and thinking of this, Zhang Yang sighed and said, "You go and arrange it, let those patrol warriors watch the point, and try not to die again." ”

Liu Jun saw that Zhang Yang had no choice, so he had no choice but to respond. It is impossible for the patrol warriors to watch every game, so at most it can reduce the mortality rate, and it is unknown whether a few people can be saved.

Liu Jun left. Xia Wulong also sighed, and said with a wry smile: "Your Nanwu Society is really a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger, not to mention that the disciples of several of your vice presidents have been broken, and more than half of the major families in the capital have been killed or injured. This is still the first round, and now we are on your way. ”

The reward for the flamboyant opening is good. There are too many people to fight for, and several major families in the capital plus several major forces of the Blue Dragon Society have sent a team of nearly three hundred people. Even so, nearly 100 people were eliminated in the first two days of competition.

You know, they paid their blood to join in this time. The strength of the selected people is not weak, and they are also outstanding among their peers. Even so, so many people have been eliminated, which shows how powerful the elites of the Nanbu Association are this time.

Zhang Yang shook his head, his expression was a little solemn, and he sighed lightly: "I didn't expect this, too many casualties are also a trouble." At least 5,000 people were killed and wounded in a big competition. I can't afford this kind of loss. ”

Thinking of this, Zhang Yang's eyes moved, and he said: "Tomorrow is the second round, and the strength that can break in is not weak, it seems that we can't wait any longer." ”

The stronger the strength. The battle situation will become more and more stalemate, and there will definitely be more dead and wounded, don't really fight for the last ten places to kill and wound most of the people, it will not be in line with the original intention of Zhang Yang.

Xia Wulong glanced at him, but he was a little curious about how Zhang Yang would solve it. The current situation is impossible even if Zhang Yang asks those people not to kill them, who can still take it during the competition, and it is not a strange thing to be accidentally killed by the other party for a while.

However, he didn't ask any more, in the past two days, their Xia family also sent more than a dozen people to participate in the competition, but the situation was not very good, a small half was eliminated, and two people died. It seems that the things that are publicized are not so easy to take, and now those major forces don't know how to regret it.

At dawn the next day, Zhang Yang arrived at the martial arts venue, at this moment, the venue was filled with evil spirits, and these martial artists who entered the second round were full of murderous energy, many of them had blood-red eyes and were already a little lost, Zhang Yang knew at a glance that he must have been too affected by these two days.

Glancing at the 5,000 or so people in the audience, Zhang Yang shouted without waiting for everyone to react, and suddenly exuded a monstrous power from his body, and in an instant, all the evil qi that permeated the venue was dispersed.

Many warriors had a clear head, and cold sweat oozed from their foreheads, and then they knew that they had been lost in it.

Zhang Yang walked up to the rostrum with a gloomy face, looked at several consummate powerhouses on the rostrum, and said with some dissatisfaction: "What's the matter? If others can't see it, can't you see it either! ”

This evil qi is too violent, and it is normal for ordinary martial artists to be confused, but a few consummation powerhouses will definitely not, they actually let the evil qi exist.

The faces of the few people who were scolded were a little scornful, and finally Liu Jun stepped forward to explain: "President, we also know, and the previous seniors have dispelled this evil qi, but there are too many people involved, and there is evil qi gushing out every moment. ”

Zhang Yang's brows relaxed lightly, and several consummating powerhouses also exhaled a long breath, they were now trembling when they saw Zhang Yang being furious, for fear that he would take the knife on himself. The executions of the first two days are still vivid, although those people are just about to enter the Ming Jin, but in Zhang Yang's eyes, I am afraid that there is not much difference between them and their consummation.

Zhang Yang no longer looked at the few people in the stage, turned to look at the many warriors in the audience and shouted: "You should have heard about the martial arts competition in the first two days, more than 800 people died in two days, more than 300 people were seriously injured, and there were countless minor injuries!" This is not the result I wanted! ”

Many martial artists in the audience lowered their heads when they heard this, and they didn't dare to look at Zhang Yang, in order to enter the finals, many of them were killed, and many of the more than 800 people who died were killed by them with one move.

Seeing this, Zhang Yang snorted coldly, and said with slight dissatisfaction: "I don't want you to keep your hands, but some people know that the other party's strength is low, and they still hurt the killer, which is intolerable!" You are all the future of the Nanwu Society, and you are all your own family, can you kill all your brothers for a few pills! ”

"President, didn't you also fight all the way back then?"

As soon as Zhang Yang finished speaking, some people in the audience shouted loudly, and the faces of several consummate powerhouses changed, their expressions were ugly, so bold!

Liu Jun glanced at Zhang Yang's face even more cautiously, and seeing that his face was expressionless, he hurriedly scolded loudly: "Presumptuous! Someone ...... coming."

Zhang Yang interrupted him with a wave of his hand, and looked at the young martial artist who was separated by everyone, who looked like he should be just over twenty, and his face was still a little immature.

I'm afraid that he regretted it as soon as he said it, and his expression was a little apprehensive, but he still resisted timidity and stood up straight and looked up at Zhang Yang.

Zhang Yang looked at him directly for a moment, until the little warrior was drenched in cold sweat, then he nodded slightly and said, "That's right, that's how I came out back then." But don't forget, those people at the Nanbu Conference back then were not from my Nanbu Society! When they get in the ring, they are enemies, and when they get out of the ring, they are not friends!

And you are different, you are competitors in the ring, and you are brothers when you get out of the ring! In the future, the Nanwu Association will definitely take over from your group of people, can you alone hold up this sky? You still have to rely on these brothers to fight the world, just miss it for a while, who will be a deliberate killer will believe you! ”

Zhang Yang's words showed what everyone was thinking about, and they all understood that what Zhang Yang said made sense. Sooner or later, these old men of the Nanwu Society will have to retreat into the background, and these young warriors will grow up in the future, and if they don't leave a way back, even if they win in the end, there will be people who hold grudges.

"Well, this is the first time, and the next time the martial artist will have to pass the test. Taking the middle-aged group of the middle-aged group as an example, the middle-aged group must pass the ten-minute coercion test of the Dacheng martial artist, and the middle-aged group must pass the test of the perfect martial artist! I'm here to let you compete, not to send you to death! ”

Zhang Yang is not polite at all, some martial artists have no self-knowledge at all, their eyes are high, and the youth group actually has thousands of martial artists who have not been practicing for a long time to participate in the competition, isn't it clear that they are looking for death.

And the fact is also true, most of the dead people are martial artists who have not been refining for a long time, and it is strange that these people can not die.

Many of the 5,000 or so people below lowered their heads in shame, and many of them just went to register with a hot head. There are at least three or five hundred people in the youth group who have successfully refined their strength, and even Mingjin has four or five, and there are not enough people to compete for ten places, how can those small ones have a chance to win.

This is also Zhang Yang's inconsiderate thinking, this is the first time, and there are some things that he has not mastered well.

Zhang Yang taught a lesson and the anger he was holding back in his heart was almost vented, and then his tone slowed down: "You think about it yourself, the competition behind must be more dangerous, if you want to give up, try to give up, you are still young, there will be opportunities in the future, and there will be nothing left if you lose your life." ”

As soon as the words came out, many martial artists in the audience thought about it, and after a while, three or four hundred people stood up. Almost all of these people are martial artists, and it is luck to be able to pass the first level, and now after a blow from Zhang Yang, many people have also understood that they have almost no hope of passing the second level.

Zhang Yang continued to wait without speaking, for a minute, for two minutes......

It wasn't until there were thousands of martial artists who gave up ten minutes later that Zhang Yang spoke: "Your choice is correct, if you don't do it this time, there will be a next time, and you have hands-on experience, and you finally have some gains, I hope you can achieve a good result next time." ”

After saying a few words, Zhang Yang sat down on the rostrum, picked up the teacup and took a sip of water, he was tired after saying so much just now.

These martial artists don't know what their surname is if they don't beat a few words, and if their strength is not good, they will be low-key, and no one will be soft-hearted when they compete, and they will die in vain. (To be continued......)