Yi Qingfan looked in the direction of Yao Meng'er's finger, and saw a person wearing a black robe, the robe was wrapped tightly from head to toe, and a black cloth was wrapped around his face, so that people couldn't see his appearance. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Around him, there were more than a dozen people lying horizontally, all of them with black limbs, red faces, and swollen blood veins all over their bodies, obviously suffering from severe poison.

"Poisonous son" Du Xiaolou?"

It is said that Du Xiaolou was less than ten years old, and he had already practiced the poisonous skill of the drug family "The World Poison Gong" to the state of great success, and he was a rare genius of the drug family in a hundred years. As far as I can see, he must be in the top 10 among the young talents of the younger generation. ”

Yi Qingfan nodded.

His keen spiritual sense told him that the 'poisonous son' Du Xiaolou in front of him was not simple.

Half an hour passed quickly.

When the manager announces the end of the group.

The snatchers of the ball stopped.

"The player with the number in his hand stays, and the other players please leave consciously!"

So most of the players who didn't grab the number left with a gray face.

"Now please all stand together according to the number in your hand."

At this time, Yi Qingfan found that the number in his hand was three, and the number in Yao Meng'er's hand was four.

"Looks like we're lucky! Didn't get into one group! ”

Yi Qingfan said with a smile.

Yao Meng'er pouted and said, "What do you know!" It's better to be in a group. ”

"Huh! How to say this! ”

"You'll find out in a moment!"

Yao Meng'er didn't answer.

The two of them each stood in their own group.

At this time, the manager said: "The four groups of personnel have been divided. From tomorrow onwards, there will be one fight every day. ”

"The rules of the game! Defeat the other players in the same group and finally be able to stay on the court for the next round. ”

"That's the end of today, please go back and rest, tomorrow the first group will play, please get ready."

Everyone seemed to know about this matter in advance, so there was no controversy like yesterday, and they dispersed one after another.

On the way back to your accommodation.

Yao Meng'er told Yi Qingfan.

The reason why it is better to be divided into a group.

It's because it seems like a fair game, but it's actually a scuffle.

It is inevitable that the phenomenon of huddles will appear.

Divided into a group, there is a response.

Jingyao Meng'er reminded like this.

Yi Qingfan thought of a question instead.

Is this phenomenon not known to the organizers, or is it intentional on the part of the organizers, and if so, what is the purpose?

Yao Meng'er felt that what Yi Qingfan said was reasonable, she had also thought about this question, but she didn't think of a reasonable answer.

Obviously, such a provision is unfair.

Back at the accommodation, a few people had a simple meal.

Then they went back to their houses to cultivate.

Long'er is also well-behaved, one plays with Qiu Fan, and sometimes listens to Yao Xian'er tell stories.

.....

There was no word all night.

Early in the morning of the second day.

The rising sun has not yet risen.

Yao Meng'er woke Yi Qingfan up.

clamoring for Yi Qingfan to watch the game with her.

Yi Qingfan originally planned to take advantage of the opportunity of these two days to concentrate on cultivation and stabilize his cultivation.

But under the torture of Yao Meng'er, she finally compromised.

This time they didn't bring Qiu Fan and Long'er.

Leave the two of them in the care of Medicine Fairy.

When the two came to the tournament arena.

The entire arena was already full of people.

What made Yi Qingfan strange was that the audience seats that appeared out of thin air yesterday disappeared.

When Yi Qingfan was puzzled.

Suddenly, an elderly magician walked out of the self-manager, and he chanted a spell loudly.

Then the ground under their feet shook violently, and stone platforms rose from the ground, eventually becoming yesterday's viewing platform.

Yi Qingfan couldn't help but praise in his heart, this magic is really good.

Yi Qingfan and Yao Meng'er casually found a place to sit down.

At this time, it is in the arena.

A group of 250 players is ready.

The old magician was at work again.

The ground shook again, and on the ground, with the 250 contestants as the center, it extended outward with a radius of 200 meters, creating a deep trench at the junction with the viewing platform.

The deep ditch was filled with water in a short time.

When everything was ready, the host shouted, "Those who fell into the water!" Surrenderers! Murderer! Disqualified! ”

"Game on!"

With the host's order, the contestants really hugged together quickly as Yi Qingfan and Yao Meng'er thought.

The faint cultivators gathered together and besieged some of the cultivators who were high.

A martial artist with a high cultivation is difficult to defeat with a single fist and four hands, although his cultivation is good, he has to end up with hatred.

However, this is not absolute.

Although the phenomenon of huddling on the field is serious, Yi Qingfan found that even if there are several people in a huddle, they are not so easy to deal with.

One of them was wrapped in a black robe, and not a single part of his skin was exposed, and three feet around his body, all of them had black skin, stiffened their bodies, and fell to the ground.

But as soon as these people left his range, they instantly became nothing.

This person is the 'poisonous son' Du Xiaolou.

Yi Qingfan didn't expect this person to be divided into a group.

The other person was wearing a black suit, with a steel knife in his hand, and he used a dignified sound, although it was not as powerful as Jin Feiyang, but it was also a knife skill, and the powerful knife qi scared everyone to not approach.

The other two are twins.

One has long hair and the other wears a ponytail.

The two of them were dressed as fighters, each holding a giant sword in their hands.

The mighty fighting skills allowed them to repel the warriors besieging the group again and again.

There is also a person dressed in white, holding a folding fan in his hand, since the beginning of the game, he has been walking in the arena, strolling in every corner of the arena, relying on the peculiar style, and no one else has to fight, and he has saved the danger again and again.

At this moment, Yi Qingfan was attracted by a battle in the southeast corner of the arena.

It's also a duo.

One was a magician in a robe.

The other was a woman in black with a short blade.

They were now under siege by twenty men.

The magician summoned three burning men around his body, and the burning men formed a line to block the attackers.

When someone breaks through the Burning Man and approaches the Magician.

The woman in black with a short blade in her hand was like a ghost, suddenly appearing and cutting off the path of the comer.

This is repeated many times, many times to save the day, so that the opponent cannot damage it.

The whole battle lasted all morning.

The spectators didn't find it boring.

Because the battles in the arena are changing all the time.

The number of participants is gradually decreasing.

Some people whose cultivation is not very high, but they do not have a group, are eliminated early.

There were also some small teams that were later defeated by the big ones.

Through all kinds of battles, there were only about 20 people left in the entire competition field.

Among them are the seven people that Yi Qingfan cares about.

What surprised Yi Qingfan was.

Just when Yi Qingfan thought that these people were going to do it again.

Suddenly, ten out of twenty.

Jumped straight into the water around it.

In this way, it is a throw in the towel.

So there were only ten people left on the field.

And so the first competition ended.

At the end of the match, the host made a simple speech and ordered the magician to disperse the magic, and the playing field was once again leveled.

And so the rulers dispersed.

.....

The second day is the second group of matches.

As expected, the competition was not much different from the first group, except for a few powerful players, the rest relied on the way to enter the next round.

....

It's the third day!

Today is Yi Qingfan's game.

Yi Qingfan had breakfast early and sorted out his equipment.

He specially refined a long knife and a long sword for himself, and a bow and a dozen feathered arrows for himself.

He put it all into the newly created Space Ring.

He was wearing a black outfit today, similar to the one who arrived the day before.

It's just that Yi Qingfan has set up many formations in the power suit, and ordinary magic attacks can't hurt him at all.

Because spirit beasts could not be used in the first game, Yi Qingfan handed over Qiu Fan to Yao Xian'er to take care of.

Several people came to the arena early.

Yao Xian'er took Yao Meng'er, Long'er, and Qiu Fan to find a good position and cheer for Yi Qingfan.

And Yi Qingfan stood in the arena early and felt the atmosphere on the field.

With the appearance of that magician.

The playing field was formed again.

With the host's order.

"Game on!"

The audience boiled instantly.

Everyone quickly identified their goals.

Attacks were carried out one after another.

At this time, Yi Qingfan was at the most marginal position in the southeast corner.

Not far from him, three people had already locked on him.

Through spiritual awareness, it was discovered that the cultivation of the three of them was a first-level martial sect.

The cultivation of the first-level martial sect, among the two hundred and fifty contestants, is already considered to be a good cultivation.

Yi Qingfan thought to himself that the reason why they identified the target on themselves was only because they were also a first-level martial sect, and for them, it could be regarded as a potential threat, and only by getting rid of Yi Qingfan first could they increase their hope of promotion.

One of the three had a sword, one had a sword, and the last one was holding a staff, and it turned out to be a magician.

The three of them attacked in two ways.

The one with the sword is on the left, and the one with the sword is on the right.

But the magician stood still.

Yi Qingfan was ready for battle at this time.

Seeing the two people on the left and right coming together, he flipped his wrist and held the long knife in his hand.

Always be prepared.

What surprised Yi Qingfan was that the two of them were about to attack.

Suddenly, an ice gun flew in the distance.

The speed was extremely fast, and the latecomer came first, stabbing at Yi Qingfan first.

Yi Qingfan was quick and used a long knife to smash the ice gun.

By this time, the other two had already arrived.

Hit the weapons in their hands respectively, stabbed and slashed, and slashed towards Yi Qingfan.

Yi Qingfan's body shrank.

Flashed through the slit of the two swords.

Cast a flower cloud step under your feet, and quickly approach the magician.

Seeing this, the sword-wielding man hurriedly collected the recruitment and stabbed Yi Qingfan back.

Yi Qingfan swung his knife with his backhand, and shook the sword away with one sword.

With this reaction, he once again narrowed the distance with the magician.

The mage quickly creates a wall of ice in front of him.

Seeing this, Yi Qingfan jumped up, fell from the sky, and split Huashan with one move, splitting the ice wall in half.

This magician's cultivation was obviously not comparable to Han Lingran's, otherwise Yi Qingfan would not easily separate the ice wall.

It's just that when Yi Qingfan wants to attack the magician.

Suddenly I felt my legs tighten.

The whole person's movements were a little slower.

He looked down at his feet.

It turned out that the ice wall that he had smashed had formed a layer of ice under his feet, which firmly froze Yi Qingfan's feet.

"Hahaha! Take your life! ”

At this time, the knife-wielding man behind him had already arrived, jumped high, and slashed at Yi Qingfan's head with a knife.