Chapter 569: On Winning and Losing

As the middle-aged man's words fell, everyone in the audience suddenly let out bursts of enthusiastic cheers. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info

"Do you see a young man in the front row, it is the person in the green shirt, he is Qin Lin, and the girl standing not far from him is Ling Yue'er, and the two of them are likely to be the ones who won the championship this time." Zhang Yang's followers, Lin Da and Lin Er, squeezed into the crowd, and stood in the corner, Lin Er pointed to a young man about twenty-five or six years old and a woman about thirty years old in the front and said to Zhang Yang.

Following the direction of Lin Er's finger, Zhang Yang looked towards the two of them, Qin Lin was dressed in a green shirt, and his face was full of coldness, while the other woman, that is, Ling Yue'er, was covered with frost between her complexion, as if others owed her millions, but speaking of which, Qin Lin was handsome, and Ling Yue'er, even if she was about thirty years old, her figure and appearance were superior.

"This woman is thirty years old, and she doesn't have a man yet? Otherwise, why would she have a cold face all day long, as if others owed her millions. Zhang Yang pointed at Ling Yue'er and smiled at Lin Er.

Anyway, it's bragging, but Zhang Yang doesn't care about anything.

"Shhh While Lin Er was talking to Zhang Yang, his eyes were constantly sweeping over Ling Yue'er's body, as if those eyes were eager to strip Ling Yue'er naked.

Looking at the appearance of Lin Er and Zhang Yang, Lin Da looked helpless, shook his head, and didn't say anything, after all, he had a good impression of Zhang Yang.

"What a pity?" Zhang Yang asked Lin Er with some curiosity.

The reason why Zhang Yang said these words to the two of them is nothing more than to see through the appearance of the two, they should be in the spirit world in addition to cultivation or cultivation, obviously there are no women around, in this way, Zhang Yang talking about such a topic can naturally resonate with the two, but fortunately, the current effect is not bad.

"It's a pity, Ling Yue'er's strength is too strong, and I'm afraid that in addition to Qin Lin being able to fight with her, I'm afraid that almost no one in the young generation in the spirit world is her opponent, Ling Yue'er said at the beginning that the man she is looking for must be able to defeat her, if someone can defeat her before the age of thirty, then she will be the other party's woman; As for Qin Lin, he had no interest in Ling Yue'er at all, so over the years, she had hardly fought with Ling Yue'er. Lin Er said with some emotion.

Originally, it was not easy for someone in the spirit world to be able to fight against Ling Yue'er, but unfortunately, Qin Lin was not interested in Ling Yue'er at all, this was really a blessing in the midst of blessings.

"Okay, let's start the clan competition, everyone can go up and challenge according to the ranking they signed up for." As the words of the middle-aged man on the high platform fell, everyone who was still surrounded in the arena dispersed one after another, and came to the front of their respective rings according to the places they had signed up for.

The place where Zhang Yang, Lin Da and Lin Er were located happened to be not far from the No. 4 ring, but this position saw the situation in the ring very clearly.

Soon, on the fourth ring, there was a somewhat rough middle-aged man, and opposite him was a young man in white, no more than twenty years old, with a graceful demeanor, and that handsome face, which attracted the attention of some girls.

The young man dressed in white heard the cheers and cheers of the girls in the audience, and a charming smile appeared on his face.

"Are you ready?" The somewhat rough middle-aged man standing opposite him, looking at the appearance of this young man, couldn't help but have a little unhappiness in his eyes.

"Since you want to fight so much, then I'll fulfill you." After the young man finished speaking, he directly drew a long sword in his hand and looked at this rough man gracefully.

And this big man was holding a pair of huge hammers, and seeing that the other party was ready, his body rushed towards the young man quickly.

"Zhang Yang, who do you say will win this battle?" Lin Er, who was standing next to Zhang Yang, looked at the scene in the ring and couldn't help but ask Zhang Yang.

Hearing this, Zhang Yang took a closer look at the two people in the field, and then smiled at Lin Er: "I think it should be this big man who wins, the young man in white has a slightly pale face, obviously his body has been hollowed out by wine, although his strength is slightly stronger than that big man's strength, and it is all in the middle of reincarnation, but a cultivator, the most important thing is the body, this is the origin, if you don't have a good body, you will naturally lose." ”

Zhang Yang's analysis made Lin Er unable to find any problems, but Lin Er was a little dissatisfied and muttered to Zhang Yang: "I don't believe it, I just know the young man in white, he seems to have reached the peak realm of the middle of reincarnation some time ago, and he only needs to be almost to enter the strength of the late stage of reincarnation, and the strength of that big man is only the realm of the middle stage of reincarnation, and he has just entered the middle stage of reincarnation." ”

"Second brother, what Zhang Yang said is right, the most important thing for a cultivator is the body, so you have to hurry up and exercise your body in the future, otherwise, you won't be able to go far like this." Lin Da on the side couldn't help but lecture Lin Er.

"Hmph, people like us who have no background and cultivation talent, and no cultivation resources, what level of strength can we reach in this life? Life in the world, why bother to think so much, enjoy it first and then say no, at least if you leave this world in the future, you can die without regrets. Lin Er said dissatisfied with Lin Da's words.

Regarding the argument between the two, Zhang Yang didn't say anything, both of them made sense in their words, it just depends on what the two sides think.

There is no time for this cultivation, sometimes it takes a few years to cultivate, and the strength becomes stronger, but it also loses a lot of lives, so that some people will naturally choose to enjoy life first, so that at least when they die in the future, they will not have any regrets.

When the two were arguing, soon, the two people in the ring fought, and the rough man smashed a hammer towards the young man in white, and the young man in white dodged the big man's attack with a slight side of his body.

Although Dahan's body seemed a little bulky, his speed did not decrease at all, and the other hammer seemed to have already anticipated the movements of the young man in white, and another hammer directly blocked his retreat.

In desperation, the young man in white could only forcibly grab the long sword in his hand and face the hammer.

"Bell!" A crisp voice sounded in the field, although Bai Qiqing's strength was a little stronger than the other party, but the strength of this big man was too strong, and after forcibly taking this blow, his face was also slightly red.

But before he could react, another hammer from the big man smashed towards his front door again.

Seeing this, the young man in white picked up the long sword in his hand, and directly picked up which of the big man's hammers flew away, and the sword was directly slashed at the big man's chest.

This move is completely a lose-lose attack, and this scene also caused a sigh from the onlookers, this is the first game, and someone fights like this, no matter who wins next, I'm afraid they won't be able to cope with the second game.

In fact, the young man in white at this time was also extremely helpless, after just bearing the other party's hammer, he knew that if he hit it hard, he would definitely lose this competition in the end, but the speed of this big man is also very fast, so he can only do this, he is gambling, betting on whether the big man will back down because of this.

But the next moment, his face suddenly showed a little joy, and after the big man saw his killing move, his figure suddenly retreated backwards.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the young man in white immediately took advantage of the victory to pursue, and the long sword in his hand continued to cut small wounds on the big man's body.

"It's a pity, if he had smashed the hammer before, I'm afraid this young man in white would have lost a long time ago, and now he has suffered so many swords in vain." At a low level, Zhang Yang said with some emotion.

"Haha, Zhang Yang, it looks like your prediction just now has failed." When Lin Er heard Zhang Yang's words, a little cheerfulness suddenly rose on his face.

They were meant to come to see the fun, so whoever lost or won had nothing to do with them; Now that he can have fun, Lin Er will naturally not let go of the opportunity to ridicule and publicize.

Regarding Lin Er's words, Zhang Yang shook his head and did not speak.

The battle in the field continued, but after the big man was cut by the young man in white for more than a dozen wounds in a row, he finally reacted, his strength is in strength, if he continues to fight with the other party like this, he will definitely lose the competition in the end.

Thinking of this, the big man's face rose with a little anger, and he didn't care that the young man in white pointed his sword directly at his chest, and two hammers smashed down on the young man's head.

"Crazy, you're really a madman!" Seeing this, the young man in white turned slightly pale, gritted his teeth, and scolded the big man angrily.

If he stabbed out with this sword, he would have a good chance of winning the competition and inflicting heavy damage on the opponent, but he would probably not even have his life.

Naturally, he would not do such a loss-making business, so at this moment, the young man in white was cowardly.

It was just that as soon as he was stunned, a gleam flashed in the big man's eyes, and the hammer suddenly crossed a trajectory in the air, but it fell towards the young man in white again.