Mu Liuyun was not annoyed, he was stunned for a few seconds and then began to move again, injecting spiritual power into the glass bottle with all his attention.

Of course, Youqianzhu won't make it so easy for them. As soon as they raised their hands, they waved them in the air a few times, only to hear a group of "buzzing" voices getting closer and closer to them.

"Not good! It's bees! Chu Jifeng was the first to react and covered himself with his sleeves.

When others heard the news, they did the same.

Sure enough, an army of bees "buzzed" towards them.

For a while, there was chaos on the field. It is really difficult to export spiritual power and avoid being stung by bees.

"Demon Qianzhu, it's your hand." Chu Jifeng looked at Demon Qianzhu with cold eyes, and his tone was angry.

Demon Qianzhu just smiled and didn't answer the question.

But in Chu Jifeng's eyes, this smile represented acquiescence.

"Sure enough, it's your wicked hand! It seems that if you are not solved, you will not be able to play normally! After Chu Jifeng finished speaking, he no longer cared about the glass bottle and went to fight the demon Qianzhu.

The other two naturally heard the conversation between Demon Qianzhu and Chu Jifeng, and they were also very dissatisfied with this Demon Qianzhu actually attracting bees to interfere with their output, plus they had wasted an hour in order to wait for him alone, so Mu Liuyun and Murong Feng decided to calculate the old salary account together, and kill Demon Qianzhu!

Demon Qianzhu smiled, very calmly, the three of them were already bombarded in turn. This result was something he had thought of a long time ago, eh, it was beautiful to want to get out of the game this year, and it was really nerve-wracking. (How do I feel like I'm writing comedy =-=)

With a block of his hand, he blocked Murong Feng's blow.

The eyes of the people in the audience widened in surprise when they saw this scene.

What's going on with this, what's going on here? Three to one?! Gang fighting!

Is this a competition?

However, it's always good to have a drama to watch, and other people don't count so much.

"Does Chitake want to abstain?" Dongfang Jian Yu seems to have somewhat understood the playing style of Demon Qianzhu. It's pure defense at all, and there's no intention of attacking!

"Hmm." Bei Ling responded, "That's the idea he played." ”

If Beiling didn't understand why Demon Qianzhu came so late before, now she will know three dozen and one. Demon Qianzhu wants to lose, but he wants to lose so much that he can't just abstain.

At the end of the day, this tactic really sucks enough. It's a shame that he can still come up with such a. However, although the tactics are bad, the effect is quite obvious.

Three to one.

Demon Qianzhu is at a disadvantage.

Finally, a crisp cracking sound interrupted the competition of the four people, and everyone looked at the glass bottle belonging to Demon Qianzhu in surprise and didn't know who hit it and shattered, and the slag was scattered on the field.

A broken glass bottle represents an outing.

"Demon Qianzhu is out!" Although it was said that it was an accident, the referee still ruled out the demon Qianzhu with an iron face and selflessness.

"Oh, it's a shame I can't compete with you. There is a fate to fight again. After speaking, Demon Qianzhu smiled with satisfaction. The three people on the field looked at each other with expressions that didn't know what was going on.

Without the troubles of Demon Qianzhu, the next game is much easier. Originally, Mu Liuyun should have the fastest output, but because Murong Feng was the only one who still cared about the game in that melee, he was directly overtaken by Murong Feng, and when the melee was over, it was already too late for Mu Liuyun to react, and Murong Feng was about to complete the output. In this way, the winner was quickly decided - Murong Feng of the Chinese Dynasty won the first place and won this martial arts competition.

Mu Liuyun was all remorseful. Chu Jifeng was indifferent, and he couldn't see joy or sorrow.

In this way, the first round of the competition is over.

The demon Qianzhu in the audience sat on the seat with a tired face.

"Late, one of the tricks?" Beiling asked.

"When you meet an old friend, reminisce about the past." Demon Qianzhu said it very easily.

"The deceased?"

"An old man I haven't seen in a long time." Demon Qianzhu sighed.

"Oh, it smells of blood." Beiling replied to him.

"You found out, I thought I was well hidden." Demon Qianzhu said, but his face turned pale.

"......" Beiling did not answer.

Demon Qianzhu smiled and looked at his left hand, which was still bleeding, "Is there anything to treat, I don't want to bleed too much and die." ”

Beiling gave him a blank look and threw him a blue and white porcelain bottle.

Demon Qianzhu took it, poured out a few grains and swallowed them, and then felt that the injured place was heating up, and it was reuniting at an extremely slow speed. looked at the left arm that was no longer bleeding: "If you don't become a princess in the future, you can still make a lot of money selling pills!" ”

Beiling ignored him anymore.

The outcome has already come out, in this case, the Poquan dynasty has won three games in a row in five games, then the victory of the first competition will go to the Poquan dynasty.

"Winning so easily?" Beiling seemed to be surprised to win the first competition so easily, "It's not difficult to challenge. ”

Just when Beiling was still complaining, Mu Shengtian ran out to speak.

"This time, first of all, let's congratulate the Poquan Dynasty for winning the first round of the competition! Then, the second round officially begins. However, at the beginning of the second round, the second round was held seven days later, considering that the four countries had to spend a lot of energy in the first round. During these seven days, it is hoped that all countries will be able to make reasonable arrangements for their cultivation and adjust their condition to participate in the second round of the competition: Lost Forest. After Mu Shengtian finished speaking, a large number of people gathered over, and then left the venue.

"The second round of the Lost Forest? Sounds more interesting than the first round. "Beiling is interested.

"Well, the second round of the Lost Forest is actually looking for something. Get those rare materials as they ask. Which country collects first, which country wins. Dongfang Yichen explained Bei Ling's confusion on the side, "Thirteen, do you think we will be the first to collect in the second round?" ”

"You haven't had the first one before?" Beiling was curious.

"Uh......" Dongfang couldn't answer the next morning.

Well, just look at Dongfang Yichen's appearance and know no!

Bei Ling smiled, and suddenly saw Yu Mo Li looking here, the smile hanging on the corner of his mouth was unconsciously enchanting, Dongfang Yichen was still thinking about how to answer, when he heard Bei Ling confidently say: "Since there is none, then this time we have to be the first!" ”

"What...... What the? Dongfang Yichen thought he had misheard.

Beiling didn't reply to him, and then left him with a back.

"Looks like Thirteen is very confident."

Dongfang Jian Yu came over silently, which really startled Dongfang Yichen, "Fifth brother, don't you get so close to me, okay!" ”

"Huh." Dongfang Jian Yu got up, touched Dongfang Yichen's head, and sighed in a good way, "You are still too young." It's too small. Let's go. ”

After speaking, Dongfang Yichen, who was left with a blank face, walked away.

Belch...... What's going on?!