Chapter 12 Reipiden in the Ring: It's so shameless!

10,000 disciples signed up for the martial arts competition, and there were crowds of people under the 20 rings.

Unless you enter the outer gate within three years or enter the inner gate within three years, this battle is inevitable.

The rules of the first round are very old, fifty people in each ring at the same time, and the last twenty people standing in the ring win.

Poor and confused, he was called to the fourth ring, and the referee gave an order, and fifty people started a fierce scuffle.

Pitifully, he used the Eight Palace Steps to dodge constantly, and the green steel sword in his hand did not attack from beginning to end.

Among the fifty people, he was the youngest, but the realm was the highest, and there were only six people in the Immortal Monarch Realm like him.

An hour later, there were still twenty-three people in the ring, and a tall man Immortal Monarch Realm saw that the poor body was excellent, and became jealous, and when he was pitifully dodging and jumping, he secretly stabbed a sword, and a blood mark appeared on the left waist of the poor.

If it weren't for the poor body, this sword would be enough for him to lie down.

Pity turned a blind eye and hid to the other side.

The tall man smiled, and the sword stabbed at the other person, and suddenly his right leg hurt, and he fell down with a "poof".

The poor sneak attacked, and the tall man never found out who was hurting.

It can be said that this tall man is the most powerful in this ring, but he lost inexplicably and lost the qualification for promotion.

Two hours later, 6,000 were defeated, and the remaining 4,000 continued by lot.

This time it was a 20-person melee, with 15 people eliminated in each ring.

Poor or old tactics, constantly dodging in the ring, the green steel sword has become an ornament in his hand.

Twenty people are in a ring with a lot of space than fifty people, and it is easier to dodge.

The audience below looked at the pitiful lightning flying around, and shouted one by one:

"What's the matter with that man, why does he keep running away?"

"It's shameless!"

"Still an inner disciple!"

"I have lost the identity of the inner disciple of the Haoyang Sect!"

......

The martial arts competition of Haoyang Sect is not divided into the outer door and the inner door, the outer door and the inner door are only different in treatment, and there is no difference in others.

The inner disciples always maintain a thousand, and if the inner disciples can't enter the thousand in this battle, they will definitely become the outer disciples again and lose the preferential treatment of the inner disciples.

Poor turned a deaf ear to the insults below, and still went his own way, and finally won the whole body.

Looking at the brothers and sisters who were clamoring below, he smiled pitifully and flew off the ring.

In any case, the winner is the one who stays in the end, and how many of those who have been fighting hard have stayed?

At the end of the first day, 10,000 won 1,000.

A thousand inner disciples are seated, and the rest is a hundred ranking battles.

As soon as the poor returned to his residence, he saw Lin Haifeng and Yueyue, Jia Qing and Xiao Lizi already waiting outside the door.

"Shameless, there was a bastard sneaking up on me in the last game!"

Yueyue was resentful, and obviously lost in the last game.

Jia Qing also won, with a smile on his face.

The little chestnut hugged the poor shoulder and cried out:

"Senior Brother is mighty! Senior Brother is mighty!"

Yueyue asked the poor in puzzlement:

"Senior brother, how did you persist in such a method to the end? Alas, you have won...... That bastard!"

Defeated, he didn't even know who the person who attacked him was, and the poor was very disgusted with her pride.

But to be honest, Yueyue is very real to his friends, and Poor will never worry about any harm to him.

Lin Haifeng was a little surprised by the pitiful victory, and said with a smile:

"Your footwork is good in this battle, and you are well versed in the truth of concealing the edge, the master is very satisfied. ”

Pitifully looked at the little chestnut and asked:

"What about you? How did you get off power?"

The little chestnut immediately became ruthless:

"I don't know who kicked me in the ass and I ...... I'll just ......"

As he spoke, he covered his ass and bared his teeth.

Pity the little chestnut on the ass:

"It's good if it's not broken, remember it in the future: Can you do it if you practice the eight palace steps for two hours a day?"

"Yes, listen to Senior Brother. ”

Jia Qing and Lin Haifeng turned their heads at the same time.

"Little chestnut is so big, pity you still spanking her!"

Yueyue shouted.

Pitifully stunned, he suddenly blushed.

Xiao Lizi was also caught up by Lin Haifeng, and Lin Haifeng attaches great importance to actual combat.

At the end of this day, three of the sect died.

The battle on the second day was fierce, and there were still fifty people in each ring, but almost all of them were the best.

Poor tactics are still a dodge!

But there was one person who wouldn't let him hide, and he had to fight him for a long time before returning to the way of hiding.

Two hours later, there were ten of the fifty left, and the top two hundred were decided.

The next game is a ring of ten people, and five people are eliminated.

This scene was wonderful, and the poor kept dodging, dodging around and finding that there were only four people left in the ring, and hurriedly shouted to one of the senior brothers who was chasing him:

"Senior brother, don't fight, we've won. ”

The other two swords laughed.

The pursuers looked back and immediately stopped.

There was a lot of laughter in the ring, and a girl who fell from the ring saw that there was a person missing from the ring, so she hurriedly jumped up and was driven down by the referee.

The laughter under the ring broke out instantly.

"The last one to go down comes up. ”

The referee shouted at a disciple.

But the big man who went down at last remained there motionless, and the girl who had been driven down jumped up again.

The laughter below broke out again, and the pity suddenly shouted:

"Referee, this girl was the last to go down just now. ”

The referee looked at the stunned disciple and said fiercely:

"Well, you idiot!"

The girl looked at the poor and burst into tears:

"Thank you, brother. ”

"No thanks, I don't want to have a muddy comrade-in-arms. ”

The referee also said:

"I don't know how he got into the top 200, such a person has no future anywhere. ”

Someone below shouted that it was unfair, but the referee ignored it.

After stepping down, Lin Haifeng's face turned pale:

"Poor, your performance today is very bad, you can't confuse black and white in front of right and wrong. ”

The pitiful words made Lin Haifeng speechless for a moment:

"Master, the high place is unbearable, if such a disciple arrives on the battlefield, he will die early, do you think I hurt him or for him? Although that girl is defeated, she is very likely to get ahead. ”

Lin Haifeng was completely speechless, looking at the pity and frightened.

In this case, it should not come out of the mouth of a thirteen-year-old.

The top 100 are out of the water, and the ranking battle is scheduled for tomorrow.

As soon as she got out of the ring, Yueyue pointed to her poor nose and reprimanded:

"It turns out that your killer weapon is to run away, poor, you don't know how many people are laughing at you?"

Lin Haifeng was amazed by the poor tactics:

"Alas, I am ashamed of your methods, and I want to learn from you as a teacher. ”

The poor couldn't tell whether the master praised or criticized, but he didn't care.

There has always been something hidden in his heart that the master does not dare to think of, that is, killing Zhao Yi.

"Zhao Yi, you wait for me!"