Chapter 62: Little White Face
Even with the melee elimination system, it will take five thousand people two days to compete, so the second round of the competition is scheduled for the third day.
In this scuffle, Luo Yu only rubbed a little skin, but Zhihai felt pain for a while, because casting spells consumes divine sense, and it also consumes divine consciousness to stimulate spirit runes, hundreds of talismans are scattered, and her Zhihai almost can't bear it, if it drags on for a while and a half, she can only go into battle shirtless, and use an iron fist to stun all these people and throw them down.
Luo Yu and Zhao Yucheng said hello, and then ran to the No. 25 battle platform.
As soon as he arrived, he heard the cheers of everyone, and Ziyi pulled the opponent off the battlefield with a golden whip of spiritual power.
"On the 25th platform, 9 Huang Ziyi won and advanced!" The referee of the Jindan period announced the verdict loudly.
Ziyi jumped off the battle platform and stepped in front of Luo Yu with an arrow step.
"Sister, I just heard that the first round of the competition in the outer gate was changed to a melee system, have you been on the field? Are there any injuries? β
"There are no injuries at all," Luo Yu smiled and narrowed, "and he successfully advanced." It's a pity that I just finished the competition and didn't have time to watch your full competition. β
"This time the opponent is not strong, and I am relatively easy to deal with." Zi Yi's eyebrows twisted slightly, "I see that your face is not good, but your divine sense is exhausted?" Go back and rest first! β
"Good!" Luo Yu nodded, turned around and wanted to leave, suddenly heard a thunderous cheer in the northeast, she looked back, only to see that the 10 battle platform was surrounded by water, the man in green clothes on the battle platform waved his long sword, triggering the purple light and thunder, and defeated the opponent's earth shield in one fell swoop, the female cultivators in the audience screamed wildly, and the shouts of "Senior Brother Song" and "Senior Uncle Song" rose and fell one after another like ocean waves.
Luo Yu's lips curled slightly, and he turned around and returned to Chaoxia Peak.
She was not worried about Song Ning, because it was this small competition of the sect that made Song Ning and allowed him to ascend to the throne of the senior brother of Tianxuanzong, laying the cornerstone for him to compete for the position of head of the sect in the future.
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On the third day, Luo Yu came to the main peak square.
The second round of the competition is the defending competition, the game lasts for 10 days, and the defending disciples can directly advance if they win five games in a row, or if they lose, they will lose the ring, and the opponent will start a new round of defense. Of course, the defeated side still has the opportunity to challenge other champions, as long as he has lost no more than 5 times, which means that each person can participate in a maximum of 10 matches in this round.
Luo Yu was confident in herself and impatient to analyze which day it would be more advantageous to defend the fight, so she was the first to jump onto the No. 33 stage.
"That fat woman is so bold, she dares to be the first to defend at the eleventh level of Qi training."
"Don't underestimate her, maybe there's some trick! For example, crush you to death with her fat body, hahaΒ·Β·Β·Β·Β·Β·"
There was a ridicule in the audience, Luo Yu ignored it and handed the number plate to the referee for checking.
The referee kindly reminded: "Two days ago, many disciples made representations, and Zhou Zhenren also agreed. Therefore, from today onwards, the outer gate Xiaobi is not allowed to use talismans and array plates, otherwise it will be directly judged defeated. β
"Thank you, Uncle Shi, I received the notice yesterday and am ready to go." Luo Yu thanked him with a smile, and showed him the Xiuqing Cloud Sword, which was the flying sword given to her by the three elders, but the name was given by herself, engraved on the sword body.
"Well, you have a good competition!" The referee nodded, this person's surname was Jin, and he was quite impressed by Luo Yu's battle three days ago, so he recognized Luo Yu at a glance.
Others may think that this woman can only advance to the second round by taking advantage of the talismans, but when he saw that she had activated hundreds of talismans in a row, it could be seen that her divine consciousness had already reached the foundation building period. He secretly laughed in his heart, those who underestimated her were going to make a big mistake!
"I'm coming!" A male cultivator on the eleventh floor of Qi cultivation couldn't wait to jump onto the stage.
"Izumo Mine is strict! At the end of the eleventh layer of Qi training, Yan Ming bowed his hand slightly, "This senior sister ββ,, I JianyΓ¬, you should just admit defeat, go back and lose weight well, there should still be male cultivators who marry you." β
Seeing him looking himself up and down, with a sneer in his eyes, Luo Yu didn't care, whether he was deliberately laughing or deliberately provoking her in order to take the lead, as long as he beat him half to death.
Luo Yu didn't say a word, pinched the trick with his left hand, and a columnar stream of water rushed straight towards Yan Ming's handsome face.
"You sneak attack!" Yan Ming shouted, and as soon as he lifted the spiritual power cover, he saw Luo Yu flying over, and the long sword in his hand stabbed him in the chest. He hurriedly fell backwards and threw out a square seal, which instantly enlarged and blocked the tip of the sword.
The square is printed the size of a round table, and the surface is engraved with moire, but it is a first-order high-grade magic weapon, and it is the most convenient magic instrument that Yan Ming makes.
"Hey, hey!" Luo Yu Thief laughed twice, increased his spiritual power and body sharply, and swung his sword to slash the square seal, causing bursts of sparks, and the square seal screamed, instantly becoming smaller and falling in half.
"Poof!" Yan Ming spat out a mouthful of blood, the square seal was destroyed, his divine sense was damaged, and he took a few steps back.
Luo Yu took the opportunity to attack, swung his sword to split the spiritual power cover, and a golden blade pierced his left shoulder, and then used the thorn technique to firmly bind him.
"Referee, I protest, she attacked without signing up, this is a sneak attack!" Yan Ming woke up from the panic and protested at Referee Jin.
"The protest is invalid, as long as you get on the stage, the competition will begin." Referee Jin nodded at Luo Yu, "You can continue." β
Luo Yu squinted with a smile, and slashed Yan Ming's body and limbs with the blunt part of his sword, just avoiding his face and fatality.
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"I admit defeat, I admit defeat!" Yan Ming's voice was hoarse, and Luo Yu stopped, but did not remove the thorns.
"33 battle platforms, Yan Ming is defeated, Huang Luoyu wins!" Referee Jin nodded at Luo Yu.
Luo Yu collected the aura, let go of Yan Ming, and saw him climb off the battle platform, and was immediately supported by other fellow disciples, and those people also scolded and scolded, saying that she was ugly and poisonous.
"Hey, you people don't know how to write shame!" Zhao Yucheng was angry, "It's because of his own lack of strength, he was defeated by my sister, why did he become my sister's ruthlessness." β
"It turned out to be Zhao Gongzi's sister, I don't know if it's my own sister or my love sister? I didn't expect Zhao Gongzi to have such a heavy taste! Yan Ming's sarcastic exit caused everyone to burst into laughter.
"It seems that my sister is still too soft-hearted and didn't suck your cheap mouth." Lu Yuan sneered at each other, he and Zhao Yucheng were originally watching the battle on platform 38, but they inadvertently saw Luo Yu on stage, and when they rushed over, the battle was already nearing the end.
"Brother Lu's words really touched Luo Yu's heart," Luo Yu smiled at Lu Yuan, "I originally wanted to keep his face and let him have some capital, after all, except for this face, he is useless, and his strength is even more scum, even a fat woman like me can't beat him!" If he smoked his face, how could he still be his little white face, showing off**,**female cultivator? β
"Hahahaββ, this mushroom is still very kind!" The crowd laughed, and then laughed at Yan Ming.
"You-" Yan Ming pointed at Luo Yu, "ugly woman, let's see!" Then he helped his companion to leave, and when he recovered from his injuries, he went on stage to teach her a lesson. In his mind, Luo Yu just took advantage of the sneak attack, otherwise it was unknown who would kill the deer.