Zhou Yuan likes this outfit very much, Zhou Yuan likes this hairstyle very much, Zhou Yuan also likes this handsome face, why do I feel so handsome.

The new shoes are a pair of straw sandals, this style is exactly the same as the straw sandals that he saw his grandfather knit for himself when he was a child, Zhou Yuan still wore these shoes to school that summer, but he was ridiculed by his classmates, and then he never dared to wear them again. But Grandpa had been wearing it when he was cleaning up his vegetable patches at home, and behind the thick soles of his feet were layers of white calluses.

This scene remained in Zhou Yuan's memory for many years to come.

It seems that you can sensational anywhere, Zhou Yuan's mood was awakened by the sound of sycophants at night.

"Big brother is really heroic in wearing this!"

"You found these shoes for me?" Zhou Yuan asked with a smile.

"Yes, big brother!"

"Love, love!"

Zhou Yuan threw a bottle of Blood Condensation Pill to the night owl and said, "Prepare ten more pairs for me!"

The material of these straw sandals is particularly soft, comfortable to wear, and most importantly, it carries an indispensable memory that must be worn.

The stirring figures are about to appear, and a hundred teenagers step into the central square one after another, sitting at the bottom of their tribe's stairs and waiting for the results of the draw.

Early in the morning, there were twenty or thirty thousand people sitting in the stands, and many others came one after another, and the news that the beast pet cellar of the Rongmabu was brought out, and there were many more guards in the city, searching for the traces of the prisoners.

The Black Dragon Department is very united, and the Rong Ma Department will not think that the killing of their beast pets was done by people from other tribes, and they immediately thought of some criminal tribes who were enemies of them.

Zhou Yuan is very happy, this tribe of criminals is everywhere, and it can't be suppressed, this is a natural backbiter.

The second stage of the competition began.

The results of the first round of the draw came out, and Zhou Yuan drew player No. 409.

A hundred figures descended from the sky and landed on the battle platform in the center of the square, according to the instructions Zhou Yuan came to a battle platform in the southeast, player No. 409 was a young man about the same age as Han Fengzha, but the momentum was very strong.

The two reported their tribes and names to each other, and after making a pre-war gesture, they began at the referee's signal.

The young man held the knife, and Zhou Yuan also pulled out the crazy knife from his waist, sealed ninety percent of his qi and blood, and used one percent of his qi and blood to add the field to the boy's bombardment moves.

It uses the cold wind and cold flame knife technique, this set of brute techniques is not the brute art inheritance of the cold wind department, but a set of brute techniques suitable for women's cultivation obtained by the cold wind in the early years.

Zhou Yuan felt that his posture was a little softer and more varied, and the more he looked at it, the more he looked like a Japanese ninja.

The young man's qi and blood were still quite vigorous, and he was defeated after fighting more than a dozen rendezvous in a row, and he used his supernatural powers. It is impossible to say that all of the more than 3,000 people yesterday have cultivated supernatural powers, but it is normal for most of the 100 people today to have supernatural powers.

In front of the young man, a wild bull condensed.

A brute bull charge containing the full strength of the young man, but after entering Zhou Yuan's field, he froze for a moment, and then under Zhou Yuan's punch, it dispersed violently, and his qi and blood could only support him to use a brute bull charge, and if he was defeated, his qi and blood were completely defeated.

The boy also vomited blood and was seriously injured and lost his combat effectiveness.

This young man's qi and blood are not even one-tenth of Zhou Yuan's, and he should have been improved through the power of medicinal stones, and his combat experience is also insufficient, Zhou Yuan has played a lot of rendezvous with him, and he doesn't want to hit his self-esteem.

"No. 13 Gu Thirteen wins!" the referee made a decision, and the young man was carried down by the Black Dragon tribesmen next to him.

After returning to the stairs, the Night Owl sat on it and gave Zhou Yuan a thumbs up, and the other Night Owl tribesmen who were watching the battle looked at Zhou Yuan with a hint of awe in their eyes.

Zhou Yuan's strategic policy this time has already been set, to fight the enemy with the field and the strength of his own body, the supernatural power can only use the blood knife, and the brute art can be used casually, mainly with the wolf ape fist, and the qi and blood pressure are controlled at thirty percent, to see if they can fight to the end. Because the use of the Blood Knife must absorb thirty percent of the qi and blood.

When obtaining the field, Zhou Yuan's Heavenly Vein Method actually took a step further, and his control over his own meridians was stronger, and he could forcibly suppress his qi and blood.

The duel on the other stages was even more exciting, the longest group actually played for almost two hours, and in a bustle, an old man announced the top 50 people.

At noon, the second round began, twenty-five groups competed at the same time, and only rested for an hour, regardless of whether you consumed a lot in the last round, anyway, it started as soon as the time came.

Zhou Yuan drew a tall and mighty man, the son of the commander of most of the Black Dragon Headquarters, and he was so strong in blood and blood. At the opening of the explosion, the two punched each other, and Zhou Yuan's Sirius Ape fist fell into the downwind and was repelled by more than a dozen steps.

"You're not that strong!" Black Longwen, who was more than two meters tall, jumped up, like a giant bear falling from the sky, and smashed it with a punch, when he was ten meters away from Zhou Yuan, his movements were obviously stagnant, this is the defensive force of the field.

That Tie Hanhan's eyes bulged, and he was a little overwhelmed, but then he increased his strength and slammed it down, Zhou Yuan retreated to dodge, and the fine stone was shattered by the black dragon text, and small stones splashed all over the sky.

At this moment, Zhou Yuan felt that this day wolf ape fist seemed to be more suitable for this Hanhan.

"Father, he's too weak, I'll let the night owls get out of the top thirty today!" Black Dragon Wen shouted above his head.

On the boulder where the headquarters of the Black Dragon Department is located, there are hundreds of people, most of them are barbarians in the middle and late stages of the Blood Condensation Realm, who have come to watch the battle and learn experience, maybe they will participate in the competition next year. These people were standing or sitting around the boulder, and there were more than twenty people sitting in the center of the boulder, three of the old men who had cultivated under the rank were high-ranking pharmacists in the clan, and the rest were all powerhouses of the Bone Sacrifice Realm, and Hei Longwen's father was one of them.

"Son, come on!" "Black Dragon's heart is bitter, this son's IQ is worried, he can only say words of encouragement, if he makes him angry, maybe it will really kill him, the boy of the night owl department looks very weak, he is really afraid that his son will not control his punch and kill him.

The black dragon dragon met the eyes of the night owl, and then looked at the eyes of the black dragon Tianjia sitting on the main seat, and immediately regretted the advice he told his son last night.

The cultivation of the late stage of the Black Dragon Heavenly Armor Sacrifice Bone Realm has already cultivated 33 brute bones, which is the most powerful here. His domination of the tribe is an iron-blooded method, and in the past few years, the leader of the Sacrificial Bone Realm has died at his hands, and without exception, they are all infringing on the interests of his own clan, and now this black dragon dragon seems to have walked on the edge of a tightrope.

The Black Dragon Tianjia has always watched expressionlessly, but when the Black Dragon Wen said that, his eyes were sharp. Ordinary people seemed to think that it was Black Dragon Wen's words of blood and courage when they heard that sentence, but the Sacrificial Bone Realm Commanders present all knew that the old boy of Black Dragon Pills and the Night Owl had already had a disagreement, but this was Dabi, and he told his son to let his son defeat the clansmen of the Night Stalker tribe with righteous and bright means, and it didn't seem to be a big problem.

But that Han Han wants to shout out!

"My son's father!" the black dragon sighed, he had never achieved an obvious advantage in the battle with the night owl, and the patriarch always seemed to favor this ** old boy.

But Wu'er won on the battlefield with great generosity, who can say?

The top was sharp, and the bottom Zhou Yuan didn't know so many secrets, but he had written down more than half of the other seven hanging stands and the top stands, which was all that the night owl could know.

"You Tie Hanhan, even if I lose, my points are still twenty-sixth, how can I get out of the top thirty!" Zhou Yuan said.

One move failed, and Hei Longwen, who was ready to make another move, actually touched his head to think about what Zhou Yuan said.

His action drew laughter from the audience, and even the people on the battle stage next to him stopped to watch this interesting scene.

"It seems that your father's arithmetic hasn't been learned well!" Zhou Yuan said.

Hei Longwen's eyes widened and said, "My father's arithmetic is good!"

"Then why didn't he teach you!" Zhou Yuan laughed but didn't laugh out loud, the ridicule and control were good enough to reply to the words of the previous Black Dragon Wen, if it was excessive, it would be disrespectful to the majority of the Black Dragon Commanders.

Zhou Yuan did a good job of grasping the scale, observing the situation, and these details.

Nightowl stood up and slapped.

"Good boy, defeat that fool for me!" the Night Owl encouraged.

"You ......!" Hei Longwen finally reacted, the short boy on the other side was mocking himself and bringing his father.

Another fierce punch smashed over, and Zhou Yuan felt Hei Longwen's anger +1+1+1...... is continuing to grow.

"Big man, be careful, my Heavenly Wolf Ape Fist is very powerful!" Zhou Yuan used the power of qi and blood, although it was suppressed to only one percent, but with all his strength, this punch was 1.5 times stronger than the punch that he had just faced against Hei Longwen, although it was only a 0.5 times increase, but it was enough to beat that Tie Hanhan.

With a loud bang, Hei Longwen's huge body retreated, and Zhou Yuan retracted his strength at the last moment, otherwise Hei Longwen's right hand might be useless.

"Hey, don't make a move, admit defeat, I'll punch you again and you'll be useless!" Zhou Yuan said.

Heilong Wenzheng mobilized the qi and blood scattered all over his body to prepare to strike again, his hatred for Zhou Yuan had reached a critical value, and he did not increase at the moment, but was thinking about how he could be defeated.

With all his strength, he could shake the early stage of the Sacrificial Bone Realm, at this time, his qi and blood were scattered, and he could not use his supernatural powers to fight the enemy in a short time.

"Your strategy is wrong, if you come up and bombard me with your supernatural powers, I will be seriously injured even if I block it, and it will be easy for you to solve me!" Zhou Yuan thought this Tie Han Han was interesting, so he chatted with him.

"From your brute arts, it can be seen that the magical powers you practice must be very powerful, and I can't stop it!" Zhou Yuan said again.

Tie Hanhan immediately replied: "Of course it's powerful, you definitely can't stop it." The anger on his face dissipated.

"Your father didn't teach you to judge the situation, my brother will teach you today, my brother's wolf ape boxing is mainly fierce against the enemy, and it is the same as your routine. When you see that the opponent uses a similar punch to you and the power is not weak, you have a trace of cowardice in your heart, my brother's previous move is just a momentum boxing technique, which is to test your strength.

After being repelled by you, you were careless, and the second punch obviously accumulated one percent of the strength, and the power was not as good as the first punch, but I increased the strength of three percent from the accumulation boxing method, and you naturally lost!

And my brother has just obviously gained one percent of his strength, otherwise you are now injured and have lost your combat effectiveness and not just your qi and blood are temporarily defeated, such a powerful punch, my brother can still make three more punches, and the qi and blood in your body will definitely not be able to be promoted to the full state in a short time.

Today, you can't beat your brother!"

Zhou Yuan said that he had already walked in front of Hei Longwen, and the kid's anger had already dissipated by seven points.

"In the future, against the enemy, remember not to show cowardice, and always believe that you are the strongest!" Zhou Yuan walked over and patted Hei Longwen on the shoulder and said.

The anger on Hei Longwen's face dissipated for another two points.

"Do you admit defeat?" Zhou Yuan asked.

"Hmm!" Black Dragon nodded heavily.

Zhou Yuan gestured upwards, a common gesture for barbarians to show respect, very similar to a gesture by Naruto Uzumaki in Naruto.

"Black Dragon Commander, offended!"

In public, a mouthful of an elder brother's has to consider the feelings of other people's biological fathers, right?

"Don't talk to him, the black dragon is very generous!" said Night Owl with a laugh.

Zhou Yuan passed by the referee and reminded softly: "Don't blow the whistle yet?"

"The Night Owl Department and the Ancient Thirteen win!"

Under the call of the loyal fan brother Night Stalker, the audience burst into applause.

A baker's dozen

A baker's dozen

A baker's dozen

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