The sound of a bell ringing echoed faintly in the Diancang Mountain, and after the Zen master announced the rules, he retreated to the side of the master of a lamp, looking at the field with a peaceful gaze. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

In the corner in front of the main hall, the monks of Dusk and Tianyuan stood by the railing, constantly looking at the people in the field.

"Senior Brother Kongming, are you sure!" Monk Tianyuan glanced at the smiling and confident young man at the corner of his mouth, and couldn't help but laugh: "If you admit defeat now, it's still too late, otherwise wait a little longer, after Master Yideng announces the battle, you won't have a chance to admit defeat, and when the time comes, you will lose, and it will not be your face alone!" ”

"Cut..." Hearing that the fourth senior brother Tianyuan, who was not as calm as water and as quiet as a pine before, he cut at dusk and said: "Just these people, I won't be afraid to go together..."

Seeing that the young man began to brag again, Monk Tianyuan shook his head with a wry smile, a trace of emotion flashed in his eyes, and said: "The others are just that, the first person in Tianlong Temple is not as simple as you think, don't take it lightly!" ”

"Leaving sorrow..." Knowing that the senior brother's admonition was not unfounded, he narrowed his eyes and whispered softly, and a trace of war intent rose in Dusk's heart.

I'm afraid that at this stage, the strength of Liwu is the top level in the player base. is also a player, and he is a traverser, and he comes with so many halos, if he can't beat him in this way, he won't have the face to face many traversal seniors.

I know you're good, but your opponent is the main character! Dusk said secretly in his heart.

After the Zen master retreated to his position, on the square, the ninety players on the opposite side of the ring looked at each other, although their faces were eager to try, but in the face of the ten players in the ring, no one acted rashly, after all, there were only three chances, anyway, there was no hurry, why not let others go up and try the depth of the opponent first.

With this thought in their hearts, after almost a full stick of incense, no one has come up to challenge, everyone scans back and forth, eye contact, and is unwilling to move, which makes the atmosphere on the field slowly become a little embarrassing.

Seeing that there is no way to go on like this, some players who are more irritable can't help it.

Hearing a loud laugh, a young man dressed in sackcloth walked out of the battle with an iron spear on his shoulder.

"The gun tyrant swept through the army!" Looking at the swaggering teenager, the players of Tianlong Temple couldn't help but turn their heads to each other.

Because of the age limit, all players at this stage are teenagers and girls, but according to a person's style of doing things and tone of voice, you can barely see a person's approximate age.

No, the young man who came out of the formation, with a trace of rampant on his immature face that was extremely inconsistent with his age, carried an iron gun, and walked straight to the ring with such a swagger.

"Boom..."

With the strength under his feet, he shouted angrily, and the spear boy jumped out, and the person had already landed on the half-foot high ring.

With a sweep of the spear, his head raised, and looking at the angry opponent opposite, the young man smiled straightforwardly: "Please..."

Please, please sister, why are you bastard again!

The young man who guarded the ring was not angry in his heart, you guy is so rampant, in the end you are the master of the ring, I am the master, not to mention the ten-way ring, why did you go straight to me, am I the weakest of the ten people in your eyes!

There was a feeling of being despised , I saw that the young man's face was angry, and with a wave of his arm, a long stick appeared in his hand, and between the waves, he gritted his teeth and said, "Please!" ”

As soon as the voice fell, the young man who was guarding did not give in, his body moved, and he only heard the whistling of the stick wind, and the person had already pounced on the spear boy with the long stick.

"Hmph..." In the face of the active attack of the champion, the sweeping army snorted coldly, a trace of bloodthirsty taste hung on the corner of his mouth, his arm was strong, the spear was straight, and he faced the long stick.

"Bang..."

The spear is like a dragon, the stick is like a dragon, the spear and stick intersect, and the gun hisses and roars.

Last time, the two of them fought each other, and they already knew each other's strength, so now as soon as they got started, there was no temptation, and they directly entered the white heat.

Looking at the fierce battle in the field, Dusk shook his head, after all, it is still the initial stage of the game, and everyone's martial arts cannot reach the realm of snatching white blades empty-handed.

The martial arts are similar, and it is naturally cheaper to use equipment than empty-handed players. This is also why, when the player's martial arts are basically at the beginning of the door, Li Chou can easily reach the top of the Heavenly Dragon with just a little stick technique.

Therefore, in the first few rounds of selection, most of the random competitions were fist-to-fist and stick-to-stick, and the best of them were selected.

However, there are no absolutes, just like the final finals now, it is impossible to abandon the equipment you specialize in because the opposite side is good at boxing, and compete with him!

In this case, Dusk only secretly sighed, no wonder the system in the first few years of the game, will not hold a martial arts conference that affects the entire rivers and lakes or even the whole server, after all, martial arts practice is not an overnight effect, now the martial arts conference is held, players go up, to be honest, in the eyes of the game's local characters, it is really funny.

That being said, the players of this Tianlong Temple have become the opponents of the sweeping army known as the gun tyrant, and they also specialize in studying long sticks, so the first competition that started in the field, the two fought back and forth, spears flying, long sticks whistling, and between the collisions of guns and sticks, the sound of breaking the air resounded through the square.

"It's kind of interesting..."

"Well, it's okay..." Master Yilan nodded, it seems that there are still some fertile talents in this group of "immortal teenagers", although this set of marksmanship is still young, but it can reach this point in more than half a year, it's not bad, it's just...

His eyes swept over the corner of the young man who was full of interest, and he didn't worry about the young man watching the competition, and the master of the lamp couldn't help but shake his head, and whispered: "It's still far away..."

seemed to understand the meaning of the senior brother's words, Yiyin Zen Master also sighed slightly, and a wry smile was drawn at the corner of his mouth, indeed, although these two people are not bad, but if they are compared with the little guy Kong Ming, I am afraid it will be a little insufficient. In the audience, there are only three or two people who are qualified to compete with Kong Ming!

After sweeping the sorrow of being too lazy to pay attention to the competition in the ring, the corners of his eyes slipped with a resolute face, and the only female player in the ring, because a glimmer of hope rose in the heart of the Zen master, the Buddha has been defeated, so in the competition of the younger generation of disciples, if you can win back a city, it is not bad!

I didn't pay attention to the communication between Master Yideng and Master Yiyin, and watched the competition in the field with great interest at dusk.

Oops, that's good! The kung fu of these two people on the gun stick is not bad, but aside from the guy who is more than shallow and sorrowful, these two people are probably the two best guns and sticks among all the players in the field, and it seems that the situation has reached a slightly small level.

It's just that the marksmanship used to sweep thousands of armies seems to be the same type as the "Yang Family Marksmanship" that he practiced, and it seems to be a marching and battlefield-type kung fu...