Chapter 262: The Old Man, the Old Man

After the second drink, the referee poured another glass with the swordsman, and looked at the other referees in the hall cuely: "It seems that this knockout match will end soon!" ”

When the swordsman heard this, he looked around, and saw that there were several contestants sitting at the table, and they all seemed to be talking to the referee about something. He knew most of these people: there were good brothers Tiger Head Monster, the Troll King and Dancing Sky Ji who had done tasks together, the Dragon Prince who had fought against the demon wind together in Jianye City, and a female cultivator of his own clan, judging by his appearance, he should be the rumored Daughter Village's elite realm figure Feiyan Nu!

"In this way, except for the bone elf who just won, there is only one place left!" The swordsman was thinking like this, when he suddenly heard someone shouting: "Big brother! Eldest brother! When he turned to look, it was the tiger monster waving its arms at him, and two rows of large white teeth were showing above the round tiger head's face.

The swordsman was about to reply, but saw the tiger head monster stand up, and his voice was still loud and shouted: "See you in the final, big brother!" ”

The swordsman's face changed in response, and all eyes were fixed on him and the tiger monster.

The tiger monster didn't notice it at all, and when he had finished speaking, he turned around and said something to the referee; The referee nodded, and with a wave of his right hand, the void in front of him swayed, and a whirlpool black hole quickly appeared in front of him, just like the one that the swordsman teleported in.

The tiger monster didn't say much, and stepped in; The referee then entered; The swirling black hole then closes.

All eyes fell on the swordsman.

The swordsman was helpless, so he had to hug his fists to the other four contestants with an apologetic face.

Wu Tianji nodded with a frosty face, the Dragon Prince snorted disdainfully, the Troll King remembered the battle of the Black Rooster Country that day and couldn't help but raise his fist and salute back, Feiyan Nu just smiled.

"Sword Young Man, let's drink this cup, it's time for us to play!" The referee reminded that other referees were doing similar things.

The swordsman turned around, took three sips of tea in the cup, got up and said, "Please open the way!" ”

The referee didn't say much, stood up, waved his right hand, and the whirlpool black hole appeared.

"Please!" The two stretched out their hands at the same time, first stunned for a moment, then laughed in unison and walked into the passage together.

The next moment, the central position of the competition platform waved, and the two of them came out at the same time three feet apart.

The audience of the competition is in the midst of a terrifying sound-

"Swift Girl! Swift Girl! ”

"Swordsman! Swordsman! ”

……

The two looked at the light curtain that showed the progress of the game, and the top eight places had been decided 7, and the last one was ...... The two of them were about to take a closer look, and a name disappeared in a flash, and the last place was determined by the golden light, which was the disciple of Wuzhuang Guan Divine Heavenly Soldier!

If there was a thunderstorm at the big competition venue, no one would have thought that this year not only did other sects enter the top 16 precedent, but the immortal clan even had a rare situation where they did not all advance to the top 8, and the only immortal sect that was eliminated in the top 16 of the 12 famous families was Putuo Mountain, which was defeated by the daughter village of the human race. As a result, the Terrans rarely occupy two places in the top 8. Although the demons still occupy the third place in the top 8, they also have a certain advantage in the face of the same seat as the immortal race!

The cheers of the Terran monks were like thunder.

A mocking smile hung on the demon monk's face.

The faces of the immortal monks were a little ugly, especially the monks in Putuo Mountain, because they were all female cultivators, many of them left unacceptable tears of sadness!

"How so? How could this be......" Yin Feng's eyes swirled with tears, and he looked at the place where the name of Xuan Caimo, a disciple in the main sect, disappeared on the light curtain in disbelief.

"Sister Yinfeng......" The three girls didn't know how to comfort them; Especially Linglongzhi was even more speechless, she was already a disciple of her daughter village, although her mood at the moment was not as excited as she imagined - after all, it was common for their daughter village to be promoted to level 8 - but compared to the current Yin Feng, it would always give people a completely opposite feeling.

At this time, Yue Ying suddenly said coldly: "Victory and defeat are common things in soldiers, what is there to be sad about?" ”

"Sister Yue......" Gong Xiyun was taken aback, and wanted to interrupt Yueying's words and say something comforting to Yin Feng.

Yue Ying ignored it, and just continued: "What's more, the daughter village retains a place in the top 8 nine times out of ten, and it is not a shameful thing for your family to lose in the hands of the daughter village, right?" ”

Yin Feng was said a few words by Yue Yingxun, and his expression suddenly froze; The three girls looked ugly, and they all looked at Yueying with some complaints, but they heard Yin Feng suddenly speak: "What the fairy taught is that the little woman is short-sighted, does not think of progress, only sees the joys and sorrows of the present, and does not think of future development!" After that, he clasped his hands into fists and said, "Thank you!" ”

Seeing this, the three girls first looked at each other, but they couldn't fully understand the meaning, but when they saw that Yin Feng recovered, they didn't feel a smile, and they also raised their fists and said to Yue Ying: "Thank you!" ”

Yue Ying just nodded silently, although she said this lesson to others at the moment, but Xiaoyaosheng was also eliminated in this 16-in-8 competition, she was very worried about Xiaoyaosheng's current mood, and she wanted to find Xiaoyaosheng to comfort her, but in the face of such a sea of people, it is undoubtedly a needle in a haystack to find someone. What's more, Xiaoyaosheng is also a person whose whereabouts are erratic, and if you want to find him, you still have some opportunities with these female cultivators who have some relationship with Xiaoyaosheng's friend Swordsman.

Just when the thousands of spectators under the competition stage were roaring, the swordsman suddenly let out a doubt: "Divine Heavenly Soldier? But he soon remembered that he had a relationship with this person, but he couldn't say to himself uncertainly: "Could it be that it is the Divine Heavenly Soldier who met by chance in Xudu that year, and he seems to be a monk of Wuzhuang Temple." Speaking of this, I couldn't help but be surprised: "Is there really so many coincidences in the world?" ”

"In the past twenty years, the major major sects of the Three Realms have indeed come out with extraordinary talents!" The referee on the side sighed unconsciously.

The swordsman nodded thoughtfully, always feeling that this phenomenon was not a good thing, as the so-called extreme must be reversed. The more I thought about it, the more weird I felt, and soon I thought of Solo's body, and I couldn't help but shudder, and said in my heart: "I hope it doesn't get involved!" Just as he was thinking, the transparent ball that drew out the opponent for the next game appeared in the middle of the two light curtains, and the red sign also appeared.

"Please draw lots!" The referee reminded.

The swordsman nodded, and was about to hit an aura, when he suddenly saw three spiritual lights shot in successively, and the three signings disappeared immediately, leaving only one crazy bounce, and he smiled helplessly, and with a wave of his right hand, a golden aura flew in, hitting the red sign, and the signings disappeared, appearing in the hands of the swordsman, and exploded with a pop, turning into a red glittering "7"!