The second round of the competition ended, and five winners were determined, namely Fang Junru, Zhao Zheng, Kong Yunjie, Bai Feiyu, and Zheng Wouji. There can only be five winners, and the rest are naturally defeated.

Some people lost the competition, and some people lost their lives.

Mo Yunzi, who was still alive a few days ago, is now lying in a coffin ready to be buried.

Since Mo Yunzi was alone and had no relatives or friends around him, it was a bit ironic that the right to dispose of him fell into the hands of Zhao Zheng.

Zhao Zheng killed Mo Yunzi, and now he has to arrange the funeral for Mo Yunzi.

If someone else is replaced, they may find a dirt pit and bury Moyunzi in a hurry, or simply leave it in the wilderness to feed the dogs. But Zhao Zheng couldn't do this kind of thing, he wanted to bury Mo Yunzi well, and send Mo Yunzi's body all the way to his hometown to be buried with his deceased parents.

This is a very time-consuming and laborious choice, but Zhao Zheng chose this one instead.

Zhao Zheng had no time to clone for the time being, so he could only temporarily store Mo Yunzi in the Sword Casting Villa, and wait until the competition was over, and then ask someone to transport Mo Yunzi.

In this competition, Zhao Zheng not only won the qualification for promotion, but also won a lot of money from Lu Youfa.

The bet was paid to two, and 90,000 taels became 180,000 taels, which doubled.

This money is enough, but Zhao Zheng still didn't withdraw the money, but bet all on himself. He thinks this kind of gambling will bring him good luck, and he needs it right now.

If he meets Fang Junru or a bye in the next match, it will be fine, but if he meets any of the other three, it will be difficult to win, so he really needs a little luck.

Steward Zhu is here again. The five remaining fighters in the col were invited to participate in the draw.

Zhao Zheng went out. I found that the col had become much more deserted again. No more noisy human voices.

The rest of the fighters were not talkatives, especially Zao Wou-Ki, who barely spoke a word all day long, let alone made contact with people.

The five fighters followed Steward Zhu to the familiar hall, met Tie Xuanfeng and the sword slave, and drew fewer and fewer signatures from the smaller and smaller lots.

Before the draw, Fang Jun took a step forward. Hugging his fists, he said: "Iron Zhuang Master, the little woman's strength is low, and she thinks that she is not the opponent of several young heroes, so she decided to withdraw from this competition, and she hopes to be successful." ”

"Miss Fang, why should you be humble, you have relied on your strength to get to this point, this is obvious to all, if you retreat bravely at this time, wouldn't it be a pity." Tie Xuanfeng twisted his beard.

"I've been able to get this far, not so much because of my strength. It's better to rely on luck. Now there are five fighters left, and one person has to have a bye. There are many inconveniences. In this case, I might as well be aware of the current affairs and take the initiative to quit to make it convenient for everyone. ”

"It doesn't matter if someone has a bye, no matter how many times someone has a bye, in the end, there will inevitably be a one-on-one decisive battle."

"The Iron Zhuang owner doesn't need to persuade me, this is the result of my careful consideration, not impulsive, I think it's better for me and everyone to quit now."

"In that case, the owner of the village will not talk much, and promise you to withdraw temporarily." Tie Xuanfeng nodded.

"Thank you for it." Fang Junru gave a deep salute, took two steps back, and walked away without looking back. Her decision was really a smart decision, since she knew that she would definitely lose the next game, why bother to touch her face.

Tie Xuanfeng turned his head to look at the remaining four fighters, and said with a smile: "The four of you are not allowed to withdraw again, the competition must continue, otherwise you will deliberately demolish the table of our Sword Forging Villa." ”

The four fighters all said that they would not quit, and several of them were determined to forge ahead, and even if someone forced them to quit, they would not quit.

Five people became four, which saved a lot of trouble at once, and no one had to have a bye, and they could catch and compare all the way until someone won.

In this way, the suspense of the draw is also reduced a lot, and no matter which opponent is drawn, it is a tricky opponent.

Tie Xuanfeng stretched out his big hand like an iron hoop and pulled out one of the five sticks, which was the blank one.

"Young heroes, please get started!" He handed the holder, which had only four sticks left.

The four stretched out their four hands, grabbed the sticks in turn, and brought the drawn sticks to their eyes to watch.

There was a tiger on the slip in Zhao Zheng's hand, a tiger was also drawn on the slip in Kong Yunjie's hand, and the sticks in the hands of the other two beaters were depicted with a dragon.

Together, the two patterns symbolize the battle of the dragon!

Zhao Zheng turned his head to look at his opponent, the other party was smiling at him, the smile was handsome and kind, but it was just a golden flounder that was ruined, and under the smile lurked a dirty and ugly soul. He hated Kong Yunjie as an opponent in his heart, and his hatred was even far greater than that of Mo Yunzi.

Mo Yunzi will only kill innocents indiscriminately when he is crazy, and Kong Yunjie is very sober when he kills. The people killed by the two were not the same, Mo Yunzi killed everyone, and Kong Yunjie specially harmed those young and beautiful young girls in order to cultivate evil skills.

The degree of bad people is different, and the punishment scheme is naturally different, people like Mo Yunzi can be killed, and people like Kong Yunjie are best executed by Ling Chi, only in this way can they be enough to relieve hatred.

Zhao Zheng really wanted to kill Kong Yunjie in the ring to comfort the spirits of the deceased in the sky, but he couldn't do it, and he didn't dare to do it. If he really killed Kong Yunjie, his life would not be saved, Ye Zhiqiu would definitely not let him go easily, even if he searched the ends of the earth, he would turn him over and kill him.

He doesn't want to die yet, so he can't kill Kong Yunjie yet.

"Zhao Shaoxia, the day after tomorrow in the ring, please give me a lot of advice." Kong Yunjie smiled.

"Each other, each other." Zhao Zheng said lightly.

After the draw is over, it is time to wait for the next ring to officially convene, and the four fighters have withdrawn from the hall, it is time to practice and recuperate. Sword Forge Villa will give them the purest place to practice, and it will also provide them with the best healing medicine.

Zhao Zheng has no injuries on his body, and he doesn't need to recuperate, as long as he practices hard after he goes back.

The place where he practiced was quite special, not in the real world, but in the dungeon world!

Among the many dungeons, there is a dungeon called Deep Mountain Old Forest, this dungeon stays for up to a year, which can allow Zhao Zheng to be quickly promoted in a short period of time, the only drawback is that the dungeon function can no longer be enabled for a long time afterward.

This quest can only be used when there is an urgent need to quickly improve his strength, and now is the time when Zhao Zheng urgently needs to quickly improve his strength.

His next opponent is Kong Yunjie, the opponent is a Sixfold Heavenly Martial Man, and his strength is a lot higher than him, and he needs to make up for this gap as soon as possible.

A year's time is not long, it is not short, if it is all used for cultivation, it is enough to make Zhao Zheng's whole person reborn!

Zhao Zheng opened the copy of the deep mountain and old forest and entered this isolated place.

The sun hung high overhead, the forest was full of birds and flowers, next to a towering ancient tree and a sturdy tree house, and the sound of water could be faintly heard in the distance.

Zhao Zheng had already been here once, and he was very familiar with the grass and trees here, he didn't waste a minute or a second to observe the surrounding environment, and soon devoted himself to the boring and hard cultivation. (To be continued......)