Zihuang laughed and said: "Brother Zhang is not even afraid of corpse beasts, compared to me, I am afraid that it is not too much." ”

Zilan said in surprise: "Is it so powerful?" ”

"How can the people I make friends be ordinary? By the way, Brother Zhang, what about that Daoist brother? ”

Zihuang still remembered Jia Youde, and in his eyes, the obscene Taoist priest was also deeply hidden.

"I don't know, I'm not with him. Brother Purple Desolation is also here to participate in the competition? Zhang Yifeng frowned, he couldn't see through Zihuang, and his intuition told him that Zihuang should be very powerful.

Before Zi Huang could speak, Zi Lan snorted: "My third brother even refused the invitation of that sect, how could he care about the little Junjie Competition." My third brother's talent is considered to be the second, and no one in the entire hidden sect dares to claim to be the first! Concubine Shi of the Shi family is also not qualified. ”

"Concubine Shi's ......"

Zhang Yifeng's body trembled, Shi Feiyan had a few encounters with him, and he also had some fears in his heart for this woman riding a flying magic weapon. Unexpectedly, Shi Feiyan's talent was not as good as Zihuang. Moreover, what kind of sect is the sect in Zilan's mouth?

Hidden Door, is there still some secret existence that he doesn't know?

"Little sister, don't raise up your third brother, at least don't say that in front of Brother Zhang. Speaking of which, Brother Zhang, I haven't seen you for a while, you seem to be a lot stronger. ”

Zi Huang's eyes have been staring at Zhang Yifeng, and if you look closely, you will find that his eyes are faintly purple. It's weird.

Zhang Yifeng nodded and said, "It has indeed improved a bit." ”

Zihuang laughed: "Brother Zhang, then I wish you the first." The rematch is about to start, so I won't bother you. Big brother, little sister, you also go to pranayama. I'll cheer you on from the stands."

Zihuang's words fell, and he had already turned around and went to the stands.

The two Zirui brothers also said goodbye to Zhang Yifeng and returned to their team.

Soon, the morning sun rose, and the first ten people at the entrance of the eight halls all arrived.

The rematch is about to begin.

At this moment, in the ring, an old man walked up.

"When the time comes, there are a total of eighty disciples participating in the semi-finals. As usual, the semi-finals will be held for three days. Your opponents, all decided by lot, good luck. ”

The old man's voice was hoarse and ethereal, but it was full of awe-inspiring flavor. His cultivation is definitely not weak.

As soon as the old man's voice fell, a box appeared in the center of the ring, filled with bamboo sticks, a full eighty pieces.

The rules for the semi-finals are different from those for the preliminary round, and the semi-finals will be held for three days.

On the first day, the top 10 will be divided.

On the second day, the top five were separated.

On the third day, the top three will be decided.

The purpose of this is to give the contestants enough time to rest, and the second is to make money! After all, you have to buy a new ticket every time.

At this time, Zhang Yifeng came to the box and pulled out a random stick, which was engraved with the word forty. That is, he was the last to fight.

Originally, Zhang Yifeng thought that the rules of the semi-final were the same as those of the preliminary round, which was a competition of ten people and ten people.

But in fact, he was wrong, and in the big ring, a circle had already been drawn.

Each circle is about two meters or so.

The circle is written with numbers, one to forty, that is, eighty people fight together, and in one breath, the first forty will be decided!

Sure enough, the Elder's voice confirmed his guess.

"Please go to the corresponding battle circle according to your number and get ready to start fighting."

Eighty people, fighting together. Absolutely time-saving.

Zhang Yifeng lowered his head and looked for the No. 40 circle in the ring, and finally found the No. 40 battle circle far away.

"I don't know who will be my opponent."

The corners of Zhang Yifeng's mouth showed a nonchalant smile, no matter who was his opponent, he would not accept mercy.

In the rematch, he must fight his way out.

In order to seize a city, the gods block and kill the gods, and the Buddha blocks and kills the gods.

Wang Cheng's identity card, he is going to decide.

At this time, there was no one in the 40th circle, and it seemed that no one else had won the same bamboo stick.

Zhang Yifeng had nothing to do, and turned his head to look at the nearby circle. He found that there was a young man standing in circles on the 39th and 38th, all waiting for the arrival of his opponent.

These young people Zhang Yifeng doesn't know, but the young people who can participate in the semi-finals are not weak, and these people who seem to be born may be a dark horse that is deeply hidden.

No matter which world it is, there is no shortage of geniuses, and some geniuses, who usually forbear, will burst out with amazing combat power at critical moments.

Himself, is one of them.

At this time, all the disciples who had drawn lots were in a very nervous mood, and they only hoped that they would not meet the first or second person at the entrance of the Eight Great Halls. Otherwise, there is no chance of making it into the top 40.

"It's going to be, it's going to be

Compared with the nervous and uneasy mood of the competition, the spectators under the ring are much more relaxed. They wish the battle had started early, and then there would be a fight that would excite them and make their blood boil.

At this moment, the mood of all the spectators was not calm.

In the ring, the bamboo sticks have been drawn, and everyone is walking towards their respective rings, and some of them have already stood in the ring.

At this time, a young man walked slowly towards circle forty. His gaze was calm, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Look, it's Liu Xiaohu! He walked towards Circle Forty. ”

"Liu Xiaohu is the first person in the Flame Hall. Who is his opponent? Hey, it's that Zhang Yifeng just now! ”

"This Yifeng is mostly tragic, and he met the first person in the hall in the first battle. Most of them can't even get into the top 40. ”

"Zhang Yifeng?"

Finally, Liu Xiaohu stopped in front of the No. 40 circle.

"It's really Circle Forty."

"Will there be a miracle next? Does this Zhang Yifeng really have capital, or is it grandstanding? ”

The spectators were nervous, and he found that they were actually looking forward to Zhang Yifeng's battle!

"You know me?" Zhang Yifeng looked at the young man, and his body trembled.

"You were so arrogant just now, I don't know it. Although I wanted to teach you a lesson, you were lucky. I'm not from this circle. ”

Liu Xiaohu spoke lightly, then turned around and walked into the circle of No. 39.

"I'll go! Not Circle Forty! ”

The disciples who had been paying attention to the two of them were instantly disappointed, originally thinking that there would be a fierce battle, but they didn't expect Liu Xiaohu to just say hello to Zhang Yifeng.

It's as uncomfortable as being interrupted in the middle of peeing.

"Hey, don't be disappointed, you see, someone is here again, that person seems to be Ye Bohu, the third person of the Flame Hall."

Suddenly, there was a cry of surprise from the crowd, and everyone looked up and found that another young man was walking towards Zhang Yifeng's circle. Someone with sharp eyes recognized his identity. The third young man of the Flame Hall, Ye Bohu! That is, the young man who had a holiday with Zhang Yifeng just now.