The finals will start right away.

According to the lottery decision reported above, Liao Luan will have to fight 20 people alone in the finals, and the competition system of the finals is that if one person can single out more than 10 people, he can directly advance.

Liao Luan did not hesitate to order twenty, which is basically equivalent to that if he wins, the first position will be stable.

However, Lin Zuiliu was a little worried about him, since he saved her that day, Liao Luan's complexion has not looked very good, and his lips are a little pale.

She asked many times, but Liao Luan shirked and said that it was fine, but she didn't let her check the situation, which made him more and more worried.

Soon it was the day of the competition.

Maybe because it was the finals, everyone got up early in the morning and looked very excited, the whole inn was noisy, and the breakfast time, which was not many people on weekdays, was now full.

Several of them sat at the dinner table, and they were also very excited to discuss.

"Yan Gui, if you win today, I will be able to walk sideways on the rivers and lakes in the future, and no one will dare to mess with me."

"Don't dream Si Chen, are you a crab? Still walking sideways. Lin Zuiliu opened his mouth to scold him mercilessly.

The two of them are like this, you and I are scolded.

Relatively quiet, it was Ji Yaohan who was eating quietly in the corner on the side.

Since he was reprimanded by Liao Luan that day, this kid has been dull and doesn't say a word.

Lin Zuiliu has persuaded many times, but the bell must be tied to the bell, and she has not persuaded it to any effect, plus Liao Luan himself is a person with few words.

Therefore, the whole dinner table has become a double reed of Lin Zuiliu and Si Chen, and occasionally Qian Qingruo also interjected, which seemed extremely quiet.

"Eh, have you heard? Elder Song of the Sanqing Gang is a bad person, and he has been discovered by the Mu Alliance Master two days ago. ”

"Hey, it's really fake, I've been looking at this guy surnamed Song with a lot of demeanor, why did you suddenly find out that he is a bad person?"

"Don't you know, Elder Song of the Sanqing Gang died early in the morning, and the corpse was found, so isn't this a fake, he pretended to be someone else, what kind of good intentions can he have?"

"...... Reasonable"

"Some of them also said that the death of the Snow Sword Peak Peak Lord and others had something to do with him."

"Isn't that made of a piece of willow?"

"Who knows who did it, I see, none of them are clean."

Don't live and chat very loudly, so as soon as the good things that Liao Luan did two days ago were spread, Lin Zuiliu heard it.

She stretched out her elbow and poked Liao Luan, who was silent on the side, and said excitedly, "Listen, they're talking about you." ”

Liao Luan, who has always ignored Lin Zuiliu on weekdays, suddenly spoke up this time.

He first glanced at Lin Zuiliu lightly, then turned around and took a sip of porridge, "If I heard me correctly, the person they said should be Song Yanfeng." ”

Intimidating?

Lin Zuiliu was so rare to be scolded by Liao Luan like this, pointing at him for a long time, "Are you lifting the bar?" Isn't that what you did? Why do you still do good deeds without leaving a name? ”

Liao Luan raised his eyebrows and nodded, and drank the porridge in the bowl in his hand in a few sips, "Eat without saying anything, eat quickly, don't talk." ”

"Oh." She answered in a muffled voice, and sure enough, she began to eat her breakfast quietly.

Liao Luan's race is in the morning.

Therefore, after a few people had eaten, they went directly to the competition venue.

There are really a lot of people coming today, they have come very early, but there are already a lot of people sitting inside.

Seeing that the three of them found an improper position and sat down, Liao Luan took Ji Yaohan to the ring.

Walking along the way, Ji Yaohan still didn't say a word, and walked quietly behind him, as if there was no such person.

After all, the two were not competing on the same platform, Liao Luan's place arrived, and he stopped, Ji Yaohan was about to bypass him and walk forward, but the cuffs were suddenly pulled.

He was shocked for a while, and stumbled his mouth, "Liao, Brother Liao......"

"Why are you always like this, cheer up, it's time to start the game, only success, not failure."

As I said, the bell must be tied to the bell, so although there is always a bit of a threat in this encouragement, Ji Yaohan still nodded happily.

"Don't worry, Brother Liao. I'm absolutely fine. Then he staggered and left.

Sure enough, he is young and vigorous, and people are also coaxed.

Liao Luan was a little funny, but in the end he still didn't laugh, and stood quietly waiting for Mu Yunting, who was in charge of the overall situation, to appear.

The people arrived soon, Mu Yunting got up, used his internal force to transmit the voice, and said: "As the last game of the martial arts conference, I hope that all the heroes of the rivers and lakes can fight hard, and I wish everyone a good result." ”

The sound resounded throughout the venue, and the people below applauded one by one. , Lin Zuiliu also clapped his hands. Her seat was facing Liao Luan's ring, although the position was a little back, but she could see it clearly.

What everyone cares about the most should be Liao Luan's game, after all, he has single-handedly challenged so many people.

Soon the game began, and sure enough, there were a lot of people around Liao Luan, counting carefully, there were about ten.

He stood in the middle of the ring, wearing a moon-white gauze robe, the sword in his hand was not yet unsheathed, and with one hand behind his back, he said lightly, "You guys go up together." ”

There are really people who are not afraid of death.

Everyone was puzzled, and looked up at the situation in the ring without blinking.

Those who can enter the top 100 are not mediocre people, Lin Zuiliu has already seen many very powerful people just by looking at them.

For example, the strange monk from the Western Regions, he held an extremely sharp metal hook in his hand, this weapon had never been used in the Central Plains, but he could play it well, and his head was very good.

Hearing Liao Luan's words that no one spoke, this person's face looked a little angry, "You chivalrous people in the Central Plains just hate it, there is no one in your eyes, and you feel that you are amazing." I'm going to show you today. ”

As he spoke, he waved the hook in his hand and rushed towards Liao Luan, the tip of the hook was very sharp, and the sun shone with a cold light.

Lin Zuiliu was a little nervous in his heart, and when he saw this, he directly held his breath, his eyes staring at the menacing iron hook.

The hook quickly arrived, and when she even thought that Liao Luan really had no way to deal with it, he suddenly got up directly, and his feet in white boots stepped directly on the iron chain connected to the iron hook, and he took a few steps forward along the force, and drew out the flying feather sword and stabbed at the strange monk.

The monk didn't expect him to have this hand, so he hurriedly retreated. The two of them moved forward and backward one by one, and soon the hook was retracted, and he threw out the hook again and hooked it directly onto the Flying Feather Sword, and the weapons made a crisp sound when they met.

Then, Liao Luan felt the man's constant force, as if he wanted to pull his sword out of his hand.

Although Liao Luan looked a little thin, his strength was very great, not to mention the hand holding the sword, and unless the whole hand was broken, the weapon would never leave his body.

The two of them fell into anxiety for a while, and at this time, the strange monk suddenly opened his mouth and shouted, "It's now, hurry up." ”

By the way, Lin Zuiliu remembered that Liao Luan's opponent was not this person, and there were nine opponents with bad intentions around him.

At this time, Liao Luan was restrained, and there was no way to take care of the people behind him, so when those people heard the strange monk's words, they hurriedly took out their weapons and came at Liao Luan.

Lin Zuiliu looked anxious, he didn't hold back, and shouted, "Be careful behind you, Yan Gui!" ”

It turns out that everything is just that the emperor is not in a hurry and the eunuch is in a hurry, he is not afraid of the people behind him at all, the arm holding the sword is raised, and the whole person is forward, and the chain of the iron hook is flicked, and the two people who are close to him are thrown out directly.

Then he stretched out his foot and stepped directly on the chain, his force was quite strong, the hook could not support it, and he slipped down at once.

"Let's go together!"

I don't know who shouted on the stage, but when everyone heard it, they really rushed directly to Liao Luan, his expression was calm, and he didn't hurt anyone, and when he saw someone coming, he slapped them directly on the stomach or leg.

There are rules in the ring, as long as you can't stand up, this person is considered to lose. He hit people so hard that many people really couldn't get up.

He is like a dragonfly, wearing a wide robe with big sleeves, and he is quite a bit of a fairy wind and bones, and he is a fairy outside the world.

It's been so long, and everyone really hasn't touched a corner of his clothes.

Lin Zuiliu quietly watched everyone's movements, and was a little proud in his heart, and suddenly saw that Liao Luan's whole popularity seemed to be unloaded, and then slowed down uncontrollably.

A master's move, even a small mistake is easy to fail, not to mention that he directly unloaded the internal force, and the speed was the same as that of an ordinary person, and soon the weapon came to the front again.

Liao Luan subconsciously stretched out his hand to block, his whole arm was numb, and he looked down to see that the account where he held the sword was already somewhat torn, and it was bleeding.

He was a little puzzled, he obviously didn't unload his internal force, why did he suddenly become like this? He frowned and stood up as he parried again.

The strange monk walked in front of him again, and he tried to mobilize his internal breath, and found that it was still unobstructed, and there was no problem.

He knew that something must have gone wrong, otherwise there would never be such a situation, so he didn't dare to delay any longer, and planned to solve the problem quickly.

There aren't many people on the field who can move now.

Those who fell close to the stage were directly carried down, and now there are about two or three left, Liao Luan no longer shows mercy to his subordinates, and blood is soon seen on the Flying Feather Sword.

He didn't kill people directly, but if he saw a little blood, the chances of getting up were even smaller.

The two of them were quickly beaten down by him, and only the monk was left, and he was already dying.