Chapter 737: Du Yun appears
"No comment!"
Hearing Yang Man's inquiry, Lu Su directly shook his head and said.
Yang Man's face showed disappointment, but he also understood that his words should have touched the other party's secret, so he didn't continue to ask, but turned to look at Duan Jian outside the light curtain.
"Lord Duan Jian, Yang Man admits defeat!"
"Are you sure?"
Duan Jian was floating in the air from beginning to end, and it was easier to see the duel between Lu Su and Yang Man on the field, and he also wondered why Yang Man lost his mind at the critical moment just now?
Could it be that the secret technique of mental attack is not successful?
Thinking of this, a look of surprise flashed in Duan Jian's eyes, and he looked at Yang Man and said in a deep voice.
"Yang Man is sure!"
Yang Man felt bitter in his heart, but he still nodded.
Seeing this, Duan Jian immediately turned to face the audience, his gaze swept over everyone, and said loudly: "The winner of the first semi-final of the Imperial All-Universe Race Moon Blue Star Final Tournament - Lu Su!" ”
"Lu Su!"
"Lu Su!"
……
Hearing Duan Jian's words, all the audience immediately shouted excitedly.
And the disciples of the middle sect who lost the game showed their disappointment, and some even complained that the senior brother could still fight, why did he suddenly admit defeat?
They don't understand and don't want to accept the outcome.
It wasn't until Yang Man returned from the arena to take his seat that these doubts subsided.
The sect elder didn't ask the reason, and Yang Man didn't take the initiative to explain, and the whole atmosphere suddenly became a little depressed.
As for Lu Su, who won, the amazing performance of solving the opponent so quickly in this first game was directly seen by everyone, and those Jindan Nine Turn Participating Monks who didn't care much about it became vigilant in their hearts.
They are also secretly thinking about the real reason why Yang Man chose to admit defeat!
This is another fierce rival to keep an eye on!
But no matter what, the game will go on.
After Duan Jian announced the start of the second match, everyone's attention turned back to the arena again, and they began to watch the battle between the two Jindan Nine Transformation Cultivators who appeared on the stage.
Quite a while...... One day...... Two days......
Another three days passed.
In these three days, the last thirty or so Jindan Nine Rotation Monks finally selected fifteen finalists after one-on-one competition.
After all, they are all Jindan Nine Turning Monks, except for a few of them who are extremely strong, the others are not much different from each other.
These fifteen finalists are considered to be the strongest existence among them.
Du Yun is also among them.
It's just that what makes him a little depressed is that because of the small number of Jindan Nine Rank Cultivators, the ten lieutenant generals on his side who participated in the competition accounted for one-third of the number.
It is inevitable to fight with the monks of the same camp.
So in the end, in addition to Du Yun, Lu Bu, Ma Chao, Sun Ce, Guan Yu, Zhang Fei and Lu Su, the remaining four players were all eliminated.
And their opponents were Lu Bu who had advanced.
I have to say that these four people are too unlucky.
But after the contestants and sect elders of other forces knew the relationship between Du Yun and Lu Bu, in addition to being shocked, they were more relieved.
There are fifteen and ten next, and the more people there are, the greater the chance of encountering them.
They believe they still have a chance to win one of them!
At the edge of the arena, Duan Jian, who was in charge of the competition, gathered the last fifteen contestants together and said, "Next, you have to draw a number plate. ”
"The number of license plates is from one to fifteen, and those who can draw the eighth number card will directly advance to the top ten, and the remaining fourteen people need to defeat the opponent opposite their number plate to advance!"
"In the end, I will randomly select two more from the seven players who lost to make up the ten, and that is the final result of this competition."
"Did you hear me clearly?"
After speaking, Duan Jian looked around at everyone, and his face was extremely calm.
The rules are not complicated, but after hearing this, the fifteen contestants felt that this was too child's play, after all, they were going to participate in the competition in Luojun Mansion, so how could they be lucky.
One of the monks couldn't help but express his doubts.
Duan Jian snorted and sneered, "What is child's play? My Yuntian Empire has a vast territory and has existed for a long time, and how many geniuses and even demon-level monks have appeared. ”
"But how many can finally rise completely and make a name for themselves? Sometimes no matter how strong your strength is, if you don't have luck or luck, you will still be unable to escape the fate of extinction in the end! ”
"So you remember, luck is also part of strength, if you have enough luck to add to your body, the resources required for cultivation can be fully prepared for you!"
After these words, the monks present were speechless.
Even Du Yun had to admit that what Duan Jian said was very reasonable, and he himself was able to go from an ordinary person to the present because he had enough luck.
Otherwise, Du Yun would have turned into a handful of loess by now, and I don't know which corner of his hometown would have been piled up!
All of a sudden, the atmosphere around him became extremely oppressive.
Duan Jian didn't care about the true thoughts of these juniors, pointed to the box next to him and said, "Time is pressing, let's move quickly, I'll report my number plate after drawing!" ”
"Yes, sir!"
Even though the fifteen contestants felt very uncomfortable, they had to accept this cruel reality and turned around and walked towards the box.
Soon, all fifteen people were drawn.
When he saw the number plate in his hand, one of the Jindan Nine Turning Cultivators suddenly had a happy face, and walked quickly to Duan Jian.
"My lord, I drew the number eight card!"
"Well, you're lucky, wait on the sidelines, what about the others?"
Duan Jian smiled and nodded, then looked at the remaining contestants.
After everyone reported their number plates, Du Yun looked at the "No. 15" card in his hand, and looked at the cold man who was staring at him not far away, and suddenly couldn't help but smile bitterly.
He really didn't expect that he was so lucky, not only did he get the number plate that he was going to play in the first game, but the opponent turned out to be one of the most difficult opponents among the fifteen.
Qingmang, whose body is the Heaven Swallowing Python, is the most important contestant of the Heavenly Demon Sect this time, and his strength has reached the peak of the Jindan Nine Turns.
Du Yun had investigated the other party, and according to rumors, if this green mang turned into the body to exert his talent, even a monk who had just entered the Dharma Realm would not dare to deal with it head-on.
It can be seen that the strength of the other party is extremely strong!
It seems that I am afraid that there will be a fierce battle next!
Du Yun couldn't help but say secretly in his heart.
At this time, after Duan Jian explained some precautions for the rest of the people and asked them to return to the audience temporarily, he suddenly turned to look at Du Yun and Qingmang.
"Let's get on the stage."
"Yes!"
When Du Yun and Qingmang heard Duan Jian's order, they immediately took off into the air and took off towards the arena in the middle.
(End of chapter)