After a night's rest, the next day, the top 100 competition officially began. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Shang Yi obeyed Lu He's orders and did not participate in the following competition. Whatever the reason, for Lu He's decision, several people are unconditionally obedient, perhaps this is a subconscious that even they themselves have not discovered. 、

5 people came to participate, and only Lu Yiren was able to participate in the championship competition in the end. And there are only 10 ordinary Dalits of thousands of people who finally enter the top 100, which is the cruelty of the Awakening Conference to ordinary people. Only the strong are ordinary people! It will only become more and more ordinary, and for generations it has been an untouchable person like Dalit, which is beyond the reach of even the lowest civilian rank Shudra.

Perhaps for the current earth, Shudra is a strong man that everyone fears and envies, but for the entire Mauryan Dynasty, Shudra is just an ordinary commoner.

None of the players who entered the top 100 were weak, or had strong martial arts, or were extremely talented, or were more than half a hundred years old.

A......

Two ......

Five ......

For Lu He, although the strength of these players has soared, it has not put too much pressure on him, but it has to spend more energy to deal with the bookmaker.

After five games, Lu He's opponent's strength level suddenly dropped by more than one notch, whether it was the bookmaker's reason or luck, Lu He didn't care about these little things. Although anyone with a discerning eye can see that in order to save the strong players for the last and have the most exciting finals, the so-called "system" randomly assigns opponents,!

Ten games, although Lu He's battle was "very hard", Lu He's odds were constantly decreasing, although Lu He's gold coins were not less. The net worth has changed from more than 20,000 gold coins to more than 10,000 purple, if it is exposed, how many people will be blushing.

"It's time to stop, big bull, you go and cash out the money we won, don't bet, so much is already dangerous." Lu He said with some concern. "Maybe I'm still a little greedy!"

"But as long as we bet further, we will win more money, and our village will not have to worry about eating and drinking from now on!" Da Niu shouted with some excitement and hot eyes.

"No matter how much money you have, do you have the life to spend it?" Lu He's majestic gaze swept over, and Da Niu immediately lowered his head. "Even if no one finds out, will the village still be motivated from now on?"

Although there are 10 games in a day, the competition is very fast, all of them are equal or completely unbeatable, and injury means elimination. And after entering the top 100, the competitive spirit of players with average strength is not strong.

The top 10 places will all be decided in the evening. The information of the ten players was sent to Lu He's hands as soon as possible, and the power and capital are eternal no matter what era they are in.

In addition to Lu He, among the other nine contestants were an ordinary Dalit cultivator, 5 from the upper race Negritos, and 3 from high-ranking castes with deep backgrounds. For this ordinary person, what a powerful talent, perseverance, and perseverance he has to come to this point as an ordinary person.

The rules of the final are more special, three rings, representing the champion, runner-up and third runner-up, for their own self-confidence can be free to defend or attack, each person has the right to attack twice, and finally the successful defender gets the ranking of the ring.

The last ten people are not easy to match, and none of them are weak. Although he was extremely confident in himself, Lu He did not hold it up.

"What's your name, with an ordinary Dalit being able to get this far, you're eligible to be known by my name." Negritoro, whose face was covered with strange patterns, said arrogantly to the black-haired young man who challenged him.

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"Ren Yuanhua! ......" hesitated for a long time, and said the name with a heavy heart.

"Not much to talk about, then I won't talk nonsense with you, look at the pestle!" The patterned man shouted loudly, and the short pestle in his hand smashed towards the man named Ren Yuanhua with a strange arc.

Holding a long stick of 1.7 meters up in his hand, he was a little at a loss. Attack? Ordinary long sticks are clearly no match for alloy pestles. Dodge? The speed is not as fast as the other party.

"When...... Click...... Boom...... After a bang, Ren Yuanhua's long stick turned into a short stick, but at the moment when the long stick broke, he chose not to retreat and dodge, but to attack....... The pestle smashed on Ren Yuanhua's body, but his "long stick" also smoothly pumped on the patterned man's body.

"Shhh It's already your limit to be able to get this far, don't struggle uselessly. Choosing to give up is your best choice, after this baptism, your road will be smooth and bright in the future, why leave yourself unnecessary pain now? Perhaps shocked by Ren Yuanhua's ruthlessness, the patterned man turned on the persuasion mode.

"I ...... Cough...... Can't lose! "The pattern man's pestle is obviously not light.

"Then don't blame me!" Gritting his teeth, the patterned man said with some resentment.

silently picked up the broken stick, and held half of it in each hand, with Ren Yuanhua's fierce expression, it really had a momentum. "Hey!" With the sound of the wind, the two hands danced like windmills.

"King Kong Pestle!" The pattern man was not far behind and used a pestle method. There are no fancy moves, it is a blow that is due, falling from the sky, there is no way to dodge, and the power is unparalleled.

"Click...... Click...... "Ren Yuanhua's right hand long stick broke again, and the short pestle smashed into Ren Yuanhua's right shoulder with Yu Wei, and there were two clicks, one was the sound of the stick breaking, and the other was the sound of the shoulder bone breaking.

"......" But what the patterned man didn't expect at all was that Ren Yuanhua had a broken stick in his left hand, and the end with sharp stubble actually inserted into his abdomen.

"I won!" With a miserable smile, Ren Yuanhua looked at the referee.

"Beat him to death, and I'll thank you in person when I get back to the city!" At the moment of retreating from the ring, the patterned man seemed to use his last strength to shout.

One arm hung weakly, holding the long stick that had just been given by a fellow villager, and stood in the championship ring so desolately. "Didn't anyone challenge?!" Like a wounded viper, vigilantly looking at everyone below.

"I'm coming!" This is a "second generation of martial arts", and his profound background makes him far beyond his peers in both martial arts and exercises, and even better than some poor Negritos.

Pike! This "second generation of martial arts" used a long spear. The so-called moon stick, the year knife, the gun for a lifetime.

Whether it is a long stick or a spear, it is not something that can be played with one hand, the gap in martial arts is already big enough, and now for Ren Yuanhua, who only has one left hand to exert strength, this is a gap-like gap.

"Sweep, poke, pick, circle......" every time he greeted Ren Yuanhua's right hand.

Flesh and blood! can only use these four words to describe Ren Yuanhua. There was no suspense, so I fell into the ring like this, with more air in and less air out!