"The disciples of the Martial Qi Realm and the Martial Spirit Realm will select ten seeded disciples by drawing lots to accept the challenge. ”

The host continued: "The loser is eliminated, the winner continues to stay on the sword platform, accept the challenge of the next disciple, and the last disciple to stand on the sword platform will be included in the annual list......

"The ranking competition on the Billboard will be open-ended, and you can choose your opponent by yourself, and you can play in pairs or in groups......

"Now the lottery will begin, and the one who gets the No. 1 lottery will be the seed disciple who will come to the stage to accept the challenge. ”

Soon, someone took the lottery box and placed it under the sword platform of the Martial Qi Realm and the Martial Soul Realm respectively.

"No. 1 sign. ”

Lin Zong looked at the 1 word written on his signature and chuckled, he didn't expect that he would draw a seed disciple this time, and sure enough, good luck will not be on his side forever.

But it's good or bad, the result is the same, because he was originally a disciple of the Martial Spirit Realm, but now he has come to the Martial Qi Realm Sword Platform.

He also wanted to see the performance of Tang Rou and Sha Yamei, but he was going to go on stage at the beginning and didn't have a chance to watch it.

"Super Leak Picker ......"

The boy laughed to himself.

The draw ended quickly.

"Okay, the two sword platforms of the Martial Qi Realm and the Martial Soul Realm, the disciples who have drawn the seed lot, come to the stage to accept the challenge. The host said.

The Sword Altar is very large, enough for ten seed disciples to play at the same time.

"Wow, isn't that the Leak King? He actually drew the seed lot. ”

"This time, he really couldn't have missed it. ”

"Leak King, don't be afraid, my sister will always support you!"

“......”

Lin Zong followed the other nine seed disciples to the sword platform, and there was a commotion on the field.

In this regard, Lin Zong's face was indifferent, but he didn't hear it.

Shi Hanyan, Tang Rou, and Sha Yamei in the audience laughed lightly, how could these people know that this kid is still picking up leaks.

"Very good, this kid turned out to be a seed disciple, that's wonderful, the three disciples I secretly bought can go up and challenge him at any time. ”

A happy look appeared on Zhu Yuan's face.

Gongsun Deshui, who was beside him, also chuckled: "God really helps us." ”

The game started quickly.

What was shocking was that in an instant, seven or eight people rushed towards Lin Zong.

I know that he is the king of leaks, and this is a pretty good opportunity.

The other nine disciples, no one challenged!

Looking at this battle, Lin Zong smiled bitterly, thinking to himself, does Lao Tzu look like a soft persimmon?

Such a scene made everyone on the field, even the host, cry and laugh.

"Leak King, it's mine!"

A sturdy disciple rushed the fastest, rushed to the front of Lin Zong in the blink of an eye, and shouted, "No one is allowed to rob me." ”

The disciples who were a little slower were immediately annoyed and could only return to the field.

"Zhu Yuan, that, is that the disciple you secretly bought?"

Under the sword platform, Gongsun Deshui looked at the sturdy young man who was already standing in front of Lin Zong from a distance on the sword platform, and asked Zhu Yuan.

"Exactly, teacher. ”

Zhu Yuan chuckled and nodded: "This person is a disciple of the Seven Swords Sect, his name is Ren Ming, he is cultivated as the seventh rank in the martial qi realm, that little rookie has extraordinary potential, but his qualifications are wasted, and his body has become his shackles......

"The other two disciples of the Seven Swords Sect that I bought are called Gu Liangcheng and Nanmen Yueji, and their cultivation is the eighth and ninth rank of the martial qi realm respectively, even if this Ren Ming can't kill this little rookie, the next one will definitely be able to kill him. ”

"You arranged it very well. ”

Gongsun Deshui gave Zhu Yuan a thumbs up, raised his hand and patted his stomach, and suddenly was stunned again, and smiled bitterly: "Donggong Yan's dwarf winter melon actually infects me with the bad habit of patting my stomach." Watch the game. ”

On the three sword platforms, all of them have already started to compete.

In terms of the battle phase of the sword platform, the battle is the most intense, and the people who watch it are the most.

On the Sword Platform of the Martial Soul Realm, the ten seed disciples also had their own challengers, and the twenty people competed at the same time, and the momentum was the most overwhelming, and it was dazzling to watch.

The martial qi realm on the sword platform, the scene was the most weird, the other nine seed disciples, no one challenged, standing there idle, only Lin Zong and Ren Ming were fighting fiercely.

They all knew that Lin Zong relied on picking up leaks to break into this third stage of the competition, not relying on strength.

So, all the people want to fight him.

"Leak King, in front of me, you can't pick up leaks again, give me obediently lie down!"

Ren Ming was fierce and abnormal, his eyes were like a wild beast, and he punched and punched.

"Canglong Fist. ”

As soon as he punched, Lin Zong immediately recognized his boxing technique and smiled faintly.

"Canglong Fist", there are only three punches in total.

However, the power of each punch increases exponentially.

Lost steps.

Lin Zong didn't intend to collide with Ren Ming, he raised his leg and stepped to the side, and layers of shadows immediately appeared.

Ren Ming punched over, shattering a shadow of Lin Zong.

"Hey, this leak picking king didn't get punched, it turns out that he still has some strength. ”

There was a soft cry from the audience.

Zhu Yuan and Gongsun Deshui were also a little surprised, but they didn't care, it was just the beginning.

They didn't care about the situation on the other two sword platforms, they just wanted to watch Lin Zong be killed on this martial qi realm sword platform.

Zhu Yuan's competition is also on the sword platform of the Martial Spirit Realm, but he is not in a hurry to pass, he believes that with his own strength, he will not have the slightest problem in entering the annual list, going early and going late, it is the same.

On the sword platform, Ren Ming punched the air, and the second punch of Canglong Fist followed suit.

The strength of the fist has directly doubled.

Lin Zong had the essence of martial arts in the world, and he had already understood his punching routines, so he avoided it first.

"Leak King, lay down for me!"

The two punches were empty, Ren Ming lost his mind a little, and the killing accident was leaked, his eyes flashed with cruelty, and the third punch of the Canglong Fist was punched, and the strength of the punch doubled again.

The third punch is the last punch and the strongest punch.

Lin Zong stood still and didn't move.

Seeing that he didn't move, Ren Ming smiled, the first punch and the second punch chose to dodge, but the strongest punch, he didn't dodge.

The rhythm of looking for death!

It's just that the next moment, he suddenly couldn't laugh anymore, because he found that Lin Zong had already grabbed his wrist, and then turned sideways.

"Smack!"

The momentum of this punch itself was incomparable, and coupled with Lin Zong's homeopathic area, Ren Ming directly pounced out, fell a few zhang away, and gnawed his mouth on the sword platform.

"Ahh

Ren Ming screamed miserably, and even his two front teeth were broken.

"This shit!"

Zhu Yuan scolded hatefully: "I can't even be a rookie!"

Gongsun Deshui's face was also not very good-looking, and then he shook his head again: "Don't worry too much, this little waste is just a trick." ”