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With the official start of the Dugu Tianya Ancient Martial Arts Competition, the Ancient Martial Arts Competition finally kicked off.

Immediately after that, everyone lined up and arranged to be grouped.

The so-called grouping is an infinite number of translucent small boxes containing blue and red ping-pong balls, and each person is limited to one ball at a time.

The table tennis balls have colors and numbers on them, which is the order of this competition.

Yang Ze understood that in addition to the strength of the martial artists, this ancient martial arts competition also had a little luck.

For example, if the first and second seeded players happen to meet in the first round of preliminaries, one of them will definitely be eliminated.

And the elimination of that seeded player can only be bad luck and meet a stronger one than him.

Therefore, in addition to the strength of the martial artist, it is a bit of a feeling of resignation.

As for whether the number will be changed, it is certain that it will not, because as long as the warrior catches the number, it has already been recorded.

If someone changes the number without authorization, it will not only disqualify the person concerned, but also make the family of the person concerned pay a large amount of money.

Therefore, ordinary people will never dare to change, because the bold have already tasted the lesson.

After figuring this out, when it was Yang Ze's turn, he didn't feel the same apprehension as others at all, but grabbed it casually, and the speed made everyone else rush to surprise.

"What number did you get?" After Yang Ze got the number, Ye Yingxue was already waiting to ask Yang Ze.

Yang Ze smiled and shook the red ball No. 58 in his hand.

"Whew, mine is a blue ball. Ye Yingxue saw Yang Ze's color number and knew that the two were no longer in the same area, and immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

Yang Ze also laughed, there are indeed very few people in the Ye family who can do it now, except for him and Ye Yingxue, there are too few people who can use it.

Because in addition to Ye Juntian's injury, even Ye Junlong and Ye Junhu's brothers were also injured and could not participate.

Although a few people have been added to replace them, this ancient martial arts competition is basically looking at Yang Ze and Ye Yingxue, and the others have basically ignored it, and they don't even have expectations.

And in this case, it is best for the two to not be in the same area, so as not to meet their own people as opponents.

"Alright, we'll see you in the quarterfinals. Yang Ze said with a smile.

"Okay, be careful. Ye Yingxue instructed.

"Yes. ”

Yang Ze then left with Ye Yingxue, and Yang Ze waited in the red area.

There were already hundreds of martial artists waiting for this, and Yang Ze's arrival made them can't help but annotate.

After all, Yang Ze is the fifth-seeded player, and he is their strong opponent, so he will definitely observe Yang Ze carefully.

Yang Ze had already seen everyone's realization, but he just pouted, and didn't care about them at all, but it was boring to be idle, and Yang Ze also glanced at everyone.

Although he glanced at it, Yang Ze imprinted everyone's images in his mind.

"Hey, it's not that the enemies don't get together, but I actually met her here. Yang Ze suddenly raised his eyebrows and looked in one direction in some surprise.

As if feeling Yang Ze's gaze, the woman turned her head and it was Li Hongyun.

Li Hongyun turned his head and saw Yang Ze, and snorted disdainfully.

Yang Ze pouted, Li Hongyun had better pray not to touch him before the division finals, otherwise let Li Hongyun go home early.

"Brother-in-law, you're over here too. Suddenly, an extremely respectful and excited voice suddenly sounded behind Yang Ze.

A somewhat handsome man was standing behind Yang Ze respectfully.

"Yes. Yang Ze glanced at the man and hummed without being salty.

Yang Ze's cold appearance did not make the man feel embarrassed, but took it for granted.

"Brother-in-law, how many numbers do you have?" Ye Junfeng asked excitedly, this time there was no Ye Junfeng's share, and with his strength, he would not be able to participate in the Ancient Martial Arts Competition, but who made Ye Juntian get injured this time, there was no way to only let Ye Junfeng take the place.

"Fifty-eight. ”

"That's good, I'm ninety-two, I'm lucky this time, I'm afraid I won't be able to meet you, brother-in-law. Ye Junfeng said with a smile, revealing a hint of pride in his tone.

Yang Ze touched his nose and was a little speechless.

Ye Junfeng was very disrespectful to him before, but later after the younger generation of the Ye family was violently beaten by Yang Ze, Ye Junfeng and the others saw Yang Ze walking against the wall.

They were afraid of Yang Ze to death, and being cleaned up by Yang Ze was a nightmare for a lifetime.

So when Ye Junfeng heard that he couldn't touch Yang Ze, it almost made him jump up with joy.

At this time, the referee arrived in the middle of the field, and finally the preliminaries were announced.

Soon No. 1 and No. 2, amid the call of the referee, both came to the stage.

No. 1 is a warrior of the Song family, Kong Wu is powerful, and he looks like a fierce warrior.

And No. 2 is from a small family surnamed Zhuge , and No. 2 is also emaciated, standing in front of No. 1, just like a child.

Everyone couldn't help but be disappointed, originally thinking that the first game would be a little more exciting, but it seemed that No. 1 would be able to solve No. 2 with one punch.

It's so boring.

As the referee began, the two began to fight, and it was surprising that No. 2 was extremely light.

Although he was still pressed and beaten by No. 1, the strength of No. 2 was already impressive.

Yang Ze glanced at it, yawned, and said to the interested Ye Junfeng: "You are staring here, call me when it's me, I'll go and squint for a while." ”

"Ah, brother-in-law, don't you want to take a look at this No. 1?" Ye Junfeng was stunned.

Yang Ze waved his hand for lack of interest.

"However, in case he is your opponent......" Ye Junfeng said worriedly.

"No, number two will win number one. After Yang Ze finished speaking, he walked towards the back.

"No. 2 will win? Ye Junfeng was a little unconvinced.

He took a look at the field, and it was clear that the son of the Song family still had the upper hand.

And No. 2 is a martial artist of the Zhuge family, who has almost been forced to retreat step by step, and defeat is already an obvious thing.

It's no wonder that the Song family is also a big family, and the martial artists they cultivate are naturally much stronger than ordinary small families.

Therefore, after Ye Junfeng heard and saw it, he immediately felt that Yang Ze must be dazzled.

The martial artists cultivated by the Song family must be stronger than the martial artists of the Zhuge family.

"Hey, brother-in-law can't favor other families because the Song family has a grudge against you. Ye Junfeng shook his head, feeling that Yang Ze was a little unfair.

The sound of the bump suddenly sounded, Ye Junfeng was in good spirits, but he didn't expect that the game when he looked down and thought about things would suddenly end.

Did No. 1 win?

Hey, why is the scene so quiet?

Ye Junfeng just raised his head, but he hadn't seen the situation clearly, and then the referee's voice slowly sounded.

"The game is over, the second wins!"

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