The list was divided into two groups, the winners of yesterday's game entered the winner's group, the list of the winners had a blood-red 'victory' written in front of the serial number name, and the list of the loser's group had a pitch-black 'defeat' written in front of the serial number name.

One red and one black, one dazzling, one dazzling, the winner group is obviously more calm than the loser group, the contestants in the loser group are all nervous, usually they are the leading geniuses in the sect, but today they are like the most ordinary teenagers, and they have an uncontrollable panic about the fleeting fate.

Under the gaze of more than 100,000 pairs of eyes, the head of Qingshan Gate looked solemn, standing in front of the lottery instrument, under the shaking of his palms, there will be a list of opponents that affect the fate of many people, perhaps, it should be your bad luck, every time you meet a strong foundation period, perhaps, it should be your luck, every time you can meet a weak Bazhou player.

Yes, everyone is eager to draw their opponents from the Eight States, these Eight States disciples represent more than 20 million people, and at the same time, they also represent a lucky lottery for easy promotion!

The lottery instrument rumbled and turned, printing the list of opponents quickly, and the elder who copied it looked solemn, his hands dancing quickly on the blank list book, turning into two blurred gray phantoms.

The transcription elder in the list book was passed to the front of the announcement list, more than 2,000 contestants, hundreds of thousands of spectators with a stakehold, the palms of their hands were secreting hot sweat, it was the heat energy of the heart pounding, and the pulse trembling slightly, almost every contestant was praying, arrange a weak opponent for me!

Holding his breath, the copying elder began to copy quickly, and everyone tensed their nerves and stared at the location of their names.

Suddenly, a scream of excitement sounded, with infinite ecstasy, "Taichuan Prefecture! Thank God! My opponent is a player from Eight Prefectures!"

A fat man danced with his hands, excited to practice stomping, the players next to him, all cast envious eyes, really a very lucky person, monks more porridge less, these small dishes in Bazhou are only ten plates, if you give yourself the opponent of Bazhou, it will be delicious.

On the passage of the square, the fat man's sect, all the old and young cheered, his father had insomnia all night last night, and his mother burned incense and prayed to the Buddha all day, and now, the Bodhisattva blessed, the sky opened his eyes, and finally gave their son a weak Bazhou player!

Mi Dou looked at the fat man who was so excited that he was speechless for a while, can he use such a gaffe? He is the only contestant in Taichuan Prefecture, and this fat man is his opponent.

Soon, the four groups of draws were printed, and under the leadership of the elder, Mi Dou and the fat man with a smile flew to the No. 1 ring, and it was Mi Dou who started the first game of the day, however, there were ten times fewer people to watch this time, and no one wanted to care anymore, the so-called Bazhou super genius who was defeated by one move.

The fat man came from a fifth-rate sect, and almost all the people from the sect rushed over, all of them danced with their eyebrows, the younger ones waved their flags and shouted, and the older ones pretended to be relaxed, and said triumphantly to the people next to them, "This Taichuan Prefecture is not bad! ”

The sect master of Buyun Sect was next to him, and he felt very harsh when he heard it, but he didn't say anything, after all, that fat man was at the end of the Nirvana branch, one level higher than Mi Dou, and he was also a little confident in speaking.

Mi Dou took off the blood dragon seed life stick behind him, the well-proportioned shape, the domineering dragon head, the charming luster, the mysterious atmosphere, coupled with Mi Dou's peerless temperament, instantly killed all the girls outside the field.

This fat man's name is Da Yong, and he also took out his own weapon, which is two reddish daggers with short handles, exuding the powerful aura of a high-grade master spiritual weapon.

Dayong said triumphantly, "Don't rush to admit defeat! ”

Mi Dou's face was cold, too lazy to pay attention to the fat man's triumphant, Dayong saw that Mi Dou did not answer, thinking that Mi Dou was timid, and he was even more proud, dancing with a dagger when he had nothing to do, and posing as a winner.

Outside the field, Tang Bajie and Xiu Jue looked at each other angrily, one shouted loudly for Mi Dou, and the other loudly cursed Mi Dou for two failed miserably, making the people next to him look at each other, but the monks of the same temple had a very different attitude.

On the field, the two of them clasped their fists politely, informed their respective names and sects, and the opening elder sounded a gong, and today's first competition officially began.

The two gas engines exploded suddenly, and the fierce beasts that were running collided together, the smoke and dust exploded, and the air waves blew out, and Mi Dou lost slightly.

Infinite fighting intent burst out from his hand, you draw me, very happy, I draw you, I am not even more happy! Mi Dou's eyes are sharp, with strong self-confidence, he preemptively attacked the past, the blood dragon life stick hit ten zhang long in the air, and smashed down to the top of Da Yong's head, Da Yong was fat, but his movements were not satisfied at all, and after flashing sideways, the red double dagger was like drinking blood, and he plunged into Mi Dou's pink neck.

The blood-red fangs flew like cold stars, the heavy long stick shot out a stick shadow, the two fought together, and the strength of Mi Dou's qi was slightly lost, but the blood dragon life stick in his hand was a hundred streets higher than the red double dagger.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that the gap between the strength of the two is not big, the more Dayong fights, the more thrilling he becomes, the excitement of picking up a big bargain just now has disappeared in an instant, this Mi Dou is the top genius in Bazhou, and it is really a little hard at hand, you can't underestimate it, you have to come up with real skills.

Dayong's face sank, but Mi Dou smiled up, originally, he was still worried that he would draw a weak opponent, this Dayong happened to be at the end of the Nirvana branch, and it can be said that he is the most suitable little lamb.

The original intention of the two of them was to test it first, avoid the smash of Midou Taishan's pressure, Dayong quickly withdrew from the battle circle, and took advantage of the momentum to fly more than ten zhang in the air.

Da Yong blocked the bloodthirsty double dagger and said in a deep voice, "The player from Bazhou, it is indeed not bad to have your cultivation, but unfortunately, if you meet me, let you see the secondary spirit technique of the mansion!"

The burning battle intent rose up, the air heated up into a distorted field of light, the blood vessels in Dayong's arms swelled, the competition uniform agitated outward, and a powerful momentum emanated from the bloodthirsty dagger.

Da Yong roared with boiling battle intent, and the air trembled, "Turning into a wolf!"

A raging fierce beast rushed out of Dayong's body, the hideous wolf head looked up to the sky and roared, and the tyrannical heat wave spread instantly, making Mi Dou feel like he was in a furnace, and the air was about to boil, this is the Five Elements Attack Fire Technique, under Dayong's two years of hard training, it has come to life, every piece of muscle and every inch of bone of the fire wolf has been like an entity, and the hair of the divine thought frame can firmly set the temperature out, and will not leak too much energy.

In the hideous wolf's head, the big bear has lost his previous honest and honest appearance, the whole person is supported by a huge desire, there is a hunger for victory in every strength, and the bloodthirsty double dagger turns into the sharpest fangs, tearing the prey to pieces, "Take it! You poor worm who is doomed to failure!"

Dayong knew that there was only one single-fire level spiritual technique at the Eight States Conference, and it was still performed by the people of the teaching group, so he concluded that this new student in Taichuan Prefecture could not have a single fire-level spiritual technique or above, since he didn't even have a ten-fire level secondary spiritual technique, then obediently enjoy the taste of failure!

Off the field, Xiu Jue sneered, "Isn't it already cultivated to 'Tai Chi Drag'? Why are you still stupid and don't take it out to make a fool of yourself?"

Tang Bajie glared at Xiu Jue angrily, and also sighed secretly, on the day of the selection of spiritual arts, Mi Dou was too impulsive, and it was impossible to practice it in ten days with a single manuscript.

Mi Dou was as calm as water, staring at this huge fire wolf that grew tall, a hot coercion of the muscles and bones forced over, he began to move, facing the heat wave blowing over, dancing quickly, not only the limbs were dancing, the blood dragon life stick was also dancing, and the inextricable tentacles of divine thoughts were also dancing in the wind.

Under the stunned gaze of Xiu Jue from the audience, Mi Dou turned into a gray flying shadow, and in an instant, a small tornado appeared in the ring.

How could it be possible! Xiu Jue suddenly felt five thunderbolts, how could he drag the air flow so quickly? How could he tame the air flow so easily? How could it be so quickly arranged up the air flow?

Even the uncle who performed it himself couldn't release it so quickly!

Xiu Jue's face was full of disbelief, a person who only held a manuscript was actually ten times more powerful than him, who had a rich supply of resources, and cultivated ten times, a hundred times, a thousand times!

This angry monk roared angrily, he was cheating......! He's ...... Xiu Jue couldn't find any excuses, but he still couldn't believe it, anyway, anyway, it was impossible! By the way, it must be, there must have been a tornado passing by, yes, it must be like this!

If there is no blood dragon life stick, Mi Dou really can't be used so quickly, however, there is no if in reality, the fact is that a bigger and bigger tornado revolves around Mi Dou, sucking in the tyrannical heat wave around him, and in the gray whirling wind and dust, it is vaguely Mi Dou Grab Stick Standing cold and proud, waiting for the other party's attack, he is not afraid of the consumption of the gods, and waits for the fire wolf to send it to the door.

He actually has a ten-fire level secondary spirit technique! The great courage in the head of the hideous wolf was first shocked for a while, and then returned to fierceness, so what? The wind rises and the fire rises, your wind system secondary spirit technique just adds fuel to my fire!

The momentum and energy have been piled up to the peak, every piece of the fire wolf's muscles and flesh are tightly tightened, Dayong roared, and the tall fire wolf ran wildly, turning into a huge rocket, and crashed into the tornado of Mi Dou.

The hideous wolf's head slammed into the tornado, the raging flames burst out with a more scorching light, Dayong snorted, and the two-zhang long fire wolf was bounced aside, and the golden hair was torn and thrown away, knocking out pieces of flame fragments, which were sucked in by Midou's tornado, and turned into energy that pushed the air flow.

Stupid! Mi Dou Heng Stick sneered, his sub-spiritual technique is a combination of Tai Chi and drag qi, which can be attacked and defended, the tornado is only the appearance, the essence lies in Tai Chi, and if you rush over with brute force, you must be asking for your own hardship.

Half of the fire wolf's head was shattered, Dayong suffered a big loss, his face was even more gloomy, and he didn't hesitate, he turned back and pounced, but this time he learned smartly, he didn't use much force, his front paws quickly probed into the tornado, and the torn wind instantly eroded the golden claws into gray-white, Dayong roared, and the huge fire wolf jumped up, and his four claws tightly grasped the tornado, and followed the tornado to whirl.

Mi Dou's long stick swept away, cutting a crack in the tornado, the hind limbs of the fire wolf were beaten to pieces, the flames burst out, and the girls in the field saw Mi Dou's quiet eyes through the crack of the tornado, as deep as the starry sky.

At the same time that Mi Dou smashed the hind limbs of the fire wolf, Da Yong poured the burning materials on his body into it, and the tornado around the fire wolf burned fiercely, and the fire spread rapidly, and the entire tornado was burned in a blink of an eye.

The fiery red tornado spun and twisted in pain, no one could see through the scorching flames, no one knew what the rice bucket inside was doing, only a huge injured fire wolf, lying on the flame tornado, two shining bloodthirsty fangs, exuding the tyrannical aura of the fierce beast's injury.