Chapter 28: What's the Matter with Scolding You?

"This is a space artifact, there is only one such thing in the entire Purple Cloud Country, and it is now owned by the Heavenly Prince. Princess Luoyan in disguise whispered in Fang Youyuan's ear.

"All the Heavenly Princes?" Fang Youyuan suddenly showed a sly smile on his face, he already had a set of plans in his heart, he believed that this spatial artifact would be surnamed Fang soon after.

A loud voice suddenly sounded in the sky above the square again: "Please ask the city lords or team leaders of each city to climb the sky pavilion to watch the battle." ”

In the blink of an eye, hundreds of figures flew into the pavilion in the air, and Zixiao City was the deputy city lord Qu Wufu stepped into the pavilion.

After the people in the pavilion sat down, a figure in the middle attic sat there, and it was the prince of the falling sky.

I only heard the voice sound again: "Geniuses from all over the Ziyun Country, the ten-year Ziwei City Ten Kingdoms God of War Tournament will start in two years, in order to select real geniuses in the Ziyun Kingdom, this Purple Cloud Country Martial Arts Trials Tournament is specially held, and the top 100 geniuses will enter the royal secret trial for one year after the competition, and go to participate in the Ten Nations God of War Tournament two years later, and the top ten geniuses will be personally crowned by the King of Ziyun." ”

"The king personally made the marquis pay homage to the general?" others don't know, but Fang Youyuan and Luo Yan know very well that the king has been in a coma, how can he come to the marquis to pay homage? I'm afraid it's the conspiracy of this fallen prince.

"This selection tournament is divided into three rounds, the first round is the knockout round, the number of participants this time is about 3,000, no matter what method you take, the last 500 people who remain on the stage will pass the test and participate in the next round of the competition. ”

In addition, it doesn't matter if you live or die during the game, but if the opponent admits defeat, you must not play again, otherwise you will be killed directly on the spot. ”

The loud voice echoed over the square, clearly entering everyone's ears. As soon as this voice fell, it was followed by a rumbling sound in mid-air, and a large golden field appeared in front of the pavilion above the battle platform.

"Participants who have passed the test can rest in this field, and the competition starts now - the first round can be played by multiple people at the same time. ”

This voice fell, and suddenly an extra figure appeared out of thin air in that golden field, and everyone took a closer look, the man had a rectangular face, six feet tall, and a big red official robe, but he also looked mighty.

"Deng Yijin, the deputy city lord of Purple Cloud City!" someone below exclaimed.

"This is the deputy city lord of Purple Cloud City, and it has been more than ten years since he entered the saint realm. Princess Luoyan whispered.

Fang Youyuan nodded, and said secretly in his heart: "I entered the Sage Realm ten years ago, and I should be regarded as the pinnacle of the Purple Cloud Country." ”

"The deputy city lord personally acts as a referee and presides over the event!" sighed countless people in the audience.

"Four referees came on the pitch. Deng Yijin's voice fell, and the four figures flew across the platform, standing in the four directions of the battle platform, and they were all powerhouses of the ninth layer of the Divine Fist Realm.

"Now I announce that the martial arts election has officially begun!"

After Deng Yijin finished speaking, he flew into the pavilion and sat on a seat not far from the falling sky, but after a while, no one was on the battle platform.

Obviously, no one wants to show up in advance, and they don't want to expose their strength too early. There are also many people who think that there are too many uncertainties that they will face when they come to power first, and they all want to observe the situation.

"Those who win five games in a row will advance directly!" Seeing that there was some coldness, Deng Yijin said again.

Sure enough, there was a miraculous effect, and as soon as the words fell, dozens of figures flew onto the battlefield one after another, and a melee began.

Immediately there was a storm on the platform, crackling and fierce battles began, and then some people flew upside down and fell off the platform, and some people fell on the platform and were carried down.

Despite the constant injury and elimination of people, there are still people flying onto the stage, and there are always twenty or thirty pairs of contestants fighting against each other on the entire stage.

Hours passed, and there were three more winners in that golden field, all of whom had won five games in a row and advanced to the next round.

"Are you guys on the field? The current players should not be too strong, and the more they go on, it is estimated that it will be more difficult to advance. Fang Youyuan said to Fang Changyuan and the others.

"I think so, too, or let's hurry up. Fang Changyuan nodded.

"Okay, you all grasp the time, and see the right time for yourself. Fang Yan nodded.

"Okay, then I'll go up first. Fang Changyuan patted Fang Youyuan's shoulder, and his body flew out, and with a beautiful step in the air, he stepped directly onto the battle platform.

"Sister Yuzhen, you can go too, the sooner this kind of competition is, the better. Fang Youyuan turned his head and said to Fang Yuzhen.

"Well, okay!" Fang Yuzhen smiled, and also got on the battle platform.

"I went too. Fang Mingyuan listened to what he had just said, and hurriedly stepped onto the battle platform.

The figures going up and down on the battle platform are like a marquee, but the figures going up are all in various beautiful postures, and most of the postures coming down are very embarrassing.

An hour later, Fang Yuzhen was knocked down from the battle platform, Fang Youyuan caught it in the air, and landed safely, finally not too seriously injured.

Another hour later, Xiang Yuan was also defeated, but he couldn't beat the opponent and took the initiative to admit defeat.

Another hour later, Fang Changyuan advanced and stood in the golden field.

When Fang Mingyuan was also defeated, Fang Chi discussed it with Fang Yan, and felt that there was no need for anyone else in the Fang family except Fang Youyuan to play again, and it was not cost-effective to increase the injury.

When Fang Chi decided to explain to everyone, Fang Xuan didn't seem very happy, there were only five hundred of the thousands of contestants who had advanced, for the contestants below the ninth level of the Yiquan Realm, if the combat power was ordinary, it would indeed be very difficult to advance.

However, Fang Xuan was also at the ninth level of the Yi Fist Realm, and he might have the strength to fight, while the others had no hope.

Therefore, everyone except Fang Xuan felt that there was really no possibility of promotion, so they were happy to accept it.

Fang Yan looked at Fang Xuan and said, "But you can also challenge it yourself, just as a grind." ”

"I tried my best. When Fang Xuan heard this, he said happily and flew onto the battle platform.

Fang Youyuan glanced at a contestant who was facing Fang Xuan, dressed in gorgeous clothes, with a handsome face, his gestures were clean and neat, and a long sword was faintly densely marked, so he felt that Fang Xuan was overestimated.

Sure enough, the two of them only made three right moves, and Fang Xuan felt the danger of his life, and quickly admitted defeat and defeated, fortunately, he admitted defeat quickly, otherwise he might lose his life.

At this time, there were already more than twenty qualifiers in the golden field.

"Grandpa, I'm up. Fang Youyuan said to Fang Yan, glanced behind him again, got up and looked at the battle platform.

At this time, there were two young men wearing strong suits on the battlefield, and the two of them were actually uniting to fight against a fatter man, because the rules of the game did not stipulate that they could not be united, so it was not a violation.

I saw that the fatter man took a broad axe and slashed right, the wind was howling, quite imposing, but what he had no choice but to encounter was the union of the two, and gradually fell into the downwind.

In fact, Fang Youyuan had already paid attention to this fat man, and found that he had won four games in a row, this was the fifth, as long as he won this one, he could advance.

However, because he was targeted by the same disciple of the person who was eliminated earlier, there was a situation where the two of them joined forces to deal with him.

"Is this okay?" Fang Youyuan felt that this was obviously suspected of cheating, he was most disgusted with this kind of bad person, so he made up his mind to help this fat man.

"Go down, remember to remember it for a long time in the future, the people of the Water Ren Sect are not easy to mess with. ”

A man in Tsing Yi who was fighting against the fat man screamed, and an eight-foot knife slashed at the fat man's left shoulder.

At this time, another man in Tsing Yi used a Zhangba spear to shake out countless spear flowers, tightly entangled the fat man's axe, making it impossible to separate.

Just when the fat man was in danger, a gray big knife with dense patterns suddenly appeared below the eight-foot big knife, and with a bright sound, the long knife was on the long knife, but I saw the eight-foot big knife of the man in green clothes bounce high, and the danger on the fat man's left side was immediately lifted.

The fat man was overjoyed, and the pressure was suddenly gone, so his figure flashed, the long sword suddenly trembled, and he faintly let out a soft groan, like a cicada singing in late autumn, and the power of a cool artistic conception secretly diffused, so that the surrounding air was a burst of slaughter, and the spear of the man in Tsing Yi couldn't help but stop for a moment, and the spear flower disappeared immediately.

The man in Tsing Yi was taken aback, and immediately returned to defend himself, but before he could do so, a sword shadow suddenly covered his head, like a thick fog and clouds, which made people confused. In a panic, he hurriedly flew back, but it was too late, and one arm was hit by several swords, and the flesh and blood were blurred, and it was almost broken.

The man in Tsing Yi with the knife was about to win, but he didn't expect to be destroyed at the critical moment, he glared at Fang Youyuan angrily, as if he wanted to kill with his eyes, and shouted in a deep voice: "Bastard, you dare to fucking ruin Lao Tzu's big thing!"

Fang Youyuan originally just disdained that they joined forces to deal with others, and he just wanted to save the fat man, and he didn't want to do anything to these two people, but when he heard the foul language of the man in Tsing Yi, he suddenly became angry: "What? You are so despicable to join forces to deal with others, can you still be reasonable? You have the ability to scold again!"

"Hey, where did the king eight calves come from, they are so short-sighted, dare to look for the moldy head of the Shui Ren Sect, are you tired of it?" The man in Tsing Yi with the spear suffered a loss, if he hadn't killed him halfway, he wouldn't have been injured, so he couldn't help but hate Fang Youyuan, and shouted loudly:

"Wang Ba calf, grass your ancestors, why scold you?......"