Soon, the opponents of the first round were all determined, the first and eighth phalanxes only had Wu Yan and Wu Xin, the second and seventh phalanxes had more than a dozen pairs, the third and sixth phalanxes had nearly 100 pairs, and the fourth and fifth phalanxes were of equal strength, most of them did not abstain, and there were more than 200 pairs participating in the competition. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

After all, the space of the martial arts arena is limited, even if the ring is so small that it is only a small circle two feet away, there are only dozens of rings in total, and more than 300 pairs of players have to compete, so they can only be divided into several shifts.

Wu Yan and Wu Xin were put in the first shift, and it was also the most watched game of this round. The relationship between the two is too easy to make people reverie. However, everyone thinks that Wu Yan is just a momentary move, and he will definitely not really go up to fight, and it is estimated that he will admit defeat as soon as he plays!

There is a person watching the battle, called Wu Buzhi, who loves gossip, claims to know everything about tens of thousands of people in the martial family, and calls himself the martial artist "Wan Xiaosheng". The family competition is naturally a good opportunity for Wu Buzhi to shine and show off his knowledge.

At this moment, Wu Buzhi is surrounded by everyone, and makes expert comments on the competition between Wu Yan and Wu Xin:

"Wu Xin is one of the most talented geniuses of the young generation of the martial arts family!"

"At the age of eight, he will be promoted to a first-order samurai, and at the age of eleven, he will be promoted to a fourth-order samurai!"

"At the age of twelve, he mastered the intermediate combined attack technique Chongtian God Fist, and in the Ten Universities Competition in Taiyang City, he defeated the genius of the Zhao family by leaping over the ranks, and Zhao Xiuya, who is already a fifth-order warrior!"

"At the age of fifteen, he was promoted to a seventh-order warrior, and Niu Mang, the deputy commander of the city guards who had the title of "Ghost Seeing Sorrow", had a fight, and he did not show his defeat in a hundred moves!"

"Now, at the age of sixteen, he has mastered the advanced combo technique of Shattering Yu Whip Leg, breaking the record of the youngest person in the history of the family to master this technique!"

"And Wu Yan, now there is only a martial apprentice cultivator, even the eight-year-old martial arts may not be able to fight, when you meet the martial arts that are now ten thousand times stronger, I am afraid that one will be defeated!"

"Therefore, I can conclude that Wuyan will be defeated in this battle!"

Wu Buzhi shook his head and commented, and everyone around him listened to it with relish, praised him one after another, and admired his profound knowledge. However, one of them was not very interested, and asked: "Wu Yan has no chance at all?" But after all, he is the righteous son of Wutai, no matter how demonic Wuxin is, can he be demonic than the original Wutai?"

Wu Buzhi was intoxicated by everyone's praise, and if he didn't know the current affairs like this, he felt as uncomfortable as eating a fly, his face sank, and he said coldly: "Wu Tai was gone seven years ago, how can you teach Wu Yan? You don't even know this, and you dare to question me?!"

Everyone echoed and said yes, and the uninteresting guy had to quickly pay for it, and then "sensibly" agreed.

There is no longer the slightest doubt about the result, but there are still many people arguing about how long Wu Yan can last. In the end, someone simply opened a gambling game and bet on Wu Yan's speed of admitting defeat.

"I bet one hundred taels and bet on one-tenth of Wuyan's incense stick to admit defeat!" "The time of each contest is one stick of incense, whoever is defeated, or is forced out of the ring first, even if he loses, if he fails to distinguish the winner or loser, the referee will decide according to the number of points -- is the rule a bit similar to Sanda and boxing on the earth? It's right, it's not like I'm afraid that readers won't buy it......

"I'll bet one-twentieth of the incense!"

"I'll bet one-thirtieth of the incense!"

“......”

Wu Yan saw that the game was not yet time, and hurriedly rushed over to bet, "Banker, what are the odds of buying Wu Yan to win, I will bet on Wu Yan to win!"

Banker: "This...... Give you a high odds, one to two...... But do you really want to buy yourself to win?"

"Yes, yes, I only have one or two silver on my body, otherwise I would like to bet more!" Wu Yan looked at his spear regretfully, knowing that there was a gambling game, he didn't spend too much silver on the gun, it was really a mistake.

Banker: "...... (Sweaty symbol)"

Other bettors: "...... (Two sweaty symbols)"

Wu Xin was already standing in the circle of the ring, watching Wu Yan's performance coldly, and couldn't help shouting: "Wu Yan, have you had enough?" Let me tell you, if you can survive ten blinks under your hands, I will call you grandpa!"

Wu Yan entered the circle, raised his spear, stretched out his hand in front of the iron heart and dangled it, like a rich bully teasing a girl from a good family, and laughed: "Grandson, you are so anxious to call grandpa, don't worry, I'll let you call it enough in a while!"

Wu Xin sneered: "Continue to be hard-mouthed, continue!"

Wu Yan then became poor: "Grandson, don't you even use weapons? Do you recognize that you will lose to me, right? Why don't you lend me some silver, I'll raise and give ......you points if I win."

Wu Xin felt that he couldn't bear it anymore, and turned his head to glare at the referee: "What are you still rubbing, give me some incense!"

The referee was so frightened that the torch in his hand fell to the ground, and the fire was extinguished, so he had to run to the side to borrow the fire, leaving more time for Wu Yan's poor mouth......

Finally, Wu Xin finally boiled until the referee was fragrant, and as the referee said "start", he used his hand to push away the spear dangling in front of his eyes first, and then pounced like a tiger, tearing Wu Yan to pieces!

Unexpectedly, when his hand touched the iron spear, Wu Xin suddenly trembled, his face turned white, and he foamed at the mouth, looking like a sheep was crazy?

Wu Yan threw the gun and shouted: "Haha, the iron heart is crazy! Look at my trick, the black tiger steals the heart!"

rushed over and punched the chest, knocking Wu Xin to the ground!

"Hungry Tiger Pounces!" Wu Yan screamed, riding on Wu Xin's body, crackling and punching!

Finally, Wu Yan was finally tired, so he spat on Wu Xin's face, got up, and scolded on his mouth: "You ungrateful dog, you dare to fight with me alone, and you don't look at who grandpa I am! Just like you, I will fight ten at a time! Also, don't think about calling me grandpa, you are not worthy!"

The audience looked stupid, and some of them who were competing in martial arts forgot to make a move, and looked at Wu Yan in unison.

Wu Buzhi's eyes widened even more, and even his eyeballs were about to fall out--why did Wu Xin lose? How could he lose!?

The referee was also stunned, and Wu Yan shook his hand in front of him for a while before he came back to his senses and announced the result: "In this game, Wu Xin wins...... Oh, that's wrong, Wu Yansheng!"

Wu Yan didn't care about the referee's slip of the tongue, picked up the spear, and ran to the dealer happily: "I won, give the money quickly!"

Only then did the dealer come back to his senses, his face was first painful, and then he became overjoyed - in addition to paying Wu Yan two taels of silver, the others were killed!

Those who bet were stupid, and some were not convinced: "I protest! If it weren't for Wu Xin's sudden madness, Wu Yan would have lost!"

"Bah, bah, Wu Xin was made crazy by me, this is called Ji Ji understand!" Wu Yan despised it.

No matter what, Wu Xin had already lost, and everyone had no choice but to give money obediently.

"Can I still bet on the next game, I'll still buy and I win!" Wu Yan bit the dealer, as if he had won.

The dealer hesitated, gritted his teeth and said: "Bet! However, I can only give you one loss!"

"Okay, a total of three taels, all for you, I will have six taels of silver soon, you are really a good person, hahaha!" Wu Yan was very happy.

Other bettors, you look at me, I look at you, a little unsettled. Someone began to hesitate and discussed with his accomplices: "Or, let's also bet on Wu Yan to win, right?"

As a result, he criticized his companion for a while: "You are stupid, how can you have such good luck every time, this time you must bet on Wuyan to lose, bet more, and win back the silver in the previous game!"

So, everyone raised the bet, biting to death to buy Wu Yan to lose, the dealer looked at the thick first base of silver, felt his heart trembling, and secretly prayed, Wu Yan, you must continue to win my money......