Two days is just a flick of a finger for Wu Tu, just like I said before, cultivators, as soon as they close their eyes and open their eyes, sometimes it is a year and a half, or even longer.

At this time, the square of the Holy Temple Temple was already overcrowded, and the huge competition platform was divided into ten, which was located in the center of the square, and the viewing platforms around it were also filled with spectators early.

And all the contestants sat near the competition platform, and as far as the eye could see, there were more than 200 people, all of whom were contestants, among whom there were young people who had juggled before, as well as young talents from the five major families.

Qing Xin recovered the man's body and sat in a corner of the team with Zhang Yiyang and Shishi, and at this time two young men came to meet him, one with a resolute face and sharp edges and corners, and a white-faced scholar, weak like a woman, it is hard to believe that this weak scholar is the Zhuoer of the Zhuo clan of the strong clan, and the one in front of him, needless to say, is Lu Xiaobu of the Lu clan.

"I didn't expect to meet you here!" Abu stretched out his hand with a smile on his face.

Zhang Yiyang stood up, greeted him with his other hand, and responded with the same smile: "I didn't expect that you guy likes to join in the fun so much! It seems that after that battle, it will have a great impact on you!"

Abu stretched out his finger and pointed at Zhang Yiyang, and said helplessly: "You kid, okay, you will sarcastically mock me as soon as we meet! I will not show mercy when we meet in the ring this time!"

"Looking at your confident expression, I believe that your current realm should be the Eighth Rank Heavenly Venerable!"

Without waiting for Abu to answer, Drow shouted in a rough voice that was extremely inconsistent with his own image: "What? Do you know if this news is a little scared! Tell you, our boss is running for the championship this year, he can be the first, I can be the third, so you won't even be able to enter the top three!"

Zhang Yiyang shrugged his shoulders and said indifferently: "Then I'll take the second place! Look at your posture, the second should be reserved for me!"

Zhuo Yi sneered, as if he had heard the biggest joke, "The second is the miscellaneous left for the He family, and only he can be a little better than me!"

After Zhuo Yi finished speaking, he turned his head and glared away.

At this time, Abu patted Zhang Yiyang's shoulder and whispered, "Be careful He Zhong, this guy is not easy to deal with!"

Zhang Yiyang just smiled, "I know, but when you meet me, you won't let him get any benefits!"

The game soon kicked off, and a monk wearing a robe walked out and reported a Buddha name, and the voice off the field was suddenly quiet.

"Amitabha, Lao Wei is responsible for presiding over this game today, everything is according to fate, so please remember, point to the end, don't hurt the other party! There are no rules for the game, admit defeat and you can play the next game, the battle is based on the odd and even numbers, from your seat number!"

The voice fell, and the man in the first seat and the man in the second seat entered the ring with each other, while the man in the third seat and the man in the fourth seat also entered the ring, and so on, and in a blink of an eye, twenty challengers in front of him entered the ring one after another.

No one announced the start of the game, and soon twenty people fought together with fists, among the ten groups, what is particularly interesting is the third group, although the game is very short, but it makes people feel incredible, the performance of the cold young man is very casual, just one hand, a fluttering palm, and the game is over.

And the reason why he was able to win was because of a seemingly casual, but extremely fast move, of course, this completely fell in Zhang Yiyang's eyes.

"This person's speed is very fast, in the realm of the Eight Rank Earth Venerable, such a speed is rare!" Zhang Yiyang finally gave such an evaluation.

"It's over, it's over! If I were to run into him, I guess I wouldn't need two moves, and I would be defeated!" the stone looked bitter.

Qingxin crossed her arms and supported her chin with one hand, not knowing what she was thinking.

At this time, Zhang Yiyang said: "If you meet such an opponent, you can defend and wait for the best time to make a move, you are in the same realm, I believe it should not be difficult to hit him hard!"

Stone and Qingxin nodded at the same time.

After the third ring is over, the eleventh group of contestants takes the stage and starts fighting, and that's it, the game ends, a new one begins, the loser leaves, the winner sits in first place, and so on.

Fighting regardless of time, black and white day and night, dark, not only fight for strength, but also to fight for perseverance and endurance, some people say that such a game is unfair, but before this competition, the monk has emphasized that this is just a contest, whether you win or lose, everything is fate.

Finally, in the thirtieth game, Qing Xin came on the field, her opponent was a woman, this woman was equally beautiful, but between her eyebrows, she could see that she belonged to the category of brutality, because the weapon in the opponent's hand was a long whip, and it could be seen from the dark brown color on the whip that many people were obviously pulled by her.

Zhang Yiyang's transparent eyes swept over, and he muttered in his mouth, "Eight Rank Xuanzun, it seems that Qingxin should be able to handle it!"

"Qingxin!"

"Yue Qiqi!"

I saw that the game quickly kicked off, and Qingxin consistently ran towards the other party, because of her fighting habits, just close combat, that is, what she once mentioned with Zhang Yiyang, and her mother personally taught, is a way of strong jiu-jitsu, hand-to-hand combat, wrestling, and grappling.

Seeing the other party running towards him, Yue Qiqi threw out the whip and whipped it towards Qingxin, who saw the opponent's attack clearly, walked out with strange steps under his feet, and blinked in front of the other party, and then, with one hand, grabbed the other party's jade hand holding the whip, and then followed the arm, and the other hand grabbed the opponent's forearm, pointed to the ground on tiptoe, jumped up, and threw Yue Qiqi to the stage.

Looking at the ground that was getting closer and closer, Yue Qiqi was annoyed and angry, his wrist flicked, and the whip thrown out directly wrapped around Qing Xin's wrist, seeing that the two of them were about to fall off the competition platform, Qing Xin had no choice but to stand in place and pull the other party back.

Yue Qiqi, who was pulled back, had a strange smile on his face, and a dagger in his left hand was pulled out of the whip handle and stabbed directly at Qing Xin.

Seeing the sudden cold light, Qing Xin lowered her waist and fell backwards, allowing Yue Qiqi to pass through her lower abdomen, and then, Qing Xin suddenly grabbed the other party's ankle, and then grabbed the other hand upward, directly clasping the other party's slender legs, the sudden change made Yue Qiqi's face red, she had never met a man in close combat, and she had never had such an intimate move with any man.

Of course, Qing Xin's movements did not stop, and his arm slapped Yue Qiqi downward, without any pity, which made all the men outside the arena very excited, and some people were even shouting, "You are still not a man, and you have no pity for a woman!"

Of course, Qing Xin is indeed not a man, and this secret is only known to Zhang Yiyang himself, I saw Qing Xin's next move, two steps out, and a hand rode Yue Qiqi who fell to the ground, and then pulled up the other party's arm, tightened it back, and shouted: "Admit defeat!"

Yue Qiqi's other hand clenched into a fist, hanging heavily on the ground, with a face that refused to admit defeat, "I don't accept it!"

Qing Xin is a person who likes to be funny, and when she saw that the unruly princess was unwilling, she actually held her other hand and hit the other party's beautiful buttocks, "Smack... Syllable... Smack...!" The voice shook the audience, and everyone was silent.

"Khan, my Brother Xin is mighty!" Shi picked up a hand, covered his mouth, and whispered to Zhang Yiyang.

The latter nodded approvingly, with a helpless face, this Qingxin must have forgotten that he is a man now.

Yue Qiqi under her, her face was flushed, and the hot pain in her buttocks made her feel very wronged, since she was a child, she had never been humiliated like this, so the tears in her eyes did not fall for a long time.

In the end, Yue Qiqi admitted defeat and Qing Xin won, but when parting, the other party's aggrieved look suddenly made Qing Xin remember that he was now representing a man, and then scratched his head in embarrassment and retreated to the court.

Seeing the thumbs up of the stone, Qing Xin glanced at Zhang Yiyang helplessly, and walked over according to the winner's seat.

Since the seats are divided into four rows in total, and the numbers are arranged from front to back, this group is followed by Zhang Yiyang himself, and what he is doing behind him is the big man he met on the street of the Holy Capital City, the man who was knocked unconscious by the beast trainer.

It was precisely because of the lingering palpitations for the beast trainer that the seat chosen by Dahan was far away from the other party, which also led to the fact that he happened to sit behind Zhang Yiyang.

Seeing the other party turn around, the big man still shouted arrogantly: "Little brother, what are you looking at? Do you regret sitting here? haha... Don't worry, as long as you make a move, your uncle will send you home to find your mother!haha...!"

The stone on the side was very disgusted by the other party's words, and said softly: "A person like Brother Yi is not worthy of your shot, otherwise we will change our seats and let me teach him a lesson!"

Zhang Yiyang turned his head, didn't speak, shook his head, and watched the next group of players board the competition platform.

The time was very fast, another group of games ended, and the big man grabbed ahead of Zhang Yiyang, took a rough stride, and boarded the competition platform.

Zhang Yiyang has seen the realm of the Great Han, the Eight-Rank Earth Venerable, which is equivalent to him, but even if it is the same Eight-Rank Earth Venerable, this Dahan is also the most ordinary category.

According to the habit of martial arts competitions, they will report each other's names, but when Zhang Yiyang reported his name, the big man laughed wildly: "You doll is not worthy of knowing my name!"

In fact, even if he didn't say it, Zhang Yiyang once heard this big man mention that his surname is Niu!

Without speaking, the big man stood still, took out a mace as thick as an arm from the Qiankun ring and held it in his hand, with a silver glittering stick head, which made people feel a chill in their hearts.

Since the weapon was drawn, it meant that the game began, only to see that...!, on the competition platform, the figure that was thinner than the big man suddenly disappeared, and when it reappeared, the big man flew up in the air, and then, like a cannonball, it fell, "boom...!", the big man hit the ground outside the field, life and death were unknown, obviously unconscious.

"How so?"

"This big man, what a piece of rubbish!"

"This kid, strong!"

"Did you see that? Did you see how this big man failed?" Everyone in the audience whispered, some people couldn't even believe it, and they were still rubbing their eyes desperately.

Zhang Yiyang walked down the competition platform, and found that there was a gaze that was also looking at him with a fighting spirit, and as he looked at it, this person was not Abu, nor Zhuo Er, but the original beast trainer, Zhang Yiyang nodded at him and returned to Qingxin's side.

"I didn't expect this kid to be so powerful!

After Abu finished speaking, Zhuo Yi nodded, but he didn't mean to admit defeat at all.

It's also interesting to say, but I don't know if it's deliberately arranged by the temple, but people who know each other sit side by side like this, and they will never fight together, because the order is always counted from front to back.

700,000 words, thank you for your continued support, Yi Yang is working hard, and I hope that all book friends, don't get tired of those clear and dark eyes!