Chapter Seventy-Five: The Second Round of Competition, Begins!

"Bang!"

A dull sound came from the Forest of Death, a crash that was not loud at night, but it was especially clear in the early morning when the sun was rising.

Niu Dashan stood beside a huge tree, with a happy face on his face, and gently lifted off the bark with his palm, and under the intact bark, the trunk became powdery, and his fingers touched it lightly, and it continued to fall down.

"It's done, it's really done!"

Niu Dashan was overjoyed in his heart, after three days and nights of uninterrupted cultivation, he finally made a breakthrough in his martial arts today. After three days and nights of sleeplessness, Niu Dashan did not feel a trace of fatigue, but was energetic and wanted to find someone to try the power of this human-level advanced martial art.

"Okay, since the martial arts have been cultivated, let's take advantage of the time we still have to rest and rest, and the next competition will be much more difficult. ”

Niu Dashan looked at Duan Wuya, who didn't know when he opened his eyes, and was looking at himself with joy in his eyes, and his heart was inexplicably grateful. Duan Wuya's mind Niu Dashan knew very well that Duan Wuya regarded Niu Dashan as a brother, and teaching martial arts was also a chance for Niu Dashan, an opportunity to join the Tianyun Sect. Niu Dashan's cultivation is only the peak of Ning Yuan, and in another month, Niu Dashan will be eighteen years old, if he can't join the Tianyun Sect this time, it will be difficult to have a chance in this life.

Therefore, in the past three days, in addition to replenishing the aura consumed by cultivation, Niu Dashan has spent all his time cultivating fist techniques and body cultivation methods, not only giving himself a satisfactory answer, but also not letting Duan Wuya down!

Niu Dashan pressed this gratitude to the bottom of his heart, nodded and sat cross-legged on the ground, the exercises were running, and the lost aura was repaired.

Niu Dashan's background is the same as Duan Wuya, but his family background is slightly richer than Duan Wuya, even if he is a small family, he can't afford to lose the needs of a high-level martial artist, let alone Niu Dashan, who has an average family background. According to Niu Dashan, there is a dry well in his yard, and every month a small cup of milky white liquid is produced at the bottom of the well. When I was a child, this liquid was drunk by Niu Dashan by chance, and since then, Niu Dashan's strength has continued to improve, and he has far surpassed his peers in their county.

"This may be a person's fate, Niu Dashan is a good chance! It's not bad to have a chance to see it!"

Duan Wuya had a strong interest in the dry well, but this dry well seemed to have lost its effect on Ning Yuanjing, otherwise how could Niu Dashan be trapped in the Ning Yuan Realm for nearly two years? Thinking of this boundless interest, most of it suddenly dissipated.

Niu Dashan's achievements today are inseparable from Niu Dashan's efforts, in the past three days, Niu Dashan's perseverance has made Duan Wuya's eyes beat. Three days of uninterrupted cultivation, and I have to fight with myself when I first started to cross, only with this perseverance, Niu Dashan's strength today is not due to luck!

Niu Dashan didn't say a word in the past three days, and was completely immersed in martial arts cultivation! If Niu Dashan persevered like this for a long time, Niu Dashan would inevitably be indispensable on the road of the strong man in the future!

After glancing at Niu Dashan, Duan Wuya's mind sank into the sea of knowledge, and carefully studied the original god. This time, using the Yuan Shen attack, Duan Wuya seemed to see an unprecedented world, and a mysterious door was quietly opening.

It's just that the loss is a bit large, and after an attack, that feeling of dizziness makes Duan Wuya feel palpitations now.

"Is it because my strength is too weak, or because I don't have a thorough understanding? ”

Seeing that it was almost noon, Duan Wuya shook his head and breathed the aura in his body.

Even if there is no opponent among your peers, you must deal with it in the best condition and do your best.

Overturned in the gutter, this sentence is deeply imprinted in the bottom of my heart! There are no absolutes in the world, no one can predict what will happen next, and only by being fully prepared can we not be in a hurry in the event of an accident.

"The second round of the competition is about to begin, and those who participate in the competition come to the ring!"

As soon as the sun was three strokes up, an old voice sounded over the plain.

Duan Wuya suddenly opened his eyes and saw that Niu Dashan had already stood up, looking at the old figure standing in the sky in the distance, his eyes flashing with flame-like light.

"Let's go, one day, you can be like him!"

Niu Dashan's eyes gradually turned from fanaticism to firmness, and his body method began to chase after Duan Wuya.

In the place where he originally entered the Martial God space, a huge ring had been set up, and countless figures had gathered beside the ring, some of them participated in the competition, and some of the disciples of the Tianyun Sect came to see the excitement.

The crowd was bustling, and the martial artists who participated in the enrollment all had serious and abnormal faces, looking at the group of people standing in the center of the ring. This group of people, both old and young, should be the most core members of the Tianyun Sect.

"Nangong Yan!"

Duan Wuya, who was standing on the periphery of the crowd, suddenly had a cold glint in his eyes.

The young master of the Liuma Fortress, the villain who wanted Duan Wu's life several times, Nangong Yan was standing beside Pan Liang at this time, with a proud face.

As if sensing Duan Wuya's unfriendly gaze, Nangong Yan looked at Duan Wuya like lightning across the crowd. The original pride on his face gradually became solemn. Then he shook his head, and a mysterious smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Nangong Yan really appreciates Pan Liang, and he will also take Nangong Yan with him on such an occasion! But no matter who it is, Nangong Yan, you have been blacklisted by me, and he will take your life with his own hands one day!"

Seeing Nangong Yan, Duan Wuya's heart was furious. The first few times it was enough, this time when he entered the Martial God Space, Nangong Yan actually sent people, if it weren't for the appearance of the python group, it is still unknown whether Duan Wuya would die.

"The second round of the competition, it is still the rules of the past, the big waves are sweeping the sand, a group of twenty people will conduct a melee, and only the person who stands at the end can successfully advance! During the melee, you can use any means, as long as you can win!

Pan Liang, who was originally standing in the middle, took a step forward and announced the rules of the competition.

This rule is full of disregard for human life, and it is also full of cold-blooded ruthlessness. However, in order to join the Tianyun Sect, no one would object.

However, for the sake of fairness, the personnel of each group will be decided according to the lottery. From one to twenty groups, in order. ”

This kind of lottery to decide which group to be in is all up to luck, and if the draw is all equal in strength, it is lucky. If there is a powerful warrior in a group, it is unfortunate, maybe the final winner is this powerful warrior.

The eyes of all the martial artists instantly looked at Duan Wuya, and their eyes were full of uneasiness.

"Before the draw, I would like to announce one more thing. ”

As Pan Liang spoke, his eyes turned to Duan Wuya, with a mysterious smile on his face.

"Duan Wuya disregarded human life before the competition, causing the little prince of the Gathering Spirit Sect to lose his life, breaking the rules, and he must be dealt with in accordance with the rules of the Tianyun Sect!"

Duan Wuya was stunned for a while.

It is best to cancel the qualification of Duan Wuya's competition, and the martial artists who participated in the competition are all full of such expectations in their hearts.