Chapter Fifty-Five: Extremely Weird

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At the end of the first round, one in ten people was eliminated, and the last dozen people were left to participate, divided into two groups to face off.

Most of the sword cultivators in Qianlong City were gathered on the sword platform, and after the screening of ten into one in the first round, the second round was already full of masters, almost all of them were Jindan sword cultivators.

The results are all for nothing!

As Zhang Wei smashed the butt of the gun on the generator again.

[Big Iron Stick Type 1], like a mad cow that has escaped, hit the bullseye under the control of the cowherd baby Shen Dongting, and directly knocked the target away.

The strength of the opponent in this round is already incomprehensible, in terms of swordsmanship, any one here can kill Shen Dongting, a junior in the rivers and lakes.

But when they faced the explosive power and speed of the vortex rocket, they all had only one ending:

Miss!

This time, the audience and the referee finally understood: these people ...... Something is wrong!

At the end of the second round, more than a dozen sword cultivators who had been famous for a long time in the rivers and lakes were in disbelief, watching Wu Di, a group of little-known boys, advance to the finals!

At this point, the referee came to the stage and announced the halftime break:

"Now that we have entered the tiebreaker, in order to maintain the level of the two monks, I will take a break at halftime to breathe my true qi."

Then someone brought some cut melons, fruits, and refreshments and put them on the two tables on both sides of the ring. Then Lux pushed the stone screen behind the table to separate the noisy audience and give the monks a relatively elegant environment to eat snacks and admire the Wenjian Cliff in front of them.

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Wu Di's foursome each sat in a corner-

Zhang Wei nibbled on a piece of melon, looked up and asked: "Thanks to the rest time, Lao Shen, I see your current state, like visiting eight clubs." ”

"Brother Zhang laughed." Shen Dongting took a handkerchief and wiped the sweat on his forehead: "But it is true that the speed of this weapon is too much, and it is very difficult to push its orbit." ”

Zhang Wei: "To put it bluntly, the realm is still not enough. ”

Shen Dongting smiled: "I'm ashamed." ”

Thanks to the rest time, otherwise Shen Dongting would not have been able to run three rounds in one go.

When Wu Di was resting, he saw Zhai Jiuqian passing by, and asked curiously: "Referee, can you explain in advance, what is the winner's prize?" ”

Zhai Jiuqian stopped, and at this time, his attitude towards Wu Di and the others had changed 108 degrees, and his face was full of smiles: "It seems that you are ready to win the first place?" ”

Zhang Wei: "Originally, there was still a chance, but your poisonous milk was gone." ”

"Milk?" Zhai Jiuqian looked at his chest in surprise

"Ignore him, let me ask you something." Wu Di accosted: "Qianlong City has set up a competition, the registration fee is not paid, the organizer does not earn a dime, and the winning prizes are also set up, isn't it a loss to die after hundreds of rings?" ”

Wu Di added: "If you want to say that the prize is a handful of bananas, then I didn't say it." ”

"Hahahaha, the young man laughed." Zhai Jiuqian pointed to the audience: "The income from the ring depends on the audience. Martial artists on the stage, we have already helped us attract audiences when we go to the ring, how can we make money from you again? ”

Qianlong City gathered warriors from the southern and northern regions, and also attracted gambling dogs from all over the world. Gambling dogs and tourists are the real places to put wool in the ring, and while the warriors earn glory and bonuses, they can also be regarded as workers for the organizers.

Therefore, Qianlong City, as a martial arts holy land, is not only a tourist attraction, but also the Las Vegas of the metaphysical world.

How to run a general casino, how to run Qianlong City.

The four of them understood: "I see, ...... so"

"So rest assured, the top prize won't disappoint."

Zhai Jiuqian saw that the time had come, so he arched his hand and said: "You guys have rested enough, please prepare one or two, the third round will start soon." ”

At this time, the wrestlers came up and pushed open the screen, removed the tables and chairs, and restored the ring to its original state.

Third Round Tiebreaker –

At present, on the stage, except for Shen Dongting, there is only one young female cultivator left.

Shen Dongting looked at his opponent from a distance with a solemn expression:

"This person should have a big secret on him......"

Zhang Wei also glanced at it, put his hand on his chest and gestured, and deeply agreed: "This person's Mimi is indeed not small......"

Lao Shen put his hand on Zhang Wei's shoulder and showed a terrifying smile: "Brother Zhang...... You know I didn't mean that, right? ”

"Uh...... Sorry......"

Let's put it this way, the figure of the nun ...... It can make any cat subconsciously stunned and step on the ground.

But Lao Shen already had a place in his heart and stared at the girl, for a very simple reason.

Wu Di accosted: "Sword cultivation? ”

"That's right, Evil Sword Cultivator...... That sword, too, is unusual. ”

Lao Shen has a gentle personality, but he is arrogant in swordsmanship, and he has long been accustomed to seeing masters from all walks of life. The characters who can make him so jealous are by no means general.

Wu Di also looked over-

The man stood on the edge of the ring, with a heavy sword, leaning gracefully on the edge of the bridge.

She was silent, staring only at her sword, and she had completely degenerated into a state of infatuation, and her expression was even more crazy than Shen Dongting's attitude towards the sword.

The sword she was carrying looked even more eerie.

The scabbard is two meters long, taller than its owner, and it cannot be carried vertically, so it can only be carried cross-shouldered. and the weak temperament of the holder, in great contrast.

The feeling of disobedience is like Hu Xiaokai carrying a small pink schoolbag.

It's weird everywhere!