Looking at Wang Kun, who fell unconscious in the ring, many Wang family bigwigs in the audience looked at each other and nodded secretly.

Unexpectedly, this kid surnamed Zhao is quite measured.

The boxing technique seems to be extremely strong, but in fact, it is a lot more restrained.

Although Zhao Kun's situation looked scary, there was nothing wrong with it in nature.

It's just that I'm unconscious.

Soon, the referee pronounced the match, and Wu Yong won.

Wang Kun was carried away by medical staff.

However, it was a pity that none of the four Immortal Sect elders turned around.

Under the ring.

The children of the Wang family who participated in the competition were in an uproar.

"Wang Kun, this kid is too similar, this amount of blood is vomited, and there are at least two or more blood pills in his mouth in advance. ”

"This kid is really not authentic, acting like this, wouldn't it make it more difficult for the players in the back line!"

"However, this kid surnamed Zhao is really lucky, no one has turned around, but it's a pity that Wang Kun's excellent acting skills are gone. ”

"That is, it would be great if there was one person to transfer, so that there would be one less place, and everyone would feel a lot more at ease. ”

"Who says it's not, the selection criteria for these four Immortal Sect elders are really too elusive, so it's better for you to be careful. ”

As time progresses, after the last group of competitions, the first half of the game has come to an end.

Wang Yi took the stage again, first thanked the four immortal sects for their strong support for this competition, and then read out the list of players who successfully advanced.

The children of the Wang family, who were called by name, were full of sadness and couldn't cry.

The children of the Wang family, who were not called, danced with their eyebrows and ran to tell each other.

It can be said that a few families are happy, and a few are worried.

The second half of the game was scheduled for the morning of the next day.

In the afternoon, the players are left to rest.

After lunch, Wu Yong was called by Li's mother.

"How's it going?

In a gazebo in the garden, Li's mother asked while making tea.

This tea is fragrant, fragrant and fragrant, refreshing.

Just by smelling it, you know it's not ordinary.

In order to relieve her son's fatigue, Mother Li deliberately took out the soothing tea that her father had treasured for many years.

This tea not only has the effect of calming the nerves and awakening the mind, but also improves the monk's physique and accelerates the absorption of the aura between heaven and earth.

It's a pity that the tea tree of this soothing tea has long been destroyed by the Nine Heavens Thunder Tribulation, and there is only one less sip to drink it.

"It's fine. ”

Wu Yong said so.

But the eyes under the mask are somewhat unconfident.

The first half of the round is over.

This means that in the next competition, we will face the strong ones who will survive the fittest.

Think about the invisible and untouchable sword qi, think about that look, or even a step, the means that can make the opponent collapse.

Wu Yong's heart was somewhat bottomless.

The children of the Wang family are terrifying.

I'm still too young.

These guys, shouting about quitting, are actually all going all out, secretly competing, right!

, I knew that.

The triennial royal competition will definitely not be so simple.

"Come, try this cup of tea. ”

Mother Li poured a cup of tea and handed it to Wu Yong.

Wu Yong nodded and took it, and drank it all.

"Do you feel anything?"

Mother Li stared at Wu Yong for a long time and asked.

What does it mean?

Wu Yong was slightly stunned.

Is it possible to drink tea with feelings?

Strange, why didn't I?

Is it the wrong way I drink my tea?

Wu Yong drank tea.

But the tea he drinks is only green tea and iced black tea.

Like this kind of tea on the tea table, the kind of tea that is brewing tea leaves.

Never drunk it yet.

Let me think~

Wu Yong picked up the teacup and tried to take a sip.

Not to mention......

A mysterious and mysterious sensation spreads to the taste buds.

First bitter, then sweet.

After a careful taste, there is also a bit of aftertaste.

Oh~ I see!

Aunt Wang wants to tell me what it means to be bitter and sweet.

But what does this have to do with my competition?

Isn't that what Aunt Wang meant?

Am I wrong?

Wu Yong frowned, picked up the teacup and took another sip.

This time, instead of tasting it, he rinsed it vigorously in his mouth a few times.

Then swallowed.

Not to mention, it's a bit hot to drink while it's hot.

Scald?

Oh~ I see!

Aunt Wang wants to tell me that I can't eat hot tofu in a hurry!

Indeed, my mentality is a little too hasty.

The game has not yet started, and there is still suspense about the outcome or defeat.

Worrying about the sky will only increase the psychological burden on yourself.

It's better to look at things with a normal mind.

"Thank you, Aunt Wang, I see what you mean. ”

Wu Yong said with some emotion.

"Huh, huh...... It's good to get it. ”

Mother Li was stunned for a moment, and smiled embarrassedly.

I felt a strange ......

What does this kid understand?

But then again.

Why doesn't soothing tea work?

Could it be that it has been put for a long time and the tide has passed?

It shouldn't be!

Waiting for Wu Yong to leave, Mother Li picked up his unfinished teacup and took a sip.

In an instant, her face changed.

The huge aura suppressed in the sea of qi quickly burst out.

A powerful spiritual pressure swept out.

The next moment.

The sky and the earth are changing, and the thunderclouds are rolling.

The vision of heaven and earth instantly encompassed half of Dongsheng Shenzhou.

Boom! Boom!

With a thunderous roar, the whole world seemed to tremble.

"Damn, this is someone who wants to ascend!"

For a moment, countless monks looked up at the thunderclouds rolling overhead, and their voices trembled.

There are even some hermits who are powerful, pinching their fingers again and again, calculating the heavenly machine, wanting to see what is sacred.

But soon, their eyes widened and they all looked in the direction of the Wang family.

Exclaimed:

"Isn't it, those two perverts haven't left yet?"

At the same time.

The royal father, who sensed that the situation was wrong, didn't care so much, and immediately flashed to Li's mother's side.

Take her to a plain hundreds of kilometers away.

"How did you do that?"

The royal father frowned and asked puzzled.

"I just took a sip of tea......"

Mother Li wanted to cry without tears.

How did she know that this tranquilizing tea had such a great effect on the monks of the Mahayana period.

Otherwise, I wouldn't be stupid enough to try it.

"What should I do? I feel like the Thunder Tribulation is locking me. ”

Mother Li was a little anxious.

She wasn't afraid of thunder.

What she was afraid of was that she left so suddenly, what should her son do?

"It's okay! ”

The royal father first placed more than a dozen prohibitions on her, suppressing the aura that ran wild in her sea of qi.

Then, from the acceptance ring, he pulled out a long sword with several thunder patterns engraved on its body.

Near the thunder pattern, the lightning flashed.

It shows the extraordinariness of this long sword.

"Boom—"

After a catastrophe was brewing, it slashed head-on at the two.

"Just in time!"

I only heard the royal father shout softly, and raised his hand to be a sword.

This sword is ordinary and unremarkable.

It looks completely untechnical.

But the bigwigs of the immortal cultivation world who were secretly observing this scene gasped one after another.

A thousand words, and finally turned into a sentence "!".