There was a sudden silence below, and even some Montessori masters who came to see the excitement were all quiet.

Everyone shuddered, and their eyes changed when they looked at Yue Lang. It is worthy of being a closed disciple of the city lord of Meng, this is really, it is the same! It's better to feel sorry for the unlucky ghost next year in advance......

The lunch in the City Lord's Mansion was very rich, and the stir-fried black demon beef was not only very delicious, but also fully replenished the physical strength consumed by the children.

After patting his belly with satisfaction, Yan Dong quickly got up and walked towards the venue.

After lunch, there is a short break. He chose a rather remote rockery, leaned on the spot, and began to take a nap.

"All the bunnies, listen up, there's five minutes to enter!"

"All the bunnies, listen up, there's five minutes to enter!"

"All the bunnies, listen up, there's five minutes to enter!"

While he was in a daze, a loud noise resounded throughout the square, and the sound was enough to spread to every corner of the City Lord's Mansion. Naturally, the harsh winter also woke up.

"Are you going to start?"

He unconsciously clenched his fists, and from time to time touched the small wooden sword on his waist.

No weapons can be used in this big competition, including wooden swords, but Severe Winter has always carried them with him, because this wooden sword is very important to him!

Because of the close distance, the harsh winter soon came to the center of the square, and at this moment he suddenly found that the afternoon game was clearly divided into three areas. And the age group to which he belongs, perhaps because he is older and has a stronger cultivation, occupies half of the entire square.

With Yue Lang's loud announcement, the afternoon game officially began. Due to the decrease in the number of people, the progress of the big competition was accelerated a lot, and at sunset, two rounds of competition were just held.

Yan Dong was promoted very easily, and even he himself was a little surprised. However, he did not let up in the slightest, and has been silently observing others since the end of the game. After all, there is their next opponent between them. Yan Dong silently calculated in his heart that there were still sixty-six people left in the large group of his age, and there were only seventeen people left in the C group. According to the rules of the big competition, that is, there will be four rounds of competition, and the top two can get places.

But when he carefully looked at the regulations on the water curtain announcement, he suddenly found an interesting provision, because according to the current number of people in his group, then there will be a bye in each round, that is, if the character is strong enough, he can even get a bye all the way to the place.

If this is to use the words of the big teacher Yue Lang, it must be: luck is part of strength, right?

Yan Dong shook his head and smiled, didn't think much about it, just went all out. After all, each subsequent round is about your future.

"Yes, come on. ”

Silently cheering himself up in his heart, Yan Dong unconsciously touched the small wooden sword on his waist again, and then his slightly cramped face gradually unfolded.

In fact, Yan Dong is not entirely right, luck is important, but this kind of competition is mainly for the selection of talents, and the City Lord's Mansion, as the organizer, will naturally minimize all kinds of unstable factors. Therefore, the eliminated young players do not actually lose the opportunity, they will be taken to another venue, re-compete, and those who perform well can still get places.

Of course, for this point, Yue Lang did not mention it in half a sentence. Because there is a way out, many people will lack the courage and strength to fight against the odds. This is especially applicable for these rookies.

Early the next morning, a new round of competition soon began.

Due to the dwindling number of people, it was soon Winter's turn to play, and he clenched his fists and quickly walked into the northeast corner of the divided area to stand.

Today's battle area is undoubtedly much more spacious than yesterday's, in addition to the harsh winter, there are eight simultaneous matches.

Looking at the teenagers who were ready in the field, Yue Lang nodded and signaled to start.

Almost instantly, Bitter Winter bullied himself up, and in the process of rushing rapidly, his elbows were pushed forward, and he slammed into his opponent.

The faint airflow swept away with his running, which immediately attracted the attention of many people.

Although his opponent was half a beat slower, he was able to pass the first few rounds, which was enough to show that his strength was extraordinary.

"Boom!"

Under the fierce collision, the latter only felt a huge force like a brute bull approaching him, and suddenly his whole body flew out inexorably.

"Spike ......"

Since there were only nine battles at the same time, the harsh winter here also attracted the eyes of a considerable number of people, and some people saw the whole process and immediately let out an incredible exclamation.

On the sidelines, Yue Lang's eyes widened, and he looked at the scene in front of him with a dull look: "What's the situation with this young man, his cultivation has just stepped into the second order, and he is about to touch the threshold of the use of the true yuan." ”

"It's a pity that I'm too old and my bones are fixed, so it's hard to choose the exercises, otherwise this kind of understanding is a good seedling. Meng Yu leaned back in the old chair, swaying and creaking, but nodded, but his expression was quite noncommittal.

Yue Lang rolled his eyes, he knew that his master's vision was extremely high, and this scene that seemed incredible to him might just be good in his old man's house.

What makes Yue Lang feel most depressed is that it is necessary to throw out that faint pretending aura every time he arrives at this time?

The first round of battles in the afternoon ended quickly, and then, in the second and third rounds, Yue Lang's attention began to gradually focus on the harsh winter.

As a result, as expected, this seemingly old teenager won the victory very easily.

"That's good. ”

"That's all. ”

The second time Yue Lang and Meng Yu master and apprentice surrounded the topic of harsh winter, it was only eight words, and Yue Lang was still speechless in the end, but he always felt that this young man was not ordinary.

When you first enter the second order, you can touch the threshold of mastering the true element, what kind of understanding is this?

Thinking about it, Yue Lang felt more and more that this kid was unusual.

But why, why is it that a young man with such a talent is not as good as he can cultivate. Is it because he only has the ability to comprehend, but his physical condition is lacking, or the time for cultivation is still short.

So in the fourth round, he decided to take a good look.

However, his wishful thinking fell through, because in the fourth round, the harsh winter bye...... Direct access to places......

Yue Lang opened his mouth, and finally took a hard sip.

"Damn, I hate byes!"

PS: Push a friend's book, DNF is a sword system, it is on the shelves today, book friends who like DNF can go and see it.

Also, at the beginning of the month, I begged for subscriptions, monthly passes, recommendations, and rolled all kinds of requests.

The protagonist is about to come out, what form will it take?

Don't say anything.,Continue to code the next chapter.。 (To be continued.) )