The words fell, and a man in a white robe appeared in the ring.

"Since you're here, let's start," the middle-aged man in the green robe said in a cold voice, signaling for the competition to begin.

Wu Ran arched his hand towards several people in the sky, staring at the little fat man opposite, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Brother, wait a minute, my one hundred and eighty pounds of fat can't stand your toss" Sun Youcai had tragedy on his face, originally he thought that his opponent would not come, and he could easily advance, he knew his own exercises very well, although the realm was not low, but before the Martial Emperor, there were basically not many means of attack.

"Brother Tai, let's make a move" Wuran smiled, his eyes looked at the fat man in front of him solemnly, feeling his strong momentum, and he didn't dare to underestimate it.

The little fat man smiled smartly and stood in place.

Seeing this scene, Wu Ran began to be on full alert, he actually felt a hint of threat, and then jumped to the right.

A little fat man suddenly appeared where he came from, smashing his leg on the floor, and there was a little fat man in his original position, with a smile, although he was clever, but a little rigid.

"It's actually an afterimage" The audience exclaimed, the tonnage of the little fat man actually has such a fast speed, if it weren't for the fact that the realm of Wuran has improved a lot, plus the tempering in the army, I am afraid that I would not have found this blow.

"Brother reacts quickly" The little fat Sun Youcai took out two petite daggers, his figure flashed, and after leaving an afterimage in the same place, he suddenly appeared behind Wu Ran, and stabbed at Wu Ran's vest, Wu Ran rolled a donkey to avoid this blow, and with a move of his hand, the Soul Eater Halberd appeared in his hand and slashed towards the little fat Sun Youcai.

The sound of the collision of "bang" weapons sounded, and the little fat man took a few steps back, looking at Sun Youcai with a halberd.

"The body is fast enough, the strength is much worse, your weakness is that you are afraid of head-to-head confrontation" Wu Ran said lightly, just with the speed of the little fat son just now, he can't help him, his speed is also not slow, but his strength is much stronger than the little fat man.

The little fat descendant Youcai saw that he couldn't hurt Wuran, the blue light on his body flashed straight up, disappeared again, appeared behind Wuran, and hit Wuran, Wuran slashed backwards, intending to make the long and short, who knew that the little fat descendant Youcai was not afraid, and he was on the halberd blade.

When the halberd blade hit Sun Youcai's body, Sun Youcai actually smiled at Wuran, and disappeared with a 'poof'.

"Not good!" Seeing this, Wu Ran rolled forward in horror, his reaction was still a little slower, and he was scratched by Sun Youcai's dagger on his right arm.

Wu Ran checked the wound on his arm, the wound was covered with black blood, and hurriedly urged the murderous qi in his body to heal the wound, who knew that it was useless at all, just stop bleeding, and the wound could not heal at all.

"Brother, don't bother, the wound stabbed by my heart dagger will not heal unless there is a special antidote, and if it is not suppressed by true qi, the poison on the heart dagger will flow to the blood, and he will die in less than half a day" Sun Youcai looked at Wu Ran with a smile.

"It's better for you to admit defeat brother, if you admit defeat, I will offer the antidote with both hands, we have no grudges and no hatred, I don't want to hurt your life because of this, and there is not another game, judging from the strength of brothers, it is not very difficult to win" Sun Youcai added.

Wu Ran didn't speak, grabbed the Soul Eater Halberd, cut off a large piece of flesh and blood on his right arm that was bubbling with black gas, and urged a large amount of murderous energy to heal the wound, after doing all this, he looked at Sun Youcai and said: "If you admit defeat, I'm afraid you won't be able to fulfill your brother's wish."

After speaking, Wuran took the initiative to attack, waved the halberd in his hand, and used the newly learned 'Ba Wushuang', Sun Youcai suddenly felt that Wuran's body was full of momentum, and he actually began to have fearful thoughts in his chest.

Out of fear, the little fat son Youcai took a few steps back.

"Big brother, stop, I won't fight, anyway, there is still one chance, I don't need to fight with you" Sun Youcai smiled bitterly, and his little fat face shook and trembled.

The winner can directly enter the next round, and if he loses once, there is also a rematch, if he wins the rematch, he can also advance, there is no need to fight to the death with this white-faced little student, when the time comes, it will be cheaper for others, the most important thing, Sun Youcai has always believed in his own spirit, and the oppression just now made him feel the crisis.

"Eh" Wuran was a little speechless, this little fat man had just hurt him to cut meat, and now he was actually cowardly.

"The thousandth-numbered Wuran wins, please step down," the middle-aged man in the green robe said lightly.

"In the next game, Wu Ming of No. 999 will fight Tianqing of No. 973," the middle-aged man in the green robe continued.

"This is your son-in-law, Aotian, you have a good eye," the old man on the cloud asked Murong Aotian beside him.

"Yes, Uncle Qingchan," Murong Aotian said to the old man with a smile on his lips.

Qing Chanzi is the elder of the inner gate of the Holy Pole Gate, and has a good relationship with Murong Aotian's father and Murong Ling's grandfather.

As for why the Ice Rain Empire still dared to fight the Proud Dragon Empire with this relationship, it was mainly the obedience of the Holy Pole Gate.

The Holy Pole Gate claims to be neutral and does not participate in anything else, and it is very protective, but the rules of the door are equally strict, if there are elders in the sect who participate in the battle on the mainland, they will be directly killed.

"If this Wuran is not bad, even if he doesn't enter the top ten, I will make an exception to take him into the Holy Pole Gate, but the heart is very important, I think Aotian you also understand the standards of the Holy Pole Gate, your father's retreat is about to come out, I will stay in this capital for a month, and when he is promoted to Martial Honor, I will also come to beg for a drink" The old man took a sip of tea and said in a flat tone, but the content made Murong Aotian excited.

"Thank you Uncle Qingchan, my father's words, I was about to break through when I went out of the customs more than a thousand years ago, and it won't take too long to break through to Wuzun, the movement in the secret room in the past two days is a bit big, I think there will be another ten days I should be out of the customs and prepare to cross the Wuzun Tribulation" Murong Aotian bowed and said

During the conversation between Murong Aotian and the old man, Wuran and Sun Youcai walked off the stage, and then a man in black with a masked face and a man in a white shirt and a green robe jumped on the stage.

"Brother Tai, please give me a lot of advice," Tianqing, a man in a white shirt and a green robe, arched his hand and said, with a fighting intent in his eyes.

"Hmm" Wu Ming, the man in black, nodded, and arched his hands as well.

Such an action seemed to anger the man in the white shirt and green robe, and he drew a big knife and rushed towards the man in black, and the cultivation of a martial artist with four grades exuded a powerful aura.

Although the aura is strong, the man in black does not move at all, his eyes are casual, and the momentum on his body is restrained, so that people can't see what kind of cultivation it is, I saw that when the blade of Tianqing, a man in a white shirt and a green robe, was about to touch Wu Ming, a man in black and a green robe, he finally moved, stretched out a palm as white as jade and gently pushed it, Tianqing flew out upside down and fell off the ring.

"No. 999 Wu Mingsheng, please step down" The middle-aged man in the green robe also showed a hint of surprise, and soon regained his starting look.

Wu Ran in the audience looked at the black-robed man, his expression became extremely solemn, he could also defeat that day, but it would not be so light-hearted, after all, it was the same four grades.

It seems that this Beaulieu Conference is really full of talents.