Chapter 43: The Game Begins

"Brother Da Lang, you give me some roasted earth lock beast to eat! I'm starving to death! You can't swallow it like this!"

"Alone, Mo Lan, you are embarrassed to say, I still remember when I was recuperating at the village chief's house, I asked someone to bring me something to eat, what did someone do?"

"Ahem, Brother Da Lang, you also know that my body was just right that day, thanks to the ingredients you bought at the rally, I was able to satisfy my empty stomach for a week......"

"Brother Da Lang, you are shameless! You actually drank my broth while I was talking, I want to duel with you!"

"Who fights with you pervert, I don't want to ask for myself, let's go see those contestants in the Five Villages Competition, I don't know how many people I can abuse......"

After eating, Mo Lan and Wu Dalang, who had finished eating, followed towards the competition venue of the Five Villages, to say that the Five Villages Competition was also a lively event in Wutong Village.

In Wutong Village, the life and death ring has already been temporarily occupied as the battle ground for everyone's competition today, and a stand about five meters high has also been set up opposite the life and death ring, and there are five seats on the stand, which is estimated to be where the village chief and his four disciples sit.

Look at some of the garbage or discarded items around the ring, which are also spotlessly cleaned by the villagers. Mo Lan looked at the people in Wutong Village who were busy in the ring, and couldn't help but sigh, "Even if they are only fighters-level cultivators, they also have an incomparably beautiful vision for high-level battles. ”

Moreover, it is rare for a strong fighter to fight, and watching the fight of a high-level strong person may be able to make them break through to a fighter by chance.

Jingling, as the sun gradually became hot, four middle-aged people came to the entrance of Wutong Village with a group of disciples.

"Wu Rong, why did you say that Shizun suddenly sent us a message today, asking us to bring our disciples to fight quickly?" said a man with a dark and bloated body.

"Who knows, it may be that the master has found some talented disciples, and specially trained them to deal with us disciples who are not successful. Wu Rong said.

"If you want to say that the disciple who didn't know where to find the master won us in the last session, is it possible that the five of us will lose again this time?"

"Whatever, it's just a big deal to take off your clothes and dance. Could it be that there is anything else that is rare?" After that, the black-faced man and Wu Rongxiang followed in. And the two people behind them also looked at each other helplessly and smiled, and they both walked in.

To say that the group of disciples they brought is not too weak, and the most advanced ones all have the strength of the sevenfold fighter. However, the sudden transmission of their master in the morning made their hearts sink from the bottom of their hearts.

It turned out that in the morning, when they were still asleep, Zeng Tian sent a message to them: "Disciples, why are you still sleeping? The master is ready to wait for you to abuse the apprentices trained by the master! Come quickly!"

Although the four of them had confidence in the disciples they had cultivated, they still remembered that in the last Five Villages Competition, their master suddenly appeared as a disciple of the fighter Jiuzhong, and a group of disciples of the four of them was beaten to the ground.

Afterwards, they also asked Shizun where he found such good seedlings, but Zeng Tian only smiled slightly, "Hurry up and take off your clothes and dance! Otherwise, don't blame the old man, I'll do it myself!"

“......”

Next to the ring, there were already a lot of people standing at this time, and even some ordinary people came here, wanting to take a look and fight with immortal-like cultivators in their eyes.

Subsequently, the village chief and the four disciples took their seats one after another. The village chief looked at the disciples brought by the four disciples, and couldn't help but look pale, he didn't expect that his disciples would actually have a strong disciple of the Fighter Seven.

However, it was only a moment, the village chief recovered his state, and looking at the twenty disciples standing in the ring, Zeng Tian said:

"It's great to see you young people fighting here, but I hope you can reach even higher heights in the future, and not just stop at the Gladiator Rank! Today's game is a two-on-two match. Lots are drawn to determine the order of the matches. ”

"Wu Rong, where did you say the master's confidence came from? Could it be that the two young men who relied on the fighter triple and quadruple could not be achieved?"

"Senior Brother Bai Lan, how do I know, but seeing that the master is so confident, these two disciples must have some hole cards!"

"Really?"

"Hmph~" The village chief sitting in the center snorted softly, because he really couldn't listen to the conversation between his two disciples. Indeed, on the bright side, in addition to Mo Lanwu Dalang, who is a fighter triple and quadruple, there are only Zeng Wei, a fighter duo who is just injured, and a fighter duo who looks a little honest.

Bai Lan and Wu Rong heard the master snort softly, but they also looked at each other and kept silent, made a helpless gesture, and continued to look towards the ring.

The village chief took a wooden box brought by the villagers and pulled out two names from it. Then he announced, "In the first game, Wu Dalang will fight to pay off." ”

"Brother Da Lang, the first game turned out to be you! Come on! Don't lose the first game! Little brother, I, Mo Lan, am still waiting for you to hold on to the end!"

"Smack," Wu Dalang said with his hand on Mo Lan's head. "Can you hope that I will be better! Besides, I am also a strong fighter quadruple, and the scum on the other side is only quadruple. ”

"Okay, then the idler, please leave the competition venue for the time being, and Wu Dalang and Fu Qing will have a battle. After the announcement, the village chief sat down.

In the ring, Wu Dalang and Fu Qing hugged their fists one after another. "Please advise. "Bang, the two of them actually chose the most direct physical confrontation.

crackling, I saw Wu Dalang punch Fu Qing's face, and Fu Qing also punched Wu Dalang's chest.

The two of them fought each other as if there were no children. But that's just what ordinary people see. At this time, Mo Lan had already clenched his fists, because he saw that Fu Qing and Wu Dalang were fighting with all their fists, and they were recruiting spiritual power and fists.

Three minutes later, the two with blue noses and swollen faces separated from the fight, and Fu Qing said: "Brother Da Lang, you are so powerful, you are the first combat opponent I have seen who can be evenly matched with me in the same realm." ”

"Oh, yes? I'm honored. But you may not know that my little brother's body is even more terrifying than mine!"

But Fu Qing didn't think so, he thought that Wu Dalang was despising himself, and he was angry when he compared a strong man with a fighter triple to himself.

"Okay, Wu Dalang. Since you're so ignorant. Then let you see my fighting spirit! Heavenly ant fighting spirit, anthropomorphic!"

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