Time flies, or so it feels.

The second round of the one-day, one-night competition has also ended.

In the great wilderness, no matter day or night, you must stay awake in order to survive.

Compared to the Great Wilderness, this tiredness is nothing at all.

No one knows if they will be next, and no one knows what kind of opponent they are against.

The one-day and one-night competition finally ended, and the third round of the competition followed.

Coincidentally, the winner of the last round of the second round, Hong Qu, was the player in the first of the third round, and his opponent was a strong man, as strong as a cow, with explosive muscles full of power.

Hong Qu is very tired, and he has a strong opponent in the second round, and if he doesn't meet him, he can even challenge for the captain's position.

Hong Qu could only drag his tired body to face this strong man. The strong man is very smart, Hong Qu is very strong, he has no choice, as the judge shouted out, grabbed the big knife in his hand and began to attack.

As the saying goes, a skinny camel is bigger than a horse, Hong Qu dragged his tired body, the same big knife, the same domineering, Hong Qu was strong against the strong man, and won the first victory in the third round.

In the third round, the thirty-seventh court was the one hundred and twenty-fourth round of Mo Ren against Li Ya.

What should come will always come, Mo Ren thought so, and so did in his memory.

On this day after the sting, there was a warm and sunny noon.

Mo Ren stood on this field with a blank face, waiting for his opponent, the princess of the entire city.

Her long flowing hair was tied in a ponytail, but she refused to pull up her bangs that could cover her eyes, and he always had a smile on his face, sometimes sad.

The princess walked slowly to the field, facing the boy whom she had abandoned with a word.

He looked at her, she looked at him, no one spoke, just watched quietly, no one knew what he or she was thinking.

They waited for the judge to announce the start of the competition.

"Let's go. The judge didn't seem to feel the subtlety of the atmosphere, and skillfully announced the two words that he had said many times in the past few days, perhaps the judge was also tired.

The wind seems to be stronger after the sting, blowing up dust, and dust likes to rush into people's eyes.

It's the season of revival and reproduction again.

The budding of youth also happened at this time, it was the shock four years ago, the acquaintance of the two.

It had been a while since the judge announced the start, and the two still had no momentum to make a move, as if there was only one venue left in the whole world, this small field, and this might be the last time they faced each other.

The boy still looked at the girl, and the girl looked at the boy, and there was a cry from the audience:

"Princess, kill him, kill him. ”

Perhaps the princess couldn't bear such pressure, and she finally picked up the long sword in her hand.

Just like that, he stabbed the boy hard.

At this moment, the wind stopped, and the figure and the sword may only be left in the boy's world.

The boy remained motionless, as at the beginning, and the girl stood in front of him, smiling and waiting for him to pass, but the boy remained as sluggish as a log until the girl left.

At this time, the judge moved, Mo Ren also moved, Mo Ren stepped back, the sword stopped at the position where Mo Ren was standing just now, there was a trace of blood on the ground, and the judge returned to his original position.

The sword pierced his clothes, pierced his chest, and the invisible sword pierced his heart.

He took up his ugly weapon, and his ugly weapon seemed to sense his seriousness.

It's like, he's never been so serious.

The boy used the ge, the girl used the sword, and so it was wielded.

"When, when. ”

There was a sound of metal clashing in the air.

Blood stained the boy's chest red, and a blood flower was printed on his white clothes.

The two swords collided together countless times, and she obviously had the upper hand.

At this point, the winner is already clear.

Finally, she knocked him to the ground with one leg.

He lay expressionlessly on the cold field, as if he had completed an extremely difficult task.

He slowly let go of the ugly weapon he held tightly, he looked at the sky, there were many pairs of birds flying freely in pairs, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, maybe only birds can pursue their happiness freely and freely.

"Winner, Li Ya!"

Before you know it, the third round of the competition has ended.

Yang Xuan's group of people all advanced except for Mo Ren.

Except for Hang Yuhan, who had already abstained in the second round of the competition, he only said that he was not interested.

The fourth round began right after.

Everyone was looking forward to their battle getting started sooner so they could have time to rest.

But things don't always go as planned.

In the twenty-sixth round of the fourth round, Cheng Nanjing vs. Wang Jingjing, this is a battle between lovers.

Cheng Nanjing held Fang Tian's halberd in his hand, facing his lover Wang Jingjing.

"Start~"

"I throw in the towel. Before the judge finished his lines, Wang Jingjing had already walked out of the venue and said to admit defeat.

Leaving Cheng Nanjing with a helpless face. Cheng Nanjing ran out of the field and left side by side with Wang Jingjing.

Such a thing happens on this day in the whole venue, where friends, lovers, and even brothers have the possibility to meet and decide the winner and prove themselves.

The competition is still in full swing.

Fifth Round,

Sixth Round,

Seventh round,

Eighth Round,

Round 9,

Round 10.

With the early morning sun, the young pioneers ended five days and five nights of fighting.

Each of the remaining ninety was scarred.

Yang Xuan, Yan Shen, Wang Rui, Cheng Nanjing, Bai Xing, Hong Qu, and Li Ya are in this list.

Among these ninety people, there are many powerful people who are completely out of step with the age group of youth.

Yin Tongtong lost in the eighth round, and his opponent was called Zhan, and now he is also one of the 90 people.

With the end of the ten rounds of competition, these ninety people finally had a chance to breathe, high-intensity battles, and the last three rounds were even over in an hour.

The battle was fought to the end of the victory.

It was not only these top performers who were tired, but also the full audience, many of whom were already asleep.

At the end of the ten rounds of competition, the final decisive victory will be played in the afternoon of this day, and these 90 people will be able to rest for a long time.

No one said a word more, because everyone was tired.

Going home and resting is all that comes to mind at this time, and no one will be so excited that they can't sleep because they are all tired.

And it is the defeated who are laid back, who may or may not be annoyed by the defeat.

Yang Xuan and the others, who walked off the venue, did not choose to go home to rest, they found Hang Yuhan and Mo Ren sitting on the stage, and sat on the stage to rest.

Hang Yuhan, who always had no expression on his face, also smiled at this time.

People can't always be alone, even if there are more wounds in their hearts, and injuries need warmth to relieve them.