Three-player round-robin, that is, there will be a match between every two people, for a total of three games.

If A wins B, B wins C, and C wins A, there will be no more rounds, and the three will directly tie for the first place.

Of course, this format is still not absolutely fair.

The first two people to compete will definitely suffer a little, and if both lose, then the third person can almost lock the championship directly.

So luck is important when drawing lots.

Ling Xiaowu and Lin Zhe's luck today was not too good, and they were drawn to the first game.

So before going on the field, Lu Ningan began to cheer for the two of them separately.

"Xiao Wu, come on, you can do it! Lin Zhe looks powerful, but he is actually only in the late stage of Jindan, and he must be unstoppable."

"Dick, come on, you can do it! But no matter what, you must be careful when you shoot, and you must not hurt Xiao Wu, otherwise I will not bring you food in the future."

Lin Zhe shouted dissatisfiedly: "Boss, let's not be so eccentric, you can emphasize color and ignore friends, but you can't be so obvious that you value color and light friends!"

Lu Ningan's eyes widened: "Anyway, you are not allowed to hurt Xiao Wu!"

"Okay, okay, I see..."

Soon, Ling Xiaowu and Lin Zhe stood in the ring face to face.

The second elder didn't have much ink this time, and directly announced the start of the competition.

Lin Zhe looked at Ling Xiaowu on the opposite side and asked gently, "Sister Xiaowu, how are you going to play this game?"

Ling Xiaowu grinned, "Of course, it's according to what we agreed."

Lin Zhe nodded: "Okay, then little witch sister, you can start."

"Okay, Brother Lin Zhe, you have to be careful!"

Watching the interaction between the two, the audience in the audience was stunned.

These two people, shouldn't they be playing match-fixing?

Although you have a good relationship, it's not impossible to play fake matches, but don't say it in public, at least you should put on a show, even if it's a verbal performance.

Just when everyone thought that the showdown between the two would be "Ha, look at the move... Ah, that's amazing, I lost... Concession and concession." At that time, Ling Xiaowu took out a bundle of talismans, then divided them into ten stacks and placed them in front of him in turn.

The ten stacks of talismans were suspended in front of Ling Xiaowu, each stack of talismans exuded a powerful coercion, full of spiritual charm, and the aura of heaven and earth on the field was also instantly much richer with the appearance of these talismans.

"Holy, high-level talismans, all high-level talismans!"

"A hundred high-level talismans, Sister Fort, is this going to destroy the world?"

"Does Sister Forts have a grudge against that Lin Zhe?"

"Let's stay away, lest we be hurt by the Fortmate."

Looking at the hundred high-level talismans that exuded majesty, Lin Zhe's face twitched, and he asked, "Little Witch Sister, this is the hundred talismans you are talking about?" You see, we don't have a good relationship, and it's really worth wasting so many high-level talismans to defeat me."

"Hehe, isn't it Brother Lin Zhe, you said you can carry my 100,000 talismans?" Ling Xiaowu said with a smile, "Now that there are only a hundred, Brother Lin Zhe can't bear it?"

As the daughter of the Ling Group, Ling Xiaowu has been a lady of the sky since she was a child, and she is arrogant.

For this big competition, she prepared for a long, long time. The head of the Ling family also loved his daughter, so he directly purchased a large number of high-level talisman materials, and then burst his liver day and night, drawing a hundred high-grade talismans and handing them to her.

Originally, Ling Xiaowu was planning to fight with Lin Zhe casually, and he didn't want to use these hundred high-level talismans. But last night, Lin Zhe said so confidently, "Even if it is a hundred thousand talismans, he can carry it".

Ling Xiaowu felt that he was being underestimated, so he decided to scare Lin Zhe in the ring today.

As long as he is willing to admit a little that he can't bear it, then he can take back these hundred high-level talismans, and then...

At this moment, Lin Zhehu

Ran opened his mouth and said, "Okay, it's just a hundred high-level talismans, and it should be able to carry it."

As soon as Lin Zhe's words came out, the audience immediately exploded.

"What, he just said a hundred high-level talismans?"

"That's a hundred high-grade talismans, and the power of each one is comparable to the peak of Jindan, or even the full force of the Yuan Infant Stage! How could he possibly bear it?"

"Is he underestimating the Ling family? Or do you want to underestimate all the talismans?"

"This Lin Zhe is too crazy! Sister Fort, blow him up!"

Ling Xiaowu was also stunned for a while, then looked at Lin Zhe seriously and asked, "Brother Lin Zhe, are you sure you want to try these hundred high-level talismans?"

"I'd rather Sister Witch put these talismans away." Lin Zhe said calmly, "But if Sister Xiaowu is unwilling to put them away, I really think I can handle it."

Ling Xiaowu couldn't help but continue to persuade, "Brother Lin Zhe, why don't you say a word that you can't bear? As soon as you say a word, I'll take back these talismans at once, and throw in the towel."

"But I really think I can handle it."

Ling Xiaowu stomped his foot angrily, "Why are you so straight? Straighter than Lu Ning'an's straight man of steel!"

Lu Ningan, who was worried in the stands: ???

Is the head of the house a straight man of steel? Nope...

Lin Zhe blinked his eyes and said, "But what I'm saying is the truth! Well, I'd better throw in the towel. But I can really carry these talismans."

Lin Zhe thought to himself: I'm going to take the initiative to admit defeat, Sister Xiaowu shouldn't be angry, right?

"No, you can't!" Ling Xiaowu said fiercely, "Since you say so, then I have to let you taste the power of my Ling family's talisman today!" Look at the move!"

After speaking, Ling Xiaowu quickly stretched out his hand, pulled out one from the stack of talismans on the far left, and shouted, "Divine Sword Talisman, go!"

The talisman flashed in the air, instantly turning into a divine sword more than a meter long, and slashed towards Lin Zhe with a bang.

Although Ling Xiaowu was angry, he still kept his hand, the power of this divine sword talisman was the peak of Jindan, relatively low, and it stabbed at Lin Zhe's shoulder, avoiding the vital point.

Lin Zhe's eyes were solemn, but he didn't make any moves, just raised his head and glanced at the divine sword.

"Hum—"

The divine sword suddenly stopped, hovering three feet in front of Lin Zhe, making a buzzing sword sound, but it was difficult to save it.

Then the sword trembled slightly, shattered with a thud, and turned into ashes and scattered in the wind.

The scene was in an uproar.

Seeing this, Ling Xiaowu gritted his teeth, his fingers clicked eight times in front of him, and the eight runes flew out, turning into eight streamers and flying forward.

Heavenly Thunder, True Fire, Ten Thousand Swords, Cold Ice, Meteorite, Divine Wood, Water Dragon, Wind Blade.

Eight kinds of supernatural powers with extremely powerful and different attributes appeared, cooperating with each other and attacking Lin Zhe.

"Zheng—"

A clear sword roar sounded, and a cyan sword qi soared into the sky.

The thunder is extinguished, the real fire is extinguished, ten thousand swords are broken, the ice is cold, the meteorite is broken, the sacred wood is broken, the water dragon is falling, and the wind blade is nothing.

Under one sword, all eight charms are eliminated!

(End of chapter)