Chapter 250: It's so ugly
"Why did you come back?"
As soon as I returned, I heard the complaint of the black arrogance.
This guy is usually very cold, but at this time, he is verbose, and he is really not cute.
Fang Yu didn't explain, he joined the team of the two and looked forward.
"What's up ahead, so many people are looking around?"
"Announcing the prizes for the top three in the ring." Zuo Lu casually explained, lacking interest.
The two of them had known the inside story for a long time, so naturally they were not interested, but Fang Yu had it.
Immediately, he pushed through the crowd and squeezed to the front.
Rewards are posted on the bulletin board, take a closer look.
"First place in the ring, reward - day ice sword design drawings."
"Second place in the ring, reward - ten years of ancient mushroom meat."
"Third place in the ring, reward - Manlian Dan x3."
Design drawings?
The first place to give a drawing?
Fang Yu felt incredible, this thing was useful.
But listening to the discussion of the people around me, it was all focused on the design drawings.
"The Day Ice Sword, tsk, it can't be genuine, right?"
"A town-level divine soldier can actually be used as a reward, fake, right?"
"It doesn't have to be a fake, maybe it's just an imitation."
"Since the destruction of the Daylight Ice Gate, the whereabouts of the Sect's Secret Treasure Daylight Ice Sword are unknown, and now a design drawing has emerged, I think there is still a bit of a possibility."
The town sent a divine soldier?!
Fang Yu suddenly became interested.
Compared with the Zhenpai Divine Soldiers, the Zimu Sword in his hand is not fragrant all of a sudden.
Exiting the crowd, Fang Yu directly retracted back to Hei Ao and Zuo Lu.
"Two, what kind of day ice sword design blueprints, is it genuine or fake?"
As soon as Fang Yu's words fell, Zuo Lu grinned and stretched out his hand to the black arrogant with a black face.
"Give it to me."
Fang Yu: ???
What's the situation??
Syllable.
Hei Ao gave Zuo Green something in the palm of his hand.
But Zuo Lu turned his hand and brought the thing to Fang Yu.
"It's nothing, I just made a bet with Black Proud to see what you'll ask about the ring reward when you come back. Apparently ......"
Zuo Lu shook the object in his hand, it was a thing like a ghost drawing.
ββ¦β¦ I won. β
With a slight flick of his finger, it turned out to be two.
"The Black Covenant Ghost Seal, pasted on the enemy's body, can temporarily suppress the flow of the enemy's qi and blood. The effect is similar to that of the Black Family Exercises, but the effect is not so strong and lasts for a short time. Well, you help me win the bet, and we will each have a share. β
Zuo Lu smiled and handed over the things.
She said it lightly, but looking at Hei Ao's somewhat painful appearance, he knew that this thing was very valuable.
Fang Yu stretched out his hand to take it, and the moment he touched it, he actually felt that this ghost talisman was unexpectedly cold, as light as a thin sheet.
Carefully put it away, Fang Yu said: "When I win the championship in the ring, you can see the drawings together, and we will each have a day ice sword." β
He didn't have anything equivalent to Zuo Lu at hand, so he could only promise verbally first.
Zuo Lu's eyes were bent into a half moon, and his smile was even stronger, as if he had some kind of calculation: "Okay, but that thing, I think it's better for you not to have too much hope." β
Fang Yu was puzzled: "What do you say?" β
"Because it's a hassle to build." An impatient interjected one.
It's black arrogance.
He looked at Fang Yu depressedly, as if he was angry that he had just lost the bet.
"Not only do you need everything from the south to the north, but even if you succeed in building, it's not a real day ice sword."
Fang Yu was taken aback.
"Sure enough, it's a fake?"
"It's not a fake." At this time, the one who opened his mouth was left green.
She stroked her hair and continued, "To be exact, it should be ...... The remnant of the Daytime Ice Sword. β
"Remnant Sword?"
"Yes, Remnant Sword. It's kind of a shape, a container. The real Daytime Ice Sword still needs to capture a live [Dayice Spirit] and seal it into the remnant sword to be complete. Therefore, the drawings of the Day Ice Sword have been circulated a lot in the outside world, and they are not particularly rare, but the real Day Ice Sword has never reappeared. β
Spirit......
Fang Yu's face was strange.
Spirits, let alone seals, don't know where to find them.
No wonder they all say that the real Dayice Sword is missing, and no one can create feelings at all.
However, Fang Yu still had some ideas.
"Is this [Dayice Spirit] powerful? Where can I find it? β
Hei Ao smiled.
"You didn't even get the drawings, so you wanted to go so far? Don't ask, we don't know, or rather, all the people with the remnants of the Daylight Ice Sword are looking for the Dayice Spirit. When the remnant of the Daylight Ice Sword in your hand suddenly shatters, it means that someone has caught the Dayice Spirit. β
Good guys, put aside this urban legend.
Boom!!
At this moment, the sound of drums interrupted the conversation of the three of them.
"Here we go."
The three of them looked at each other, and each took out the red card from the entrance.
The red card on the left green is the first to turn green.
"Go first, giggle!"
A little green on your left toe and enter the ring.
Whoosh β
The rest of the people around him continued to enter the ring.
Soon it was full of a hundred people, and Hei Ao kept staring at the cards.
Unfortunately, it didn't change color in the end.
He showed a slightly regretful look, as if he really wanted to fight Zuo Lu.
Boom!
As soon as the ring sounded, the competition began.
The familiar battle of the hundred people, Fang Yu and Hei Ao's eyes were focused on Zuo Lu.
But soon, they found that Zuo Lu rarely made a move, and kept wandering on the edge of the ring, as if he was weak and would be out at any time.
But, this is fishing.
Whenever someone thinks this woman is easy to do, she will then be pushed out of the ring.
If she solves seven or eight people, no one will dare to provoke her casually.
On the contrary, the battle in the infield was extremely fierce.
Zuo Lu just stayed there and watched the play quietly.
When there were only a dozen people left, someone finally pointed the finger at her, but he was worried that she would take advantage of the fisherman.
Then, Zuo Lu disappeared like a ghost, and when he reappeared, he was already in the crowd, and with a light touch of his finger on the person's body, the person fell to the ground and did not move.
"Tricks."
The black arrogant next to him muttered a little unconvinced.
"What do you mean?"
Fang Yu said strangely.
"She ordered the human qi vein, and she fainted when she couldn't breathe it in one breath. This kind of move is useless to you and me, but to the weaker ones, one at a time - she doesn't want to fight properly at all. β
I see.
It's quite convenient.
Zuo Green's strength, needless to say.
I saw her whole person shuttling through the crowd like a ghost, and in a few clicks, she solved all the remaining people, and turned around to make a victory gesture to Fang Yu and the two.
"Humph! It's not refreshing at all! β
Hei Ao was still commenting, and Fang Yu didn't bother to care about him.
just glanced at it and found that there were indeed few strong opponents in the ring, and Zuo Lu's flat push was almost a matter of course.
Although Fang Yu had seen a lot of powerful foreign martial artists on the road before, the number of players participating in the competition was so large that it was naturally impossible to bump into them casually.
The people in the ring began to come down, and Zuo Lu also returned to the two of them.
"Whewβthat's it!"
She winked at Fang Yu: "How is it, it's okay." β
"Eight points."
Fang Yu gave a comment.
"It's boring. When I meet a one-on-one duel, don't keep your hands like this. β
Boom!!
The drums sounded again, and Fang Yu and Hei Ao took out their cards.
It's a pity that neither of them was selected this time, so they could only watch the competition boringly.
A scimitar-masked man with 800 blood won the competition.
"The strength is okay." Zuo Lu said.
"One move." Hei Ao said.
These two also learned from Fang Yu to be a commentator.
Then there were two more byes, and it was finally Fang Yu's turn.
"Why not me!!"
Black Proud was anxious.
Obviously, he said that the second ring was boring before.
Fang Yu ignored him, took the green card, jumped up, and jumped into the ring.
"Come on!" Zuo Green shouted.
"Give me all my strength, and I'll see if you're improving. Zuo Lu and I are ...... Hum! Hei Ao was also shouting, but was ignored by Fang Yu.
In a ring, Fang Yu realized that the number of spectators below was really large.
It's a mess.
On the contrary, the surrounding contestants are a little scarce in the huge ring.
[Bu Hongyun: 519/519.] γ
[Ling Gao Shuang: 620/620.] γ
[Zhuang Junying: 704/704.] γ
[Even: 742/742.] γ
casually swept around, and this wave of opponents was of good quality.
"Look at what, look!"
Bu Hongyun seemed to feel Island Fang Yu's gaze sweeping over, and glared at Fang Yu angrily.
Fang Yu beckoned to him kindly.
When Bu Hongyun was puzzled and thought that Fang Yu was sick in the brain......
Boom!
The drumming of the official start of the competition sounded.
Trample!!
In the next moment, Bu Hongyun only felt a flower in front of him, and when he fixed his eyes, he was the guy who was staring at him just now, wearing a red horn mask.
I saw the man grinning.
Syllable!
Something suddenly hit him in the face like an afterimage.
As soon as it was dark, the person fell directly to the ground and fell into a baby-like sleep.
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Red Crit!
Fang Yu looked at his hand.
"Like...... A little heavy on the start? Gotta control it. β
In the end, it's not really a life-and-death fight, don't kill yourself in this ring, you will be disqualified.
The three people next to Bu Hongyun seemed to be startled by Fang Yu, who suddenly appeared.
Looking at Bu Hongyun, who fell to the ground in an instant, the three of them glanced at each other, thinking that they had encountered hard stubble, and they tacitly surrounded Fang Yu and formed a trap.
But......
Fang Yu only leaned over his upper body slightly, and the person suddenly disappeared from the sight of the three of them.
Bang!
made Gao Shuang's back hurt, like being slapped in the face, staggered a few steps, and almost didn't catch his breath.
It hurts!!
And so fast!!
He drew his knife and slashed it with his backhand, but the man grabbed his right hand and threw it out.
As the person landed heavily, he realized that the person had fallen outside the ring.
Lost, lost?!
To put it mildly, in the first few seconds of the competition, I lost?!
Gao Shuang was a little suspicious of himself, and he had studied martial arts for many years, but he really didn't expect to be defeated so easily.
Listen to someone next to me excitedly shouting, 'That's it!' ''Hit hard!'' Give it your all! ''Good, good!'' It's much more comfortable than Zuo Lu's soft means! Go on! Gao Shuang looked up depressedly, only to see that the temporary companions who had just besieged and killed the horn mask with him were also thrown out of the ring at this moment.
Well, Gao Shuang is in a good mood now.
I'm not the only one who has feelings, I'm a waste.
Everyone's level is not very good, it turns out that they have met a master.
When his mentality is balanced, he will be at ease and stay in the audience below to see how the competition results.
In the ring.
Fang Yu solved four people in less than ten seconds at the beginning, and it felt very easy.
These foreign warriors don't seem to be as powerful as they think.
In other words, although many people have some martial arts and high blood volume, they are really much weaker than the elites he has seen, such as Li Thirteen or Zhuo Xue'er.
There is a kind of rush that the blood bar does not match the strength.
Of course, it can also be said that for people like Zhuo Xueer, the gold content of the blood bar is a bit higher than the average level.
In short, Fang Yu found that except for a few people who needed to use more means to stimulate some bone meal, everyone else was easy to take.
Simply, Fang Yu didn't pretend anymore.
"I'm going to hit ten!!"
With a kick under his feet, a man rushes into the crowd like a cannonball, and wherever there is a fight, there is him.
Fang Yu didn't dare to use too much force, so he didn't dare to use Yuan Ti Gong indiscriminately.
Most of the time, they grabbed other people's sleeves and threw them out of the ring with lightning speed.
For a while, in the ring, there were people who were thrown high in a row, and then fell outside the ring like dumplings under a hot pot.
The most exciting time was when five or six people landed together, almost hitting the audience, and it was so lively to watch.
Some people were still attacked, and after getting up, they were dizzy and yelled at the ring.
"Sneak attack! Don't talk about martial arts! β
"Have the ability to fight head-on! What kind of ability to throw us out! β
"I can still fight! I can still fight! Highly requested for a rematch! β
At the beginning, the people in the inner circle of the ring didn't take Fang Yu in their eyes, thinking that it was a madman who came to send him to death.
But as more and more people were thrown out by Fang Yu, wherever Fang Yu passed, there would be trapeze.
Others became unaware of Fang Yu.
As has happened in the flower ring.
More than twenty people suddenly began to unite and surrounded Fang Yu.
Fang Yu didn't ink, the enemy slashed at him, took a small half step back to avoid it, grabbed the enemy's wrist with his backhand, and threw it at the people behind, and the people overturned five or six people on their backs.
These people are temporary cooperation, there is no tacit understanding, and it is easy to find a breakthrough.
Fang Yu parried the attacking attack twice, then rushed over, grabbed the ankles of the two who fell to the ground, and threw them directly out of the ring.
The remaining few people were about to get up, but they were thrown out by Fang Yu for two.
"Strange, strange!"
"Grab the master! He will not be good at the sword! Let's go together! β
The sword attacked, Fang Yuzheng snorted, pulled out the sword of the son and mother to block it, and after opening it with force, he kicked it out with a backhand.
The man screamed miserably, and he couldn't get up for a long time holding his stomach.
When he gritted his teeth and looked up at Fang Yu, he found that Fang Yu had already turned like a gale, and he was still holding one person in each hand.
As soon as they let go, the two flew out of the ring.
At this time, there were not many people left on the field.
They didn't even have the will to fight, they just felt that in the war of their flock of sheep, a tiger jumped in, it was not a dimensional at all, it was rattled and killed, and there was no backhand!
Accompanied by the last person, Fang Yu chased and fled to the edge of the ring, looked back at Fang Yu who was chasing and killed, and took the initiative to jump out of the ring.
This competition is officially over.
The audience all looked at Fang Yu, the winner, blankly, and only felt that they had watched a farce.
"That's it...... Win? β
"No, in the previous competition, the one that was not a fierce battle to determine the winner, how did you get here, such a child's play?"
"What the hell is this guy with a bull's head mask? This hand grappling kung fu is absolutely amazing. β
"Before the competition, there has never been such a person, it's worth noting, aren't they those masters from well-known sects?"
"What do you know, the wild people, and the strong people!"
"Capture the master horn man! Make a note of this person! β
What horn people? It's ugly.
As soon as Fang Yu got out of the ring, he heard the nickname and was speechless.
(End of chapter)