Chapter Twenty-Eight, Two Beats, One
In a group of insults, a new round of competition draws began, Lu Xiaohao was full of excitement, if you want to draw a bye, then you can make a big deal, then you will directly enter the finals, at worst you can mix the third place, and the reward is not ordinary.
So after drawing the lot, Lu Xiaohao didn't open it for the first time, but held the lottery and sincerely thanked the emperor and the queen of heaven and the gods from all walks of life, hoping to bring him good luck.
Squinting at the other four people who had already drawn lots, they all looked at themselves with strange expressions, Lu Xiaohao was very puzzled, and carefully opened his paper lot, and his chest was full of joy in an instant, the fairy appeared, it was really an empty lot numbered three.
"Hahahaha! Ancestors bless! The exaggerated sound pierced the eardrum and pierced the ear fiercely.
This shit is a matter of luck - to the final.
A group of people in the audience were reluctant to speak, so they could only scold: "I'm grass!" ”
Ignoring the scolding from the audience, Lu Xiaohao said to the other four: "A few brothers, I agreed." After speaking, he shook his head and jumped off the competition platform, how to look at it and how to owe a beating.
When he came to the audience where Zong Ling was, he bowed to Zong Ling, took out a maza from the storage bracelet, and sat down next to Zong Ling.
The mouth is still chattering: "I'm tired to death, I have to rest quickly, prepare for the next game, look at our luck, if the next game also draws a bye, this group of goods don't know if they will be stunned a few, just a game, as for such a big emotion, it looks like a daughter-in-law was stolen." ”
Zong Ling, who was on the side, saw that Ren Wushu had been looking at her with a smile, and felt a little embarrassed, so he gently kicked Lu Xiaohao with his foot.
"What's the matter, Master? I'm in the finals, this game is not as difficult as you said before, you wait for me to get another bye, the second place will be stable, and then your old man will have a light on his face. ”
What are women most afraid of? Of course it's old, especially when it's said to be old, so Lu Xiaohao's words have already made Zong Ling raise his eyebrows a few times without knowing it, because the duel on the martial arts stage has begun, Lu Xiaokan looks very carefully, and is ready to find out the moves of several people on the stage.
Zong Ling kicked him again, this time with a bit of strength.
Lu Xiaohao jumped up all of a sudden, rubbed his ass in pain and said, "Master, what are you doing?" ”
Zong Ling glared at him and said, "Don't hurry up and give the sect master a salute!" ”
Lu Xiaohao looked at Ren Wushu and hurriedly said: "I didn't know that the sect master was here, please atone for your sins and give the sect master a salute!" ”
Ren Wushu waved his hand: "Forget about hypocrisy, I wonder how your previous master taught you, how to fight against people and only greet them in three ways." ”
"What did he teach me, there is no hair, I have summed up the experience in the process of fighting with beasts, no matter how awesome the beast is, as long as the next three roads are controlled, basically there is no running, and it has been tried and tested."
"This is not a means of survival, to control the next three roads, you must be unprepared to attack it, you use a dagger, appropriately."
"Thank you, Sect Master, is there anything the Sect Master can teach me?"
"You kid can climb up the pole."
"There's no way, I thought that I would come to our Guiyuan Sect and I could eat and dress without worry, but who knew that I would know when I came, and I still had to do it myself."
Ren Wushu nodded and said: "How can there be a free meal ticket in the world, the young man still has to work hard, how are you going to fight in the next game, you will be the lowest in my stands." ”
"If you can mix it, you can mix it, and if you can't mix it, the third place is stable, and I am content, and the reward of the third place can be eaten for a while."
"Don't you have too high ideals? Just to be fed. ”
"Let's not go hungry yet." Lu Xiaohao's typical barefoot attitude of not being afraid of wearing shoes made Zong Ling and Ren Wushu speechless.
Soon, the competition on the stage ended, and the remaining three of Lian Lu Xiaohao will play the final round.
Lu Xiaohao thought that the three of them still needed to draw lots, and they were ready to show their skills, who knew that the rules of the last two games had changed.
The presiding elder said: "According to the rules, the remaining three people will no longer draw lots, but compete in pairs, and the one who wins the most games wins, does anyone give up at this time?" If so, say it now. ”
The elder glanced at the three people on the stage, and saw that none of them said they wanted to give up, so he continued: "The three of you are very good, okay, let's start the game, and don't give up halfway." ”
"Wait Elder." Lu Xiaohao hurriedly said.
The elder was very upset when he was interrupted, and said with a frown, "What's the matter with you?" ”
"Elder, why is it not allowed to give up in the middle, if the other party is too powerful, isn't it looking for abuse if you don't give up?"
"You're only thinking about this now, it's late, the three of you are in a big fight, start!" After saying that, the elder dodged and left, and at the same time activated the formation of the competition platform.
"Hey, hey! - Elder, you can't do this, so how can you divide the winners and losers? Lu Xiaohao said eagerly.
"If you lie down and can't get up, you won't lose." The elder's fluttering voice came out.
"Can you still play like this?" The elder said no more.
The three of them occupied three positions with each other on guard, and the other two were both sword-wielders, Lu Xiaohao said: "Two senior brothers, my cultivation is relatively low, you fight first, how about it?" ”
"When we both lose, will you let you pick up the bargain?" One of them said unhappily, and after speaking, he glanced at the other person, the best of the two strong and one weak is of course to abolish the one with the lowest cultivation first, otherwise they can't let go of their hands and feet, and let others pick up this kind of cheap It would be a fool, obviously, none of the people who can get this far are that kind of brainless.
The other two quickly reached a consensus, so they stopped being verbose, and attacked Lu Xiaohao together, this is a dead move, no matter what, Lu Xiaohao can't beat it, and there is nowhere to hide.
But standing and being beaten was not his style, so he bit his teeth and crossed his heart, took out his dagger and attacked a guy whose cultivation he felt was a little lower.
Although Lu Xiaohao's moves looked sharp, the gap in his cultivation was too big, and his attack was easily defused by the opponent's move, and the other person took advantage of his back door to open wide and smashed his back with the blade of his sword.
Lu Xiaohao only felt a suffocating pain, and when he fell to the ground, he didn't move, and he could hear the sound of his sternum breaking.
Zong Ling, who was on the stage, saw that Lu Xiaohao was vomiting blood in his mouth, and stood up immediately. Ren Wushu said: "Elder Zongling doesn't have to worry, that kid is measured, and your disciple is a little guilty, so it's no big deal." ”
Lu Xiaohao, who was lying on the ground, struggled to remember, but the pain in his chest made him unable to breathe.
After the other two determined that Lu Xiaohao was abolished, they immediately dodged and dodged, hostile to each other, and now there are only the two of them left on the stage, and the climax of the competition is approaching.