Chapter 68 Third Round, Tower!

Seeing that Mu Chen was interested, Liu Fei's eyebrows immediately danced, "There are a lot of tricks! The most common thing is to bet on the odds, and bet on a martial artist, if this martial artist wins the championship, then it will be considered a victory." And then there are bets on who will step down first, who will get the red embroidery first, and so on."

"Liu Fei, lend me some money. Mu Chen suddenly spoke, which made Liu Fei stunned.

"Well, borrowing money, do you also want to gamble? Do you have a good martial artist, or do you want to suppress yourself?"

Mu Chen nodded, "That's right, I'm going to bet on myself! Bet on me to win the championship in one fell swoop!"

Mu Chen's words were loud, revealing a strong confidence. It is said that confident men are the most attractive, although Mu Chen is not a "man", at best he is a boy, but this situation is also full of pride, which makes Liu Fei's eyes shine.

"So confident! Your odds are one to one. The odds of winning are really not big, but if you're confident, I'll pay you a gamble! I'll bet on you, and if you win, you'll get half of it, and if you lose, it's mine!"

Mu Chen hurriedly waved his hand, "How can this work, isn't this a loss for you." You can lend me a little money. After I win, I will pay you back with interest. ”

Liu Fei glared at Mu Chen, "What are mother-in-law and mother doing!

Mu Chen was embarrassed, but on the topic of whether he could win, Mu Chen surged with confidence, "Okay then." How much are you going to bet?"

Liu Fei smiled, "Ten thousand taels!"

In the afternoon, the scorching sun was thick, and the third round of talent competition began as scheduled.

Come to the game. Mu Chen was surprised to find that the nine rings in the arena were all put together to form a bigger ring. And on top of this ring, there is a ten-meter-high thing that spans one zhang and is made of wood that resembles a three-sided tower.

And on top of this tower, a red embroidery is very delicate against the backdrop of the sun!

"Okay, old and young masters, fathers and fellow villagers, and students from all over the world. I am Song Ming! The third round of the Elite Martial Arts Conference is finally about to begin, and the winners of the three groups will receive a hard-to-find first-class martial arts cheats. Such a good opportunity. Are you ready, contestants?"

"I'll briefly explain the rules of the third round. Song Ming smiled slightly and pointed to the tower behind him, "As you can see, this tower ring is the venue for the third round of competition." The ten participating warriors, each showing their magical powers, snatching the embroidery on the top of the tower, and keeping it for more than ten seconds, is the winner!"

"In the middle of the race, the person who falls in the ring will be disqualified. Those who fall to the ground and fall unconscious will be disqualified from the competition. During the game, there will be no pauses, no admitting defeat, and no rest. And it is not allowed to use weapons and hidden weapons."

"Okay, without further ado, now, invite the ten martial artists of the junior group to come to the stage and sign a life and death contract!"

Mu Chen turned his head and glanced at Liu Fei next to him. Seeing the encouragement in the latter's eyes, he smiled slightly, then came to the ring, jumped on the ring, and jumped into the ring.

Signing a contract of life and death means that in this competition, life and death have their own destiny, even if they are killed, they are self-inflicted. In this country where martial arts are prevalent, even if it is just a martial arts meeting with the nature of playing and encouraging juniors, there is bloody cruelty behind it.

As long as you are close to Wu, there will be no mercy at all. Because martial arts is not a dance technique, it is not a fist embroidered leg, the purpose of practicing martial arts is to strengthen the body and kill people!

After signing the contract of life and death, everyone in the field issued a number according to their own number, and embroidered it on the back of each warrior to show distinction.

The others, he didn't pay attention. The only thing that caught his concern was the two young warriors whose strength was above him.

No. 54, Xia Peng, who has a strength of two hundred and fifty catties!

No. 80, Hu Ting, who has a strength of 210 catties!

plus himself, No. 201, Mu Chen, who has a force of two hundred catties.

These three people have received the greatest attention, because if nothing else, the champion is born from these three people.

Ten people stood in a circle around the tower, and then with Song Ming's order, the finals had already begun!

"Play, let's go!"

As soon as Song Ming's words fell, ten figures rushed out at the same time, and everyone was vigorous, stepping towards the high platform, wanting to reach the top!

However, at this moment, the contradiction was aroused!

The tower has three sides, each of which is no more than one zhang, or three meters. If you want to reach the top, you need a certain amount of development space, that is, if a warrior wants to climb the tower, he needs at least a meter range.

In other words, even if ten people are peacefully working together, one of them must be eliminated!

The typical wolf has more meat and less meat!

All the people with eyesight inside and outside the field have discovered this thing. I started to nervous involuntarily.

This is just the beginning, and who will be eliminated?

Wow, wow, wow!

Above the tower, there was a sound of tapping. On three sides of the tower, Mu Chen, Xia Peng, and Hu Ting each had a very tacit understanding, and they didn't seem to want to clash at the first time.

After all, everyone hasn't even approached the red embroidery now, and if they start a conflict now, wouldn't it be cheaper for others?

The three of them rushed towards Lu Shang with the help of momentum, but there was another person, who was directly excluded and had no place to step forward, and immediately red-eyed, thought for a while, and then rushed towards Mu Chen's side.

The corner of Mu Chen's eyes swept to the martial artist, came to his side, and sneered, but he didn't pay attention to it. After the warrior rushed to Mu Chen's side, he raised his hand and hit a warrior on this side, wanting to snatch the position of the warrior. But he didn't expect that the warrior who was targeted by him turned around and stabbed him directly in the heart, his movements were clean and neat, very sharp, and after the latter was hit, he stiffened and fell directly to the ground before he even had time to shout.

Stealing chickens doesn't make rice!

After the martial artist eliminated the tenth person with one move, he was already a few positions behind the others, so he hurriedly followed.

Mu Chen didn't care about this, but went straight to the ground, and with the help of the momentum, he rushed up to a height of five or six meters, and the inertia finally stopped. I had to use my hands and feet to climb up.

And as he continued to step forward, Mu Chen found a serious problem again!

This tall tower has a large base below, but it is constantly shrinking towards the top, and when it reaches the spire, each side can only accommodate one person standing at most. In other words, if you want to compete for the embroidery, then you must expel all the other warriors on your side from power!