The rules of the game are very simple, that is, one side will be awarded a loss if they take the initiative to admit defeat or have their body armor destroyed, and then touch the rope on the edge of the field, or be knocked out of the field directly.

"Shen Jian!

A group of fans outside the stadium erupted into very piercing screams, and Lin Zhou couldn't help but cover his ears.

"Shen Jianzai is too strong! That knife is too fast! Sure enough, the world's martial arts are only fast and unbreakable! Alas...... My clan brother is too unlucky!But losing in the hands of Shen Jian, he can still hold on for five minutes, even if he loses, it is still a kind of glory!" Yan Ming shook his head vigorously, just felt that the Yan family was unlucky, but there was not much regret on his face.

After that, Lin Zhou watched the competition elsewhere with the small team, and in this qualifier, Lin Zhou paid attention to it, as Yan Ming said, the highest cultivation was only the peak of the seventh order, and there was not even an eighth-order martial artist at all, so there was no difficulty for Lin Zhou at all.

The only thing that made Lin Zhou have some interest was a martial artist like Shen Jian who had some special skills, such as practicing the knife so quickly, and he didn't know if fighting him would give him a chance to cut Lin Zhou's body.

With the end of the first batch of 100 people, the second batch of 100 people has also begun, there are sergeants in the field shouting the number, after being shouted to the number of the warriors heard, will enter the designated competition platform, and then start the competition.

Among the first batch of 50 pairs of martial artists, there are those who are vacant in the martial arts arena, and after about ten minutes, they will be connected to the second batch of martial arts personnel, and then the third and fourth batches. In the ensuing competition, the other six members of the seven members of the small team all appeared one after another. The cultivation is too low, and all of them lose without exception.

After all, the age of these people is there, and their cultivation is only at the fifth order, and at most the early stage of the sixth order, and their combat experience is also very poor. However, their mentality is very good, and when they came here, they were just to increase their knowledge, and they were not discouraged at all if they lost.

Lin Zhou had not been drawn yet, and after watching the contest that Yan Ming lost, he followed the rest of the small team to another contest table. It is said that there is another seventh-order peak powerhouse here, who is known as the third son of the Li family in Yunsha City, who is known as the iron-handed force. Nineteen years old. The weapon is a pair of bronze gloves of the sixth grade.

"The Li family is the third place in the last ranking, and the iron hand Li Rong is also known as the spicy hand Li Rong, and he uses a pair of five-grade black iron gloves on weekdays, but he didn't expect to be refined to six grades by their Li family before the competition. His iron hands were strange. There are few rivals among his peers. It is said that the strength is second only to the fast knife player Shen Jian. will definitely be able to help the Li family get another piece of the top 100 order. As he walked, Yan Ming introduced himself to Lin Zhou, so that he could show his erudition in front of his companions. Knowing everything.

When a group of people came to the side of the competition stage, the two sides of the competition had already entered the field, and when they saw Li Rong's opponent in this competition, Lin Zhou couldn't help but froze...... This man is actually ...... Lin Dong!?

That's right?

Lin Zhou was not mistaken, the person who competed with Li Rong was indeed Lin Dong, and each family participating in the competition got three qualification tokens, although Lin Dong's martial arts were low, he still wanted to have a long experience in the Hundred Schools of Thought Competition, so he sneaked out of Lin Jiabao and came to Yunsha City.

Lin Dong also signed up for the qualifiers, but he drew Li Rong in the first round, which was really not ordinarily bad. But it didn't matter to him, with his current cultivation in the middle of the fifth order, no matter what opponent he encountered, it was impossible to win. Even if he encounters someone weaker than him, he will not have a chance to enter the third round if he enters the second round, not to mention that there is a fourth round later.

Lin Dong was holding a five-grade Nether Sword that had been polished by Lin Zhou, and eight ~ nine times out of ten it was stolen from his father Lin Zhenhai. Although Lin Zhou now had two seventh-grade long swords on his body, he also knew that with Lin Dong's current strength, even if he was given a heavenly sword, it would be impossible to defeat the seventh-order peak Li Rong, so Lin Zhou did not show up, but just mixed in the small team and observed in the martial arts arena.

"Li Rong's martial arts object is surnamed Lin, he won't know you, right?" After Yan Ming saw the competition card, he asked Lin Zhou with a lot of mouths.

"It's my brother. After Lin Zhou was asked by Yan Ming, he directly admitted it.

"It's from your family, how many levels of cultivation have you reached?" Feng Lian immediately asked Lin Zhou quickly.

"The middle of the fifth order seems to be. Lin Zhou replied to Feng Lian.

"Dare to challenge Li Rong in the middle of the fifth order, your Lin family really has the courage! By the way, that Li Rong is known as the spicy hand Li Rong, his temper is not very good, he is ruthless and reckless, and when the time comes, it is likely to seriously hurt your clan brother, so let him quickly admit defeat and step down!" Chen Xiang and Lin Zhou said.

"Isn't this contest point-to-point?" Lin Zhou was not worried about this, many of the contests he had seen before, although some of them were extremely thrilling, but there had never been a phenomenon of seriously injuring the opponent or even killing the opponent.

"It's true that the point is up, but as long as you don't kill the opponent, it's not a violation, and the tournament party will always be more tolerant of these big families. The hot-handed Li Rong personality is very perverted...... Your brother should be more careful when he falls into his hands. Chen Xiang pursed his lips at Lin Zhou with disdain, and then turned to look at the martial arts arena.

The contest was announced.

Lin Dong clasped his fists and saluted Li Rong, and said something like a lot of advice with a humble attitude. That Li Rong didn't reply to Lin Dong's words with an arrogant look, he didn't even look at Lin Dong, and flirted with his female fans around the tournament platform with a very frivolous expression, and didn't take the opponent in his eyes at all.

Although he knew that his strength was low, Lin Dong was still a very face-saving person, and he was still a little angry when he saw that Li Rong was not polite at all, so he took out the long sword in his hand and stabbed at Li Rong.

Although he knew that he would definitely lose, the opportunity for this kind of martial arts competition was really rare, and after experiencing it, he would more or less improve his actual combat experience, right? This is also Lin Dong's very simple idea when he came to participate in the martial arts competition.

Li Rong was talking to the fans on the sidelines, but when Lin Dong's long sword was about to reach him, he calmly stretched out his hands wearing six-grade dark iron gloves, one hand grabbed the blade of Lin Dong's five-grade nether sword with great precision, and the other hand turned into a knife shape and slashed at Lin Dong's throat.

This hand knife was so fast and heavy that Lin Dong couldn't dodge it at all, and the Xuanjia of his body was instantly emptied of nearly ninety percent, and at the same time, his throat was hit hard, his face was swollen, and he couldn't say anything when he opened his mouth.

He should have known the strength of the other party, and wanted to admit defeat.

Lin Zhou couldn't help frowning......

At this moment, Li Rong suddenly stepped forward, grabbed one of Lin Dong's arms with two hands from behind, and then his body instantly turned over for two weeks in an instant with the action of skipping rope, twisting Lin Dong's two arms into a twisted shape, and the sound of a broken bone sounded, and Lin Dong's screams finally sounded, but he still couldn't shout.

After Li Rong landed, he kicked Lin Dong's buttocks, kicking him directly out of the arena.

It all happened so fast that the people on the sidelines didn't even see it clearly, and the contest was over.

Then, only the extremely miserable screams of Lin Dong, whose arm was broken on the sidelines, were left......

Li Rong had a calm and breezy expression, and picked up Lin Dong's five-grade Netherworld Sword from the ground of the competition platform. When everyone thought that he would throw the sword back to Lin Dong, he suddenly grabbed the blade of the sword with two iron hands and suddenly broke the blade of the Wupin Nether Sword with all his strength, and then threw the remnant sword towards Lin Dong who was outside the court, and then turned around and made a grimace at his female fans and posed.

When Lin Zhou on the sidelines reacted, everything was already over. Of course, if he rushed into the arena just now, it would be regarded as interfering with the competition, and he would be immediately disqualified from the competition, and his family would also have to accept a huge fine.

"Like Li Rong, who deliberately hurts people and deliberately damages people's weapons, doesn't the competition party care?" Lin Zhou knew the rules of the competition, and in order to avoid being accidentally disqualified, he could only rush to the referee of this competition and questioned the referee loudly.

"As long as one side of the game does not admit defeat and the Xuanjia is not destroyed, the other side can continue to attack! And no one is killed, so Li Rong's approach does not violate the rules, you quickly retreat, and Hugh will affect the next competition!" The referee waved his hand to Lin Zhou impatiently, and then notified the sergeant beside him, asking the sergeant to arrange the next competition as soon as possible.

"Poor hillbilly!" Li Rong noticed Lin Zhou, who was theorizing with the referee, but he deliberately walked over with a big sting, and made a gesture of sticking out his finger at Lin Zhou, with a very disdainful look on his face and threw a sentence.

"You're dead!" Lin Zhou walked up to Li Rong and replied to him coldly.

"Hahahahaha...... Country boy, you have a kind! I'm waiting for you!" Li Rong laughed a few times and walked away with the fans. Li Rong's group of fans also exaggerated Lin Zhou's contempt, and threw all kinds of ugly and threatening words together.

"Don't worry about him, he just likes to torture people, his personality is a little perverted~ perverted, his reputation has never been very good, and he is not specifically aimed at your brother. Yan Ming grabbed Lin Zhou and whispered a few words of persuasion.

"You have to have the strength to do it! Is the Li family so easy to provoke? What is the difference between looking for trouble with Li Rong and looking for death? Young Master Lin, you better hurry up and take a look at your brother's injuries. Feng Lian also helped persuade Lin Zhou a few words on the side.

Lin Zhou ignored them and walked over to Lin Dong, who was almost unconscious due to injury and pain, and at this time a military doctor had already come over to conduct a simple examination of Lin Dong's injuries. Yan Ming wanted to follow, but was stopped by Feng Lian, reminding him that the young man had a feud with the hot hand Li Rong just now, and asked Yan Ming and Lin Zhou not to get too close, so as not to get into trouble. (To be continued......)