Lu Tianyu turned a deaf ear to the cynicism that sounded from time to time in the field, and returned to his previous position as if no one was around him all the way. net

Only the winner will be able to return to the original position.

"Waste!" Lu Tianyu had just stood still, and immediately, an unusually loud cold snort came from not far away.

Lu Tianyu's face sank, and he quickly followed the prestige, only to see that this person was Wang Zhao who slapped Liu Feng before.

"What do you see? What if I scold you? Even Sun Renjie's garbage will take half an hour to defeat, is it wrong for me to scold you?" Seeing this, Wang Zhao immediately looked at the sky with his eyes and completely disdainful of Lu Tianyu.

"In my opinion, you're not even as good as trash!" Lu Tianyu immediately sneered when he heard this.

"What are you talking about? Kind of say it again?" Wang Zhao heard this, his face suddenly turned red with pork liver, and he looked like he was about to go crazy.

"In my eyes, you're not even as good as garbage!" Lu Tianyu didn't even look at him, retracted his gaze and said slowly.

"Boy, you are looking for death!" Wang Zhao was furious when he heard this, and as soon as his body moved, he wanted to beat someone.

"What are you doing? Don't you want to participate in the big competition?" At this moment, a disciple who was maintaining order on the spot quickly stepped forward and shouted angrily at Wang Zhao.

"Senior brother, the misunderstanding is just a small misunderstanding. When Wang Zhao heard this, he hurriedly explained with a smile.

"Hmph, remember, don't make trouble, if not, you will be disqualified immediately!" the disciple dropped a sentence and quickly brushed his sleeves away.

"Boy, you remember for me, if I meet you in the competition, I will definitely let you survive but not die!" Seeing the disciple walking away, Wang Zhao immediately lowered his voice and shouted with gritted teeth.

"I hope this moment will come sooner!" Lu Tianyu smiled coldly, not taking this person into account at all.

"Hmph, you're dead!" Wang Zhao stood in place with a huff, his fists clenched.

For what happened between Lu Tianyu and the two, it was just a small episode, and Dabi continued to be in full swing.

An hour later, it was Wang Zhao's turn to play.

Coincidentally, the opponent was a person whose strength was at the peak of the early stage of the War Monarch.

Wang Zhao immediately sprinkled all his anger on the opponent, and when he did all the tricks, he did not exceed ten moves, and stepped on the opponent with one foot, making the opponent lose the power to resist in an instant.

Zuihou, in the opponent's begging for mercy, Wang Zhao viciously kicked this person a few times, kicked him bloody, broke several ribs, and then let him leave the field.

Returning to the same place, Wang Zhao immediately looked at Lu Tianyu with a sneer, and said with a fierce sneer: "Boy, have you seen it, that person just now is your end, but when the time comes, even if you beg for mercy, I will not let you go, I will torture you to death before I can vent this evil breath in my heart!"

When Lu Tianyu heard this, he didn't bother to pay attention to him, and looked forward quietly, waiting for the start of the next competition.

For Wang Zhao, Lu Tianyu has already made a judgment in his heart, I hope it would be good to meet him sooner.

Time passed quietly, and the first day passed quickly in the midst of everyone's relishing.

After several rounds of elimination, from the three hundred and eight people who participated at the beginning, Zuihou only had 70 people left.

This means that a total of three rounds of elimination were held, and each participating disciple participated in two battles.

If it is according to the normal procedure, after the three rounds of elimination, it should be 77 people left, but, because in some games, the two fought and lost both, and their injuries were dying, and they had already lost the strength to fight again, or they were directly killed on the spot, so there were only 70 people left in Zuihou to participate in the second day's big competition.

There was nothing to say all night, and all the participating disciples rested quietly all night, waiting for the next day to fight again.

On the second day, around 8 o'clock, Dabi continued.

When the time came, Chaos Zi and the others immediately took their places on the high platform, and the master of ceremonies, Xie Le, after asking the sect master, immediately glanced at everyone in the audience and announced that the second day of the big competition would begin.

Today's big competition, still the same as yesterday, is a round-robin knockout.

Lu Tianyu and others quickly came to the stage and drew out their respective opponents.

After yesterday's elimination, the ultimatum in the box is now renumbered and arranged according to the numbers from one to seventy, and as yesterday, the Great Elder will open the seal on the ultimatum in each person's hand to reveal their opponents.

Lu Tianyu looked down at the ultimatum in his hand, only to see that it was written: "No. 9, No. 70!"

"You guys go down first, get ready, Dabi is about to start!" Xie Le explained to everyone with a smile, and his tone was obviously much more affectionate than yesterday, because the remaining seventy people can hold on to it until now, it can be seen that they are not weak and worthy of respect.

"One, come in!"

"Opponent No. 1, enter the field!"

In Xie Le's shouting, the two participating disciples turned into Changhong and flew into the battlefield one after another.

Both of these have reached the peak of the middle stage of the Battle Monarch, and their strength is similar and not equal.

The war lasted for about half an hour, and then it ended in a losing ending.

The second game, the beginning.

"Two, let's go!"

"Huh" I saw a rich green light flashing, and Sun Bing had already arrived at the battlefield in an instant, standing proudly in place.

Except for the confrontation with Du Hai in the first battle yesterday, Sun Bing's later opponents were all inferior to him in strength, and within ten moves, he was knocked to the ground and admitted defeat and withdrew.

Therefore, today's Sun Bing, in the minds of the disciples of the Guanli ceremony, already has enough popularity and prestige, in the eyes of everyone, Sun Bing is undoubtedly the strongest dark horse in this competition, the top ten of the Tianjiao list is absolutely no problem, and it is even possible to win the first place with the invincible "Golden Gun Peerless" of the Sun family.

"Sun Bing, Sun Bing......" When the disciples saw Sun Bing's extraordinary bearing, they immediately couldn't help but shout loudly, and countless waves of sound instantly converged into one and rushed straight into the nine skies, quickly pushing the atmosphere of the scene to a high tide.

When Sun Bing heard this, he always maintained a confident smile on his face, and nodded slightly to the disciples outside the court, looking like a big man.

"Opponent No. 2, enter!" In Xie Le's shout, another rich green lightning bolt suddenly pierced the sky and quickly jumped into the arena.

Standing firm and seeing his appearance clearly, immediately, the screams of countless female disciples sounded in the field: "Senior Brother Wu, Senior Brother Wu......"

This person is the handsome and dashing and personable Wu Liangyi.

With his handsome appearance and extraordinary strength, Wu Liangyi can be said to be popular among thousands of female disciples of the Chaos Sect, and for a while, his popularity instantly surpassed Sun Bing and became the focus of attention of everyone in the field.

Seeing this, Sun Bing's eyes couldn't help but quickly flash a faint trace of murderous aura, as the pride of the sky in the family, he has always been above the top, and he is used to being respected, and now, Wu Liangyi in front of him actually stole his own limelight, it is really damned.

"Senior Brother Wu, it's polite!" The murderous aura was fleeting, and Sun Bing immediately forcibly showed a smile and clenched his fists slightly.

"Senior Brother Sun, be polite!" Wu Liangyi always had a charming smile on his face, and even when he spoke, he was so polite and gentle.

"Hmph, hypocrite, I will definitely beat you to your knees and beg for mercy, look at how those female disciples still have a soft spot for you!" Sun Bing couldn't help muttering in his heart, patted the storage bag on his waist with his right hand, and took out the golden spear.

With the golden gun in hand, the momentum on Sun Bing's whole body immediately climbed wildly at a speed that could be seen by the naked eye, and at a glance, it was difficult to see Sun Bing's true face in the entire field, and it seemed that Sun Bing at this moment had become one with the golden gun.

Seeing this, Wu Liangyi's face instantly became extremely solemn, and his right hand lightly slapped his waist, and he immediately took out his weapon.

This is the first time that Wu Liangyi has taken out his weapon in the competition, because in yesterday's competition, the opponents were people who were much weaker than him, and the opponents either obediently admitted defeat or lost in several moves, and Wu Liangyi did not have to use weapons at all.

His weapon, like the others, was very suave, and turned out to be a folding fan.

This kind of folding fan can only be used by those real scholars and literati on the mainland, but what I didn't expect was that Wu Liangyi would use it as a weapon.

It is no wonder that Wu Liangyi in the past, before joining the Chaos Gate, was a real student, and with his rich five cars, when he was less than sixteen years old, he was admitted to the champion of his country, which became a hot talk.

It's just that later Wu Liangyi met an elder of the Chaos Sect, because he had a strange skeleton and excellent talent, he was directly accepted by the elder as a closed disciple and brought to the sect to be vigorously cultivated.

Wu Liangyi is also a nostalgic person, although he started to be a monk from Rong, but he still has some difficulty in giving up his past knowledge, so he used to use the fan of the scholar to refine his own natal magic weapon.

"Smack!" Wu Liangyi waved his right hand slightly, and the folding fan in his hand immediately opened infinitely elegantly, once again winning the cheers and shouts of countless female disciples outside the venue.

"Senior Brother Wu, take it!" The corners of Sun Bing's mouth couldn't help twitching slightly, and the golden gun in his hand shook suddenly, like a dragon going to sea, viciously stabbing towards Wu Liangyi's heart.

As soon as he made a move, it was the Sun family's golden gun.

Seeing this, Wu Liangyi immediately pushed the folding fan in his hand forward, and suddenly, thousands of green rays quickly burst out from it, instantly turning into a huge green shield, blocking the front.

"Click" seemed to be devastated, and in the flickering of golden light, the golden spear quickly pierced the green shield and stabbed on the folding fan.

But the tip of the golden gun is only an inch into the fan, and it is powerless to continue, and it is difficult to move forward a single bit.

"Come and don't be rude, Senior Brother Sun, you can also take me and try it!" Wu Liangyi shook the fan in his hand suddenly, threw the golden gun away, and in the midst of the loud shouts, the folding fan in his hand shook forward.

"Boom...... Immediately, there were ten thousand green blades, which roared out from the fan one after another, covering Sun Bing overwhelmingly.

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