Chapter 176: Bitao Pavilion Lu Liang

"No!"

"Die, you brute!"

With the complete use of the mad tiger to step into the sky nine steps, his momentum turned into a translucent huge hammer, and in Ziliang's frightened and unwilling look, it was crushed away.

Rumble!

The ring trembled violently twice, and the smoke and dust made it impossible for everyone to peek into the scene, but as time passed, the smoke and dust that permeated the ring gradually disappeared, revealing the scene inside.

I saw that the exuberant aura of the wild tiger had dissipated, he was covered in blood, and his flesh was full of cracks, like a piece of porcelain about to break, but a pair of tiger eyes were extremely bright, and there was no sense of decadence.

On the other hand, Ziliang knelt on the ground on his knees, his hands hung down to his sides, his head was lowered, and drops of blood dripped down his hair and fell to the ground, making a tick-tock sound, and his body was completely lifeless.

"Winner!

At this time, a deacon elder in charge of the competition of various sects appeared in the ring, chanting the name of the winner, showing admiration on his face, and showing respect and flattery in his words, because he knew that even if the Wild Tiger could not hold the next ten games, what was waiting for him was not obscurity, but the core disciple in the future.

"Can you hold on?" the deacon-elder asked with concern.

The mad tiger shook his head and did not answer, but walked in front of Ziliang's corpse, squatted down gently, put it on his shoulder, and said without looking back: "I won't compete in the next competition, I will bury him next to my father, so that he can confess his mistakes to his father and mother forever." ”

With that, the Tiger left the ring leaving only a strong back.

"This person is outstanding in both character and strength, and he is a bloody man!"

Mo Xie on the high platform looked at the back of the mad tiger, and couldn't help but sigh, the mad tiger and Ziliang are brothers of the same mother, and Yu Yu and Yu Liu are also, although they are all brothers in the end, but in the end, the mad tiger and Yu Yu made different choices.

The mad tiger took away his brother's body, although he said that he would let Ziliang repent of his mistakes after death, but in another way, he also let Ziliang fall leaves after death and return to the roots, which is considered a good death.

But Yu Yu, who was also a brother, didn't do this, when Yu Yu took his brother's soul, he didn't pay any attention to Liu's body because Liu's body was eaten by crows, and the reason why Mo Xie knew it was because on his way to inherit the ceremony, he passed by the place where he and Yu Yu fought, and also saw Yu Liu's rotting body, which was occupied by crows.

"Maybe I'm not qualified to judge Yu Yu's quality or badness. ”

Mo Xie secretly shook his head and smiled bitterly, didn't he have killed his brother and sister born to the same father.... And their deaths were all because of their hatred for ink punishment, so to speak, he seems to have done more than Mad Tiger and Yu Yu, because the relatives he killed seemed to be more than one or two..... It is precisely because of this that he feels that he is not qualified to judge others.

Just when Mo Xie lamented all the things he had done in the past, the ring returned to a fierce battle, and the two people on the stage were also inner disciples of the Afterlife Sect, but this time the battle seemed very dull, perhaps because

The battle between Crazy Tiger and Ziliang gave everyone too much excitement.

Despite this, they also showed the ferocity unique to the Afterlife Sect, when the battle ended, the winning side lost one of their arms, and the loser was divided by the winner....

This bloody scene gave great stimulation to the disciples of the outer sect, even if their master and sect master persuaded and persecuted, they resolutely did not go to the stage, but after all, there were still a few disciples of the outer sect who could not withstand the pressure of the master and stepped into the ring, and the final result was also laughable.

That outer sect disciple was none other than Lu Liang of Bitao Pavilion, after he came on the field, the first thing he did was not to put on a posture to challenge the champion, but to take out dozens of sets of defensive magic weapons from the storage ring in public, including clothes, shields, heart goggles, etc., the types were extremely complete.

And the disciple of the Death Sect who was guarding did not interrupt Lu Liang's process of putting on the magic weapon, because he felt that instead of wearing those defensive magic weapons that affected his actions, he should think about how to fight next.

When Lu Liang put all the magic weapons on his body, he saluted the champion according to the rules of their Bitao Pavilion's competition, and then put on a defensive posture.

Lu Liang's operation made the rest of the disciples of the outer sect who were forced to prepare for the field all brighten, and they also began to secretly check the defensive magic weapon they carried, as for whether they were ashamed or not, they were all said after surviving, because even their lives were gone, what was the use of having this cheek?

And the disciples of the Death Sect in the audience burst out into shocking laughter, and the Bitao Pavilion Lord was so excited that he almost came to the stage to beat Lu Liang in person, but his identity did not allow this..... And most importantly, he wants face ....

After Lu Liang and the disciple of the Deceased Sect fought back and forth, the result was beyond everyone's expectations.

At the beginning, Lu Liang took a defensive posture, and any defensive charms were blessed on his body as if he didn't need money, and at the same time, he was paired with the defensive magic weapons of the inner and outer three layers, making him a turtle, so that the disciple of the Afterlife Sect had no idea where to start.

However, in the battle concept of the Deceased Sect, there was no such thing as retreating, so after half an hour of frantic attack, the Deceased Sect was finally consumed, but the results were also very amazing, and the top-grade defensive talisman that could withstand the full force of the foundation building peak was shattered by him.

It even penetrated almost all the defensive magic weapons on Lu Liang's body, but it was when his spiritual power was exhausted that Lu Liang took a counterattack, and he was knocked out of the ring by Lu Liang with almost no resistance.

"Good, good, good!"

The Bitao Pavilion Master in the audience shouted excitedly at the moment when Lu Liang won, and at the same time he also understood Lu Liang's strategy, since he couldn't fight, it was better not to fight, as long as he kept defending, and waited until the opponent was impatient and started to attack, he was fighting back depending on the situation.

In this way, the results achieved may be huge, or they may be weak, but in any case, they are all transactions that only make money and do not lose money, not to mention a dozen high-grade defense charms and more than a dozen defensive magic weapons, even if it is ten times more, as long as you win, all the things consumed can be returned in an instant, and even make a lot of money.

"Xiaoliang, come on. ”

The Pavilion Master took off the storage ring on his little finger and handed it to him

Lu Liang said eagerly: "These are all defensive magic weapons and high-grade defense charms, which are prepared for you by the teacher, and you can win as much as possible, if you can enter the second round, the pavilion master of Bitao Pavilion will be you in the future." ”

"I understand, Master, the disciple will definitely not let you down!"

Lu Liang nodded solemnly, and at the same time, through the afterglow, he saw all the monks in the audience, and his expression was full of contempt and disdain when he looked at him.... He only felt that his face was hot, and then he took a deep breath and said to himself: "Cheeky? It doesn't seem to be of much use... Lose it... Don't want it anymore....

In the subsequent battles, Lu Liang became more and more proficient in turtle shrinkage tactics, as if he had opened up some kind of amazing talent, he gradually evolved from a static defensive posture to a radical faction, not defending at the beginning, but attacking, but every time he attacked, he didn't use a little spiritual power, just used some fists and feet used by secular mortals.

And as time passed, his opponent suddenly found that his spiritual power had bottomed out, and when he wanted to take out the elixir to restore his spiritual power from the storage ring, Lu Liang suddenly deceived himself, and all kinds of magical powers bombarded the disciple's body, and finally regretted defeat.

Lu Liang won ten consecutive victories and advanced to the second round. ”

The deacon elder of the Death Sect shouted calmly with a look of disgust.

"Wow, that's going to work?"

"What is this called? Turtle shrinking supernatural powers? Such a shameless way of playing, does his family know about it?"

"Master, quick, quick, give me a defensive magic weapon, in a while, I'm afraid someone will take the lead!"

At this moment, all the monks present let out boos and discussions like waves, but there was no admiration in them, but full of contempt, if it was a normal battle to promote to the second round, it would be okay, but this Lu Liang actually relied on such a shameless trick to win, and he won repeatedly, which made all the monks present a little unacceptable.

But no one dared to fight Lu Liang, why is this? Because their offensive ability is not enough to break through Lu Liang's defenses, and even if they can break through his turtle shell, their spiritual power should bottom out, and at that time, they will not have any resistance ability except that they are a little stronger than mortals in terms of physique.

However, this kind of turtle shrinkage is only suitable for rich people to dare to play like this, there are not tens of thousands of spirit stones in a battle, and hundreds of thousands of spirit stones may not be able to beat, this is still a slightly worse grade of the defensive magic weapon purchased, if it is a high-grade defensive magic weapon, it is normal to spend millions of spirit stones in a game.

"Ahem.... This one.. The rules of the tournament have been changed, because of the time, a battle must end within two sticks of incense, otherwise both will be considered eliminated. ”

The deacons and elders were in the middle of the ring, and their faces were a little strange, and they coughed.

As soon as these words came out, the turmoil of the commotion off the field quieted down, and some powerful monks secretly breathed a sigh of relief, after all, they were not completely sure that they could break the opponent's turtle shell with abundant spiritual power, while the weaker disciples on the other side complained that their only way to win was cut off.

"The game continues, and the next defender is on the field. ”