Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Duel Begins

The sky was bright, and the wide martial arts cultivation ground ushered in scattered crowds, watching the battle platform, the elder stage, the competition platform, and the sparse pulling.

The disciples who participated in the competition had already found their own groups, and each group was almost full.

Only one group stood out, and everyone in the audience looked at it in unison with a look of surprise.

In the position of the ninth group, there were only three people squatting there, and even the chairs were thrown aside.

It was Yang Qing, Zhao Zhenglong, and Hua Manlou, yes, there were only three of them in the whole group, and the three women and four men yesterday didn't dare to come at all, and they didn't care about it.

At the moment, they were squatting together, muttering something, and they didn't care about the eyes cast around them.

Zhao Zhenglong shrugged his shoulders, spread his palms and said helplessly: "We are the ninth group, and Lin Wei's group of bastards is the eighth group, we may be beaten badly today!"

Hua Manlou said with a solemn face: "All of them are on the fourth floor of the physical training realm, and they may have a wheel battle, and the battle situation is very unfavorable to us!"

"Besides, they still have three fourth-layer peaks of the Physical Training Realm, and that Zhong Chuxiong, I suspect that he has already broken through to the fifth-layer of the Physical Training Realm!"

Seeing Yang Qing and Hua Manlou's suspicious gazes, Zhao Zhenglong said in a loud voice: "I'm not joking, when facing him, that feeling is too depressing, that guy is like a beast without any feelings, everyone should be careful later!"

"Wait a minute, Lao Zhao and I will try our best to put the man in white under the crotch, the purple-haired man and Zhong Chuxiong, and the rest of the people will have to rely on you, are you sure?"

Hua Manlou finished speaking in one breath, looking at Yang Qing, and Zhao Zhenglong also looked over.

Although Yang Qing is only the second layer of the physical realm, on the surface, he is the bottom existence here, but they don't think so, and intuitively feel that Yang Qing is not simple.

Yang Qing chuckled: "They are all handed over to me, but you two remember, don't hold on when you can't fight, admit defeat in advance, don't give your life at that time!"

"I don't have many Yang Qing brothers, you are two of them, everyone must be safe and sound, and drink together after the fight!"

Yang Qing smiled innocently, picked up the wine jug with his right hand and stretched it out.

Hua Manlou and Zhao Zhenglong also took out the wine jug, and the three of them looked at each other and smiled, and the wine jug collided with each other.

"Finish drinking!"

The three of them laughed, and the brotherhood was undoubtedly revealed at this moment.

......

"Three guys who don't know whether they are alive or dead!"

Lin Wei retracted his gaze, turned to look at the person next to him, and asked, "Which of you will go first?"

Hearing this, a young man with a thick sword on his back came out and said with a smile: "Lin Shao, let me go first! I'm just afraid that the sword will have no eyes when ......the time comes!"

"If you can, send them to see God together!" Lin Wei's face was calm, no matter what, in his opinion, the result was already doomed.

Zhong Chuxiong glanced at Lin Wei slightly: "Lin Shao, don't forget our promise, after helping you win the first place, say hello to your grandfather and let me enter the inner door of Qianjifeng." ”

Lin Wei nodded: "Don't worry, I have already greeted the family in this matter, and there is absolutely no problem." ”

"Of course, the benefits are also indispensable to you!"

Lin Wei smiled at the person next to him.

Hearing this, several people around laughed.

It's just that no one noticed that when he said these words, a cold light flashed in Lin Wei's eyes.

"How can my Lin family be climbed by you and other people who sell the first bid, it's ridiculous!"

......

When everyone came, a new game began, and the entire martial arts cultivation field, the viewing platform, and the elder stage were silent, only the heavy breath was suppressed in the air, making people unable to kick it.

......

On the elder stage, Mo Youzi stood quietly on the side, Ou Ou Ge sat on the chair, looked at Yang Qing and muttered: "Senior brother, I believe in you, just like that old guy believes in you!"

Knock knock knock!

The war drums sounded, and Lin Dahai appeared in the ring, holding a notebook in his hand, and looked at everyone: "Today's game is presided over by me personally, I hope all the disciples can work hard!"

His eyes stayed on Yang Qing for a while, and his majestic voice spread throughout the audience: "The first hundred groups are in place, and the rest are waiting in place!"

Hearing this, the top 100 groups on the stage immediately took their places, and their teams went to the corresponding positions.

Seeing that it was almost over, Lin Dahai shouted: "The Infinite Freedom Challenge Competition has officially begun, please invite the representatives of each group to the ring!"

As soon as his voice fell, countless figures immediately jumped into the ring and began a fierce fight, and in an instant, the entire martial arts cultivation field was covered by the sound of fighting.

The game was extremely fierce, with casualties almost at the beginning, and the losers were eliminated immediately, and some of the winners continued to challenge, and some directly replaced people to continue the duel.

"Why don't you say anything, go ahead, this is your much-anticipated first battle, don't let me down!"

Lin Wei waved his hand slightly at the young man with the thick sword on his back.

"Lin Shao, don't worry!"

He Wuyan, looking at Yang Qing not far away, smiled coldly, and jumped directly into the ring.

"He Wuyan in the eighth group, challenge Yang Qing in the ninth group!" He Wuyan's voice spread throughout the martial arts cultivation field, and many people looked at it.

Yang Qing didn't care about He Wuyan's sneer, arched his hand at Zhao Zhenglong and Hua Manlou, and walked directly into the ring.

"Brother, be careful!"

The flowers are all over the building, and Zhao Zhenglong instructed behind.

Yang Qing smiled, got into the ring, and stood directly opposite He Wuyan, looking very calm.

"Pretend!"

He Wuyan chuckled and shook his head, I don't know why this guy in front of him who is on the second layer of the physical training realm is still so calm, and it is a waste of time to stand here with him.

At this time, Yang Qing bowed to He Wuyan before he spoke: "Senior brother, how do you want to die!"

Today's Yang Qing has decided to go on a killing spree, as long as it is Wu Duqi's minions, he will never show mercy.

Yang Qing wants others to know that he is not easy to mess with, if you want to cause trouble, you must be prepared to pay the price first.

As soon as these words came out, the four were shocked, and a person from the second layer of the physical training realm would actually ask a person from the fourth layer of the physical training realm how to die.

People think that Yang Qing is either crazy or stupid to say such things.

......

Zhao Zhenglong scratched his head and grinned: "Isn't this too high-profile!"

Hua Manlou held his sword in both hands and said coldly: "It's not high-profile at all, Yang Qing is trying to make an example of chickens and monkeys, I think he can do it." ”

"Hopefully, I'm still waiting to drink together, but we have to watch, if we can't beat it, we'll go and save people!"

Zhao Zhenglong spat on his hand, took the heavy sword in his hand with a bang, and then stared intently at Yang Qing in the ring.

...... In the ring, He Wuyan laughed, as if he had heard the biggest joke in the world.

There was a guy on the second level of the physical training realm who actually asked himself how he wanted to die, this world is really crazy.

Yang Qing smiled, slowly pulled out the broken sword on his back, and the amazing aura rose to the sky, the air was disturbed, and a gust of cold wind was brought up in the ring.