Chapter 392: Dabi (continued)

"I'll come".

"I'll come".

"I'll come".

Stimulated by the first seat and stimulated by Yu Duxiu's three-move covenant, all the disciples jumped out one after another and challenged Yu Duxiu desperately.

Without exception, all of them were defeated by Yu Duxiu's move, and between the gestures, they were easy to meet, and they definitely didn't need the second move.

I don't know how many monks were defeated, but the scene finally quieted down, and all the monks looked at the monks in the ring with fear on their faces, their eyes flashing with an indescribable taste.

"Anything else?" Yu Duxiu put his hands behind his back and looked down at the audience.

The entire main peak square was quiet, and Deming on the side almost pulled the beard off his chin, knowing that this kid was extraordinary, but he never expected it to be so outrageously strong.

"My goodness, this kid is a monster" Deyu pinched his chin and was stunned by the three hundred and sixty degree titanium alloy dog eyes.

"No, then the seat will go down" Yu Duxiu finished speaking, and walked off the ring lightly, and the audience was silent.

After a long time, everyone came back to their senses, and they all looked at the seat of Bixiu Peak with disbelief on their faces, and the young man who had always been indifferent seemed to have defeated the countless fellow disciples present.

"It's so strong," a monk's palm trembled slightly.

"In front of him, there was a sense of hopelessness and powerlessness, and no one had ever been able to force him to make a second move," a monk stroked his forehead weakly.

"Is he too strong, or are those monks too weak?" Miao Yuyu on the side of the hand shrunk into his sleeve and clenched into a ball.

"Never been so powerless," another monk said.

The head of the sect looked at Yu Duxiu, who had an indifferent face, and a wry smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, but he didn't say anything, just looked at the rest of the ring, and the rest of the ring was full of figures at this time. After Yu Duxiu stepped down, everyone retracted their attention, and a big competition really began.

After Yu Duxiu stepped down, another monk from Bixiu Peak jumped out, and the first place was selected, and that was the second place. Although it is not as stylish as the first place, Yu Duxiu is so perverted, and the second place is also very strong.

The battle continued, and Yu Duxiu didn't watch it, but just closed his eyes to recuperate and comprehend supernatural powers, and he had long since stopped taking the younger generation in his eyes.

Following Yu Duxiu, the monks of the other nine peaks are also outstanding, perhaps not as dazzling as Yu Duxiu. But it is also an enemy that swept away his peers.

Yifeng's power has carefully cultivated the seed players who support the field, how can they be so weak, but under the backdrop of Yu Duxiu, it looks very inconspicuous.

"Your cultivation is beyond my expectations" Deming looked at the fighting in the ring in the distance, watching with relish.

"Oh" Yu Duxiu opened his eyes and glanced at Deming in surprise: "Disciples always like to do something unexpected."

"Yes, the disciple of the same generation you fought has nothing to say. No one will dare to question your authority as the first seat now," Deming patted Yu Duxiu on the shoulder.

Yu Duxiu slowly closed her eyes and didn't speak. Quietly waiting for the decisive battle to come.

For monks, the night is no different from the day, even if it is night, the competition continues, and the top ten are not so easy to discharge.

The process of the big competition is to rank the top 10 within the peaks, and then the first place among the peaks competes with each other. Then the top ten of the entire sect will be discharged.

The shouting continued, and the sun had just risen on the second day, and the first place of all the peaks had been discharged.

"Come on, if you can get the first place in the whole mountain, you will have unexpected surprises" Deming patted Yu Duxiu on the shoulder.

Yu Duxiu still has to speak. But seeing that the master had already stepped into the ring, the competition in the surrounding rings continued, only the largest ring in the middle was empty, which was used to show off the real Tianjiao in the sect.

"The first place in each mountain peak, please come forward, log in to the roster, the top ten competitions of the sect are about to start, of course, if you abstain, you only need to log in to the roster, there is no need to continue the competition" The voice of the master was loud and spread throughout the audience.

Yu Duxiu glanced at Deming, turned around and stepped into the ring, and saluted to the palm: "I've seen the palm."

The head teacher nodded and looked at Yu Duxiu approvingly: "You are good."

As he was talking, another person stepped into the ring, and the master stopped talking.

"I've seen the master," the disciple bowed to the master.

The head teacher nodded, but did not speak.

However, in just one cup of tea, the ring was already full of disciples and thousands of disciples, representing tens of thousands of Taiping Dao peaks, which shows the depth of Taiping Dao's heritage.

There was a boy standing next to the Taiping Zhangjiao, but he saw the boy holding a tray with a pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the tray: "All the senior brothers are registered in the roster, if you give up Dabi, draw a circle behind the name."

After the boy finished speaking, he came to Yu Duxiu, winked at Yu Duxiu, and said respectfully: "Please also ask the senior brother to enter the roster first."

Yu Duxiu nodded, picked up the pen and was about to write down his name, but at this time, a voice suddenly came: "Wait, why did he record the roster first."

Yu Duxiu paused, the tip of the pen paused on the paper, turned his head to look at the source of the voice, but saw a young man with a slightly gloomy face staring at him fiercely.

"Who are you?" Yu Duxiu said lightly.

"He is the wonderful treasure of Immortal Peak" Liang Yuan didn't know when he came to Yu Duxiu's side.

"Oh" Yu Duxiu sighed, kept moving, stuck the ink, no longer looked at the wonderful treasure, and wanted to continue writing.

"I told you to stop, didn't you hear?" Seeing that Yu Duxiu was about to drop a stroke, Miaozang over there suddenly became anxious, and a hand instantly grabbed Yu Duxiu's wrist.

"Bang" Regardless of the technique, even if it is Yu Duxiu's martial arts, it can also reverse the monk, and Miao Zang's desire to use his fists and feet with Yu Duxiu is simply self-inflicted.

"Don't you want to ask me why?" Yu Duxiu turned his head to look at Miaozang, who was kicked away by himself, and showed a smile of disdain: "Without him, I'm just better than you."

As he spoke, he had already written his name on a blank piece of paper.

"You,,,,, let's see you in the ring" Na Miaozang got up in embarrassment and looked at Yu Duxiu viciously.

"I hope you still have the courage to say such things to me in the ring," Yu Duxiu put down his pen and ignored Miaozang's cruel words.

"Okay, isn't it just a roster, what kind of system is it to make a noise" The head of the sect stood up with a gloomy face.

The most ruthless sect is that he is born to engage in conspiracy, and when Yu Duxiu and this Miaozang clash, he didn't stop it, and he only stood up when it was about to end.

Yu Duxiu smiled, stopped talking, and just looked at Liang Yuan: "I didn't expect to see you."

"I'm also very powerful" Liang Yuan squeezed his eyebrows at Yu Duxiu, Liang Yuan also obtained the ancient inheritance back then, and his cultivation was not weak.

After all the monks finished recording the roster, the head of the sect picked up the roster and looked at it slightly, and the next moment he frowned, turned his head to look at the monks around him: "Why, you don't participate in the big competition?"

All the disciples lowered their heads one after another, the disciples of the previous big than the peaks of each family knew in their hearts, the top ten are thousands of people who have no share of their own, since this is the case, what kind of excitement do you have to go up, you must know that the spell has no eyes, once you accidentally lose your arms and legs, and lose your life, how do you want everyone to mix.

"Thirty people, there are only thirty people" The head of the sect did not look very good, obviously his previous calculation failed.

"In that case, let's all go down and wait for the draw to come to the stage," the head of the sect said expressionlessly.

When all the disciples heard this, they retreated one by one, and the head of the sect glanced at Yu Duxiu meaningfully: "You have to work hard, the sect ancestor is very optimistic about you."

In a word, Yu Duxiu once again became the focus of everyone.

Yu Duxiu frowned, this is to pull hatred for himself, but why?

Why would the head of the sect do such a thing in front of him, which obviously wanted to offend him? Yu Duxiu was a little incomprehensible.

At the risk of offending himself, the master of the sect must have the benefits that he is worth reaping, so where are the benefits of the sect? .

Looking at the eyes of everyone around him with jealousy or envy, Yu Duxiu didn't speak, just turned his head and walked under the ring.

"This kid is so rampant, he doesn't put everyone in his eyes, later in the ring, let's give him a scrape, this kid in the province is so arrogant, no one in his eyes" Miaozang's face was gloomy.

Ahem, I don't feel anything in this chapter, so let's do it first, Khan. (To be continued.) )