0202020202020202 Lin Yan waved his hand immediately, and a flat and traceless thing like a water curtain appeared in the sky, and then a dense name appeared on it, which was the disciples who participated in the big competition.

02 At the top of the water curtain is written Ye Caiyi three big characters, and there is a word at the back, representing Ye Caiyi in the No. 1 ring, followed by Mo Long, and two words are written behind, and so on.

Wei Ming, who had already arrived under the ring, looked around anxiously, he hadn't seen him since the last time Ji Xiao said goodbye to Barter Street, and now that Dabi has started, this goods haven't come yet, which really makes Wei Ming worry about him.

And on the water curtain, the words Wei Ming, seven, Ji Xiao, and seven are also flickering, Wei Ming is secretly happy to look at that line of words, and he can finally compete with his friends!

Immediately after that, Wei Ming looked at another name with deep eyes, Pei Wuji, seven!

At the same time, under the various rings in the venue, there were countless gambling games and full opening. Some people trust the people they support very much and bet all their belongings, while some people just try their luck and throw away half of the spirit stone for a while.

But no matter how much you bet, the final winner is the person who operates the gambling game, they have generally already found the favorite to win the championship, predicted the outcome, unless there are any unexpected factors, otherwise the gambling game is definitely a sure win.

"The three spirit stones are the first to advance to Tianyang Peak Ye Caiyi, give me a ticket quickly. ”

A big grinning man shouted loudly and squeezed into the gambling table under the No. 1 ring, threw down three spirit stones as he spoke, and glanced at the people next to him, looking like a rich and willful rich man.

"This brother, can't you see it? The No. 1 Ring is almost all pressed by Ye Caiyi, and there is no profit at all, I advise you to go somewhere else!"

The shrewd monk next to him reminded that it seemed to be a well-intentioned reminder, but in fact, he didn't want another person to get a piece of the pie, and there was no suspense in the No. 1 gambling game.

"What? Grandma, what's going on here? Bring me the money and I'll go to Ring No. 2 to see. ”

The big man scolded and took away the three spirit stones that he threw down, turned around and went to the second ring, but he didn't squander it to the point that he didn't want to, but the people behind him just sneered, the first one is like this, how bad can the second one be?

Sure enough, when Dahan arrived at the gambling game of No. 2, it was all Molong. In desperation, it was the third and fourth again...... It wasn't until the tenth that it finally tasted like a gamble.

The rules of the first round of gambling are very simple, group handicap, bet on who will advance first, individual handicap, bet on which side wins in a single game, and the trader only charges half of the profit of the group handicap, which seems to be very little, but it really counts, a set of profits may not be large, but it does not cost people more money, no, it is more money and fools!

All in all, the trader's profit is terrifying. But traders are not just people who can do it, they are generally experienced veterans.

But this time, several traders are crying without tears, especially the No. 1 fight, the first game actually has no trace of profit at all, basically it is good to take away the capital, at least until the second game can be profitable.

Of course, the second match will not come too late, because basically no one dares to challenge these superstars, and they may not have to compete at all to advance to the second round.

The reality is really like this, I saw that in the No. 1 ring, Ye Caiyi looked down indifferently with a sword, quite a kingly demeanor who looked down on the world, and a white dress was very eye-catching.

And the people who were swept by his eyes unconsciously lowered their heads, for fear of being targeted by such terrible eyes.

After waiting for a long time, no one dared to go on stage to fight, and the referee reluctantly announced that Ye Caiyi had advanced to the second round, and the latter flew off the stage.

The No. 1 contestant finally breathed a sigh of relief and continued to compete.

Seeing that Ye Caiyi was so influential, Mo Long, who was the second fighter, jumped into the ring without admitting defeat, but unfortunately disappointed him, and actually had a commendable courage to jump up.

This annoyed Mo Long, no one else dared to fight when Ye Caiyi came to power, how could anyone dare to me? Isn't this looking down on me!

As a result, Mo Long beat the courageous disciple fiercely, almost beating him half to death, and finally intimidated the Quartet, and advanced to the second round majestically.

If you want to say who this disciple is, it is a coincidence, it is the little boy in the hoe plant courtyard who sent a letter to Ji Xiao but was beaten by Wei Ming.

As a little guy who has a good relationship with Wei Ming, he inevitably knows some secrets, including Yingluo's affairs, in order to avenge Wei Ming, he resolutely came to the stage to challenge Mo Long, but unfortunately, the miracle did not happen to him......

On the third ring, a Confucian with a paper fan in his hand on the field is fighting against a big man with bronze skin and like an iron tower, the latter is extremely powerful, and he specializes in physical cultivation, and the power of the body is very terrifying.

I saw that the big man was dancing with a big axe, no matter how the Confucian on the opposite side released the spell, he was forced to resist with his body, this is the advantage of physical cultivation, in such a small space, melee combat is undoubtedly the upper hand of physical cultivation.

Just like on the field, the physique cultivator was not afraid of spells and went on a rampage, making Confucianism embarrassed, so he could only keep wandering and picking up opportunities to find opportunities.

On the surface, it seems that the body cultivation of the Han dominates the advantage, but how can the monk's fighting method be viewed with such a simple eye? If you look closely, you can see that the Confucian has no fear on his face, and although his body is embarrassed, his face is light and light.

Sure enough, when the physical cultivation master collided again, Confucius did not escape, but waved the paper fan, and a mana shield unfolded to stop the opponent, and at the same time, he pinched the trick with his left hand, and a pure spiritual power golden rope was wrapped around the opponent's body.

The other party smiled disdainfully, how could it be possible for a rope of mere spiritual power to bind a body cultivator?

Sure enough, although the rope was entangled, the body cultivator Han stretched it open with one effort, and just when the big man was about to make a mockery, a sudden change occurred!

The rope that was stretched out suddenly turned into flying pollen, emitting a strange fragrance, which instantly attached to the skin of the big man who cultivated the body, and the big man only felt a burst of softness, and his body fell unconsciously.

This gave Confucian a chance, a flying kick, and he didn't react at all, and the big man was kicked out of the ring.

......

On the fifth beat, Zhang Yanghao stretched out his hand and pointed, and the person opposite was unconsciously beaten, and then there was a sharp pain, but he was knocked off the stage at this moment.

Spike!

The audience was shocked, and in the face of the weird and powerful Zhang Yanghao, no one dared to fight, and finally successfully advanced.

......

On the eighth beat, a man slashed with a sword, and it was Yu Fengji's other new disciple, Zhuang Ya, who was fighting.

I saw that Zhuang Ya was not in a hurry, closed his eyes and meditated, and suddenly a thunderbolt fell out of thin air and hit the male disciple who rushed in, the man was not in a hurry, the thunder slashed straight down, instantly turned into an explosive head, spit out a puff of smoke, and slowly fell.

It's also a spike!

......

No. 7, Pei Wuji shot cleanly, ten flying swords surrounded him at the same time, as long as the opponent attacked, the ten flying swords rushed out, destroying all attacks, because the power was too great, the people who fought against him were basically seriously injured, and the means were cruel.

Just when Pei Wuji thought that no one would come to challenge again, a lazy voice came from the audience.

"I heard that you followed Molong, is that true?"

Wei Ming asked with a comfortable face, deliberately pretending not to care, as if he didn't take Pei Wuji in his eyes at all, causing Pei Wuji's supporters below to look at him angrily.

"Who is this kid, I am not ashamed!"

"How dare you talk to the third prince like this, where did the hairy boy come from?"

"Third prince, teach him a lesson and let him know how powerful you are!"

"Yes, the third prince, teach him a lesson......"

In the blink of an eye, there was an angry cry under the seventh ring, all shouting for Pei Wuji to teach Wei Ming a hard lesson. But the two parties were not affected at all, and they were both looking at each other with interest.

"Wei Ming?"

Pei Wuji sneered, the aura of the superior contained in that voice was extremely strong, worthy of being a person who had been a prince, this kind of feeling of being in control of people's life and death, it was difficult for the royal family to exude it.

"Yo ho, the third prince also knows my name, what a flattering thing for me!"

"Hehe, it's really you, who am I so presumptuous, it turned out to be a little pariah who was robbed of a woman by Molong, hahahaha!"

Pei Wuji laughed wildly without scruples, and the people below also echoed the laughter when they heard it, but Wei Ming was not affected in the slightest, but said with a smile: "You finally admit that you are Molong's dog! Don't be in a hurry to deny it, if it weren't for his dog, you wouldn't know about me." ”

"You ......"

Pei Wuji's face was pale, obviously extremely angry, and ten flying swords were rattling behind him, ready to move.

"What the hell do you want to do?"

As the saying goes, it depends on the owner to beat the dog, but ...... Now I'm not happy with this master, of course I'm going to come and fight the dog!"

When Wei Ming said this, his always kind face showed a hint of fierceness for the first time, originally he didn't want to provoke Mo Long, but today he saw that his little junior brother resolutely challenged Mo Long for himself, and was beaten so badly, he couldn't hold back after all.

If I can't keep my own woman, I'm incompetent, but if I watch my simple-minded and kind-hearted little junior brother being bullied by you, especially for me, then I can endure it, then I don't need to cultivate immortals.

The eldest husband was born in heaven and earth, and he is chic and happy, free, and does something and does nothing. Since you Molong hurt my little junior brother, then I will abolish your dog!

When Pei Wuji heard Wei Ming's words, he was speechless for a while, and few people knew about being Mo Long's junior brother, and he didn't understand how Wei Ming knew.

But there is one thing, if it is exposed by Wei Ming, then he doesn't have to continue to mix, so Wei Ming, who has to fight, swallows his words back.

"Hmph, that's good...... Do you dare to fight?"

The picture is frozen, Pei Wuji pointed at Wei Ming, his face was cold, and he was obviously moved to kill!

The dazzling sunlight shone on Wei Ming's face, he rubbed his eyes, stretched his waist, jumped into the ring easily, and stretched out his finger,

"You're not worthy!"

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