Chapter 149

Seeing the twig climb to the top smoothly, uncle Yan's face didn't look happy.

Because most of the day passed, he watched one by one under the stone steps, but he didn't find the person he wanted.

"Is it difficult... Those who bear the blood of the king are really eliminated on the first floor?" Uncle Yan said to himself with an iron face.

"If you really have the blood of the king, how can you be eliminated in that place? Maybe... Maybe the guy with the blood of the king didn't come to the competition?" Su Moyu comforted.

"Impossible! The divination of the sacrificial Lord has never gone wrong. He said that if the man would appear here, he would be here!" Uncle Yan said, turned back and left.

"Sir, where are you going?" the disciple of Bailong City, who was high, saw the situation here from a distance and asked aloud.

"I want to go down, I have an important friend still on the first floor!" Uncle Yan said coldly.

Upon hearing this, the disciple of Bailong city changed his face slightly and said, "Your Excellency, your friend should not be below."

Uncle Yan stopped when he heard the speech, turned back and frowned and said, "what do you mean?"

The hundred dragon city disciple smiled and said, "that's the arrangement of this competition. Those who are eliminated will be sent to the city for cultivation. I guess your friend should be somewhere in the city and watch your performance. Please don't let him down!"

Uncle Yan hesitated and said, "seriously?"

The hundred dragon city disciple quickly nodded and said, "it's not false at all. Please go up the broken ladder first!"

Uncle Yan listened and walked towards the broken ladder with a heavy face. He went up three floors silently.

After him, Yinan also went upstairs easily.

Su Moyu and ya'er, who remained at the end, looked at each other and walked across the broken ladder.

The Bailong City disciple who is responsible for guarding the side can't turn his head.

As an inner city disciple of Bailong City, it's not easy for him to take this broken ladder, but how could those people just go upstairs so easily?

"Is it broken?" he asked himself in a low voice, then stretched out his feet and landed on the broken ladder. Unexpectedly, a strong pressure pressed his head down and almost pushed him down on the ground.

"It's not bad! In this way, the accomplishments of those people just now......" the disciple looked back and his mouth was a little bitter.

"Luckily I didn't let that guy go down to the next floor, otherwise there must be trouble!" he said in his heart.

When ya'er, who was walking at the end, also climbed the third floor of the Nine Emperor tower, an iron gate fell, completely isolating the second floor from the third floor.

At this time, in the middle of the third floor of the Nine Emperor tower, a gray old man coughed and said, "you've worked hard for the first two rounds of screening. However, I still want to wake you up here. The so-called martial arts competition starts from the third floor. The first two rounds are just a warm-up for you."

"Now there are 998 players on the third floor of the ninth imperial tower. In the next few days, you will have a one-on-one duel. The winner will advance to the fourth floor and the loser will be eliminated on the spot."

"The choice of opponents in the battle is also very simple. We have arranged numbers for you according to the sequence before and after you ascended the third floor of the ninth imperial tower. This round of duel is first against No. 998, then against No. 997, and so on, until everyone completes a round of battle, and then enters the fourth floor."

"It may take several days for nearly 500 matches before and after, so you must make your own arrangements. We will supply enough meals in Bailong city."

When the old man said this, he paused and looked at the crowd: "then, the first duel begins. Ah San on the first and Yuan ruoya on the 998 come forward. Please step back!"

Su Moyu turned his head, patted ya'er on the shoulder and said softly, "be careful."

Ya'er nodded and said, "Oh."

Then he stepped forward.

"Ah San, don't hurry to win or lose. When you fight, peel off the woman's clothes first!" said the nine foot tall man with an obscene smile on his face.

"Don't worry, boss, if you don't say that I'm going to do the same!" ah San smiled and walked to the center of the venue.

After listening to the conversation, the crowd burst into laughter and several good people whistled.

Ya'er never pretended to be ugly since he met Xiaozhi again in Bailong city.

Her beautiful appearance is naturally very conspicuous in the crowd. Imagine that if such a beautiful woman is stripped naked in public, which man would object?

"Don't show mercy!" Su Moyu shouted coldly behind her.

At this sound, Su Moyu's strength was like a thunderclap on the flat ground, shaking the onlookers one by one, and no one dared to laugh again.

"Oh." ya'er answered and slowly took out the thin sword and laid it in front of her.

After hearing Su Moyu's drink, ah San's face also showed a dignified color. He took out two steel hooks from his arms and said in a deep voice, "who are you?"

But ya'er didn't answer his question. He just hung his thin sword and said, "I'm going to fight."

Ah San was stunned. He just wanted to say something, but he saw that ya'er had already produced his sword.

This ah San can be regarded as an expert in the secular world, but when compared with ya'er, he is very different.

When a sword blow passed, ah San went straight to heaven, hit the ceiling, fell to the ground again, struggled for a few times, and passed out completely.

"Yuan ruoyasheng!" the gray haired examiner of Bailong City frowned slightly and shouted loudly.

In the hundred Dragon City, he has a high level of seniority and good accomplishments, but just now, he was stunned and didn't see how ya'er made his sword.

This kind of master has never appeared in the martial arts competition.

Even though Yang Wen said hello to him in advance, he still felt a little shocked.

"Next time, he Dadao will fight Su Moyu." the old man shouted with a frown.

When he finished, Su Moyu went straight to the end.

On the other side, he Dadao, a nine foot tall man, was embarrassed.

"He Dadao, the end!" the old man pressed with his eyebrows.

He Dadao gritted his teeth, took off the dagger on his back, walked a few steps to the opposite of Su Moyu, and whispered, "little brother, I think your cultivation is not low. Even if you enter the hundred Dragon City, it won't help much. It's better to give me this opportunity. As long as you can admit defeat, I promise you... How about 500000 liang of silver?"

Su Moyu listened to him and said with a slight smile, "500000 liang? What a big pen, but how do I know if you can really take out such a large sum of money?"

When he Dadao heard that there was a way, he looked happy and said, "little brother, have you ever heard of duanjiang Gang?"

Su Mo Yu's eyes flashed and said, "I've heard of it. What's the matter?"

He Dadao smiled and said, "I'm the deputy leader of duanjiang gang. I'm responsible for the most profitable business in the gang. I can still get 500000 liang of silver!"

Su Moyu said quietly, "Oh? What is your most profitable business?"

He Dadao smiled and said, "since you know our duanjiang Gang, you don't know what business I'm talking about. In this way, as long as you let me play this game, I'll give you three more... No, ten top beauties, how about it?"

Hearing this, Su Moyu sneered and said, "well, I promised."

"Seriously?" he Dadao was overjoyed.

"When... True." Su Moyu floated past he Dadao as he spoke.

At the same time, a touch of blood bloomed in the throat of he Dadao.

Close your throat with a sword! He Dadao died.