Chapter 584

Yang Yu has given Zhuge Ming full responsibility for this matter, with the assistance of Jun Wuyou and Wen Yuan.

It directly requires all major forces to obey Zhuge Ming's mobilization.

The rest of the army was trained, and Yang Yu handed it over to the eighth Lord.

He could not say that he was going to train himself, but he added competition according to some settings of the system.

All the above accomplishments of King Wu can participate in the assessment of King Wu, and only King Wu can participate. If you rank in the top ten, you can get a reward. First, you can get a set of King level magic weapons, pills, runes and magic scrolls.

From King Wu to Sanxian, there are competitions.

Cultivation corresponds to their own stage, and the winner can get rich rewards.

Moreover, anyone can participate.

In tianwu mainland, people have the most valued Festival, that is the Spring Festival.

And after a few days, it will be the Spring Festival.

Yang Yu also wants to make Xia's soldiers more motivated.

This is not only applicable to Daxia, the whole tianwu continent. Anyone who wants to participate can sign up directly without any loss.

Moreover, if you win once, you can get a five product pill.

For them, five pills are nothing.

But for some casual repairs, it is a great harvest.

Therefore, during this period of time, the imperial capital of Daxia is bustling.

The contest was round after round, but the contest between Wu Shen and Sanxian was put at the back by Yang Yu.

This is an important play, which is related to the main power against the magic Temple family and the time to test their combat power.

He didn't go to see King Wu's competition before, but he came out at the beginning, which was a little interesting.

But this time, according to the evil Heavenly Emperor, there was a young man with great potential.

He defeated several top strongmen of King Wu. It is said that Yang Yu is still young. He also wants to see it.

At this time, in the palace, the crowd surged and the sea of people could not be seen at a glance.

Fat cat volunteered to explain, and the effect was very good.

Moreover, I don't know where to make a microphone shaped loudspeaker, which is suspended in front of me for interpretation.

It happened that the final was over, and the two sides had decided the outcome.

"It seems that the red side is still a little worse. If the last magic power just hit, it can turn over. Unfortunately, he didn't hit."

The people under the arena also cheered one after another. On the challenge arena, the martial artists in red had to arch their hands, with some helplessness on their faces.

"Convinced."

The evil emperor stood by, looked at Yang Yu and whispered, "this one in blue is the one who is most likely to win this time. His name is monsoon."

"Now, he is called the first king of martial arts. His strength is really strong. He is only about 17 years old, but he is very powerful."

"Oh?"

Yang Yu nodded thoughtfully. Because he was worried that he was a spy, he specially used the spirit to explore carefully. There was nothing wrong.

There were 100000 onlookers this time.

There were no seats, and many people could only stand and watch.

After all, there are few such grand events in the world.

Who has seen the challenge of martial artists all over the mainland?

The fat cat, obviously noticing Yang Yu, immediately laughed, and then the microphone kept shouting.

"Look, your majesty is here this time. I think it's because I know this is the last competition at the King Wu stage."

"Long live my emperor, long live your majesty!"

Yang Yu was also quite embarrassed. He had to wave his hand and stand up. "Everyone get up. There is no need to exercise the power of kings and ministers today. You are all the precious wealth of tianwu mainland and the top experts in the future."

"Thank you, your majesty!"

The fat cat laughed strangely, "in that case, let's have the last competition, from the blue monsoon to the red knife."

"Good!"

The whole audience cheered, and Yang Yu even saw several people open their eyes.

"Come on, buy it and leave it."

"Monsoon wins, 1 to 1.1. Knife wins, 1 to 3."

Yang Yu is also too lazy to care. Since someone is willing to gamble, he will gamble.

Moreover, at this time, most people think monsoon will win. After all, his strength has been recognized by countless experts.

We all feel that he is very talented. As long as he is cultivated, his future achievements will be unlimited.

However, some people want to take risks and press directly on the knife.

Try this kind of thing, no one can make it clear.

Especially at the last step, when the strength is equal, it is likely to lose the competition because of a small mistake.

So it's hard to say.

Yang Yu looked at the arena with great interest. Those people kept yelling, and the corners of his mouth turned up. He said calmly, "evil emperor, who do you think will win?"

"Let's start at five or five. It's hard to predict the outcome."

"It's rare for you to say that."

On the challenge arena, both sides calmly saluted with fists.

"Knife, level 9 king of Wu."

"Monsoon, level nine king of Wu."

"Teach!"

to be sonorous!

They threw out their weapons at the same time. What monsoon held was a bright green long sword, which seemed to be at least a holy flying sword.

Of course, in Yang Yu's eyes, these are nothing at all.

But it's incredible that an ordinary king of martial arts can have such magic weapons.

As for the knife, it is a flying knife with cold light swirling in its right hand. It can be seen that it should be the same as Li xunhuan.

Of course, Li xunhuan is one of the top immortals. Even if he is a star immortal, he can't easily compare with it.

Fat cat holding a microphone, passion began to explain.

"OK, now the red and blue sides are ready.

"But I'm more optimistic about the blue side. Look, he shot."

"A sword is like lightning. It's extremely fast. You know, he once defeated countless experts in the qualifier."

The sound of the fat cat was so loud that the audience held their breath.

The knife seemed to know the moves of the monsoon very well, jumped up suddenly, and almost avoided the fatal blow.

Then, his right hand suddenly shook, and dozens of throwing knives fell quickly.

Monsoon quickly parried. I don't know how many throwing knives have been flying.

"My God, the strength of these two kings is enough to defeat the emperor!"

"However, now it is the knife that occupies the absolute advantage."

When Xiaodao heard this, he was also secretly glad. Fortunately, he observed each other for a long time and knew the moves of monsoon like the back of his hand.

After research, we already know how to deal with it.

Then he saw his right hand waved again, and the three throwing knives were in a very unique formation, firmly blocking the retreat of the monsoon.

Moreover, the knife carefully observed that the most severe monsoon lies in the speed.

But he has a small habit of his own, that is, he will move in three directions, attack and defense.

So the knife simply sealed these three directions!

The challenge arena shook up. The next second, I saw the monsoon jump up, and the green long sword burst out.

"I expected it!"

Xiaodao is not a vegetarian. He knew that the other party would choose to take off under such circumstances, which undoubtedly fell into his danger.

Boom!

The knife pinched the handprint. The original three throwing knives instantly changed direction and hit directly into the sky.

"Damn it!"

The monsoon frowned. Who doesn't want to be famous?

If you can win the first, you can prove your potential.

Rewards are second, but they can make everyone pay attention to themselves, and there are countless benefits in the future!

"Can't lose!"

Monsoon quickly bit his finger and directly pointed on the flying sword. At the same time, he waved his right hand and blew out with a palm.

Bang!

Two throwing knives were forcibly shocked by the terrible spiritual power, but the last one pierced the Monsoon's left shoulder in an instant.

But at the same time, the flying sword of the monsoon has fallen on the neck of the knife!

As long as he had an idea, the man would die.

It's easy to kill people in the contest between martial artists.

So Yang Yu specially formulated rules. If it's unintentional, it doesn't matter.

But if the other party is defeated and dares to kill, there is no amnesty!

The knife swallowed his saliva, looked at the monsoon falling on the ground, smiled bitterly and shook his head, "I lost..."

"Good!"

All the audience stood up, and even Yang Yu nodded with appreciation.

"The monsoon is good, but the knife is OK. He lost because he believed too much in information. He didn't know that the martial artist's temporary adaptability was very powerful."

The evil emperor smiled and nodded, while the fat cat shouted with the help of a microphone.

"Well, the outcome is divided! The winner is the monsoon!"

"And the competition of King Wu is over. Monsoon is the winner of King Wu! Please give him an award in person!"

"Whoa, whoa..."

The audience applauded one after another, while Yang Yu smiled calmly, came to the challenge arena and nodded with appreciation.

"I'm very satisfied that you can survive at the last minute. You have a good ability to adapt. You could have blocked the flying knife with a flying sword at the last minute. But because you wanted to win, you were attacked with your shoulder, but you could win with a flying sword."

"Very good idea."

"Thank you, your majesty!"

Monsoon clenched his teeth and endured severe pain. He hurriedly wanted to salute, while Yang Yu smiled calmly and helped him up.

At the same time, the law of regeneration works, and the Milky light is instantly useful.

But in the blink of an eye, he recovered from the injury.

"Although you lost to him, you are also good. You know how to use your spare time to understand the weaknesses of others and prove that you are a very hard-working person."

"Both of you have great potential. If you need anything, you can put it forward to me."