Chapter 943

Cang Yu still wanted to fight for better conditions, but when he thought about how he would lose against Qin Ming, he suddenly felt dull.

As for why there are only two competitions, if one person wins one of the two competitions, how should it be calculated? None of the people present thought about this problem.

Qin Ming felt that it was impossible for him to lose the two matches anyway, and adding a third match would be unnecessary.

Others believed that, in fact, one competition was enough, and no matter how many competitions there were, it would only make Qin Ming struggle a bit more, and it was meaningless.

Two competitions, three competitions, it doesn't mean much!

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A spacious martial arts stage, on which there are two alchemy furnaces more than one meter high. These two alchemy furnaces are the most common stone alchemy furnaces, extremely simple.

Cang Yu fought hard for this alchemy furnace, because he knew that Jujun had the alchemy furnace, and if they used their own alchemy furnaces to compete, Qin Ming would definitely be at a disadvantage in this respect.

Beside the alchemy furnace, there are two dark red square tables, on which are neatly placed expensive pens, inks, papers and inkstones.

At the front of the martial arts stage, there were more than a dozen warriors, all of whom were dressed in blue elder costumes. Cang Yu stood in the row, frowning, restless.

There are more than a thousand chairs placed behind the elder, and these chairs are already filled with disciples of Shenwuzong.

They were more interested in young people who dared to compete with Jujun Dandi, and wanted to see how sacred Qin Ming, who said that Lan Zhi was his wife, was so holy.

An elder stood on the martial arts stage, checked the tools for the competition, and after making sure that they were all ready, he faced the audience and announced loudly, "The competition begins now, please come on stage!"

There are only two chairs on the left, Qin Ming and Qin Wu are sitting on the chairs, without any support group, they look extremely lonely.

Hearing the elders shouting on the stage, Qin Ming stood up and walked towards the stage with ease.

"Qin Ming, I believe in you, you will definitely win!" Qin Wu suddenly shouted from behind.

Qin Ming paused slightly, nodded, and continued to move forward resolutely, and soon stood on the martial arts stage.

There were more than 20 chairs on the opposite side, Ju Jun also stood up, smiled lightly, stepped slightly, flew up to the martial arts stage, and met Qin Ming's eyes.

"Qin Ming, it's not easy for you to be able to cultivate to the peak of Wuzun at such a young age. For your young and ignorant sake, if you kneel on the ground now and kowtow to me nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine, I can Consider canceling the competition." Ju Jun squinted his eyes and said with a generous expression.

At the same time, with a pair of thief eyes, he glanced at Qin Wu on and off the stage from time to time, thinking secretly in his heart.

"If I kill Qin Ming, not only will I be able to defeat Cangyu's power and establish my prestige, but that little beauty over there will also let me get whatever I want."

"As long as Qin Ming is dead, I can take the opportunity to make trouble and drive Cang Yu out of the sect. If we can fabricate that Qin Ming is a spy of the Xiezi faction, then as Qin Ming's accomplice, she will let herself be tortured."

"At that time, as long as you use a little bit of tricks, you can beat them into tricks, and you can do whatever you want!"

Thinking of the beauty's demeanor on the bed, the corners of Ju Jun's mouth drooled.

Qin Wu only felt a poisonous snake staring at her, couldn't help but shuddered, looked around, but there was no vision.