C234 Group fight

"That brat, is he Meng Yu who offended Chu Xuan?"

"What is he doing? Other people are serious about this match, but he is actually trying to seduce a female disciple as if he did not see it? "

"This guy is really floating, why was Chu Xuan beaten up so badly by him?"

Chu Xing looked at the Blue-clothed Youth below the stage and muttered to himself.

The disciples in the various arenas were fighting intensely.

Some had already decided on the victor. The disciples that could still stand in their respective arenas were usually around ten, or at least eight or nine. This was because there were some arenas where groups of people were fighting, and more disciples had been injured.

Hearing Xia Ting's question, Meng Yu said in astonishment, "Senior Sister, do you have something to ask me?"

In his memory, when Xia Ting talked with him, her expression had never been as serious as it was at this moment.

"That's right …"

The young girl hesitated for a moment, then said seriously, "If there comes a day when I want to go to Golden Sea, ask Junior Brother to accompany me there. You, agree?"

"Why does Senior Sister want to go somewhere all of a sudden?"

Meng Yu was extremely surprised.

At this time, in the ring they were on, the light from swords and the shadows from swords scattered in all directions. The fight between the disciples was exceptionally fierce.

However, no one dared to take another step towards their area.

"I just want to go there. Will you accompany me?"

Xia Ting's clear eyes stared fixedly at Meng Yu.

"Senior Sister is so serious to ask me to go with you. As your junior brother, I must have gone."

Meng Yu laughed.

In his heart, he also really wanted to go to the Golden Sea.

He had asked his eldest uncle, Meng Ting, and third uncle where Meng Zhan had gone to.

Meng Ting did not directly reply him, she only told him to cultivate properly, and that he would tell her when the day of his Cultivation Level arrived.

Even though this was the case, Meng Yu still faintly understood from his daily interactions with his eldest uncle and third uncle that his father had most likely left for the Golden Sea.

That place connected with the sky and was boundless. It was said that even the ocean water was golden, and when the sun was high in the sky, it emitted beams of golden light.

That was the paradise of many adventurers. Many strong Demonic Beast roamed the Golden Sea, and some islands had many treasures of heaven and earth. It was said that there were still some people living at the bottom of the sea.

Of course, these were all information that Meng Yu had read before, and he didn't know if it was true or not.

"Just as you say." Xia Ting said.

Although Meng Yu was not being serious when she said those words, and even had someone slacking off, Xia Ting believed that if she wanted that youth to accompany her, she would definitely go.

She believed him.

"Alright. The first round of the competition is over. "

"Everyone, don't move. We're still standing on the same stage."

After the battle ended for a while, Ximen Lei stood out and said.

"The next round will be a free-for-all. I already have the list of names that each deacon gave me earlier. This list is based on the time taken to defeat the disciples or the strength of the disciples on stage. The inner sect and core disciples are divided into twelve groups. "

"Disciples, please go to your respective arenas according to the list of arena deacons, prepare for your next battle."

The deacons were experienced and proficient. According to the diagrams, they divided all the disciples into their own groups.

After the previous competition, there were more than a hundred and fifty core disciples who had advanced.

There were three hundred or so inner disciples who had advanced.

Just now, among the disciples that were defeated, there were countless light injuries.

Over thirty people were severely injured, seven Cultivation Level s were crippled and five people died in battle.

Three disciples who harbored malicious intent were caught, two of them had their Cultivation Level crippled, and one of them was killed by Ximen Lei on the spot.

This time, Meng Yu was assigned to the fifth group, which was different from Xia Ting, Cai Jiaojiao, Su Yuyan, and the others.

He stood on the fifth arena. His group had eleven disciples.

After all the disciples had divided into groups, Ximen Lei announced the start of the competition in a loud voice.

For this round, each team had five slots to advance. He just needed to make sure that he would be one of the five disciples after the others fell.

Meng Yu looked around, and this time, the aura of the people on stage was much stronger than the previous ones.

"Meng Yu."

A voice rang out.

Meng Yu turned around to see a white clothed disciple standing in front of him. There were three or four people standing beside him.

So it was Zhu Dong!

It was when Meng Yu first moved into his cave abode that he heard a sound of him learning Artifact Forging. This Zhu Dong was making trouble for no reason and came over to teach Meng Yu a lesson, but who knew that he would lose his temper to the senior brother Meng Yu.

This person's talent is also not bad. At this moment, he is the same as Meng Yu, also being at the fourth level of the Fetal Origin Stage!

"Zhu Dong, you, you want to lead people to gang up on me?"

Meng Yu asked coldly.

This ring was called a free-for-all. Fighting in groups and fighting alone were both methods. As long as the opponent was defeated in a reasonable manner, it would be fine.

"Group fight? For Soft Rice King like you, why would I need to gang up! "

Zhu Dong said in disdain.

With the increase of his strength, he was filled with confidence.

He had a soft spot for Xia Ting as usual.

Just now, when he saw that Meng Yu and Xia Ting were whispering sweet nothings to each other, he was so angry that he exploded!

At that time, Zhu Dong had scolded in his heart for daring to make such intimate moves in front of everyone's eyes.

He also knew that Xia Ting did not like him. In fact, he even had a faint feeling that the girl and the youth's actions were so intimate that she might not be a complete match anymore.

However, there was still a trace of hope in his heart. Perhaps, by defeating Meng Yu and allowing Xia Ting to see his strength, he could snatch that Leng Yan Junior Sister away.

Even if she wasn't a chick anymore, he didn't care.

As long as he could spend the night with that girl, he would have no regrets even if he had to die!

Zhu Dong said as he took out a big blade.

This was actually a Spiritual Middle Grade magical equipment!

During his last battle with Meng Yu, his blade that was originally of the Common Level was cut in half by Meng Yu's sword, causing him to feel that he had lost in the hands of a weapon. After that, he had spent a lot of effort to get this sword with Spiritual Middle Grade.

At this moment.

Red flames blazed on the surface of the broadsword. There was even some lightning that twined around the broadsword, scorching the air!

"Senior Brother Zhu Dong's « Thunder and Fire Saber Art » has been practiced to the limit! It's really amazing! "

The three to four fellow sect members looked at Zhu Dong with envious expressions.

"Brothers, although I can handle Meng Yu myself, I still want everyone to help me defeat him."

Zhu Dong cupped his hands and said to the four fellow disciples.

Meng Yu could not help but be speechless when he heard this. He thought to himself, this person is really a hypocrite.

Zhu Dong had previously said that she would rely on her own strength to defeat him, and did not want to group up with him.

"Hahahaha …"

Meng Yu laughed loudly, "Do you even have any shame? Her words were even better than her singing! If you want to gang up on me, then come over. I'm too lazy to fight you guys. "

"Very well, I will let you know what regret is."

Zhu Dong called out to the other four disciples, and they all brought out their spirit artifacts. There was a blade, a sword, and even a bow.

This was a reasonable combination, with both melee and long-range shots.

Aside from one being a member of the Second Level of Fetal Origin Stage, the other three were all at the third level of the Fetal Origin Stage. Their chances of winning were high when they fought Meng Yu together.

Although Meng Yu's words were full of contempt for him, he was secretly muttering to himself, "They are all people of the Second Clan Elder's. If we go together, I really won't be able to handle it!"

On the other stage, a pair of ice-cold eyes was staring at Meng Yu. It was a young disciple with six levels of Fetal Origin Stage, who had a robust build!

This Cultivation Level of his, coupled with the fact that the Martial Soul were powerful, was already enough to request from the sect to become an elder.

"Meng Yu. I originally thought that only 'Ouyang Tushan' and the others would be able to defeat you, but who would have thought that you would be defeated by Zhu Dong and the others. Good, let me have one less enemy. "