Chapter 842

"The main content of"

"First of all, 400 talented friars will draw lots, No. 1 and No. 2 will compete, and so on!"

Jia Daheng said a few words, the method of competition did not change much.

"At the end of the first game, 200 monks won and 200 were defeated!"

"The winner 200 monks and the defeated 200 friars will draw lots for each other. Once again, one hundred monks won the first group, and the 100 monks were defeated in the second group. Among the 200 defeated monks, 100 monks also won into 3 groups, and the 100 friars were defeated and eliminated directly! "

"The third group and the second group will draw lots. The winning friars are divided into two groups; the defeated 100 friars will be eliminated directly!"

As the saying was a little more complicated, Jia Daheng stopped for a moment and gave the monks below some time to digest.

"Finally, the first group and the second group will draw lots. The winning 100 people will continue to draw. The winning 50 people will be the first group. The top 100 people will be promoted directly. The defeated 50 people will be the second group. The defeated 100 people will continue to draw. The winning 50 people will be 3 groups. The defeated 50 people will be eliminated directly!"

"Three groups and two groups draw lots, the winning 50 people will be directly promoted to the top 100, and the defeated 50 people will be eliminated directly!"

"The monks who have been promoted twice together are just 100, which is the top 100 in the talent ranking competition. They represent the northern region to participate in the talent ranking competition in the western region."

"Everybody, do you hear me clearly? If there is no problem, please go to the high platform for lottery registration now! "

After Jia Daheng finished, all the monks below understood it, and they all went to the stage to draw lots and register.

At this time, the organizers began to arrange the challenge arena on the Beiming square. There were just 100 arena, one to one hundred.

As long as you win all the way to the promotion, you can advance directly. Otherwise, there will be more games.

According to this selection method, it is fairly fair.

Soon, after the lottery registration, the Promotion Tournament officially began.

Liu Xing took 116, which was his turn in the second round. He sat down in the square, closed his eyes and waited for the referee to call his name before going up.

He felt that such a competition, for him, has become a bit boring.

He will definitely be promoted, no matter how the competition, it is not very meaningful.

The only meaningful thing is that he can go up to fight and improve his actual combat ability.

“…… Ask Yi Xingyu No. 115 and Liu Xing No. 116 to compete in No. 8 arena;... "

Finally read Liu Xing's name, Liu Xing got up and flew to the No. 8 arena.

Yi Xingyu, who competed with him, has the strength of Da Yuan man in the later period of the golden elixir. His martial spirit and body method are both in the realm of Zhongcheng. His magic weapon is a big red sword.

"I'm Xingyu, I'm here to learn from brother Liu's high moves. I hope brother Liu will show mercy and let me support more moves!"

As soon as Yi Xingyu came up, he immediately clasped his fist to Liu Xing and said a few words politely.

Liu Xing last time under the demon beast mountain range, fought alone against the city Lord's house and other four big six star forces. Although he did not see the specific process, he really admired Liu Xing.

Liu Xing and that Yuanying mid-term master's duel, as well as that Huashen mid-term master's duel, he all saw in the eye.

He knows that he is not Liu Xing's opponent at all, but he still wants to play a real game with Liu Xing. Winning or losing is no longer so important.

"Brother Xingyu, you are welcome. I hope brother Xingyu will be merciful."

Liu Xing also hugged Yi Xingyu and politely replied that a flying sword was hanging on top of his head, and the competition officially began.

Liu Xing plans to use a lonely sword to try Yi Xingyu's strength first. If he can't, he will fly with two swords.

"Brother Liu, look at the knife!"

"The first form of the fire Sabre technique, straight in with a single knife!"

Yi Xingyu yelled at Liu Xing. His figure rushed forward, and a knife slashed at Liu Xing. The knife had a red awn. The awn was about a meter long. There was still some distance between the knife and Liu Xing, but the awn of the knife had already cleaved to Liu Xing.

"Lying trough ～"

before the knife awn was cut, Liu Xing felt that his skin on his face was scalded by the heat of the knife awn.

"True yuan chop!"

Liu Xing aims at the Dao Mang and splits it with one hand. The condensed Zhenyuan Dao Qi splits to the Dao mang.

"Bang ~"

Liu Xing's Zhenyuan chop collided with Yi Xingyu's Dao Mang, and both broke into pieces and dissipated.

"The second form of the fire Sabre technique, double swords at the same time!"

The first form of Yi Xingyu's flaming fire Sabre was simply broken by Liu Xing's one Zhenyuan chop. He directly inspired the second form of the flaming fire Sabre technique. He chopped a knife at Liu Xing, but there were two swords that went to Liu Xing one after another.

The two mangles were faster than the first type, and the first Dao mang soon fell in front of Liu Xing.

"True yuan chop!"

Liu Xing made two palms with both hands, and split two palm knives backward. The two Zhenyuan Dao Qi blasted to Yi Xingyu's knife awn in turn."Bang ~"

"bang ~"

two Zhenyuan choppers collided with Yi Xingyu's two blades, which directly smashed Yi Xingyu's two blades successively.

However, Liu Xing obviously felt that his second true yuan chop did not smash Yi Xingyu's second Dao Dao mang to such a perfect level that he could only encourage and strengthen.

"The third form of the fire Sabre technique, three sabres flowing clouds!"

Yi Xingyu saw that his second form was also broken by Liu Xing, and he directly stimulated the third one.

He splits three knives to Liu Xing successively, and the three Dao mang successively cleaves to Liu Xing.

"True yuan chop!"

Liu Xing used both hands and quickly cut out three Zhenyuan cuts, but the first Dao mang was broken by his Zhenyuan chop, and the two Zhenyuan cuts behind him only broke Yi Xingyu's second Dao mang.

Yi Xingyu's third Dao mang is more powerful than the first two. It blows at him directly.

"True Yuan Zhi!"

Liu Xing was shocked and had to admire Yi Xingyu's fire Sabre technique. His feet stepped back, and at the same time he aroused a real yuan finger.

"Bang ~"

Liu Xing's Zhenyuan finger was much more powerful than Zhenyuan's, and one finger smashed Yi Xingyu's third blade.

"The fourth form of the fire Sabre method, four knives cut the soul!"

While the third awn was broken by Liu Xing, Yi Xingyu directly stimulated the fourth form of the fire sabre, which continuously cleaved four sweeps to Liu Xing, and the four awns directly cleaved to Liu Xing.

"True Yuan Zhi!"

Liu Xing's eyes congealed, hands together, quickly point out four fingers, four true yuan finger directly hit Yi Xingyu's four Dao mang!

"Bang ~"

"bang ~"

"bang ~"

"bang ~"

"bang ~"

four explosions were heard almost at the same time, and Yi Xingyu's fourth formula was broken again by Liu Xing.

"Brother Liu, the next step is the final form of the fire Sabre technique. It can be regarded as the assassin's mace of my younger brother. If brother Liu can take over, I will be defeated!"

Seeing that Liu Xing broke his first four types of sabres in succession, Yi Xingyu had a smile on his face, and Liu Xing had a fight. He thought it was worth it.

"Ha ha ha ha..."

"Brother Xingyu, let your horse come here!"

Liu Xing laughs, and Yi Xingyu fight, he really feel some happy.

"Brother Liu, look at the knife!"

"The fifth move of the fire Sabre technique, five knives return to one!"

Yi Xingyu said in a loud voice, and his figure quickly put on a few postures in situ. From different directions, he chopped a knife to Liu Xing, a total of five knives.

From five directions, the five Dao awns cleaved to Liu Xing one after another, and one knife was faster than the other. When the five Dao awns cut fast to Liu Xing, they actually merged into a huge fire red awn, which directly hit Liu Xing.

"Lying trough..."

"A sword of loneliness!"

Liu Xingyi looked at the situation and knew that his real yuan finger could not break the opponent's fifth move. He could only put his hands together and pointed at the huge knife awn. At the same time, the flying sword hanging over his head suddenly flew out like a meteor, turning into a remnant shadow and directly bumping into the huge sword awn.

"Bang ~ ~"

Liu Xing's flying general collided with the huge sword awn in an instant, making a loud noise, and the huge sword awn directly burst out and quickly dissipated.

"Dang ～"

Liu Xing's lonely sword has been castrated and dropped on the challenge arena, and then it is controlled by Liu Xing again, flying over his head and floating in the air.

"Brother Liu!"

"My little brother is poor in skills. Since brother Liu has already broken the skill, I'm willing to bow down and admit defeat!"

Yi Xingyu hugged Liu Xing and said a few words. He chose to admit defeat directly.

Although his fifth movement can be inspired more than ten times in a row, he knows that Liu Xing still doesn't do his best, and is still meaningless in the fight.

At least he knew that if Liu Xing took out the fire dragon snatch before, he could definitely break his fifth movement with one shot, or the white light flashed out from Liuxing's Dantian could also break his fifth move instantly.

He is not Liu Xing's opponent at all. The purpose of the contest has been achieved. There is no need to continue to waste time.

"Ha ha ha ha..."

"Thank you very much for your acceptance."

Liu Xing hugged Yi Xingyu, which was a happy turn.

Yi Xingyu's strength is only the later stage of the golden elixir, but his sword skill is comparable to his lonely sword in the early days of Yuanying.

This is enough to prove that Yi Xingyu's combat effectiveness is still very strong, and he is an opponent worthy of his respect.

"Liu Xing wins and Yi Xingyu loses. Please rest in the arena and prepare to participate in the next contest!"

Yi Xingyu admitted defeat, the referee immediately came out to announce the results, Liu Xing and Yi Xingyu clasped fists with each other, flew to the arena to rest, ready to continue to participate in the next battle.

Liu Xing paid special attention to bi Yunyao. The first battle of Bi Yunyao was a monk in the middle of the golden elixir.The monk's body method and martial spirit are both in the realm of Zhongcheng, and Bi Yunyao won easily after more than ten moves in the battle.

This Bi Yunyao is really a bit scary. She can easily win the battle. Do you want to find a chance to kill her?

Liu Xing murmured in his heart that he began to shake his mind about whether to kill Bi Yunyao.

Bi Yunyao, in his heart is a contradiction, he can only continue to look at it again, really can't, give her out, save fear.

It just depends on whether you are determined to kill.

“…… Ask her Jue Hongyi, No. 143, and Liu Xing, 116, to compete on the No. 24 arena

Soon, I read Liu Xing's name again. Liu Xing flew to No. 24 arena, and then a young man in black also flew up.

The young man in black is called she Ying Hongyi. Her strength is the great perfection in the later period of foundation building. Both the martial spirit and body method are the realm of great success, and the qualification is also the existence of adversity.

However, she yinghongyi looks too cold. The magic weapon she uses is two flying feather light armor axes. The level of the flying feather light armor axe is the third-order best spirit weapon. After he takes the stage, he does not speak, his head is slightly lowered, and he does not look at Liu Xing.

"Brother she Qiong Hongyi, I'm Liu Xing. You're welcome, brother!"

Liu Xing saw that she Ying Hong Yi didn't speak, and took the initiative to clasp his fist and say hello.

Now he has no hatred with these monks. He also wants to coexist with them peacefully. We should learn from each other. There is no need to be like enemies.

"The little man gets his way!"

"Arrogant, you don't deserve to call me brother!"

But she Ying Hong Yi just looked at Liu Xing coldly and said a word coldly. She didn't pay attention to Liu Xing at all, or despised Liu Xing at all.

"Ha ha ha ha..."

"Drag your chicken, hair, ungrateful thing. Watch the battle for a while, and the labor and capital will beat you to death!"

Liu Xing's face changed. His hot face pressed cold buttocks, and his mood suddenly became unhappy.

He is a master in the mid-term of Yuanying. Now he is in a good mood. She yinghongyi despises him, which makes him want to be angry.

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