Chapter 72

Then the seventeen broadswords and eighteen broadswords dissipated, and the strong wind dissipated. Ye Hao's eyes were bloodshot, which was totally unacceptable. Finally, the remaining one was the "broadsword axe" representing the ancient bell Ye Hao knelt on the ground with his head in his arms as if he were crazy. He kept hitting the ground with his head. The ancient bell quickly took back his last chop.

Ye Hao's head bangs against the floor, and the trickle of blood on his forehead turns red on the floor of the test bench. At the reminder of the ancient clock, the backstage staff dragged Ye Hao down.

Timely prevented Ye Hao from crashing to death in front of 100000 spectators on the competition platform.

Gu Zhong shook his head regretfully and sighed: "it's too persistent, I don't know how to be flexible. I can't do it in a long time even if I have some talent."

make complaints about the automatic speaking of Gu Zhong, and the eyebrows tremble three times. He has been making more than ten years of martial arts skills, and you have seen this for more than three seconds.

but make complaints about Tucao, but now he dare not make complaints about the ancient clock. He looked at it sympathetically. He was in the rescue. Ye Hao, who was not very clear, announced quickly: "the first game, Cangshan sent the gate to the ancient clock."

Quiet, quiet, terrible, the audience is still immersed in the moment of the collision between the two sides, until the ancient clock back to the terminal, the venue gradually restored to the excitement.

The head of the waiting area, like the referee, looked at Ye Hao who had been carried away with sympathy, and felt a trace of gratitude to Ye Hao. He was grateful that Ye Hao and Gu Zhong were fighting each other. Otherwise, they might have been carried down now.

Even a few leaders who have not yet played have already begun to give up. Otherwise, they can find a chance to lose the game. Otherwise, they will have to face Gu Zhong for fear. It is small to be beaten, which reveals the martial arts of the sect.

Jiang Liran glanced at the ancient clock and seemed to want to see something from the ancient clock, but it turned out that nothing could be seen.

After all, Gu Zhong himself seems to be a good-looking scoundrel.

However, it was Jiang Liran's turn to compete in the next game. Immediately, Gu Zhong closed his eyes and closed his eyes. Han Mingyue, one meter away from the ancient clock, tried to cut the ancient bell into pieces with his eyes.

However, due to the status of the leader of the seven streams, he could only resist his anger, and his handsome face turned pale and white.

Xiao Tian, who stood behind him, saw the ancient clock as a thorn in his eye. Invisible, the ancient clock was not favored, but became the existence that they cared about most.

Go back to have a good chat with elder martial brothers and younger brothers, the headmaster is also too It's amazing!

Xiao Tian's heart trembled and Pengbai wanted to blow the ancient bell to heaven with a rainbow fart.

……

"In the second set, Jiang Liran, the leader of Qinglongshan, won the game."

"In the third round, Han Mingyue, the leader of Mingyue sect, won..."

"In the fourth inning, Ling Feng, the leader of Blue Water Pavilion, won..."

Gu Zhong took a nap, and the main list of the leader contest had been released, which was not different from Gu Zhong's guess in mind. Next, the second round of contest for the champion candidate will be held.

Crowding into the blue water garret master is now a flustered comparison, the game, I do not know how, gently patted the opponent, he even knocked him to the ground.

Then the man was like a sudden seizure like foaming on the stage, spitting his tongue and staring, and then a group of people came up and lifted him down, and then he won the game inexplicably.

Entering the main table of this competition, it should be a happy thing to do, but Ling Feng vaguely returned to the stage, only sad reaction.

I was cheated! The leader didn't want to win at all. He deliberately pit me, too Knowing that he is about to face the unfathomable Han Mingyue, which is equivalent to half of the real Dan Kingdom, there is also a more terrible ancient clock hour.

Who would want the reputation of this list?

Ling Feng thinks that he is really a brain pumping, will accidentally win the game, God, the pressure is great.

The draw results of the new round of competition will come out soon. After all, it's all dark. Can't it be fast? Gu Zhong is holding a good-looking eyebrow and squints at the host of the competition platform.

I see what else you want to play.

"The next two games will be played at the same time."

As soon as the host waves his hand, the spacious competition platform will automatically separate into a two meter wide gap, and the original central test bench will be divided into two parts.

"Wow, the scope of the game has been narrowed down a lot."

"It's more difficult."

"It's a good show."

"I want to see the ancient leader fight against Han Zongzhu."

"Would that be too intense to be able to part with three days and three nights?"

The audience has put the ancient clock in the same position as Han Mingyue.

"I think it's also good for master han to fight against leader Jiang."

"Mm-hmm, or headmaster Jiang and headmaster Gu fight."

In the eyes of the audience, there is no sense of existence."Well, now announce the draw."

"On the left side, leader Han is against the master of warling Pavilion."

"On the right side, leader Jiang versus leader Gu."

Some of the spectators who got their wishes stood up to revel, and those who did not want to play according to the results of their hearts did not feel lost.

On the contrary, I bet with my family and friends excitedly.

"Dog, do you think that's the first place to end?"

"I think on the left, the strength is too different."

"No, no, no, I think on the right, the ancient headmaster was faster than the Han patriarch before."

"Well, let's bet ten gold coins."

"Deal."

……

After a brief makeover, the leaders of the two groups were in place.

Standing in front of Jiang Liran, Gu Zhong realized that the old boy had failed to arrange a series of strong enemies for Laozi. Finally, he decided to play in person?

I thought he would use the knife to kill people and let Han Mingyue do it to me.

However, it is also true that Qinglongshan news should not be so well informed. He doesn't know the relationship between us and Han Mingyue before. Is it more comfortable to choose your own?

It's just that I haven't been happy with you for a long time.

Gu Zhong's eyes gradually darkened, the laser gun in the system has been in place, Jiang Liran installed again well, Guzhong would not believe even one of his nose hairs.

Laser guns don't need any reason to shoot.

Sure enough, in order to reduce the vigilance of Guzhong, Jiang Liran tried to squeeze out a kind smile on his honest face.

"Headmaster Gu is really young and promising. Does he want to be promoted to the eighth rate sect?"

"I know a few elders with some forces in Ziyun city. Can I contact you first?"

Wo Cao, Jiang Liran is a MLM leader? I almost believed it.

"This seat is free. Don't worry about it. Get ready for the game."

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