Zuoqiu Hongyuan suddenly let out a long sigh, his body flashed, and he walked down the ring like a ghost.
Although he is no longer the focus of everyone's attention at this moment, some people still glance at the ring where he is from time to time.
After all, he is the first strong person to dominate in this Wanbao Conference, and he is also recognized as one of the strongest geniuses in the world. Therefore, every move he makes attracts much attention.
The moment he jumped off the ring, no one knew how many people were shocked.
The meaning of "ba lei" is to occupy the ring, and the dominator is required to be on top of the ring at all times. Except for the night truce, the dominator is not allowed to get off the ring. Otherwise, you will lose your qualification for domination.
If Zuoqiu Hongyuan was knocked off the ring during a fight, everyone wouldn't be so surprised.
However, at this moment, he was obviously the only one in the ring, but he suddenly jumped off the ring, which naturally caused a commotion.
Wu Hanning glanced over and said in a deep voice: "Zuoqiu Hongyuan, why did you give up?"
Zuoqiu Hongyuan paused, without looking back, he sighed and said, "Your Highness, do you think our competition is still meaningful?" He glanced in the direction of Ouyang Ming and said, "Brother Ou , If there is a chance in the future, Hongyuan will ask for advice in person!" After saying that, he left in a flash.
He is arrogant and free-spirited. Although he is a little dissatisfied with Ouyang Ming, he will not challenge him at this time.
Seeing Zuo Qiu Hongyuan leave, Qin Xingchen and others secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Although they are all at the fifth level of Yangpin Peak, if they ask themselves, if they want to be enemies with Zuoqiu Hongyuan, no one dares to say that they are sure of winning.
This was also the reason why although they were jealous after Zuoqiu Hongyuan's domination, no one stepped up to challenge him.
Wu Hanning's beautiful eyes turned, and she took a deep look at Ouyang Ming. A smile flashed on her face hidden by the scarf. Then, she moved lightly, walked off the stage and floated away.
As Zuoqiu Hongyuan said, when Ouyang Ming was born and was able to use his spiritually simulated fists to help warriors break through their limits and advance to higher ranks, the Wanbao Tournament's competition to win the championship had lost its meaning.
Even if Wu Hanning or Zuoqiu Hongyuan dominated for ten days and finally won the championship.
But in the future, whenever someone mentions this Wanbao Conference, the first thing that comes to mind is the weirdo Ouyang Ming. The second and third people that came to mind were the Yida ancestors who were promoted in this Wanbao Conference.
As for the leader of the competition...
No matter how powerful the leader is, he is only a Yang-level expert. Compared to the ancestors of the Jida, how many people are willing to pay attention to them
Zuoqiu Hongyuan and Wu Hanning were fully prepared for this Wanbao Conference. However, all these efforts were ruined the moment Ouyang Ming appeared.
What makes them feel even more sad and helpless is that they can't do anything to Ouyang Ming, and they can't even think of stepping forward to challenge him at this moment.
Because the more than 30 top Yangpins standing on the ring were staring at them with eager eyes. Even the proud ones would not dare to be enemies with so many future ancestors of the Ultimate Dao at the same time.
Therefore, staying away from this land of right and wrong may not make them willing, but it is undoubtedly the best way.
Under the ring, countless people were talking. They were all filled with emotion, and more eyes were focused on the only ring.
Ouyang Ming put away the forged saber and mold, looked at everyone, and said, "Everyone, my spiritual power is limited. I can use my spiritual simulation fist three times at most in a day." He paused and said, "Wanbao Conference On the tenth day, you can draw lots to enter the competition. As for the rest of you." He turned to Bai Shixue and said with a smile, "Young Pavilion Master, you should have somewhere to make arrangements."
Bai Shixuejiao smiled and said, "Don't worry, Master Ou, IKEA Pavilion will definitely satisfy you."
IKEA Pavilion is a place for doing business and has friendships with all major aristocratic families. Connections are money connections. If there is a chance to establish a relationship with these future ancestors of the Jida, Yijia Pavilion will definitely smile from ear to ear. They will definitely do their best to make arrangements for the mere venue issues.
Qin Xingchen and others looked happy. After receiving Ouyang Ming's promise, they felt relieved.
Although the use of mental simulation fists three times a day was a bit too little, they did not dare to force it. As for the gap between the three confrontations... They believed that even if someone was brave enough to be ambitious, they would not dare to challenge.
These peak-level people in the ring are all people of great status. Now that they have made a decision, they will naturally not be mothers-in-law.
A batch of bamboo sticks were delivered to the ring, each person wrote their names and put them into a wooden box.
Qin Xingchen and others respectfully placed the wooden box in front of Ouyang Ming. At this time, except for him, the others did not dare to take the initiative to take out the box even to avoid suspicion.
Ouyang Ming naturally felt no psychological burden. He groped around in the wooden box casually and took out the bamboo sticks one by one. Every time he took out a bamboo stick, someone registered it.
Although these people's palaces are extremely deep, the stakes are very important. After the bamboo sticks were drawn out, they were either happy or helpless and smiled bitterly.
But from beginning to end, no one had the slightest objection to this. Even if the last few were dissatisfied, they did not show it on their faces.
At this time, as long as there is a shred of sense, everyone knows that they must not offend Ouyang Ming.
After drawing out the bamboo sticks, Ouyang Ming looked up at the sky and said, "It's getting late. If there is only one left today, we should be able to rest."
Everyone looked at each other and thought to themselves, even if one arena match lasts for an hour, there are at least two matches. However, when Ouyang Ming set the tone, no one objected. Even the royal guards kept their mouths shut, not daring to get into trouble.
As for the bystanders under the ring, even if they have the courage to boo, no one cares what they think.
Ouyang Ming stood in the center of the ring and looked at everyone with piercing eyes.
These people immediately understood what he meant. Except for a tall middle-aged man, the others jumped down immediately, as if they were afraid that they would walk too slowly and make Ouyang Mingji resentful.
The middle-aged man smiled, cupped his fists and said, "Master Ou, I, Chen Yixian, would like to say hello to the master on behalf of my ancestor and my younger brother."
Ouyang Ming was slightly startled and said in surprise: "Are you a relative of Senior Chen Dishou and General Chen Yifan?"
Chen Yixian nodded and said: "Exactly."
A sincere smile suddenly appeared on Ouyang Ming's face. Both Chen Dishou and Chen Yifan could be said to be his noble people.
Naturally, he looked at these two relatives in a different light.
Qin Xingchen and others' expressions changed slightly. Although they found out Ou Yangming's basic origin, they only knew that Master Ou was from Changlong County, and they knew a lot about his deeds and whereabouts in the capital.
But the story of what happened to Ou Yangming in Changlong County was not something they could know.
Therefore, when they saw Ouyang Ming and Chen Yixian chatting and laughing, they couldn't help but feel an inexplicable sense of crisis.
Ouyang Ming chatted with him for a few words and said: "Brother Chen, I'm going to take action, so be careful." With his current strength and identity, coupled with today's performance, this shout of Brother Chen is justified.
Chen Yixian immediately calmed down and said solemnly: "Master Ou, please."
Before he finished speaking, a flower suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.
The surrounding environment has undergone tremendous changes. The arena and the audience have all disappeared. But directly in front of him, a huge and colorful tiger climbed up lazily. A pair of gloomy and violent eyes locked on him instantly. The terrifying pressure was so powerful that it was almost suffocating. It almost fell from the sky. He was about to be pushed down directly.
Chen Yixian's face changed slightly, and he was shocked.
After seeing Wu Lejia's previous performance in the ring, Chen Yixian had already guessed that Ouyang Ming's mental simulation fist must be something special.
However, it was not until he personally experienced it that he realized that this boxing technique was not only extraordinary, but also brought him a subversive experience.
Especially the terrifying half-elf beast that made him realize his death when it stared at him, it didn't look like a false existence at all.
"Roar… "
The colorful giant roared, unfolded its entire body, and rushed towards Chen Yixian.
The force of this attack was so powerful that it seemed as if the entire space was moved by it.
On the ring, Chen Yixian started to move, and in full view of everyone, he took out a long gun he was carrying behind his back.
The Chen family's choke-locking gun shone brilliantly in his hand. The elegant and shadowless, yet unparalleled gun technique of locking the throat with a gun made countless bystanders feel irresistible fear. However, although this marksmanship is unparalleled, his opponent is nothing but empty air.
Chen Yixian persisted in the ring for half an hour before collapsing to the ground. At this time, he was exhausted and seemed to have no strength to even stand. However, even so, the spear in his hand was still held tightly.
If the gun is lost, the man will be killed!
Even though his life was at stake, Chen Yixian still never gave up the spear in his hand.
This is what he insists on and protects with his life.
Ou Yangming retracted his hands, and all the simulated illusions disappeared immediately, and there was a hint of admiration in his eyes.
Under his control, Chen Yixian had long been at the end of his rope. However, his will was firm and never wavered in the slightest. Especially at the last moment of life and death, there was a gleam of wisdom in his eyes that seemed to have seen through life and death.
Although such a person does not have the talent of Zuoqiu Hongyuan and Wu Hanning, his future achievements may not be inferior to them.
Chen Yixian sat cross-legged on the ground, first nodded to Ouyang Ming to thank him, then gathered his mind and closed his eyes to practice.
The moment a surging and powerful energy burst out from his body, the entire arena was shaken again.
The faces of the remaining peak Yang-level people even had expressions of joy that could not be concealed. Ouyang Ming, he can indeed create the ancestors of the Jida in batches!