Song Yang sent Jiang Wenxin back to her residence, and he also returned.
Tomorrow is the battle to replace the elite rankings. Many warriors go to sleep early, trying to adjust to the best condition and get a good ranking in the competition.
Song Yang felt much more relaxed.
He opened the live broadcast room to take a look.
There are many more messages and rewards from viewers in the live broadcast room.
The Sheep Star: "Host 666, punching a pretentious warrior, hugging a beautiful girlfriend, so envious!"
I have a big sword: "My favorite anchor, you are my idol!"
Thirty-seven: "The anchor is a genius, he can even beat a dog to a new level!"
The strongest martial arts fanatic: "The host is very powerful, please give me some advice!"
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"A rocket reward for the hard-working bee!"
"Three little sheep give 100 fish balls!"
"The Divine Machine Camp rewards you with a diamond!"
"A thirty-meter-long sword rewards a rocket!"
"Pink Lady gives a rocket!"
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The popularity of the live broadcast room has increased by hundreds of millions, and Song Yang’s personal fan value has now reached 1.4 billion.
The increase was good and Song Yang felt happy.
I believe that with some time, I will be able to break through to level seven.
Song Yang checked his backpack.
A total of thirty level 7 consecutive experience cards are placed in it.
This was a reward from the system when I drew the foundation-building pill to increase my strength.
Song Yang couldn't think of where to use it for the time being, so he put it aside for now.
The night passed quickly.
Song Yang stood up along with other Zhenyuan realm warriors, packed up, and lined up to go to the upper courtyard martial arts competition arena.
The Martial Arts Arena is where the upper house's giant, large-scale events take place.
Today is the ranking competition, and the martial arts arena is bustling with activity.
Su Xiaoya held up a small flag and kept inviting the warriors from the elite class three to sit with her.
She was wearing brand new warrior attire today.
The white cloud-sleeved archery suit and the flying-winged cloud boots made her look clean and neat.
Zhang Hua came to the front seat and sat down in high spirits.
Su Xiaoya immediately said, "Zhang Hua, get up. This seat is not for you."
Zhang Hua said, "What's wrong? Are there any rules about who sits where? I won't get up unless you kiss me."
Song Yang came over, patted Zhang Hua on the back of his head and said, "Hey, you, get out of here."
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Zhang Hua stood up angrily and moved to sit in the second row.
Song Yang said: "Squad leader, are you okay?"
Su Xiaoya blushed and said, "It's okay, Song Yang, I've reserved a front seat for you. You must play well today. The glory of our class three depends on you!"
Song Yang smiled and nodded.
He sat directly in the front seat.
The other three groups of warriors all shrank to the sides, not daring to sit with him.
Song Yang sat down, and Su Xiaoya sat next to him. From behind, they looked like a young couple.
Zhang Hua pouted and said, "What's so great about that? Look at me, Zhang Hua, I shined in the competition today and made it to the 20th place on the elite list!"
The director of the teaching department, Truman, a martial artist at the peak of the Condensation Realm, leaped into the air.
He said loudly: "Dear warriors of the upper house, the Elite Ranking Competition has begun. Each class will send a warrior to participate. You can also directly challenge a warrior. The competition system is a two-on-two duel. The winner will advance. The competition begins now!"
Crash~!
An agile figure jumped onto the arena in the center of the martial arts arena.
He has a dark complexion and a tall and thin body.
After he appeared, he said, "I am Li Chaoxi, a warrior from the Elite Class Five, and I have come to challenge the strongest person from the Elite Class Three!"