The top eight players are produced.
Ye Qingxuan's party can be said to shine brilliantly. Among the eight brothers, Zhan Yu, Huangfu Taiming, Monk Ruhua, and Ye Qingxuan, these four have the strongest combat effectiveness, and they are very happy to be able to appear at the same time.
The other four contestants in the top eight are "Little Sword God" Li Daozong, "Shaoyin Sword" Beiming Yuzhuo, "Silver Halberd General" Cui Peng, and "Yumian Xiaomengchang" Zong Xuan.
It is worth mentioning that in the top sixteen, Huo Tingzun and Huangfu Taiyu met strong opponents and were eliminated. Of course, those who are interested found that after the two ended the competition at a very fast speed, they both ran in the same direction Go, it seems to be looking for someone...
It is possible that the two of them gave up the competition and went after Heng Suya.
The draw list for the quarter-finals was prepared two days in advance, and it was fully announced on the notice boards in each garden...
First game:
"Jade Noodle Xiaomengchang" Zong Xuan played against Monk Ruhua;
Second game:
"Shaoyin Sword" Beiming Yuzhuo vs. Huangfu Taiming;
Game 3:
"Silver Halberd General" Cui Peng faced Ye Qingxuan;
Game 4:
"Little Sword God" Li Daozong played against "Little Eagle King" Zhan Yu.
Undoubtedly, Ruhua and Ye Qingxuan got the upper lottery. That Zong Xuan and Cui Peng who came out of nowhere are undoubtedly the weakest two among the eight finalists. "Earth Yuan Realm" peak realm, but it is obviously not comparable to Beiming Yuzhuo or Li Daozong in terms of momentum.
But for Huangfu Taiming who faced Beiming Yuzhuo and Zhan Yu who faced Li Daozong, everyone was a little worried.
These two people have already represented the most outstanding generation of young warriors of this generation. Although none of the core disciples of the Baidao Dao faction participated in this "Kirin Club", the two people, as members of the Beiming family and the "Yijian Villa" A generation of masters is enough to represent the level of the strongest disciples of other major sects, and even slightly exceed it.
Therefore, although other people were worried about the outcome of the competition, Huangfu Taiming and Zhan Yu, who participated in the competition, were very happy, even inexplicably excited.
"If there is an opportunity for you to become the focus of the world's attention, are you afraid of the unknown future or excited about meeting the challenge? Let me tell you, I am very excited..." Zhan Yu's eyes radiated unprecedented Warlike light, reminiscent of an eagle that finds its prey, "Li Daozong? Kung Fu is very good, maybe I will lose, but I am not afraid of challenges... In my dictionary, there is no word 'fear of war', only 'face to battle' '!"
Huangfu Taiming's eyes were also shining, and he swung his fist violently with his right hand. The golden lightning-like light on the fist flashed away, stirring the air to hum and vibrate.
"In a month's time, my [Vajra Subduing Demon Supernatural Ability] has been slightly completed. This is really a domineering technique. I am about to compete with the 'Shaoyin Sword' to let the world know that I [Vajra Fu What is the power of Demonic Ability!"
Huangfu Taiming, who was originally somewhat bookish, gradually became domineering and dull after practicing the [Vajra Subduing Demon Supernatural Ability]. At this time, his confident words, combined with the terrifying true energy like thunder, everyone couldn't help but respect him and Bei Mingyu. Zhuo's battle was full of expectations.
Early in the morning of the quarter-finals, people from Nanlong Villa prepared an incense table at the competition venue and placed tributes. Pigs, cattle and sheep were complete, and they worshiped the sky and respected the earth to show their grandeur.
The congenital masters headed by "Nantian Yilong" Wei Xiaotian came forward to burn incense and pray one by one.
This manipulation took a full two hours.
Everyone was waiting impatiently, chatting in the tent.
After two hours, boom boom boom, there was a sound of drums outside, and it was approaching ten o'clock in the morning, and the first game was about to start!
"Okay, it's my turn! Brothers, sit down for a while, let's go home and come back!" Great Monk Ruhua stood up in a daze, shook his water-polished Zen staff, and the copper ring on the Zen staff rattled and rattled.
"Stop talking nonsense, all brothers go together..." Wan Guotai stood up and shouted with the Qinglong Yanyue knife in his hand.
Gui Biesheng, who can make jokes the most, also stood up and yelled: "Yes, yes, my uncle is so right! Our fifth uncle has many brothers, so they all went to cheer, let's not say anything else, let's shout together, It can also shake that little boy to the ground!"
Everyone burst into laughter.
Since having this big nephew who has nothing to brag about, everyone laughs a lot more than usual.
The great monk Ruhua just ran two steps away with his water-milled Zen stick, suddenly lowered his head, and came back again, startling the people behind him.
"What's the matter, fifth, why are you back?"
Ru Hua looked dumbfounded, scratched the back of her head, and said, "Zhi, Zhi Niang is a thief! Sa, Sajia is hungry—"
The brothers were dumbfounded immediately, and then burst out laughing.
Zhan Yu was so angry that he pointed at Ruhua and scolded: "You ate six drawers of steamed buns and four bowls of porridge in the morning, why the hell are you still hungry? You idiot—"
"No, no wine, no, no meat, no, not enough!" Ruhua stretched her neck back.
"Hurry up and play, I'm waiting for you..." Wan Guotai begged earnestly, "After the martial arts competition, big brother treats you to meat, let you be full, now I can't bear it..."
"Hungry, hungry, no, no energy..." Ruhua said with a sad face.
Everyone felt helpless, where can I get you food at this time
Everyone was trying to persuade Ruhua here, and they didn't notice that there was one person missing by their side, but in a short time, they heard someone running over while yelling, "Fifth uncle wait a moment, the wine and meat are here!"
Everyone was shocked, and when they looked back, they saw that Guibiesheng was holding a big wine jar in one hand and a huge bull's head in the other, and Sa Yazi ran towards them, with several disciples from Nanlong Villa behind him Chasing desperately, all of them were flushed with anger and jumped up and down: "Stop that thief in front of me, you wicked and smoking man, you fucking stole the tribute to the heaven, you let me How did the ceremony go?"
Everyone was dumbfounded when they saw it. Why does Guibiesheng dare to do anything? Is this bull's head the same bull's head that was placed on the confession case to sacrifice to heaven? You are too courageous, with so many martial arts seniors on stage, you dare to snatch the bull's head
Before everyone could react, the great monk Ruhua laughed violently: "Hahaha, great job nephew, turn around and the fifth uncle will cover you, quickly throw the wine and meat over here!"
"Come on—"
Guibiesheng lost his help, hoo, hoo, two wind sounds, and he came straight to the great monk Ruhua.
"Old Wu, don't mess around, that's a tribute!" Zhan Yu's shout was useless to Ru Hua, a monk who grew up in the deep mountains and old forests. Inside, he slapped the mud seal off the wine jar, the great monk raised his head and drank angrily, then grabbed the bull's head in his right hand and took a mouthful.
Fortunately, the three animals for this sacrifice were fully cooked. If they were raw, there would be trouble.
Ruhua took a mouthful of wine and a mouthful of meat, biting like an old dog from a deep mountain. After two mouthfuls, she looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, and roared out with a [Lion's Roar]—
"Little boy surnamed Zong, your Buddha Buddha is here—"
The brothers behind him trembled in fright.
Great Monk Ruhua, with a Zen staff in his nest, a bull's head in one hand, and a wine jar in the other, rushed towards the competition stage like a ghost...
Zhan Yu hurriedly waved his hands and shouted: "Old Five, be gentle, that's our friend..."
Friends or not, Ruhua cares about you, in the first few matches, the only one who kept winning with one move was this great monk Ruhua.
The water-milled Zen stick weighing three hundred catties makes a whistling sound when it is swung up, and anyone with a slightly thinner physique can be blown away directly.
The only time Ruhua played a little lighter was the last match against Lu Yundong. A Zen stick was inserted into Lu Yundong's chest, and then he lifted it. Lu Yundong became a cloud dragon and flew directly for more than 40 meters. His lightness skill was a little better. Did not fall disabled.
Since participating in the competition, Ruhua has never really let go of her arms to fight in a match. The opponents in the competition are not her opponents at all, and she can't even catch a single move. flushed.
After drinking and eating this time, I must fight with others for 300 rounds.
Ruhua rushed out in such a manner that the brothers couldn't stay still, so they just followed quickly.
Ye Qingxuan stood up and shouted: "I will follow fifth brother, second brother, please solve the trouble here at Nanlong Villa..."
Zhan Yu smiled wryly and shook his head, "Oh, okay, I have to do all the cleaning!"
Guibiesheng laughed and said: "Second uncle, don't worry, isn't there me here?"
"Go away, without the bull's head, I'll chop off your head as a tribute..."
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At this time, Zong Xuan on the competition field was standing there with his eyes closed and resting his mind, with a relaxed expression.
A tight-fitting samurai suit with moon-white satin arrow sleeves, a crimson satin loincloth, a hero cloak with a big white and red edge over the outer cover, a red steel sword with a thick back and a red crossbow slanted behind him, red silk fluttering in the wind, fluttering in the sound The forehead is hit upwards, and the shoulders are hit downwards, making the whole person look imposing and majestic...
The crowd followed Ruhua to the competition arena, and they could already see Zong Xuan standing on the competition arena from a distance. At this time, the image of Zong Xuan, who was so handsome and dignified, was seen by everyone, and they couldn't help but shouted "Yes" to Thumb!
At this time, the two drums have been sounded for a long time, and after the third drum is sounded, the competition is about to begin, those who fail to arrive after the time limit will be deemed to have given up the competition.
At this time, Monk Ruhua, who was Zong Xuan's opponent, was still missing. Zong Xuan maintained his calmness before the competition, but the warriors watching the battle were a little impatient...
Just when everyone was discussing and guessing whether this little-known Ruhua monk was afraid of the enemy, he heard a lion's roar that shook the world in the distance——
"Little boy surnamed Zong, your Buddha Buddha is here—"