Chapter 404 The Straw Hat Monk Is Finished

After hearing what the straw hat monk said, Lao Pao and Bai Yiyi looked at each other, and soon they thought of something.

Ye Zhengtu said a lot, but he was trying to cover up the obvious, just to let everyone focus on the competition itself, while ignoring the clause that he vaguely mentioned, who will win in the end.

Even Lao Pao and Bai Yiyi ignored the key points.

They feel that with their strength, it is no problem to stand to the end.

But in this way, even if they win seven or eight games, it is useless. As long as they lose one game and are no longer on the court, they will lose.

Due to the disadvantage in numbers, as long as they play, they have to stand on it all the time, without even a chance to breathe.

If you lose, you have to change players, and the winning side can also change players, so that the other side is equivalent to retaining a spot.

Even if you lose this game, the next game will be a bye, and the other side will fight again.

This is clearly a hole dug for Lao Pao and Bai Yiyi.

"Ye Daoyou, Xiang feels that this little friend is right. Why isn't the side that wins the most matches the winner, but the side that stands at the end is the winner?" Old Pao's voice darkened.

Ye Zhengtu's face turned livid. Originally, he didn't need to burn his blood to deal with Lao Pao, but when the straw hat monk told him, he couldn't get off the tiger. In front of so many people, he couldn't regret it.

Fortunately, I still have the Xuanwu bloodline to use, but in this way, the price to pay is extremely high.

Damn straw hat monk, when Lao Pao and Bai Yiyi are dealt with, you will be the first one to kill.

After Ye Zhengtu thought about it, his cheeks twitched and he said, "In this case, let's judge who wins by the side with the most victories."

Old Pao's face softened, "If so, Xiang Mou agrees to fight."

Wang Qianxi immediately followed and agreed.

Immediately afterwards, the twelve Golden Core cultivators bit their fingertips together and made a blood oath, willing to accept the bet and lose.

For cultivators, the blood oath is extremely deterrent. Once violated, when the cultivation base breaks through, they will encounter a powerful thunder disaster.

Afterwards, Lao Pao, Ye Zhengtu and Wang Qianxi walked to the arena together to check the wheels.

The three of them confirmed that there was nothing wrong with the wheel, they put it on the ground, and a casual cultivator with a weak cultivation base turned it.

When the casual cultivator made a move, the three forces of thought strengthened him, so that he did not dare to make any abnormal movements, and he could only turn the wheel with all his strength.

In the end, the turning wheel pointed to Wang Qianxi, and in the first duel, the loose cultivator had a bye.

From one side of the three major families to the Anjia side.

In the first game, Lao Pao played.

He and Bai Yiyi have already discussed that Lao Pao will be the first to play and has a second chance to play, and Bai Yiyi will be the second to play. If he loses, he will stop playing.

"Brother Ye, are you going up or should I go up?" Dong Yuan's thought power sound transmission came from Ye Zhengtu's ear.

"Brother Dong, let me go, leave your hole card to Bai Yiyi, and the guy with the straw hat will make us both have to pay the price of losing half of our lifespan. When it's over, the first one to kill will be It's him." Ye Zhengtu returned with a somewhat gloomy expression.

"Brother Ye, don't worry that ant won't see the sun tomorrow." Dong Yuan followed.

Ye Zhengtu and Lao Pao were five meters apart, facing each other.

The three forces retreated one after another, and the contest between Golden Core cultivators could not be watched at close range. If one was not careful, he would be injured by the aftermath, or even be killed by the shock.

Those below Jindan couldn't bear the aftermath of the battle between Jindan monks.

Except for the ten Jindan monks who only retreated a hundred meters, the rest all retreated five hundred meters.

"Fellow Daoist Ye, I heard that the Xuanwu blood of your Ye family is extremely domineering, and the defense is even more indestructible. I wonder if Xiang's Sky Bell Hammer can break through your Xuanwu defense." Old Pao said with a relaxed expression.

"Brother Xiang, you'll know if you try it." A gloomy brilliance flashed in Ye Zhengtu's eyes.

"As you wish." The smile on Lao Pao's face disappeared instantly, and he stretched out his hand and came out of the sky with a hammer.

Lao Pao doesn't want to fight for a long time, the longer it drags on,

The greater the consumption of oneself, since the number of people on one's own side is small, the battle can be settled quickly.

As soon as Lao Pao came up, he didn't hold back his hand, and the Tianzhong Hammer shot out directly, like a cannonball.

Ye Zhengtu had already anticipated Lao Pao's intentions, so without any hesitation, he directly burned the basalt blood essence in his body, at the cost of paying his lifespan and hurting the golden core, to stimulate strength beyond his own limit.

Behind Ye Zhengtu, a basalt form emerged, and a shield like a turtle shell appeared in his hand.

Ye Zhengtu's weapon was actually a shield, which was unexpected by many people, but after a closer look, it was found that the shield was all fronted on all sides, emitting a cold light.

Boom!

There was a muffled crash.

Like a hammer striking a bell.

The hammer of the sky clock hit the shield, and shocking waves of air and sound erupted.

More than half of the monks from the three parties who had retreated to a distance of 500 meters were shaken back again and again.

An Xinuo and An Dingbang hid behind a spiritual shield still showing pain, and the sound waves still penetrated the shield and hit the eardrums.

It feels like my head is going to explode.

No one noticed that among the many monks in the An family, the monk with a straw hat covering his face stood motionless in the crowd, completely undisturbed by air waves and sound waves.

When the air wave and sound wave attacked him, they split apart automatically, as if trying to avoid him.

Ye Zhengtu took a small step back, and then more than a dozen flying swords flew out from behind, shooting at Lao Pao in unison.

The sky bell returned to the old gunner's hand with a bang, and swung the flying sword.

More than a dozen flying swords were all knocked into the air.

But at this moment, Ye Zhengtu had already come in front of Lao Pao, the shield in his hand was spinning at a very high speed, cutting sideways towards Lao Pao.

Lao Pao's face was startled, he didn't expect Ye Zhengtu to be so fierce, he just hit him head-on, and nothing happened.

This seems a little unreasonable, Ye Zhengtu's weight is very heavy, Lao Pao is still very clear, that is, there is a clear gap between him and himself at the peak of Jindan early stage.

But now in the battle, Lao Pao felt that he was facing a middle-stage Golden Core cultivator whose cultivation level was comparable to his own.

The old cannon swung out again.

Creak.

The hammer of the sky clock collided with the front of the shield rotating at high speed, making a piercing friction sound, sparks shot out, and the popped sparks fell to the ground, immediately melting and evaporating the ice that had condensed into ice cubes on the ground.

The air was filled with the unpleasant smell of melting metal.

Ye Zhengtu held the shield in one hand and punched Old Pao with the other, who hastily resisted.

With a bang, Lao Pao was repelled more than ten meters away. If he hadn't been dragged on the ground with a sky hammer to form a strong resistance, he would have been flying backwards for an unknown distance.

Ye Zhengtu succeeded in one strike, and without a moment's pause, more than ten flying swords shot out again.

Continuous attacks continued to hit Lao Pao like a storm.

The strength Ye Zhengtu showed far exceeded the normal level, and he beat Chi Yangxing's recognized number one master to the point where he was powerless to fight back.

The three major families are naturally excited.

On the An family's side, everyone's faces were dusty, and An Xinuo and An Dingbang both showed anxious expressions.

Some of the monks hired by An's family had begun to feel uneasy, and they stopped gathering, but distanced themselves, as if they were ready to leave at any time.

Several other monks looked at the straw hat monk sympathetically. Some shook their heads and said, "That straw hat monk is finished. Ye Zhengtu probably won't let this guy go."

"Isn't it? You said that you, a little early-stage foundation-building cultivator, insisted on stealing the limelight in front of the Jindan cultivator. Even if you saw something, you would pretend to be deaf and dumb, as if you didn't know what to do. Now Well, the limelight didn't come true, and Ye Zhengtu was offended."

"Is this the so-called cleverness is mistaken by cleverness?"

"Silence is golden, some people will never know the true meaning of these four."

In addition to the sarcastic remarks, there were two friends who knew the straw hat monk, who comforted him.

"Xu Mao, you should leave now."

The straw hat monk slightly raised his head and grinned, "There is such a wonderful battle to watch, why do you want to leave?"

"Uh!" The two friends looked at the straw hat monk with an idiotic look.

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