Chapter 317 Mass Manufacturing

Zuoqiu Hongyuan sighed suddenly, his figure flickered, and he walked off 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 was the first strongman to dominate in this session of the Wanbao Conference, and he was also recognized as one of the strongest geniuses in the world. Therefore, his every move is attracting attention.

At the moment he jumped off the ring, I don't know how many people turned pale with fright.

The meaning of domineering is to occupy the ring, requiring the domineering person to be on top of the ring at all times, except during the truce at night, otherwise the domineering person is not allowed to go down the ring. Otherwise, you will lose your qualification to fight.

If Zuoqiu Hongyuan was knocked out of the ring when he was fighting with others, everyone would not 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 Han glanced over, and said in a deep voice, "Zuoqiu Hongyuan, why did you give up?"

Zuoqiu Hongyuan paused, without turning his head, he let out a long sigh, and said, "Your Highness, do you think our bullying is meaningful?" He glanced in Ouyangming's direction, and said, "Brother Ou , if there is a chance in the future, Hongyuan will ask you face to face!" After finishing speaking, he walked away in a flash.

He is arrogant and free and easy. Although he is a little dissatisfied with Ouyang Ming, he will not challenge him at this time.

Seeing Zuoqiu Hongyuan leave, Qin Xingchen and the others all secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Although they are also fifth-class powerhouses at the peak of the Yang rank, but if they want to make an enemy against Zuoqiu Hongyuan, no one will dare to say that they are sure of winning.

This is also the reason why after Zuoqiu Hongyuan dominated the competition, although they were eager to see it, no one challenged him.

Wu Hanning's beautiful eyes flow,

Taking a deep look at Ou Yangming, a smile flashed across his face covered under the scarf. Afterwards, she lightly moved her lotus steps, and also walked off the ring and floated away.

As Zuoqiu Hongyuan said, when Ouyang Ming was born out of nowhere and was able to use the fist of mental simulation to help warriors break through their limits and be promoted to ranks, the meaning of existence in this competition of the Wanbao Conference has been lost.

Even if Wu Hanning or Zuoqiu Hongyuan dominate for ten days and finally win the ringleader.

But in the future, whenever someone mentions this Wanbao Conference, the freak Ouyang Ming will be the first thing that comes to mind. And the second and third thought was the Jidao Patriarch who was promoted in this session of the Wanbao Conference.

As for the leader who wins the competition...

No matter how powerful the leader is, he is only a masculinity powerhouse. Compared with the ancestors of Jidao, how many people are willing to pay attention to them?

Zuoqiu Hongyuan and Wu Hanning made complete preparations for this Wanbao Conference. However, all these efforts were ruined the moment Ouyang Ming appeared.

What made them feel even more sad and helpless was that they couldn't do anything to Ouyang Ming, and they couldn't even come up with the thought of challenging Ouyang Ming at this moment.

Because the more than 30 Yang Pin peaks standing on the ring are staring at them with covetous eyes, even if they are the proud sons of heaven, they dare not be enemies with so many future Ji Dao Patriarchs at the same time.

Therefore, staying away from this land of right and wrong may not make them reconciled, but it is undoubtedly the best way.

Under the arena, countless people were discussing, they were all emotional, and more eyes were focused on the only arena.

Ouyang Ming put away the forged saber and mold, glanced at everyone, and said: "Everyone, my mental strength is limited, and I can use the mental simulation fist three times at most in a day." He paused, and said: "Wanbao Conference On ten days, everyone can draw lots to enter the competition, as for the rest of you." He turned his head to Bai Shixue with a slight smile, and said, "Young Pavilion Master, you should have a place to arrange."

Bai Shixue smiled coquettishly, and said, "Master Ou, don't worry, the IKEA Pavilion will definitely satisfy everyone."

The IKEA Pavilion is a place to do business, and has friendship with all major families. Connections are money connections, if there is a chance to get in touch with these future extreme ancestors, IKEA Pavilion will definitely be grinning from ear to ear. They will definitely try their best to make proper arrangements for the mere venue issues.

Qin Xingchen and the others showed joy on their faces, and they were relieved after receiving Ouyangming's promise.

Although it was a little less to cast the fist of mental simulation three times a day, they didn't dare to force it. As for the gap between the three confrontations... They believed that even if someone had the guts, they would not dare to challenge them.

These Yang Pin peaks in the arena 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 sent to the ring, and after writing down their names, they were thrown into a wooden box.

Qin Xingchen and the others respectfully placed the wooden box in front of Ouyang Ming. At this moment, except for him, no one else dared to take the initiative to take it, even if it was to avoid suspicion.

Naturally, Ouyang Ming would not feel any psychological burden. He casually groped in the wooden box and took out the bamboo sticks one by one. Whenever he took out a bamboo stick, someone registered it.

Although the city of these people is extremely deep, the matter is of great importance. After the bamboo sticks were pulled out, they were either overjoyed or smiled helplessly.

But from beginning to end, no one has the slightest objection to this. Even the last few were dissatisfied, but they didn't show it on their faces.

At this time, as long as there is still a trace of reason, they know that they must not offend Ouyang Ming.

After the bamboo sticks were drawn, Ou Yangming looked up at the sky and said, "It's getting late, there is still the last one today, so we should be able to rest."

Everyone looked at each other and thought in their hearts, even if a group arena match lasts for an hour, there are at least two rounds to fight. However, when Ouyang Ming set the tone, no one objected. Even the royal guards kept their mouths shut, not daring to cause trouble.

As for the bystanders under the ring, no one would care what they thought, even if they had the guts to make a fuss.

Ouyang Ming stood in the center of the ring, looking at everyone with piercing eyes.

These people immediately understood what he meant. Except for a tall middle-aged man, the rest jumped down immediately, as if they were afraid that they would walk slowly and make Ouyang Ming grudge.

With a smile on his face, the middle-aged man clasped his fists and said, "Master Ou, I'm Chen Yixian. I'd like to say hello to the master on behalf of my ancestor and 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 nobles.

He naturally looked at these two relatives differently.

Qin Xingchen and the others changed their expressions slightly. Although they found out the basic background of Ouyang Ming, they only knew that Master Ou was from Changlong County, and they knew more about his deeds and whereabouts in the capital.

But if you want to talk about the story that happened to Ouyang Ming in Changlong County, they can't know it.

Therefore, when they saw Ouyang Ming and Chen Yixian talking and laughing happily, they couldn't help feeling an inexplicable sense of crisis.

Ou Yangming chatted with him for a few words, and said, "Brother Chen, I'm going to make a move, be careful." With his current strength and identity, coupled with his performance today, this call of Brother Chen is justifiable.

Chen Yixian immediately restrained his mind and said solemnly: "Please, Master Ou."

Before he finished speaking, his eyes suddenly blurred.

The surrounding environment has undergone tremendous changes, and the arena and audience have all disappeared. But directly in front of him, a huge colorful giant tiger lazily climbed up, a pair of gloomy and violent eyes locked on him instantly, and a terrifying pressure so powerful that it was almost suffocating fell from the sky, almost To put him directly on the ground.

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 imitation fist must be very important.

However, it wasn't until he experienced it himself that he realized that this boxing technique was far from trivial, it simply brought him a subversive experience.

Especially the terrifying half-elf beast that made him feel death-conscious when staring at him, it didn't seem like a false existence at all.

"Roar……"

The colorful giant tiger roared, unfolded its entire body, and rushed towards Chen Yixian.

This rushing force is extremely powerful, as if the entire space is driven by it.

On the ring, Chen Yixian moved, and under the watchful eyes of everyone, he took out a long spear from his back.

The Chen family's Throat-Locking Deadly Spear shone brilliantly in his hands. It was elegant and invisible, but it was a peerless marksmanship with the gun's powerful lock-throat, which caused countless bystanders to feel irresistible fear. However, although this marksmanship is unparalleled, his opponent is nothingness.

For half an hour, Chen Yixian persisted on the ring for half an hour before collapsing to the ground. At this time, he was already exhausted, as if he didn't even have the strength to stand up. However, even so, the spear in his hand was still tightly held.

If the gun is there, the gun is missing and the person is dead!

Even though his life was at stake, Chen Yixian still never gave up the spear in his hand.

This is what he persisted in, what he used his life to protect.

When Ou Yangming closed his hands, all the simulated illusions disappeared immediately, and there was a hint of admiration in his eyes.

Under his control, Chen Yixian had already reached the end of his rope. However, his will was firm and he 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 see 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.

Sitting cross-legged on the ground, Chen Yixian first nodded his thanks to Ouyang Ming, then collected his mind and practiced directly with his eyes closed.

The moment a surge of surging and powerful energy erupted from his body, the entire arena was once again commotioned.

The faces of the rest of the Yang Pin peaks couldn't hide their joy. Ouyang Ming, he was able to create a batch of Ji Dao Patriarchs! The blue sky and the white crane said that there are three chapters today, and the second chapter asks for subscription!

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