Chapter 132 Competition (1)

The group came under the stage, and Su Jinyue looked at the stage. At this time, the two players who were participating in the competition were No. 87 and No. 92. It would take a long time for her to play. Her entry number is two hundred and nineteen.

"Little sister, why don't you go and rest for a while, and I'll call you when Zhan Yihan comes on stage." Su Yanyue looked at Su Jinyue and said. The numbers they got were all different by many digits. The first one to play was Zhan Yihan, and his number was one hundred and thirty-two.

Su Jinyue smiled and shook her head, "I want to see everyone's strength." She has no fighting experience, so she can learn some lessons by watching the games on stage.

Su Yanyue nodded, reached out and patted Su Jinyue's shoulder, "Don't be too stressed, with brother and Yihan here, we will do our best." There will always be some tension.

"Yeah!" Su Jinyue replied. Although she has never experienced such a competition, her emotions have not fluctuated in the slightest. For her, she has experienced even death, so there is nothing to be nervous about.

The competition on the stage is in full swing, but so far, no one has been able to win ten games in a row, which shows how difficult it is to enter the finals.

On the stage, among the two who were fighting, a disciple from Qingcheng Mountain was kicked off the stage by the opponent.

Before long, a bearded young man stepped onto the stage, and he bowed his hands to the white-clothed Tsing Yi on the stage, "Youtong, a disciple of Youquan Sect, come to learn."

The man who had won before smiled and bowed his hands, "Feng Tingxun, a disciple of the Yanhe faction, asks for advice." He has won seven games in a row, and he will be able to enter the final after winning three more games.

As the words fell, Youtong and Feng Tingxun shot at the same time and attacked each other. Whoever has the upper hand in the battle has a greater chance of winning.

Youtong's shot was very decisive. When Feng Ting Xun rushed up, he chose to attack the opponent's life gate. His goal is to reach the final, so every game, he has to solve the opponent as quickly as possible, so that he has a better chance of winning.

Feng Tingxun found that the opponent made a killing move as soon as he came up, and his fighting spirit was even more intense. He quickly punched and swept his right foot towards the opponent's face at the same time.

Youtong smiled coldly, as if he didn't see Feng Ting Xun's offensive, his fist resolutely moved towards the opponent's gate of life.

Feng Ting Xun's fist hit You Tong at the same time, but You Tong's fist also hit Feng Ting Xun's life gate at the same time.

The blood instantly stained Feng Ting Xun's white clothes. There was a hint of disbelief in his eyes. He lowered his head and looked at Youtong's fist that hit him, only to realize that he was wearing a ring on his hand, but that ring was not a ring. Ordinary ring, but a weapon with a thorn, and now that thorn is deeply stuck in his life gate.

"You..." Feng Tingxun just said one word, and fell powerlessly to the back.

"This Youtong is so cruel that he actually killed his opponent directly."

"This guy is just a lunatic."

"Have any of you heard of the Youquan School?"

"there has never been."

"Neither did I." The people in the audience immediately boiled when they saw that someone on the stage was dead. It's not to say that no one died during the fight, but in general, they would show mercy and wouldn't kill the opponent.

"Next!" Youtong looked down at the stage, and a cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. What he wants is this effect, so that his opponent will be afraid before he fights, and he will be more likely to win.

As his words fell, a young woman wearing a Wuyi school uniform stepped onto the stage. She looked at Youtong with some fear, "Wuyi sent Lin Muqing to ask for advice."

Youtong looked at Lin Muqing up and down, "For the sake of your being a woman, I will spare your life as long as you admit defeat."

Lin Muqing bit her lip, and there was a hint of hesitation in her eyes. After a long time, her eyes became firmer and she looked at Youtong, "Please!" She was a little afraid of Youtong, but now that she has come to power, she can't back down. Otherwise, once the mood is affected, she will no longer be able to improve her strength in the future.

Youtong raised his eyebrows unexpectedly, seeing Lin Muqing attacking him, he also attacked the opponent.

Lin Muqing had already been defeated with just two Nether moves. Perhaps because Lin Muqing was a woman, this time he did not kill them all.

"This Youtong's strength is very strong, and it is very likely that it is already Xuan-level strength." Su Yanyue looked at Youtong on the stage and analyzed.

Su Yanxi nodded in agreement, "It is very likely that he will enter the finals."

"This person kills decisively and is a very terrifying opponent." Su Jinyue said. She felt a dark aura on the other person's body, and the dark aura felt familiar to her, but she couldn't remember for a while, where she had felt the same aura.

At this time, another young man stepped onto the stage. He reported his name and fought against Youtong, but he didn't last long before he was killed by Youtong in the same way. on stage.

Seeing Youtong kills his opponent again, everyone in the audience became even more angry, but the organizer didn't stipulate that no one could kill during the competition, so everyone could only vent their dissatisfaction with words.

Yutong doesn't care about this. If the opponent admits defeat as soon as he takes power, he will save the opponent's life. If the opponent fights against him, he will mercilessly kill the opponent.

The ten battles ended quickly, and Youtong successfully entered the finals.

With Yutong stepping down, the game on the stage returned to its previous peaceful state.

"I'm on the field." Zhan Yihan said that it was his turn to look at Su Jinyue soon.

"Come on!" Su Jinyue gave Zhan Yihan a cheering gesture. She has absolute confidence in Yihan.

"Wait for my good news." Zhan Yihan curled his lips into a smile and walked towards the stage.

As one of the players failed, Zhan Yihan stepped onto the stage, "Zhan Yihan came to ask for advice!" His opponent was a disciple of the Fengyan faction. , but the other party's face was not tired at all.

Seeing that Zhan Yihan did not wear the school uniform, the other party was a little surprised, "Xiang Qing of the Fengyan faction, please advise." Could it be that Zhan Yihan is not a member of the school?

Zhan Yihan nodded lightly, seeing that the other party had already launched an attack on him, and he also attacked the other party.

Xiang Qing's attack is very fast. He likes quick fixes.

But Zhan Yihan was faster. When he was on a mission, he didn't have extra time to spend more time with the enemy, so if he didn't make a move, he would have to take down the opponent as soon as he made a move.