Next, it's time for the regional quarterfinals.

Eight teams from the four major theaters gathered together, although each team is a strong team that has fought its way out of the encirclement in the four theaters, but compared with a professional-level team like Wuyue Xiongfeng, there is still a gap in the end.

After a few rounds of competition, the fortune of the rabble bottomed out, and they never encountered a strong team like Wuyue Xiongfeng, and finally successfully advanced to represent the Central Plains region in the "Huashan Sword Finals".

In order to fit the theme of "Huashan on the Sword", the venue of the finals is at the top of Huashan, the same time as before, but also three days later.

In fact, it is the time that the system gives players to reorganize their teams, after all, many masters have been eliminated in this regional competition.

The masters are all arrogant, and they will definitely not be convinced if they lose the game by their teammates, which is also a chance for the masters to be resurrected.

The finals are full of masters, and the rewards of the competition are naturally extremely rich, if there is this opportunity, no one will be willing to give up.

The arrangement of the system is still very user-friendly.

"We're on a mission!"

At the end of the game, the rabble and a group of people left the arena, and the eldest son pulled Ding Laoxian to get up and leave, this is a hidden plot task, I don't know how rich the reward is, in case it is a crash task, if you don't hurry up to do it, you can't be taken first.

"I'll go too!"

Cup Mo stopped raising his hand and said, "Take me one!" ”

The habit of rubbing the task of the small cup classmates is still developed in the Huashan faction, it used to be a chivalrous task, and now it is a chivalrous task, that Hu Qingniu is a demon sect member, saving him must be a negative chivalry, and the cup will definitely be mixed up.

"Little dream, are you going?"

The long-term lover is also righteous enough, and he does not forget a dream at this time.

Yimeng is also playing with drugs, and it's also an evil faction, so there are not many people who bring Yimeng to this task.

"I'm not going!" Yimeng waved his hand and said, "I'll go collect materials and refine poison!" ”

A dream is a self-aware person, how old is he or clear, the hidden plot task is no better than others, this kind of task can not be taken again if it fails, in case the task fails because of his own hind legs, even if others don't say it, a dream can't get over that hurdle, this girl looks stupid and a tendon, but it's actually a real person.

"Let's go together, I'll also go collect some materials and repair the puppet!" Dugu Xiaoling left with a dream.

"I still have a case to work on."

"Old man Zhang Sanfeng sent a message to recall all Wudang disciples......"

"I heard that there are a lot of delicious foods in Chang'an, so I went to eat with Feiyun in the snow."

Others went about their own business.

Soon Wang Yuan was left outside the arena.

At this moment, Wang Yuan's message bar flashed - the system prompted: Soaring to request to add you as a friend.

"Soaring?"

Seeing this name, Wang Yuan sighed in his heart, and casually refused.

Just kidding, the identity of this soaring sky is extremely mysterious, and until the end of the game, no one guessed who he was.

Although everyone has always thought that this is a braggart king, Wang Yuan always feels that he is very familiar, and he is a little scary, and instinctively repulsive.

Knowing how to protect oneself is the king, and it is better to stay away from such dangerous people.

"I'm your father!"

Soon, it skyrocketed, and a second friend application came.

"I'm your grandfather!!"

Wang Yuan refused again angrily, and replied easily.

"Don't make a fuss, I'll buy something from you!"

Soaring into the sky, he handed over a friend application for the third time.

"Come on! I'm right at the gate of Chang'an Arena! This time, Wang Yuan passed the friend application.

After passing the friend application, soon a big man with a beard appeared at the entrance of the arena, and it was soaring into the sky.

"Who do you say you're grandpa?"

When he saw Wang Yuan, his face was immediately full of anger, and he smashed Wang Yuan with a punch in the face.

"Yoh? You're looking for death, aren't you? ”

Wang Yuan couldn't help but be stunned when he saw this.

Meow, this soaring sky is just a trumpet that is less than ten levels and doesn't even have a sect, and at this time he dares to take the initiative to attack himself, so he wants to die or doesn't want to live.

The soaring figure is a little taller than Wang Yuan, although it is a trumpet, but this punch is strong and powerful, in the face of the soaring attack, Wang Yuan subconsciously turned to one side.

"Brush!"

The soaring fist fell into the air and passed by, but at this moment, the soaring fist was a fist, with five fingers bent and tilted to the right.

"Smack!"

grabbed Wang Yuan's neck.

“-1”

A faint blood loss figure jumped up on Wang Yuan's head.

“？？！！！”

was grabbed by a claw by a flying sky, Wang Yuanden was shocked.

Although this time he only hit the forced damage, Wang Yuan knew better than anyone how high the technical content of hitting himself was.

One punch misses, and quickly changes the move.

Such a flawless fist and palm connection, as if it has reached the perfect realm of sending and receiving freely, and there are people in such a realm in the world today, who can be counted on one hand.

This is also thanks to the fact that Soaring Sky is a trumpet of less than ten levels, and Wang Yuan is a trumpet with a deep cultivation of nearly fifty levels, if the level of Soaring Sky is higher, and then learn some exercises, this time I am afraid it is not just as simple as forcing blood to drop.

In a panic, Wang Yuan stretched out his right hand and used [Hu Mess Entanglement] to grab his chest and soar into the sky.

Soaring into the sky, he turned around, directly bypassed Wang Yuan's attack, and probed forward with two fingers in his left hand.

"Poof!"

inserted it into Wang Yuan's eyes.

-1！

It is still a forced damage, although the attack that soars into the sky is a vital point, but Wang Yuan King Kong is not bad at protecting the body, and his attack cannot cause any damage.

"Oops!"

Wang Yuan was shocked and angry, and immediately slapped [Salute Rulai], and his true anger urged, and the surging internal force slapped towards the sky.

Soaring into the sky without hurrying, leaning back, using his knees as a guide, his body and the ground were balanced, his right foot was raised, and the toes were pointed under Wang Yuan's armpit.

“duang!”

Wang Yuan's arm was kicked up slightly, and his palm force was hit diagonally upward.

“-1”

Another forced blood drop floated on Wang Yuan's head.

Without waiting for Wang Yuan to react to what the situation was, he suddenly turned around, pressed his hands to the ground, and his waist slammed into force, and his feet spun on his head and feet, and kicked on Wang Yuan's chin with three legs.

-1

-1

-1

Wang Yuan was caught off guard, was kicked back, flew into the sky and landed a somersault backwards, and Wang Yuan distanced himself and said with an unhappy face: "Forget it!" I can't beat you! Don't fight! ”

"Dad! How are you? How did you make this look!! ”

At this time, Wang Yuan also recognized who this soaring sky was.

Fang Cai's three-legged series is his own family heirloom, and if he still can't recognize who this person is at this time, Wang Yuan should really fight.