There will be no tie at all in this format, either one person will advance and one person will be eliminated, or both will be eliminated. In such a situation, everyone must be desperate, and the mortality rate is bound to be very high.

"No. 177 vs. No. 501. ”

It was just the first round, and Du Feng's name was called. Although the grades are randomly drawn, the size of the numbers still reflects the strength of the contestants to a certain extent. The elders have a higher evaluation of this person, and the number given will be higher. The number of disciples to be recruited this year is 500, which means that those who are less than 500 are all disciples that the elders feel are more promising.

Wow, it's such a top-notch student battle at the beginning, this year is really exciting. The old disciples of the Qingyang Sect all gathered around. The annual beginner disciple competition is the most lively moment. In the competition, there will be people who stand out, and there will be people who go home in frustration, and more often they will be injured and disabled and collapse, but those who die will end up relaxed.

"Who is 177 hurry up, defeat you Lao Tzu and you can enter the top five hundred. ”

A big black man in the ring tore open the broken gong and screamed, and the way he got into the ring just now was also very special. It was like a heavy cannonball that slammed out, and then landed in the center of the ring, shaking the ground. The organizers also gave face, and arranged the No. 1 ring. This ring has the largest area and the farthest from the ground, so it will definitely be unbearable to fall.

Zhao Tianlei from the third-level empire, a genius unearthed by the Zhao people. He is tall and has a big waist and a round waist, and his tendons and flesh are as high as a hill. The neck is supported by well-developed tendons and looks wider than the face. On the bright bald head, the word "Zhao" was written with a red pen. The people from the third-level empire really have personalities.

"Huh!"

Du Feng stepped into the ring one by one, and there was no sound when he landed. The white robe fluttered in the wind, and the black hair hung down behind him without a trace of messiness. The silver sword slung at his waist, and the blue gem on the hilt glittered. A fair-skinned and tender face, in stark contrast to the bald black man opposite.

"Yo, where did this little junior brother come from, so handsome. ”

A senior sister in a red dress watched the game with melon seeds. When he saw Du Feng appearing on the stage, he swallowed the melon seed shell excitedly, and the whole person stood up and stared at it carefully.

"Sister Yan, don't get excited, sit down and watch slowly. This little junior brother's brand is quite high, I don't know if he has real power. ”

A thinner female disciple next to her also began to look Du Feng up and down to assess his strength. Being able to rank No. 177 is probably because the war beast is of relatively high grade, or has a strong sense of battle, and the elders value his potential. However, the second-level countries lack resources, and the early cultivation is relatively slow to improve, and there are no good exercise books. Fighting against people from third-tier countries may not necessarily be able to take advantage of the light.

"Little white face, don't cry if you are beaten by your Lei Ye for a while. ”

Zhao Tianlei smiled and showed a mouth full of big yellow teeth, and there was a gap in the middle. I don't know if I knocked it off by myself or if I was beaten by others. He picked up the black gold meteor hammer in his hand, and the weight of a thousand catties was vigorous, and he felt really violent.

"Why don't we make a bet that whoever cries will take out ten citrine. ”

Du Feng has liked to bet with others since he was a child, and he has never lost.

"Okay, now I'm going to make a fortune Zhao Tianlei. ”

Although the black man came from the third-level empire, he was born in a mountain village, and was brought to the city to cultivate because his innate divine power was discovered. Later, with his own advantages, he defeated many so-called genius students, and only then did he have the opportunity for Qingyang Sect to participate in the selection. It's already very unpleasant to be photographed outside the 500 people, not to mention that the battle is still a handsome little student.

"Why don't you draw your sword?"

Zhao Tianlei was about to rush up with the meteor hammer, his style of play was so direct, and he would drop ten times with one force. But he stopped just two steps, because Du Feng stood there without drawing his sword.

"I drew my sword for fear of hurting you, and I just made you cry when I said yes. ”

Du Feng spread his hands and simply put the sword back in the storage bag. This silver dragon sword is very good-looking, and it works well when used to play handsome, but it is too sharp and easy to hurt.

"I'm so angry!"

Zhao Tianlei's nostrils were propped up when he heard the anger, except for when he cried when he was beaten by my mother when he was a child, Lao Tzu never cried. He threw away the black gold meteor hammer with a thud, and pounced on it with his teeth and claws. This guy is quite naïve, and he doesn't use weapons if the other party doesn't use them.

His move seems to be out of order, but in fact it is the simplest of the road. Many demon beasts with powerful bodies killed martial artists who were skilled in battle with such a simple pounce. One force will drop ten times, but it's not for fun.

Du Feng stood still and waited until the other party approached and gently raised one arm. Poof, the two have come into contact with each other.

"Get me out!"

Zhao Tianlei found that he grabbed the other party's arm, and he was overjoyed, and his two big black claws were tightly clasped and then dragged violently, wanting to throw Du Feng off the ring. As long as the opponent is not in the ring range, he will win.

"I said that I would give money only when I cried, so why should I go out in such a hurry. ”

Du Feng flipped his arm and twisted Zhao Tianlei's arm with a small grappling technique, and he screamed in pain. A big black man covered in oil, who was twisted by a little white face and half-knelt on the ground, screamed in pain, and the picture looked very intoxicating.

"I don't cry, I don't cry, except for my mother when I was a child......"

Zhao Tianlei also wanted to say that when he was a child, he was beaten by his mother, but was interrupted by Du Feng. He rounded his arm and slapped him on the ass. The sound was as loud as a whip on an animal.

"I don't accept ......"

"Bang Bang Bang ......"

As soon as Zhao Tianlei shouted unconvinced, Du Feng's slap slapped down again. Even the iron spanking was swollen by him.

"I just don't accept it, and I have the ability to use a weapon. ”

The black man's head is strong, and he used to fight with his bare hands and was indeed often defused by the skill of others. But as long as you pick up the meteor hammer, you can achieve the effect of reducing ten meetings with one force. No matter how many tricks the other party had, they were all crushed by this thousand-pound meteor hammer.

"Then let you use weapons, and remember to pay if you lose. ”

Du Feng counts when he speaks, and really let go of Zhao Tianlei and let him pick up his weapon. Once the Meteor Hammer is danced, a radius of three meters is within the killing range, and it is really difficult to get close quickly.

"Hehe, it's your turn to cry this time. ”

Zhao Tianlei grinned and showed his big yellow teeth, looking at Du Feng in the corner of the ring secretly proud, feeling that he was about to earn those ten yellow crystals.

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