Chapter 337 Untitled

The competition is very simple. The first round is the knockout match. According to the lottery, two wins and one game is determined. Each person competes twice in a row, eliminating three-quarters of the people, and then the semi-finals, and finally the finals to determine the top ten.

More than 3,000 people have little opinion on this proposal.

Everyone plays two games. Although it's a little unfair, the mony world is like this. In the first game, if you don't have the ability to support the next game, it only means that you can't cultivate yourself. Moreover, in this conference, except for the use of disposable magic weapons, all other props can be used, even if you take out the spiritual treasures. Come on, no one said no, because magic weapons are part of their own strength.

In addition to magic weapons, there are also elixir to supplement mana. As long as the rookie here, except for a scattered repair, who doesn't have it? Moreover, after so many people compete, it must take a long time to recover.

The first scene began soon.

The venue has already prepared all the work, divided half of the people in the form of drawing lots, kneaded the notes with their names into a group and threw them into the already prepared box, and then the other half of the people caught them. The probability is very high, and there will be no cheating.

The cloth also understood that it was really fair, but he was also divided into the half of the people who wrote his name, wrote his name and threw it into

Box, then stand aside, silent.

He and Xing Moran were the only disciples of Shoushan Taoist Temple in this competition, and the rest of them did not come. Their cultivation is not suitable for such a competition at all, which is too low.

The result will come out soon.

The elder of Jileian Palace, who presided over the conference, quickly stood up and announced, "Well, now the result has come out. In this way, there are only 16 venues for the competition. First, 16 people come up to select the opponent, wait until that person eliminates the opponent first, and then come up to compete again, and wait until all the games are over. Shu, now, please maintain good order and come up 16 people first.

Hearing this, the monks who had confidence in themselves immediately couldn't stand their excitement. Hundreds of people went up and surrounded the rostrum. Seeing this situation, the elders of the extremely happy palace hurried to maintain order. A moment later, the host began to announce the competition personnel.

"Gu Yun and Mo San, enter the first game."

“......”

Soon, all 16 people were assigned, and 32 people entered the venue. These people were very excited to see that.

The rest of the personnel stood on the magnetic peak and looked down, which looked very spectacular. The whole site covers an extremely wide area and is divided into 16 areas on average. Each area is still huge, which is blocked by powerful magnetic divine light. Such a large competition space is to facilitate the battle between these monks and the monks in the refining period. The spell power often covers several miles. This is empty. It's enough for them to toss around.

Except for the players on the magnetic peak, all the rest of them were watching outside the field. In the sky, there was a lot of people in the dark, which was very spectacular.

It can be seen that most of them have participated in such a competition for the first time. He glanced at it. Among the 32 people, there were no strange people or anyone he knew well. However, he was still ready to watch it. He felt that his way of fighting was still too monotonous and far from arbitrary.

The rules of the game are very simple. After entering, the two sides will begin to fight. Except that disposable magic weapons are not allowed to be used, the rest are unlimited. Soon, everyone began to move. For a moment, in the field, the shadows flew over, and various spells began to roar to their opponents. Their mana was exciting and not spectacular.

The cloth glanced at the two people in the position of B3. They were both magic opponents. One of them wore a blue Taoist robe, which emitted a faint mana fluctuation. Obviously, it was a defensive magic weapon, holding a blue gossip-type magic weapon, emitting a strong The violent fluctuation of magic power is actually a medium-grade magic weapon. This magic weapon can emit a gray divine light, which is very powerful, forcing opponents to swim back and forth in space.

The cloth pays attention not to his magic weapon, but to use the magic weapon, which is very unique. Often, four or five gray divine lights cover him back and forth, with some kind of law, forcing the other party to jump up and down.

However, the other party is obviously also a master.

This person has almost no magic weapon on his body, or disdains to use it. When he uses fire Taoism, he often takes action, that is, dozens of fireballs fly towards the other party, covering all corners of the other party. Although he is forced to jump up and down by the gray light, he still looks like he can fly up and down. It is dazzling and dazzling.

The master who uses magic weapons is also very concerned about these fireballs. He doesn't know what reputation these fireballs are. They look very powerful. While he shoots at his opponent with gray divine light, he stimulates the prohibition on the Taoist robe. Qingqi covers himself and avoids the attacks of these fireballs from time to time. With the gray divine light, it shoots at the fireball. The gray divine light collides with the fireball. The two forces collided fiercely and exploded, which was very fierce.

However, the other party's method of using these fireballs is very strange. It seems to be very messy and flying all over the sky, but in fact it is not that simple. The person who used the magic weapon dodged several times, but found that as soon as he dodged, the fireballs around him began to increase, wave after wave after wave, although he also forced the opponent to jump up and down. , but it is not difficult to see that the other party doesn't care at all.

Buyi is not interested in the spells used by the two, but he cares about the way they fight.

He thought about how to deal with it under the same conditions. He is tirelessly learning from their experience. In his opinion, the mana of these two people is very low, and they can all be shocked to death with one blow. Even the thunder method does not need to be used, but in practice, it is impossible for all of them to be such low monks. It is likely to face more powerful monks, such as old monsters at the level of blood demons. The quality of mana is on the one hand, and the magic is high and low. On the one hand, the use method is another aspect. Taken together, there are many kinds of effects.

Puyi only looked at it for a while and realized that the young monk who used magic weapons was not an opponent. He seemed to be very powerful. In fact, he was consuming his own mana. The other party seemed to be consuming his own mana, but those fireballs were all low-level spells, consuming very little mana, and he used very cleverly. Wonderfully, if the magic weapon monk does not dodge and blindly destroys everything in front of him, it is better. If he dodges, he will fall into the trap set by the other party and suffer endless attacks.

When he saw that the magic monk's power was weak and began to dodge, he knew that this guy was over. Sure enough, this guy began to dodge and immediately began to suffer a fierce attack. The blue light appeared very weak under the fierce impact of the fireball. After a moment , he was gathered by the young monk with the power of dozens of fireballs to form a vast torrent of spells, which directly broke the blue light and scored the winner. Immediately, under a colorful light, the two monks were taken out.

This game is over.

The cloth is very interesting to watch.

In addition to the monks who use various primitive spells, as well as sword cultivation, etc., their attacks are ever-changing. A sword in hand, like a fighting machine, transformed into thousands of sword shadows. The speed is extremely fast and the attack power is very sharp. When Fuyi sees a familiar figure, this man uses a white flying sword and a sword. He took action and changed for no reason. As soon as he met, he forced his opponent into chaos, and then shot down the opponent with a sword. In a moment, he divided the victory and defeat, and the speed was extremely fast.

"Oh, I didn't expect that he would come too?" Buyi's eyes have a meaningful look. This person is not someone else, but the disciple of the Shushan Sword School who wanted to frame them before the Grand Canyon of the Cambrian Mountains. It seemed that before his cultivation was better, the sword spirit and sword spirit became more violent.

At this moment, a voice sounded in his ear, "bu yi, Geng Yun. C2 venue.

Hearing this, Puyi waved his hand and slowly flew to the C2 venue with a flat expression on his face. However, before he flew to the venue, he heard the host read loudly, "The contestant Geng Yun of the C2 venue automatically withdrew, and the cloth monk automatically won."

Then a light popped out, blocking the cloth from the venue. Buyi was stunned and then flew back. He swept his consciousness and looked in the field, but saw a female practitioner in a white Taoist suit with a very naughty expression, and her face was very unfading to complain to the sister next to him.

"Sister, why do you think I'm so unlucky? When I meet that pervert, there's nothing I can do about him, and I can't help it."

Her senior sister sneered and said, "Hey, that guy must be the champion of this conference. There is absolutely nothing wrong with you. You'd better give up. How can we ordinary people speculge about the descendants of Tianlei?"

This senior sister is very sweet and beautiful, exuding a different temperament. Her eyebrows are tight, and she can be seen as a very strong figure. However, many people are often confused by her appearance.

Bu Yi looked at it and turned his head without paying attention. He had no interest in such a character at all. He turned his head and put his eyes on the competition venue again.

At this time, Buyi saw an evil cultivation. This man was thin and tall, exuding a cold temperament all over his body. He carried such a vicious magic weapon as a ten thousand soul flag in his hand, which was proud and beneficial to the field. Obviously, he was also a master. Because of the cultivation of his skills, he needed a lot of life. They were hunted down by righteous people, and even decent demon monks, but it can't be denied that their skills are very powerful, and their promotion speed is very fast. When used, they are very strange and domineering, and they can't be prevented.

PS: Cough, this book has been in a hurry from the beginning. Up to now, although it can be written, it is impossible to make progress. Everyone said, no, eunuchs, sweat, can leave a message in the book review, and Blackbird himself wrote it without confidence. Hey, tragedy, this is the novice. Tragedy, I don't know how to create an atmosphere, but I still have no experience!