The most powerful system in history

Chapter 218
Breaking through the maze in the first level of the martial arts competition, except for those unlucky ones who fell by accident.

There are more than 100 people still alive.

Of course not everyone was robbed by Wu Liang, but at least twenty people survived.

But among these 20 people, only eight people obtained the magic sand by their own strength.

Therefore, if there were no accidents, there would be only nine people breaking into the second level, including Wu Liang.

This result will be completely beyond the expectations of the monks of the nine counties. It is too weird. This is a martial arts competition. It was supposed to be a stage where the younger generation of monks competed with each other. no.

Not to mention, this result was not caused by some force majeure, but a shameless "little thief".

For a moment, Wu Liang suffered the baptism of eyes again.

And this time, the Nine Counties cultivator before Shui Jing was added.

Everyone stared at Wu Liang, but their positions split into three camps.

The first camp belongs to watching the excitement, as long as there is excitement to watch, it doesn't care what decision Wu Liang will make.

And the second camp is where the sects of the robbed monks are located, and they are all gnashing their teeth to ask Wu Liang to hand over the magic sand.

In the third camp, there were a few monks who were extremely gambling and just bet on Wu Liang, hoping that Wu Liang would not hand over those magic sands.

"Boy, if you don't hand over the magic sand, I will make you look good when you get out of the maze."

"Little thief, we can still let you go if you hand over the magic sand, otherwise... Humph!"

"It's something that was snatched. I advise you, little thief, to hand it over obediently."

……

Wu Liang turned a deaf ear to the many threats in his ears, and just walked towards the giant steel beast not far away with a cheap smile on his face.

Seeing this, everyone became anxious.

Just a breath before, they all saw that the eight monks who had obtained the magic sand had already entered the inner hall Shi Shiran after handing over the magic sand, that is, entered the second round.

And it was the giant steel beast who was in charge of collecting the magic sand.

The eight people promoted to the second round, except for the four guys who deliberately hid their cultivation, are the four great talents of this martial arts competition.

Jian Chen, the Young Master of the Ten Thousand Immortals League!

The young master of the Lu family, Lu Datong!
Duan Wuxin, son of the Great Elder!

Moco Zongwu is in the sky!

After watching the excitement for a while, these eight people entered the inner hall first, presumably thinking that there was something good in it, so they went in to investigate first.

Now, is the Ninth Man about to appear?
This scene was simply terrible, more than 100 people in the field all glared at Wu Liang.

If eyes could kill, Wu Liang would have been cut to pieces by now.

So frustrating!

Especially the remaining six members of the Top Ten Talented Talents seemed to be bursting into flames when they looked at Wu Liang.

It's a pity that due to the existence of that giant steel beast, the six of them resisted the urge to make a move.

"Tsk tsk, the charm of this suzerain is really amazing, wherever he goes, everyone is watching him!"

After walking in front of the giant steel beast, Wu Liang uttered a sentence that was extremely embarrassing.

"boom"

"Zizzi"

As soon as Wu Liang finished speaking, he didn't even need to raise his head. With a slight movement of his ears, he seemed to be able to hear the strange sound in the air, which was caused by eyes that spewed out flames and lightning.

Hearing these movements, Wu Liang knew that he had pulled the hatred to its full value.

"Huh~ At this time, I'm afraid that an extremely ugly guy will jump out and scold everyone. I'm afraid I won't be able to draw so much hatred from me."

"It's almost there. We still have to give the sweetness that should be given. Besides, this is a chance to make a fortune."

"Hoo Hoo Hoo"

After these thoughts flashed through Wu Liang's heart very hopelessly, the next moment he saw him quickly take out something.

That thing is a jade trumpet.

In front of the water mirror, many monks felt their hearts tingle when they saw the familiar trumpet.

And when the incomparably loud voice came out from the loudspeaker, for a moment, an unknown number of monks staggered and shivered.

"Shenyuan Qingzhou, Shenyuan Qingzhou."

"The Nine Cauldron Sect, the most powerful sect in Shenyuan Qingzhou Zhenwu County, has closed down. Wu Liang, the bastard's sect master, eats, drinks, prostitutes, and gambles. He owes 100 million high-grade spirit stones and runs away with his little junior sister."

"We have no choice but to use Zongmen's magic sand to pay for the spiritual salary. All the magic sands originally cost 100 million, 200 million, and 300 million high-grade spirit stones. Now they are all sold for only 50 yuan, and all of them are sold for only 50 yuan. "

"Sect Master Wu Liang, you bastard, you are not human. We worked so hard to worship the Nine Cauldrons, but you ran away with your junior sister. You give me back my spirit stone, and my blood and sweat spirit stone."

The jade horn spewed out the noise very cheerfully, making the cold and lonely steel ruins, which had been silent for an unknown number of years, shrouded in the sound enough to make people vomit blood.

Unlike Lu Xue who had to close his facial acupoints and muscles in order to broadcast this episode, Wu Liang smiled very proudly while broadcasting. What's even worse is that with a wave of his hand, hundreds of black magic That's how the sand appeared.

Floating in front of everyone's eyes, exuding a deadly temptation.

With a "wow", no matter in front of the steel hall or in front of the water mirrors, everyone's eyes were attracted by the large amount of magic sand.

Of course, there are some exceptions.

A group of monks who used to be in the trading square before, looking at Wu Liang's eyes in the water mirror are about to spit fire.

"Blood and sweat, you uncle, this bastard is a liar, everyone, our spirit stone is really blood and sweat spirit stone."

"Come on again, this dead liar doesn't even bother to make up words, your little junior sister is here clearly, where did she run away, where did she run away?"

"This liar is too shameless. He cursed his own sect to close down just to deceive people."

Although these dozens of cheated monks shouted loudly, trying to wake up everyone with their "blood and tears".

Unfortunately, their strength is still too small.

Soon, familiar voices of discussion rang in their ears.

"Hey, that little thing is not bad, it can play the sound by itself, it is exquisite."

"Fellow Daoist, your focus is wrong, shouldn't you be surprised that the little thief took out so much magic sand?"

"My friend Daoist, you are really wrong. It is obvious that you snatched it. After all, you are a hateful little thief."

"Ahem, I think you are all wrong. What really deserves attention is why the little thief only took his junior sister to escape. Aren't there three beauties in the Nine Cauldron Sect?"

"puff"

"puff puff"

Just when those dozens of blood-tearing monks had no choice but to vomit blood, Lu Xue, Su Mu, and Sister Pu all involuntarily grasped the hilt of the sword in the Jiudingzong square.

"buzz"

Three gazes filled with coldness fell on Wu Liang's body through the water mirror.

"Hehehehe"

Xiao Linglong, who was at the side, once again tried to eliminate her sense of existence with a happy face, and at the same time muttered: "Brother Sovereign is too bad!"

……

"Huh? No movement? Could it be that they were all suppressed?"

"Mistake, mistake, forgot to arrange a child care."

Seeing that no one came forward, Wu Liang became anxious.

(End of this chapter)