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Chapter 1663

Seeing Zeng Yi swearing in the ring, many people actually wanted to go up and kill him. The reputation of the four sluts is too bad. Many people have been bullied by them, and many people want to step on him. Among the celebrities in the Jianghu, Yu Yilang Xingtian most wanted to take the stage, and even stepped out with one foot, but was stopped by the people next to him.

"Leader, no! According to information, this guy is very likely to be a first-rate peak expert. Although you are also very good, but this guy has endless tricks, and no one is sure to defeat this guy. It's too early to act now!"

"One day, I will destroy this bitch!"

Zeng Yi stood on the arena, looking around at the players, everyone was pointing and discussing, but after a few minutes, no one stood up. No matter who it was, they didn't want to be the first to be beaten in the first round. Shaolin players are very confident in themselves, but Zeng Yi's notoriety is too loud, indeed no one wants to face him in the first round.

After waiting for a few minutes, the Abbot of Shaolin and Wudang Song Yuanqiao who had already sat down stood up helplessly again, "You young heroes, is there anyone who wants to communicate with this Ni Shaoxia? Please hurry up to the ring!"

"Ahem, Amitabha, it seems that there are no young heroes who want to communicate with the benefactor. If so, then the young hero will automatically enter the next round." Abbot Shaolin also said helplessly.

Zeng Yi smiled in the arena, and cupped his hands to the players, "Thank you all for allowing me to automatically enter the next round. I think everyone is too modest. In my opinion, it's better to draw lots." Well, then you don't have to worry about something like this happening."

When many players heard this, their faces turned pale. You must know that many people actually saw Zeng Yi's automatic promotion and already had an idea. Some felt that they couldn't break into the top 1000 players. They were ready to cooperate and choose people they knew to compete. , In this way, there are only more than [-] players, and only three or five of them can guarantee a player to get the reward. Once Zeng Yi said this, he broke their plan.

Abbot of Shaolin and Song Yuanqiao's eyes lit up when they heard Zeng Yi's words: "Young man Ni has a very good intention, so let's do it as soon as Young man Ni sees you!"

Soon the Shaolin disciples issued number plates to all the players, and then quickly determined the opponents of the respective players.

"No. [-], No. [-], No. [-], No. [-]. All young heroes, please come to the stage!"

After the Shaolin disciples finished speaking, several players refrained from entering the ring, and Zeng Yi also returned to the sister Hua, Xiaoxuehua and Huaqianyuexia. stay there.

"Uncle, why is no one going up to compete with you?" Little Xuehua asked curiously.

"Hey, they are afraid of me."

Hua Qianyue Xia and Jing Feng rolled his eyes at him almost at the same time, "Brother Ni, if you do this, you will offend many people!"

"Hehe, I'm afraid of offending people?" Zeng Yi is completely in debt. He has offended players, and he can't count them. He doesn't care about offending them at all.

There were several pairs of players in the arena, and they started fighting very quickly. They were all top-notch players, except for a few, like Zeng Yi Jingfeng and others, who possessed numerous unique skills. In fact, most of the first-class players were about the same in strength. , It depends on who has rich experience.

Looking at the players in the stands, who were fighting fiercely, Zeng Yi turned around and asked, "What are your numbers and who is your opponent?"

"I'm lucky. The opponent is a player from our Wudang sect. If you know him, you won't be able to beat me. Just go up and make gestures." Jingfeng said with a slight smile.

Hua Qianyuexia said nonchalantly: "My opponent is a player from Quanzhen Sect." The martial arts of the Ancient Tomb Sect is specialized in defeating Quanzhen Sect. With similar strength, the Ancient Tomb Sect must have the upper hand, let alone the Quanzhen Sect. The perfect combination of two swords has already been practiced.

"Xue'er, which sect is your opponent from?"

"Well, uncle, I seem to have a bye!"

"Bye! Damn, the girl can't let the water out when the system starts!" In comparison, Xiao Xuehua is the one who is guaranteed to be promoted by the system!
At the beginning, the players were a little timid, and they were all trying to test their opponents. After all, no one would show their ability to suppress the bottom of the box as soon as they came up. But what I didn't expect was that after dozens of rounds of fierce fighting, the two sides still haven't come up with ultimate moves. It was stopped by those super-class experts, and the player with some advantages was directly judged to win.

The players were dumbfounded, and Shaolin said with a reassuring smile: "Benefactors, this conference is for communication, so just go as far as it goes. Shaolin Temple is the place of Buddhism, and I hope you young heroes, try to avoid casualties!"

Zeng Yi smiled, and whispered in Hua Qianyuexia's ear: "These masters have limited time, like those players, this competition can't be finished in ten days and a half months. This is forcing the players to resolve the battle quickly. When it's your turn, don't try it out, just attack with all your strength."

Regardless of whether the masters of Shaolin are really merciful and do not want to see casualties in the Shaolin Temple, or they really force everyone to speed up the time, anyway, the result is that the players after the stage all speed up the pace and basically test each other. Move, and start to shoot with all your strength.

Soon it was Jingfeng's turn. Jingfeng tidied up his clothes and flew into the ring very handsomely. His opponent was just like what he said, also a Wudang player.

"Eldest brother, I didn't expect that we would meet, please enlighten me!"

"Don't dare to be, we are all brothers, let's learn from each other!"

The two Wudang disciples fought fiercely, but Zeng Yi could tell that the two of them were just acting, performing Wudang's martial arts.From the simple Wudang basic martial arts, to the unique Taiji sword, the Shenmen thirteen swords and other martial arts, the two performed it over and over again. In the end, the two of them were not injured at all. Jingfeng's opponent took the initiative to say: "Brother Sure enough, you are still superior, I admit defeat!"

"Can Jingfeng be any more shameless?" Zeng Yi looked at the two of them as if he was making a movie, and he didn't know what to say anymore.Looking back at Song Yuanqiao who was watching the game, he even straightened his beard and nodded in satisfaction.

Many arenas competed together. In the morning, half of the players had already decided the winner. Some were happy and some were sad. There were a few players who advanced, and there were a few players who were eliminated. Of course, those who advanced were very happy. They were far away from those Good things are one step closer. Those who fail are not reconciled, but there is no way, this is the competition.

(End of this chapter)