The last cultivator

Chapter 183 The Game Begins

Chapter 183 The Game Begins

Bai Lengye opened the door and walked out of the room. When he went downstairs, he found many people chatting loudly, and when he came down the stairs, the whole hall was instantly silent, and countless eyes looked at him.

Bai Lengye found an empty place to sit down on his own, and the people around him pointed at him, as if they were curious about the meaning of that blood-red smile on the mask.

"It's really disgusting, the mask you wear is so disgusting, do you really think you are a great immortal?"

The other person also snorted and smiled: "There are too many people pretending to be aggressive these days. When I was in the city, I met some young master. I broke the other person's legs at that time. The parents didn't dare to say a word." , and paid me tens of millions, and booked a private jet to take me back."

Bai Lengye withdrew his gaze and sneered in his heart, these people are basically people with no background or faction, or some powerful people who think they are very powerful and don't need to put others in their eyes.

While he was eating, another group of people came in outside the door, but these people were very arrogant, and they would drive them all out as soon as they came in. Some people had conflicts over this, but that group of people was very strong, and they would eat in a few seconds. people were thrown out.

"You, what about you, sneaky, get out!" A big man came to him with a machete in his hands.

Bai Lengye was drinking with a teacup, and the other party slapped him in a rage, but then an afterimage flashed by, and the big man flew out.

"Damn... if you encounter a hard stubble, go up and kill him."

The big man got up, called the master, surrounded Bai Lengye, and was about to make a move, when a suspicious man came in from outside the door, the leader was a middle-aged man, wearing a plain brocade robe, his face was not angry but mighty, As soon as the other party came in, the person who did it immediately ran over respectfully.

"Master Duan, the room is ready, shall we take a break and have something to eat first?"

The big men who were arrogant before, are all nodding and bowing respectfully like pugs at this moment.

The sect master didn't say a word, he walked straight to a place where there was no one and sat down, but the people around him had already been driven away, in the whole hall, it is estimated that the people at the few tables around Bai Lengye did not leave.

One person was dissatisfied: "Who is this person, he is so arrogant..."

"Hush! Don't die, keep your voice down, this person is Duan Zheng, the Patriarch of the Duan family, his strength is said to have reached the peak of the Martial King, and even the Martial Venerable..."

Hearing this, the person who spoke just now shut up immediately, lowered his head and continued to drink.

Bai Lengye ate very calmly, not paying attention to what happened just now, whether it's Duan's family or not, as long as he doesn't offend him.

After eating, Bai Lengye got up to go out, he felt that someone was spying on him, he glanced out of the corner of his eye, and found that it was Duan Zheng.

He didn't care about it either, he stepped out and came to the front of a forest, quietly feeling the strong wind that wasn't too hot.

There were some dark clouds in the sky, and there were scattered thoughts inside. Although he no longer thought about that matter, his mind always flashed involuntarily.

There is also that inner disciple who suddenly appeared, and with this competition, maybe they will also come.

"This little brother is very elegant." A chuckle sounded, Bai Lengye lowered his head, and saw that Duan was coming.

In his perception, this person's strength is very strong, no less than Wu Zun's strength, and he is a little jealous. When meeting Wu Zun's master, unless he loses control, it is still a bit difficult to deal with.

Seeing that Bai Lengye was silent, Duan just smiled slightly: "According to the rumors, this mask seems to be worn by the head of the Blood Sword Sect. If I guessed correctly, Your Excellency should be the head of the Blood Sword Sect, who is also the master of the Mie Sword Sect." A strange person who fell into the Yunzong."

"It's a grassroots man, what a strange person." Bai Lengye said indifferently.

"I think the master of the white sect is qualified to be the referee for this practice competition."

"It's an honor for me to be a spectator, referee, I'm afraid I won't be able to do it."

Just after finishing speaking, the phone rang suddenly, it was the right one, the other party smiled apologetically, answered the call and left.

Bai Lengye didn't care, this paragraph is approaching him, I'm afraid it's not as simple as wanting to make friends, although he is very powerful, but he should not be taken seriously by the other party.

Subconsciously touched his unicorn arm, this thing has saved him many times, and also gave him great strength, but its weakness made him very painful.

……

On the day of the competition, we came to a huge competition field, with a huge square in the middle, surrounded by some well-placed chairs, which looked quite modern, with mineral water and some snacks on it.

About a thousand people came, and there were hundreds of people participating in the competition. Among these people, there were no more than 20 people who could be referees, and Bai Lengye was among the 20 people.

There are six referees in total, and they are basically the masters or representatives of some great sects. Bai Lengye didn't want to be a referee at first, but since they kept inviting him, he couldn't refuse, so as not to say that he was playing big cards .

After more than an hour of preparation, the contestants began to draw numbers. Sitting on the referee's seat, Bai Lengye also felt countless eyes looking over him. There were doubts, suspicion and jealousy in those eyes.

After the selection of a referee began, the contestants came to the stage to compete. Bai Lengye stared at the two contestants, a man and a woman, both of which were at the third level of warriors.

The man has a two-handed weapon, while the woman has a dagger. This thing can be used for melee combat, but if you can't get close, the dagger will suffer a lot.

But what Bai Lengye didn't expect was that the woman used the dagger very powerfully. Relying on her extraordinary speed, she forced the man to come to the edge. In the end, the man stepped on the ground with one foot because of carelessness. The verdict was lost.

The first round ended, the woman won, and then the second round began. This time, there were two men with similar strengths.

Watching this kind of fight, Bai Lengye couldn't arouse any interest at all, he was so bored that he was about to fall asleep, but the other referees watched it very interestingly, and occasionally lowered their heads to exchange a few words.

"Next, NO.20 contestant, Huang Ying."

As soon as the name was announced, Bai Lengye suddenly sat up straight, and then a yellow shadow slowly walked out from the stage, that playful figure, making faces while walking, looked innocent and cute.

Bai Lengye tightly clenched his fists, and because of his excitement, he almost exposed his evil spirit. Although he hid it well, many people still sensed it.

When the match started, Bai Lengye suppressed the excitement in his heart, fixed his eyes on the other party, and then scanned the venue. In the crowd, he saw those men and women, that is, the people from the inner sect.

Huang Ying's opponent was a man, and the opponent was tall and thick, with a face full of flesh, and his strength was at the third level of Wu Zong, while Huang Ying's strength was at most only the first level of Wu Zong.

Bai Lengye doesn't know what happened to the other party and doesn't remember him anymore, but he must have a way to restore the other party's memory. He made a mistake last time, and he must not do wrong again next time, but the two cannot contact each other.

At the beginning of the battle, Huang Ying used light and subtle skills to avoid the attack of the big man. Although the opponent was strong, he had no strength and was obviously very slow, which gave Huang Ying time to attack.

Huang Ying only had a short knife in her hand, and the man was wearing armor. Basically, it was difficult to break through the opponent's defense with one blow, so several consecutive blows were necessary.

With a clear sound, Huang Ying was hit and almost flew off the stage. Fortunately, her ankle stopped the car in time, but a smear of blood flowed from the corner of her mouth.

On the stage, Bai Lengye tried his best not to show his murderous look. If it wasn't for a competition, he would have rushed over and smashed the opponent's head off.

The match continued, the two continued to fight together, but Huang Ying's physical strength was gradually exhausted, and there were obvious signs of defeat. Bai Lengye's eyes did not move at all. If the other party was in any danger, he would definitely help.

Just when Huang Ying was beaten into the air again, she was about to fall off the stage, but the big man punched her again with his fist. Countless people held their breaths to see who would win.

Bai Lengye was about to jump up, staring fixedly at the big man, the flame in his hand was beating lightly.

Thousands of eyes watched the two of them, and the whole scene was deadly silent. Seeing that Huang Ying was about to be hit, some people couldn't help crying out in regret.

But the next moment, the mutation happened at this time.

A bell suddenly appeared in Huang Ying's hand, and when it was shaking, the temperature there suddenly became hot, and then the ground cracked, and a ball of flames shot straight into the sky, separating the two, and the big man who forced them backed up.

"What a powerful magic weapon!" Several people in the referee's seat exclaimed at the same time.

Bai Lengye also heaved a sigh of relief, and sat down again, as long as Huang Ying was fine, but the magic weapon still surprised him.

After Huang Ying took out the bell, it fluttered a few more times, and the sound of jingling bells spread throughout the competition scene, and then the flames in the air turned into a wolf's head, opened its mouth, and swallowed the big man in one gulp.

Without even screaming, raging flames burst into flames, and the big man was burned to ashes, and the weapon in his hand fell to the ground with a clang.

Everything was quiet, Huang Ying's complexion turned pale, and when she was about to fall, a figure rushed over to support her.

"Junior Sister is fine." The man said with concern.

"It's okay." Huang Ying waved her hand weakly.

"I'll help you down to rest."

On the referee's seat, the corner of Bai Lengye's mouth was a little bitter, and he even gave up on the prepared action, feeling helpless in his heart.

Now that he is a referee, he is not allowed to intervene in the competition, and he is not allowed to have any prejudice against the players, otherwise, he will be offended.

"Master Bai, it seems that you know that Huang Ying, and the origin of the people around him seems a bit difficult." Sitting on the side, Zheng Zheng laughed.

Bai Lengye hesitated, but still didn't reveal the identities of those people, because he didn't know if the other party had any hatred with them, and speaking out would be tantamount to harming them.

Seeing that Bai Lengye didn't speak, and turned his head upright, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he sneered endlessly in his heart.

(End of this chapter)

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