perfect beast

Chapter 40
The day passed like this.

After dinner, Zhang Beichen sat alone in the room and began to practice.

He didn't want to stop for a moment, because he wanted to be strong. In front of him was Li Mu, Zhang Shaoyang, and Cheng Hanjiang, a genius.

These three outstanding geniuses have more or less festivals with themselves.

If you don't practice hard, you will be trampled on the soles of your feet, or become yellow mud on the soles of their feet.

Through practice, Zhang Beichen's second aura cyclone at Shenyuan increased by one point again.

Zhang Beichen enjoyed this feeling of abundant aura.

Zhang Beichen woke up early the next day. Today is the second match of the hero competition, and 30 people will choose ten people.

Zhang Beichen was not in the mood to understand their strength at all, and he didn't even know their names.

Of course, the boy named Duan Chao yesterday left a very good impression on him.

Duan Chao is the boy in white who cut off Xiong Han's arm with a single sword.

Since he could cut off the fierce arm of the peak strength of the Ninth Qi Gathering Realm with a single sword, it must be at the first level of the Soul Gathering Realm.

The sun hung high in the sky in late autumn, but it didn't feel any temperature.

Coming to the largest martial arts arena in Liyang City, Zhang Beichen looked forward to today's battle.

At least not like yesterday, without feeling.

After all, the opponents who are fighting today will not be too weak. This kind of battle will have more changes and greater challenges, which will make him interesting and excited.

"Who do you think can enter the top ten today?"

"That goes without saying, of course it is Xiao Cheng, the second young master of the Xiao family in Liyang City."

"I think Duan Chao of Sanheyuan is also very good, and it should be no problem to enter the top ten."

"Where is Zhang Beichen? Do you think there is any hope of entering the top ten?"

"Him? I can't see enough."

"No, the ones who fought against him yesterday were all low-strength fighters. Today is different, they are all powerful masters, and he is simply not enough to watch."

The young warriors standing under the arena were all discussing what might happen today.

Zhang Beichen walked slowly into the martial arts arena, came to the battle platform and sat down.

The sound of a gong sounded, and the curtain of the competition was lifted.

Yue Xinlou still stood on the stage, and said in an old voice: "Today is the second match of the hero competition. Boys, today is the day to display your strength and sweat. I hope you can achieve good results in the competition."

"Next, it's a lottery match."

As he said that, he pointed to a big cardboard box aside and said: "There are thirty small slips of paper inside, ten of which are empty numbers, and twenty of which are written with numbers.

The written numbers are all in pairs from one to ten, so those who draw the same number will have a duel, and the winner will enter the next round, and then fight against the warrior who has drawn an empty number. "

"In this way, wouldn't it mean that there are ten young warriors who don't need to compete in the first round and go directly to the next round?"

As soon as Yue Xinlou finished speaking, people from the audience questioned him again.

Yue Xinlou said: "That's right, you must know that in actual combat, force is indeed very important, but sometimes luck is also one of the ways to victory."

"cut!"

"It's not fair at all."

……

There are many young martial artists in the audience, who are very dissatisfied with this rule.

However, Yue Xinlou turned a deaf ear to these doubts and said, "Please invite the thirty top ten players of the year to draw lots."

With that said, 30 people stepped onto the stage one after another, and the lottery began.

Leaning on crutches, Zhang Beichen walked onto the battle stage slowly. All the people cast more eyes on such a physically handicapped person like him.

Li Mu sat under the stage, and a maid rubbed his shoulders. He stared at Zhang Beichen with a cold smile and said, "Zhang Beichen probably will be defeated in the first round."

In his opinion, Zhang Beichen just entered the top ten of the year by luck, so, in front of the master, he will definitely lose if he can't make up for three moves.

Zhang Shaoyang stared at Zhang Beichen coldly, thinking to himself: "Zhang Beichen, you can't lose, otherwise, I won't have the chance to destroy you with my own hands."

Zhang Beichen reached into the lottery box and pulled out a note from it.

He didn't look at it immediately, but held it in the palm of his hand and looked at the other warriors.

The other warriors showed the small notes in their hands.

"Hey, I'm the first battle." A chubby boy looked bitter.

"Haha, I played in the seventh battle."

A boy in white clothes came to Zhang Beichen, stretched out his little note and said, "I am number nine, how about you?"

The boy in white was quite handsome, neither fat nor thin.The white clothes on his body, the cuffs and collar are embroidered with gold thread lace, which looks very luxurious.

In his hand is a dark green long sword that looks very deep.

This boy is Duan Chao.

Zhang Beichen smiled faintly, but did not answer.

Because he himself doesn't know what number he has drawn?

The palm slowly spread out, and a small white note appeared in the palm of the hand.

There was no writing on the small note, and when I turned it over, I didn't see any writing on it.

"Damn, I didn't expect it to be an empty number. You're lucky." Duan Chao said with a smile on his face, "I think your strength is quite good, how about you being my younger brother?"

Zhang Beichen saw that Duan Chao didn't have any malicious intentions, so he smiled lightly and said, "I really don't have the habit of being a little brother!"

"Hey, it's because you don't know who I am. If you knew my identity, you would readily agree to be my younger brother. You must know that in a small place like Liyang City, as long as I say a word, I want to be my little brother." My little brother's people, do you believe it or not?"

"I don't care what anyone thinks, but I'm not interested."

"Damn, I'm the only son of the Duan family in Jicheng, haven't you heard of it? My name is Duan Chao, and I'm very famous."

Jicheng is the capital of Nanyuan County in the south of Chishui County.

Nanyuan County is many times larger than Chishui County, and its capital is many times stronger than Liyang City, the capital of Chishui County.

The Duan family in Jicheng is extremely powerful, so Zhang Beichen also heard about it, so he asked, "Are you the only son of the Duan family in Jicheng?"

"That's right, how do you know me? Let me just say, I'm really famous."

Zhang Beichen said with a smile, "The Duan family in Jicheng is indeed very famous, but I have never heard of your name."

"Pfft... I am the young master of the Duan family in Jicheng, you didn't hear my name. You are really ignorant."

Zhang Beichen didn't want to talk to him too much, so he stepped off the stage.

What he drew was an empty number, which meant that he could directly advance to the next round of duel.

The warriors on the stage had all drawn their lots and walked off the stage.

Yue Xinlou said on the stage: "Okay, everyone has got their numbers, now please draw the two fighters who got number one to fight."

The chubby young man with a sad face just now stepped up to the battle stage step by step with frustrating pulsating steps.

At the same time, one of the young men, who was lean but whose muscles were bulging like a graveyard, suddenly stepped on his feet and jumped onto the battle platform holding a spear.

He cupped his hands and said, "I am a disciple of the Qinghe Academy, Liu Gang, please enlighten me."

Judging from the momentum, Liu Gang has already gained the upper hand, and it seems that the winner or loser has already been decided before it starts.

Casually arching his hands, the chubby boy said, "The Meng family, Meng Shaocong."

So, the two started fighting on stage.

Zhang Beichen didn't want to watch their fight either. He was sitting on the armchair, and Li Shan was rubbing his shoulders affectionately.

Having such a beautiful woman like Li Shan rub his shoulders, I really envy others.Some people even cast vicious glances at Zhang Beichen.

But there is no way.

At this time, a strong young man walked up to Zhang Beichen, rolled up his sleeves, showed his strong arms and said, "Cripple, you are so damn lucky, you got an empty number. However, the empty number is always reserved." For trash, trash is not worthy of sitting, let me stand up."

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