Douluo’s Infinite Devouring

　　 The ten-person elimination system in the preliminary round went on for a day, and Mingtian and others left without watching the next elimination rounds after waiting for their partners to compete.

In order to comfort Gan Ling and Ning Tong who did not qualify, Ming Tian and his team came to Gan’s barbecue shop. In addition to comforting the two, they also carried out the next step of the game analysis and prepared to deal with the one-to-one elimination in the next draw. Rematch.

　　 And the people in Wuhundian where the selection competition was held, did not put their minds on this competition, but on the soul bone auction after the competition.

During the game, Yuan Tianxiong and Zhan Yaqing also prepared a lot of fortunes and prepared to buy the one-hundred-thousand-year soul bone at the auction, but the two did not know that all of this was in the calculations of Qianxunji. , But what everyone didn't expect was that the soul bone had been stolen for a long time, and it was dropped.

Everything that was carried out secretly was raised secretly. The seemingly in full swing of the Wuhun Hall selection competition still attracted the attention of many people. Privately opened bets on who could get the place to enter the Wuhun Hall, and they were speculating about who could get the place. One, the dark horses that appeared this time are even more interesting to everyone, looking forward to where these dark horses can go, and what exciting fights will follow.

After the first round of selection, the members of the semi-finals came to the competition venue again two days later. The semi-finals were presided over by the people of Wuhundian. They were divided into red and black boxes, each with the same number with a different color. Players of different colors who draw the same number are opponents.

　　 The rules of the game are very simple. The battlefield is also divided into two rows. Those who enter the semi-finals are divided into two teams, and each box will draw their own number.

　　 "Brother Yanwei, don't worry, we have a way to get your son to enter the Hall of Souls in a fair manner. This rematch mode can be said to be prepared for the noble son."

　　 Lor Diarra was on the presiding stage, watching the players who split into two teams to draw numbers, smiling authentically.

　　 Yanwei's distorted face became a little better, and when he heard Lordiala say this, he whispered:

　　 "My lord, is there any mystery in this?"

　　 "This is natural, but the secret is not to be revealed."

　　 Lor Diarra said mysteriously, and smiled strangely.

　　 "Then the evil spirit master kid I said before..."

"Don't worry, he will die naturally in the game, but not now. I want to give him the most painful way to die. In the final arena, I will let him challenge one opponent after another and die from exhaustion. ."

　　 "So this kid will pass the rematch?"

　　 Yanwei was a little disappointed and authentic.

　　 "Hehehehe, it's not necessarily true, I prefer to watch some, it's a horrible fun to kill each other."

Lordiala smiled sinisterly, looking at the people who had already started the draw, his eyes motioned to the person next to him, and the person next to him nodded. The number that was starting the draw was reaching everyone's hands in a strangely coincident way. Until the last number is drawn.

　　 "The draw is over! Please find the corresponding opponent according to the draw number! And go to the corresponding number on the competition stage!"

　　 There was a commotion among the people who had drawn the numbers, and some of them couldn't wait to say their numbers.

　　 "The red eight is here! Who is the black eight?"

　　 He Mengyan raised the red number ball in his hand high and looked for it in the crowd.

　　 "I'm going?! Isn't it?!"

　　 It was Chu Yan who was speaking out, looking at He Mengyan in amazement. In his hand, it was a black eighth ball.

　　 "Huh? Old Chu?"

　　 He Mengyan heard this voice and looked at Chu Yan, his eyes fell on the number ball in his hand, and his expression became very exciting.

　　 "My God! Isn't it?! Shall we fight?"

　　 "What a coincidence? I originally wanted to compete against you in the ring."

　　 "Old Chu, I won't show mercy!"

　　 "For the selection of the Martial Soul Palace, do you actually want to cruel my brother? Lao He, I misunderstood you, and I will only kill you later."

　　 Chu Yan said with a sad expression.

　　 "Hey, compared to the painful killer, my subordinates are not merciful, okay? You are really cruel!"

　　 "Come on, then let us decide the winner today! Go to the eighth stage!"

　　 "Who is afraid of you, go!"

　　 Chu Yan and He Mengyan clamored and went to the eighth stage. Some people have already arrived on the corresponding stage to start the game.

　　 Mingtian team also gathered at this time.

"Lao He and Lao Chu are really good friends. Even the semi-finals can be drawn together. The two of them are cultivated and are not divided. It is difficult to tell the winner at a time, but they say that. With that said, I'm afraid I still hope that the other party can enter the finals."

　　 Yuanyun watched the two leave and said, gathering with Mingtian and others.

　　 "The two of them are interesting, why haven't they found it before? What's your number, Brother Yan?"

　　 Mingtian smiled and asked Yan concerned.

　　 "I am the red twelve, I don't know who my opponent will be..."

　　 Yan said excitedly.

　　 Yuanyun jumped up and shouted:

　　 "No?! Red twelve? You?"

　　 "Yes, what's the matter..."

　　Yan looked at Yuanyun strangely, and then thought of something...

　　 "Brother Yuan, you can't..."

　　 "Come on, I just said that Chu Yan and the others, now it's our turn, Yan, are we good brothers?!"

　　 Yuanyun put his hand on Yan's shoulder.

　　 "No, it's not..."

　　 Yan shook his head, and then moved a little away from Yuanyun when he moved in place.

　　 Yuanyun looked at Yan gloomily, as if about to cry, what about brotherhood?

　　 "Isn't it, such a coincidence, Big Brother Yan, are you fighting Big Brother Yuanyun?"

　　 "But fortunately, at least one of you must be in the ring final."

　　 Mingtian comforted Erren Dao, but the atmosphere between the two was obviously wrong.

　　 "I said Yan, why don't you vote directly, otherwise I'm afraid that it will be ugly to beat you later, we brothers, I have to save you face, right?"

　　 Yuan Yun said earnestly.

"Don't come here! I will definitely enter the Hall of Souls to get the final spot! I will stand until the last moment! If you treat me as a brother, we will take out all our skills and have a good one-on-one duel on the stage. !"

　　 "Uh...well, I didn't expect you to be so persistent, but I have one more spirit ring than you, and the agile attack system has a certain advantage over the strong attack system."

　　 "Don't underestimate me!"

　　 "Then see you on stage 12."

　　 "Just go!"

　　 "Hey, Brother Yan!"

　　Mingtian didn't expect that a few people who were talking and laughing just now would have met in a blink of an eye. Is the number of places in the Wuhun Hall really that important? You can disregard brotherhood...

　　 The two were stopped by Mingtian. Looking at Mingtian's worried eyes, they understood something, Yuanyun smiled, put his big hand on Mingtian's head, and touched Mingtian's hair and said:

"Don’t worry, Xiao Mingtian, fighting is fighting and friendship is friendship. We will do our best on the stage. After the game is over, we are still the brothers who have been sleeping together! There is no conflict, we will not be because of such a game. It's so stiff."

"Yeah, Mingtian, don't think too much, when we are in the ring, we will also use all our strength to deal with it seriously, because we are friends, we should respect each other more than say you quit. Well, or it's really hard to start, or something, but more vigorously, out of respect for the other party! Have a duel upright like a man!"

　　Yan also put his hand on Mingtian's shoulder and said.

　　 "Well, I get it! Brother Yan, Brother Yuan, come on!"

　　 Mingtian nodded, watching the two smile.

　　 "Hey, don't say it like you have beaten me, idiot!"

　　 "Why? Not convinced? I am going to be a titled Douluo man! Asshole! How could I be defeated by you, and I seem to have beaten you once."

　　 "Ah?! What?! That was just your luck! It wasn't by Mingtian..."

Yan and Yuanyun walked away to the competition stage while cursing, UU reading www.uukanshu.com, watching from behind, under the quarrel, it was the warmth of treating each other as friends. I was fortunate to know them. Is so happy, isn't it?

　　 "I just went to see Zhan Ni, she seems to be in a bad condition."

　　 Yuanyu came over at this time, and said in a cool tone.

"what happened?"

　　 "Her opponent is the Four Ring Soul Sect..."

　　 "What?! Is that the soul sect with one dozen nine?"

　　 Mingtian said in surprise.

　　 "Yes, it's too bad, but Zhan Ni may not lose."

　　 "That's right, we've all played against Zhan Ni and we know how good she is."

　　 Mingtian nodded, this game is really full of highlights.

　　 "In addition, his opponent named Monson is You Xiaoqing. It is also worthy of attention, and you must study it carefully when that time comes."

　　 "Hmm! Good! Yuan Yu, which number are you? Who is your opponent?"

　　 "Well, this, I don't know yet, I'm going to the competition stage first."

　　 Yuan Yu showed an indifferent attitude.

　　 "Come on! I haven't gone to find an opponent yet, I'm going to go directly to the competition table."

　　 "Okay, see you at the end of the game, Xiao Mingtian."

　　 Yuanyu smiled, and learned that his brother messed up Mingtian's hair and left.

　　 Mingtian looked at Yuan Yu's back, the cold and always wearing gray long dress, suddenly feeling a little strange in his heart.

　　 For mysterious and proud things, people will give birth to a heart that wants to approach, want to know, the unknown, in the bottom of their heart...

　　 "Come on, Yuan Yu..."

　　 Mingtian whispered.