Gao Wu: Quietly Draw The Sword, And Then Surprise Everyone

Two minutes ago.

Sponsor's Office.

"As a disciple of Senior Yanghua Sword Saint, do you want to arrange for her to compete with Zhao Yang?"

"If you want to arrange it, don't arrange it to be Zhao Yang's enemy. Otherwise, he will be directly eliminated by Zhao Yang in a short while, and then we will definitely not get any good results!"

"Okay! Then let's not arrange them to play in the same game. This will save trouble. Let's just arrange the disciples of Yanghua Sword Saint to appear in the second game of the fourth round."

...

"Contestant No. 1, Zhao Yang!"

"Contestant No. 26, Chen Xuanming!"

"Contestant No. 58, Wang Yixiong!"

...

After hearing his name, Zhao Yang jumped directly into the competition venue.

The first ten people whose names are read form one team, and the last ten people whose names are read form one team!

People who are on the same team as Zhao Yang are naturally extremely happy!

This might just be a win-win situation!

As for the hostile team, everyone obviously had a mask of pain on their faces.

Zhao Yang's cultivation level is so high and his speed is so fast, they will definitely not be able to defeat Zhao Yang.

Becoming Zhao Yang's enemy means that their journey to the Hundred Cities Competition has come to an end.

There is no suspense at all!

After both sides take their positions, they can start attacking as long as they wait for the referee to call start.

"start!"

As the referee shouted, Zhao Yang's opponent immediately rushed towards Zhao Yang!

Obviously knowing the result! But they don’t want to do nothing!

I’d rather be a manly man for five seconds! Don’t be a wimp for the rest of your life!

At this time, they only have Zhao Yang in their eyes!

As for Zhao Yang's other teammates, they have been ignored by them.

Seeing the ten people on the other side rushing towards him, Zhao Yang raised the corners of his mouth slightly, his left eye lit up with purple light, and he began to read that familiar quotation!

"A bag of rice has to endure several floors (feel the pain), a bag of rice has to endure a second floor (think about the pain), a bag of rice has a lot of tiredness (just accept the pain), a bag of rice has a lot of tiredness (understand the pain) , Mouthful (Start Now), Who Gives You a Bag of Rice (Let the World Feel the Pain), Spicy Tiansen (Shinra Tenzheng)!"

As Zhao Yang's last word fell.

With Zhao Yang as the center, a huge repulsive force was generated!

This repulsive force explodes instantly!

The next second, everyone in the competition field except Zhao Yang was directly bounced away!

Including Zhao Yang’s teammates!

The whole place was silent!

One move to win!

Kill them all instantly!

And he doesn’t even spare his teammates!

This kind of move is similar to the aftermath of a master's move in this world, and it can also bounce off everything around him!

However, Zhao Yang is not yet a master, but he can still do it!

Just like the almost teleportation speed Zhao Yang showed during the pre-blocking! Unreasonable!

Logically speaking, with Zhao Yang's level of cultivation, he simply cannot use these abilities!

But he did it! He did it!

That’s fucking outrageous!

"Fuck!"

"What did I just see? These people weren't playing us, were they? After Zhao Yang read a few words, they all flew up?"

"No, this is real! Zhao Yang seemed to have burst out with power just now!"

"This is unreasonable! Unreasonable!"

"At first, I thought Zhao Yang's teammates could win by lying down, but I didn't expect that they were also accidentally injured by Zhao Yang."

"Hahaha! I guess when those nine people wake up, they will be very confused."

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"How did Zhao Yang do it? Is there such a kind of martial arts in this world?" Niu Yanghua was a little shocked as his mind recalled everything that happened in the competition field just now.

"This shouldn't be martial arts, it should be one of the abilities of Zhao Yang's reincarnation eye. His reincarnation eye was shining just now." Qi Feiyang guessed.

"His eyes are really capable! If I had an eye like this, I would beat you." Niu Yanghua looked at Zhao Yang in the competition field, his eyes full of envy.

"The first game of the fourth round, winner, Zhao Yang!"

In a game of twenty people, there can only be one winner.

But no one dared to say anything.

This Hundred Cities Competition has already explained that in the fourth round, when all one side falls and the battle ends, the winner will be the person on the other side who is still standing!

But now, except Zhao Yang, no one can stand up.

Except for Zhao Yang, all Zhao Yang's opponents and teammates have fallen into a coma!

In this way, there is only one winner, Zhao Yang.

After Zhao Yang left the field, the staff carried out all the unconscious contestants in the competition field.

Later, the host announced the list of contestants for the second game.

"Second game, Lu Siyi!"

After hearing her name, Lu Siyi also jumped into the competition field.

The host then continued to read the names of nineteen people.

After Lu Siyi and others took their positions, the referee called the start.

As the referee finished speaking, Lu Siyi was the first to bear the brunt and rushed to the opposite side with the knife in hand.

Cut it out with one knife!

The sword energy carried the aura of destruction and slashed at the ten people on the opposite side!

Seeing this terrifying sword energy, these ten people dodge one after another!

If you are hit by this sword energy! Not dead but half disabled!

No one dares to resist!

After dodging this knife, these ten people began to be cautious.

Niu Yanghua's disciples, who knew Lu Siyi, naturally did not dare to be careless!

After all, he is a disciple of the famous Yanghua Sword Saint Sect, how could he be bad?

"Hiss! Is this the intention of the destroying sword?"

"No! This is not the intention of the sword, it is just the energy of the sword. But looking at this, it is only a matter of time before Lu Siyi realizes the intention of destroying the sword."

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, it's really not easy for a disciple of Yanghua Sword Saint. He can do this at such a young age."

"I just don't know who is more powerful, Lu Siyi or Zhao Yang."

"Hey, when you said that, I became curious. Zhao Yang and Lu Siyi are not simple people. When they grow up in the future, they will both be overlords! But I just don't know who is more powerful."

"I really hope that the two of them can play against each other on the final day."

In the competition field, all nine of Lu Siyi's teammates were stunned.

The ten people on the opposite side were being chased and slashed by Lu Siyi, so they had nothing to do with them.

But this is good, they can all advance to the finals lying down.

Thinking of Zhao Yang's nine teammates, they felt sad for those nine people.

He could have won safely, but unexpectedly, he was beaten down by Zhao Yang without distinguishing between friend and foe.

Now, Lu Siyi's teammates are also praying in their hearts, praying that Lu Siyi will not be like Zhao Yang and eliminate his teammates.

"Holy shit! This little bitch is so fierce! Are you tired of chasing us all the time?"

"Damn it, stop talking, I'm... stupid! The sword energy is coming again!"

"Fortunately, he doesn't have Zhao Yang's speed, otherwise, we wouldn't be able to run."