I Am a Magic Sword

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The ten-match victory in the ring is not that simple.

It is extremely rare for warriors of the same level to cause crushing.

The warriors who are confident to stand in the ring are almost the peak warriors of all levels. There are fewer late warriors like Qingyan, and the mid-term warriors will not sign up.

Because the innate, ground-breaking, and miraculous mid-martial warriors all knew that they would only waste spirit stones by signing up.

Qing Yan came to the nearest giant ring dedicated to the space-breaking warrior. On the ring, stood a mid-air peak warrior and a referee.

Only the referee announced loudly: "The warrior Weng Pengxiao from Tiancheng Kingdom has defeated four challengers in a row, is there a fifth? I will give you a quarter of an hour, if there is no challenger, then I will announce , Weng Pengxiao will qualify for the next round of competition."

A ten-game winning streak is not a hard indicator, but if the warrior on the ring has no one to challenge, the warrior will also advance.

Many warriors, if they find that the players on the ring are very strong, they will not be stubborn here.

It is unwise to be injured in the first round of elections or to consume precious recovery medicines.

Most of the warriors fighting for this kind of quota are not lenient in their hands, and many of them can’t wait to break the Elixir in half.

There are two thousand places for advancement in each level. For each player who advances first, the place will also be one less. If you are late, or if you do not get the next round of places in time, you will lose your chance.

Tian Chengguo made it clear that the warriors who signed up but did not take up the challenge will not refund the registration fee.

What is sent is a fortune!

Or that Weng Pengxiao's strength on the ring was too great, and Qing Yan waited for a quarter of an hour. After all, no warrior was willing to stand on stage to pick him up.

"Okay, at the end of the quarter, no one challenges Weng Pengxiao." The referee master announced, "Then I officially announced that the player Weng Pengxiao from Tianchengguo will qualify for the next round of competition!"

"There are 2,000 qualifications for the next round of competition, and there are still 231 places left. I hope everyone can hurry up. When all the places are distributed, the first round of competition will end, and no places will be awarded, or We will not refund the registration fee for the warriors who have not been challenged on stage!"

The referee from Tian Chengguo deliberately created tension.

At the same time, I will once again simply say the non-refundable registration fee.

Qing Yan stood by the ring, silently watching the warriors on the stage trying their best to compete for a place, and had not shot.

The referee once again announced: "Bao Jie, the warrior from the Bao family of the Kuaihai Kingdom, has defeated two challengers in a row, is there a third?"

"Sister Chen, don't you plan to shoot?"

Qing Yan turned her head and saw a disciple of the inner gate of Xuexuemen. He was somewhat impressed with the peak strength of the world. He was just fifty years old and had limited strength. He was not allocated to the race.

"I plan to wait again!"

The brother at the pinnacle of the heavens solicited light opinions: "Then I have gone?"

"Go, I wish Brother Qi the victory!"

"Thank you, sister!"

The inner disciple who broke the peak of the heavens laughed.

"You're welcome!"

Obviously, because Qing Yan stood here, he was a little worried that she would shoot.

The two collided together, but he was unsure of the victory over Ye Qingyan.

"Okay, Bai Shilong, a disciple from the inner gate of Nanyu, who challenges the world's peak strength, challenges Bao Jie!" the referee shouted, "Bao Jie, are you ready to accept the challenge?"

If Boji thinks he has no confidence in defeating his opponent, he can give up.

The rules of the game formulated by Tian Chengguo are not cruel.

But if Boji gives up, it means giving up the two previous winning streaks at the same time. If you want to compete for the next time, you have to start from scratch.

"I accept the challenge!"

The battle on the ring began.

"Why did the **** men come to the stage to grab places? Didn't they have a default?"

"It is estimated that Bai Shilong didn't get the quota in the Zongmen. I heard that even if it is a blood evil, there are not many quotas allocated. I have seen other powerful disciples robbing these quotas before!"

"It's really unfair. With such a quota, still fighting with us..."

"Be quiet!"

Qing Yan saw the speaker glancing at herself, but she didn't care. She was now focusing on the ring.

Even if he didn't get the quota inside Zongmen, Bai Shilong's strength was quite strong, and he didn't humiliate the reputation of the blood.

Bao Jie is also the strength to break the peak of the sky. Among them, Bao Jie should be regarded as a little genius, but in front of Bai Shilong, it is still not enough to look at. After about a hundred moves, Bao Jie lost.

However, Bao Jie responded in a timely manner. When he was about to lose, he directly distanced himself and announced his defeat.

How to reasonably report on the ring is also a kind of learning.

At the end of the first game, the referee announced Bai Shilong's victory and asked him whether he would immediately continue to the next game. He received a positive response from Bai Shilong.

After looking at the application, Chen Hao still had a light wind, watching the lightness of the contest, and vaguely guessed her thoughts.

Then, three consecutive challengers challenged Bai Shilong. After the three challenged two deaths and one injury, Bai Shilong had no chance to conduct the fifth match. The referee announced his promotion.

Bai Shilong got an iron voucher, jumped off the ring, and came to Qingyan: "Sister Chen, why didn't you shoot?"

"I want to wait again!"

"Oh, I'm leaving now!"

Bai Shilong's head was full of doubts, and he didn't understand what "Chen Ruoyan" was thinking.

He felt that with the strength of "Chen Ruoyan", the next round of places should be a breeze, but she wouldn't do it!

Is it because she is not interested in mobile?

This explanation seems a bit unclear.

"Brother Bai waits!" Just as Bai Shilong turned and left, he was yelled by Ye Qingyan.

"what's up?"

"Can you do me a favor?"

"What's busy?"

Qing Yan whispered in Bai Shilong's ear for a while, the more Bai Shilong listened, the more dignified his face, and finally she said: "If Brother Bai is willing to do me a favor, I can pay the price of 10,000 contributions!"

Bai Shilong was still a little hesitant, but after hearing this offer, he hardly hesitated: "Okay, let's deal!"

Every time a qualifying player appears, the referee will announce how many places are left. As the remaining places become less and less, the battle on the ring is also more brutal and fierce.

On the day when Qingyan first came, there was no matter how many warriors had won three or four games in a row and there was no warrior to challenge the champion. But two days later, when there were only two digits left in the next round of quotas, the remaining unqualified warriors were all It's crazy!

When there were only eleven places left, the referee asked who would take the initiative to stand on the ring and accept the challenge.

The referee took the light Yan's number plate and asked aloud: "Okay, this warrior from the **** gate, Chen Ruoyan, who is in the late stage of breaking through the sky, who is willing to take the stage to challenge?"

Under the ring, five warriors flew into the ring immediately.

Chen Hao said a little speechlessly: "Yan Yan, it looks like you are quite welcome!"

Qing Yan was angry and said: "They think I am a soft persimmon!"