Zhao Mingde chuckled, then looked at Fang Yi, his eyes filled with gratitude.

"Thank you! Fang Yi."

"This is all the result of your own efforts, no need to thank me." Fang Yi said with a faint smile.

"And this is the first game. Every time you win, your opponent will become one point stronger. Are you confident?"

Zhao Mingde nodded heavily. At this moment, he felt extremely confident, even though he knew that it was impossible to win more games with his own strength.

But if you can win a game, it’s a win. You don’t care about ranking, but you want to show your own strength.

Let others not dare to underestimate themselves.

The fat man seemed to be inspired by Zhao Mingde, looking confident.

"Fat man, it's your turn soon! Go over and take a look."

The three of them immediately came to Arena No. 1.

At this time, Feng Yiyi's eyes suddenly glanced at Fang Yi, showing a slightly complicated expression.

Fang Yi frowned slightly and smiled as a greeting.

Although the two were not familiar with each other, they had met once when they were summoned by Ancestor Qingshan, and later had a brief exchange at Wanjun Mountain, and Fang Yi had saved each other that time.

Of course, Feng Yiyi's strength is enough to protect herself, but it's hard to say for others.

In fact, Fang Yi had a good impression of Feng Yiyi. Apart from not being talkative, she was cold on the outside and hot on the inside. This could be seen from the fact that she tried her best to protect those disciples.

Feng Yiyi also nodded slightly, seeming to respond to Fang Yi. It could be seen that her impression of Fang Yi was not bad.

"Shi Dahai and Liu Wugen come on stage."

The elder deacon shouted loudly on the ring.

"Fat man, it's your turn, come on." Zhao Mingde clenched his fist and encouraged the fat man.

Fang Yi also patted the fat man on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Fat man, don't let me down, otherwise I will cut off all the fat from your body."

"Can you say something nice?"

The fat man curled his lips, feeling quite dissatisfied. After rolling his eyes at Fang Yi, he went directly to the ring.

The fat man's obese body caused everyone in the audience to laugh as soon as he appeared.

"Fat man, if you have a figure like yours and you're trying to compete with others, I think you should forget it! You'd better give up on your own initiative."

"That's right, looking at your body shape, you can hardly walk!"

"Hahaha, that's not necessarily true! That body might be able to knock down your opponent."

"Hahaha!"

The crowd burst into laughter. The fat man seemed to be used to this situation and had long since become accustomed to it.

"You unskilled people, let's see how I defeat my opponent, Fatty." Fatty said proudly.

Everyone in the audience looked disdainful, obviously they didn't think highly of the fat man.

At this time, the fat man had also boarded the ring, and the two of them instantly joined hands.

Although the fat man is obese, his hands are unmistakable, his attacks are very fast and fierce, and his body is also very fast, which looks very inconsistent with his weight.

Everyone in the audience obviously didn't expect the fat man to be so awesome.

"Come on, Fatty!" Zhao Mingde cheered for Fatty from the side.

Fang Yi also nodded slightly.

The fat man still has some talent, but he is a little too lazy. Once his cultivation has caught up, he is no worse than others.

Moreover, Fatty also fought extremely smartly, taking advantage of his size and bombarding his opponents indiscriminately, leaving his opponents unable to cope and retreating steadily.

However, this is also his weakness. Once he cannot attack, his physical strength will be extremely exhausted.

At that time, if the rear forces are not enough, the battle may be defeated.

However, the opponent in front of Fatty obviously couldn't withstand his rain-like attacks.

"Holy shit, this fat guy is so fierce, he's completely crushing him!"

"Yes! This fat man is as fat as a pig, but he is still so fast. He is like a flying pig!"

"Look, the Flying Pig is going to win."

In the ring, Fatty's opponent could no longer withstand Fatty's attacks and was full of flaws.

Bang!

Fatty seized on a flaw and punched his opponent with a domineering punch, directly hitting his opponent's chest.

Immediately, the disciple's body flew off the ring like a kite with its string broken, and hit the ground heavily.

The fat man's attack was extremely domineering.

The audience in the audience stared at the fat man with wide eyes. Obviously, the fat man's performance exceeded everyone's expectations.

"The flying pig is mighty!"

Someone in the crowd shouted, and then everyone followed suit.

The fat man paused for a moment, then realized that it seemed that the crowd had given him a nickname.

Flying pig!

It seemed pretty good. The fat man giggled and got off the ring.

"Fat man, you are amazing. I didn't expect you to be so fierce. It seems that I was worried for nothing." Zhao Mingde gave a thumbs up and smiled.

"Hehe!" The fat man smiled stupidly, looking extremely proud of himself.

"Flying Pig, not bad!" Fang Yi also joked at this time.

Fatty's performance was indeed good and he won very beautifully. In fact, there was not much difference in strength between him and his opponent, but he was able to win the game in such a beautiful way. Even Fang Yi was slightly surprised.

"Of course." The fat man said proudly.

"Okay, the fat man's competition is over, let's go to Arena No. 12 and have a look! It's probably Fang Yi's turn soon." Zhao Mingde suggested at this time.

Not long after the first round started, both Fatty and Zhao Mingde had already competed.

It's still very early to wait until the second round, at least after the first round, to know who the opponent is.

The three of them immediately arrived at Arena No. 12.

At this time, the battle in Arena No. 12 was also in full swing.

"Look, that's Leng Xingkong. He's also in the ring on the 12th?" Zhao Mingde saw the person on the ring at a glance, it was Leng Xingkong.

"Hahaha!" The fat man also noticed Leng Xingkong at this time and couldn't help laughing.

"This grandson is finished. With Fang Yi here and the seed players, he will definitely not be able to enter the top 32."

"Yes! This guy would be furious if he knew about it. With his strength, he still has a good chance of entering the top 32." Zhao Mingde also said with a happy smile.

Fang Yi couldn't help but smile. He didn't expect it to be such a coincidence.

It seems that there are really enemies in the road.

In the ring, Leng Xingkong quickly defeated his opponent and glanced at the audience with a cold and arrogant face, full of confidence.

However, when his eyes swept over Fang Yi, he couldn't help but condense, showing a trace of resentment and a trace of doubt.

Judging from the look on his face, he probably didn't know that he and Fang Yi were both in Arena No. 12.

Leng Xingkong withdrew his gaze and slowly walked off the ring.

At this time, the elders on the ring shouted loudly: "Fang Yi, Lu Zhijun comes on stage."

Hearing this voice, Leng Xingkong stopped immediately and turned back to look at the elders on the ring, as if he wanted to confirm whether he heard correctly.

But before he could confirm, Fang Yi slowly walked over and happened to pass him by.

When Leng Xingkong saw this scene, his face turned pale.

But Fang Yi smiled slightly, glanced at the opponent, and then slowly walked onto the ring.

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