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Chapter thirty-one; three-stroke defeated

Since the competition is already halfway through, there are only 64 participants left, so the sect has merged the competition fields into sixteen. Two games in the morning and two games in the afternoon, all in one day.

It is very simple to change and integrate the arena. It can be done with one wave of magic. The arena is specially equipped with formations. The ordinary earth and stone arena cannot withstand the bombing in the foundation building period. If a game is not finished, the arena will be smashed to pieces. Then what?

What kind of arena should we build? Just find an open space to fight and it’s done. There’s no need to clean it up.

Otherwise, just by rebuilding the arena, the support staff will hate the contestants to death.

Up to this point in the competition, the remaining players are all the masters in the foundation-building period of the sect. In order to allow each player to exert their best strength, there will be a seven-day rest in the first game to prevent some players from being evenly matched and fighting each other.

It was so miserable that I couldn't use my full strength in the next game, so I felt unwilling to do so.

That's why we rest for seven days. The sect has elixirs. As long as someone is not on the verge of death or missing an arm or a leg, he can basically recover as before in seven days. Those who are already dead are not counted, and the medicine cannot be taken, so of course they can't be saved.

Returning to the arena, I saw on another arena, Nangong Wanyun summoned a sky full of gravel from her storage bag to fly towards her opponent. The gravel was mixed with sharp objects such as iron caltrops, and was infused with mana.

Four flying swords took advantage of the situation to sneak into the crowd.

When the opponent saw this posture, his scalp went numb instantly, and he took the initiative to jump off the ring and admit defeat.

She is really a goddess who plays sneak attacks, she is very strong and invincible!

When Master Tianhua saw this situation, he sent a message angrily, "Didn't you promise me not to make sneak attacks? Why don't you change your ways despite repeated admonitions?"

"Oh, aren't I conserving my physical strength and hiding my strength so that I can catch him off guard when I fight against Zheng Debiao? I won't let you have a sneak attack when I get there. If I lose again, won't I lose your face?

"Nangong Wanyun explained to Master Tianhua with a smile.

Master Tianhua smiled bitterly in his heart. Hey, the sneak attack is embarrassing now. If you lose later, you will be embarrassed immediately. Choose the lesser of the two evils. This apprentice is finished and cannot be saved. Let her go! ...



Nangong Wanyun smiled sweetly, "That's great, the master doesn't care anymore, you can play with peace of mind!"

But Nangong Wanyun was very unhappy about today's game. Her master had already agreed that she was not allowed to sneak attack against Zheng Debiao, and others were free to do whatever they wanted. As a result, her opponent saw Nangong Wanyun playing, and said something about the scene.

Nangong Wanyun was about to take action, so she hurriedly jumped off the ring and admitted defeat.

Nangong Wanyun was very unhappy! She had just thought of a good idea and was going to test it on her opponent, but her opponent actually gave in early and she won without any experience. Nangong Wanyun felt that she had no sense of participation in the game at all.

, very uncomfortable and aggrieved.

Either he was forced by the rules of the sect's competition to retaliate against his opponent after the game, or he was forced by his master Tianhua Master's request to beat Zheng Debiao, otherwise Nangong Wanyun would definitely catch him and let him have a taste of her own

Let’s talk about new ideas, but it’s a pity that we can’t, so Nangong Wanyun can only end up depressed.

Besides, after Zheng Debiao came on stage, he looked up at the sky, without even looking at his opponent, and directly taunted, "You are not my enemy, so you should jump off yourself to avoid being humiliated."

After Zheng Debiao finished speaking, he opened the fan and fanned himself extremely.

If he had said it properly, he would have given up and left the game if his opponent couldn't beat him. He was almost full of ridicule, who could bear it? He was determined and couldn't bear it, so he went straight to him.

Zheng Debiao said that he was so brave, put away his fan, picked up his sword and attacked, and immediately launched a big move. The sword energy bloomed like flowers and filled the arena. The visual effect was full and dazzling. Well, that's it

The damage caused is minimal...

If the opponent hadn't been angered by the ridicule, rushed a little too hastily, and failed to dodge the sword energy in time, Zheng Debiao's ultimate move might have achieved nothing.

This move is also very useful for bullying those who are lower than yourself. It can be said that it has no lethal effect on monks of the same level except for the good-looking effect!

As expected of a character who dares to pretend like this, after Zheng Debiao used his ultimate move, he summoned another giant sword technique, and with his giant sword, he flew the opponent into the sky, took down the ring, and then hit the opponent with a blazing prairie fire to reach his opponent's feet.

He blasted his opponent until he vomited blood and flew out of the ring to win.

For a person as strong as Zheng Debiao, even if he could defeat the opponent, he would not dare to kill the opponent in public, so he would put his skills next to the opponent and injure the opponent. If he is obviously stronger than the opponent and deliberately kills the opponent, he will not do it first.

When it comes to the sect’s punishment, even if it’s his master’s sweetheart, he will first beat him until he can’t take care of himself. This is a matter of principle. You can’t kill fellow sects maliciously, let alone kill or injure fellow sects.

Unless they are of equal strength and cannot control their strength during the fight, the damage will be caused. This is inevitable in a fight.

During the foundation-building period, the battles are usually fought while standing on the ring. Not to mention that the ring is so big. If you fly out of the ring without paying attention, the game will be lost.

Most monks don't have many weapons. Once the sword flies into the air, they may not have any weapons to fight. If they only have to dodge, it will be a bit embarrassing...

Even if there is, everyone is at the same level. If you have to drive the weapon to fly and use skills, you may not have enough mana. If you cannot form a decisive blow, you will be dragged to death by the opponent and lose the game. This is

It's a bit of a waste.

After the game, Zheng Debiao took out his fan, opened it with a "swish!" sound, fanned it, and then mocked, "Humph, you are vulnerable!"

"You fart, you clearly used three skills to defeat me!" This player was not a good person either. If he couldn't beat him, he would lie down under the ring and sarcastically mock Zheng Debiao.

"How can I say anything to my defeated general?" Zheng Debiao stood on the ring and cursed.

"A defeated general is also a general! You can also defeat a general with three moves!" This player knows how to beautify himself.

"Come up here, I won't let you take a single move this time!" Zheng Debiao said angrily.

"If you have the ability, come down and fight. I can take your move even while I'm lying down. Believe it or not!" This taunt is also at the level of a master.

"If you finish the game, leave the field on your own. Don't interfere with other people's games. Otherwise, you will be dealt with according to the sect's rules!" The referee directly showed up to chase people away.

Zheng Debiao is a Biao, but he is not really stupid. If he dares to do something in public, let alone the sect, his master will never let him go lightly, so he flicked his sleeves

"Huh! Rubbish! I can't handle even three moves!" This is one of Zheng Debiao's few strengths. He knows his mistakes and can correct them.

After Zheng Debiao finished speaking, he didn't care how his defeated general was lying under the ring and yelling, and he walked away gracefully with the steps of disowning his relatives.

As a disciple of Sweetheart Tianxin, how could he possibly quarrel with his subordinates in defeat? Wouldn't that be a disgrace to his master in front of him? Not only would it be unbecoming, but he would also be easily criticized by Sweetheart Tianxin. The gain would outweigh the losses. His subordinates were defeated, and this was all due to jealousy.

That's all. People who don't attract jealousy are mediocre...
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