When Zhao Yun returned to his seat, Yun Yan was still looking through ancient books. He didn't know whether he was really eager to learn or just too bored... He wanted to find something to do and was not interested in the competition. Mu Qinghan, on the other hand, was always interested in every battle.
She didn't even try to pull her down. After all, she might encounter something next, so know yourself and know the enemy!
"Come, sit over there." A beautiful figure came over and pushed Zhao Yun.
Seeing this, Zhao Yun wanted to run away.
He is Linglong, the best disciple in the world.
Her arrival attracted the attention of the entire audience. Many elders even stood up and bowed in the air. Although they were not far apart in age, Linglong's seniority overwhelmed the entire audience. Who knew she was Hong Yuan's disciple?
Where is your son?
Linglong waved her hand and sat next to Yun Yan.
Zhao Yun felt unnatural all over, and stood up to leave, but was pulled back by Linglong, "Where are we going?"
"I need to pee." Zhao Yun smiled.
"Take out the purple jade and show it to me." Linglong stretched out her hand.
Zhao Yun also obeyed and took it out with a flick of his hand, still thinking about leaving.
Linglong didn't let go, holding the purple jade in one hand to look at, and pulling him with the other, "Where did you meet Chu Lan?"
"Border Pass." Zhao Yun sat calmly.
"Why, have you ever been on the battlefield?" Linglong looked at Zhao Yun with a smile.
"When I went there, the beating was already finished." Being stared at by Linglong, Zhao Yunzhen felt a little anxious to urinate.
"Have you and I seen each other before?" Linglong's smile was still there and she looked at Zhao Yun intently.
Zhao Yun's head shook like a rattle.
You can't admit certain things randomly. It doesn't matter if you just nod your head, it's likely to be guessed.
He has to bear all the sins caused by the Moon God, such as: Tiao and Linglong.
Linglong smiled, finally let go of Zhao Yun, and handed over the piece of purple jade, "Chu Wushuang is not someone to be trifled with. I will give the purple jade to her privately to avoid unnecessary trouble in the future."
"Well."
Zhao Yun nodded and took another purple jade.
The handsome lady gave it to him, why should she give it to Chu Wushuang? This is a treasure.
"Don't scare him, he wants to take first place." Yun Yan said leisurely.
"For taking first place, as a master, do you get any reward?" Linglong also took the ancient book.
"Let's take off our clothes and dance!"
"Good."
A master of Zizhu Peak and a disciple of Hongyuan, they also have enough leisure time. They talk to each other in such a fresh and refined manner, which made Zhao Yun squint. This was obviously meant for him. It was obviously meant for him.
Why are you trying to use him?
Mu Qinghan on one side just covered his mouth and snickered.
Zhao Yun didn't take it seriously. Rather than dancing, it would be more practical to reward him with some treasures.
Boom! Bang! Boom!
Some people are chatting and some are fighting.
The battle on the stage was in full swing, with constant cheers and applause.
Mu Zhaoxue won and was successfully promoted.
Then, there was that guy Sikong Jiannan. He came on stage with graceful movements and made many female disciples look at him. That guy was really handsome. There must be an ex-girlfriend within a hundred miles. No kidding.
Yes, coupled with the ancestral secret technique of flirting with girls, you will be sure to get it right every time.
The one he was fighting against was a female disciple, who was still a little shy when looking at Jian Nan.
"Sister, you look quite charming!"
Sikong Jiannan gently shook his folding fan, his smile making people feel like a spring breeze.
"I counted with my fingers and found that he was flirting with me."
"Jian Nan is not called for nothing."
Many old guys smoothed their beards and spoke with sincerity. They took the time to glance at Mu Zhaoxue. The girl's eyes were a little angry, and there were already signs of going crazy.
"I... give up."
The female disciple blushed and really stepped down.
The whole audience was chattering.
Even Zhao Yun gave a thumbs up secretly, being handsome has its benefits!
The female disciple stepped down, but Mu Zhaoxue came on stage. Sikong Jiannan, who was still shaking the folding fan, had his ears twisted. You are really a philanthropic master! How dare you flirt with others here, what do you mean?
, do you still want to go to bed with someone at night and talk about your life ideals?
"It hurts, it hurts."
"So you don't have a long memory."
"I'll sleep with you tonight."
"Old Taoist, you have two good disciples!"
Many elders looked at Jiannan and Zhaoxue's masters.
The old man laughed so awkwardly that whenever there was a big occasion, there would always be a fight between the young couple.
Sikong Jian went south.
At this point, the first half of the first round has come to an end.
Of the one hundred and nine disciples, including Youlan, who had a bye, fifty-five were promoted, and the remaining fifty-four had to compete in a rematch, a two-by-two duel, and there were only twenty-seven promotion places.
"Disciples of the Resurrection Tournament, come on stage to draw lots."
Wu Xuantong stretched himself and yawned as a gift.
"Draw a good lot." Mu Qinghan smiled and patted Zhao Yun.
"Easy to say." Zhao Yun stood up and walked down. For him, it didn't matter who he was in the Easter match.
"Heavenly spirit and earth spirit, let me draw Ji Hen."
As soon as he came on stage, Zhao Yun heard the sound of prayers, and everyone was in awe.
After Qingyao heard this, she secretly mourned for them. Drawing Zhao Yun was no different from drawing Chu Wushuang.
"They all treat me like a weakling." Zhao Yun sighed in his heart and lined up to step forward.
It's also because he hid it well. If his strength were exposed early, no one would take advantage of him for fun.
Fifty-four people filed forward and each received a jade plaque.
There are fourteen jade tablets hanging on the wall. You can tell who is whose opponent at a glance.
Zhao Yun glanced at it casually, "Hey... Han Ming."
"Yuen Long, Gu Miao stayed to fight, the others stepped down."
Wu Xuantong said casually and found a place to sit down. He was not interested in the Easter match.
"You got the lucky draw."
Many disciples even looked at Han Ming when they came off the stage.
Han Ming's mouth was full of smiles. The first time he drew lots, Chu Wushuang was drawn. It was because he was unlucky. This time, luck seemed to have returned, and he drew the weakest one. God has eyes!
"God has eyes!" Zhao Yun also sighed privately.
There is also a grudge against Han Ming, and Han Ming is also responsible for suppressing his Zhao family.
Pound! Clang! Dang!
As soon as everyone stepped off the stage, a fight broke out between Yan Kang and a young man in white robes.
The fight was hot enough.
This is the Easter match. If you lose, you will be eliminated. No one is holding anything back.
In terms of normal combat strength, Yan Kang is stronger than the young man in white robe.
However, in the previous battle between Yan Kang and Huadu, he was too seriously injured and the time was too short to recover. He fought with his injuries and could not even use his normal combat power. On the other hand, the young man in white robe on the opposite side was directly injured in the first battle.
Those who abstained saved their strength, and Yan Kang was defeated all the way.
ah....!
Yan Kang roared and tried his best to resist.
What a pity! No matter how loud you scream, it's useless. You can't stop the attack. You cough up blood frequently. Your opponent seizes the opportunity and bombs you wildly. In one breath, he knocks this guy off the battlefield.
.
Yan Kang fainted again.
Once again, this product failed to show off.
call!
The young man in white robe breathed a sigh of relief, he was the first to advance in the Easter competition.
"Come."
Yu Wenhao shouted loudly and stepped onto the fighting platform.
The opponent is an ordinary disciple, the kind who abstained in the first round.
However, after the war started, we realized that his combat power was extraordinary, at least not comparable to that of Yu Wenhao.
"Damn it, he hid his strength."
Yu Wenhao gritted his teeth, and only after a real fight did he realize that he couldn't defeat the opponent.
If you can't do it, you have to be eliminated and prove with your strength...that you really can't do it.
Why!
Master Yu Wenhao sighed.
This disciple is really a waste! He joined Tianzong and fought three times. He lost to Ji Hen in the martial arts stage. Today he lost to Qingyao. In the third round, he was hammered again. How embarrassing for him!
Yu Wenhao fell, and someone else took the stage.
Without saying any nonsense, we started a fight on the spot. If we didn’t want to be eliminated, we fought to the death.
Zhao Yun put his hands in his hands and waited, waiting to come on and blast Han Ming.
"Junior brother, do you have confidence?" Mu Qinghan asked with concern.
"A little bit." Zhao Yun said implicitly.
"I heard that Han Ming's master taught him a great secret technique, so be careful."
"Understood." Zhao Yun smiled and nodded.
A good secret technique also depends on who uses it.
If the foundation is not enough, even if there is an immortal method, it will not be able to exert its power.
"In addition to throwing people, you also know other secret skills." Linglong said leisurely.
"I run fast." Zhao Yun's answer was quite pertinent and made Linglong laugh.
"If you can win, fight. If you can't, then step down."
Yun Yan reminded her, not wanting her disciple to be maimed on the battlefield.
Zhao Yun smiled and nodded.
puff!
While talking, one person has been defeated, and another person has been promoted as expected.
Yin Hun then took the stage. In the first round, he lost half a move to Lin Xie and was badly injured. However, he has a strong foundation and his disciples in the resurrection competition are among the top three in combat power. Even if they are seriously injured, they can still win.
As Zhao Yun expected, he defeated his opponent in less than ten rounds.
"You, wait for me."
When Yin Hun came off the stage, he was looking at Lin Xie.
He has also advanced and will have a chance to fight Lin Xie later.
"If you don't accept it, I'll beat you again."
Lin Xie took a glance and saw that the young master of the Tianyang Clan was still very strong.
"good."
There are constant shouts and shouts, and every time I see a wonderful showdown, I will howl.
Even for the Easter match, the atmosphere was warm, befitting today's crowded scene.
"Han Ming, Ji Hen, come on stage."
Wu Xuantong's sentence was a bit arrogant.
Especially when calling out the word Ji Hen, I pronounce it very hard for fear that others will not hear it.
"Coming."
Many of the spectators had sat up straight, especially the old disciples who were the most interested.
They were in seclusion before and were unable to see Zhao Yun show off his prowess on the martial arts stage. Now we have to take a closer look and see how he throws people. Can he really hit someone and cripple him? They don't believe it.
"Yuan Miao was defeated by Ji Hen, and Han Ming was also defeated."
"That's hard to say. Master Han Ming has taught him a powerful secret technique."
"If I had known that Ji Hen could throw someone, it would have been better if he didn't get close."
Before the war started, discussions started, and it was very lively.
"Don't be careless."
Mu Qinghan gave Zhao Yun instructions.
Zhao Yun smiled and stepped onto the fighting platform, flexing his wrists to throw someone down later.
Whoosh!
Han Ming arrived shortly afterwards, and at first glance he looked quite impressive.
This guy has indeed become extraordinary since he came to Tianzong. At least that's what Zhao Yun thinks. His master is also competent enough. He should have used some kind of secret treasure or spiritual fluid to refine Han Ming's body. Look at him.
You will know from the qi and blood that it is quite refined and surging, and it has a lot of foundation.
"I'm already familiar with your fighting style." Han Ming smiled faintly.
"So?" Zhao Yun's smile was brighter than this guy's.
"So you have to lose."
"That's hard to say."
Zhao Yun not only moved his wrists, but also twisted his neck.