But on the ring, Luo Chen, who had just stepped onto the ring, disappeared in vain. When he reappeared, the head of the Lu family saw his son flying backwards out of the ring, and finally hit the ground heavily, sending up a burst of dust.
As soon as this scene appeared, everyone who was still grieving and shocked was dumbfounded.
"What's going on? How did this kid take action? Who saw it clearly?"
"It's the speed! This kid is so fast. He appeared next to the Lu family kid in an instant, and the Lu family kid didn't even react."
"No! It's not just about speed. If you're just at the first-class initial level, no matter how fast you are, you can't beat the Lu family boy in seconds. This boy definitely hides his cultivation!"
"That's right! He must have hidden his cultivation. I didn't expect it! We all made a mistake. It turns out that boy from Nangong Dao is so dark. He is hiding his killer move! Who is this boy? Is there someone like this in the Nangong family?"
"I don't know! I've never seen it before!"
Everyone looked at Luo Chen on the stage with suspicious eyes and shook their heads.
Even the old man in gray robe, who was sitting on the stone chair with his eyes closed and concentrating, opened his eyes slightly and glanced at Luo Chen.
As for Ye Wuqing and the Liu Family Sword Master, who were originally indifferent to the outside world, their eyes also moved.
As for the person involved, Luo Chen stood on the ring indifferently and looked at the young man from the Lu family who was hit on the ground.
"Nonsence!"
At this moment, the young man from the Lu family also jumped up from the ground. After spitting out the dust in his mouth, he roared angrily at Luo Chen on the stage:
"Despicable! You actually attacked me secretly. I'm not even ready to do it again!"
After saying that, the young man from the Lu family swayed and was about to jump onto the ring again, but was stopped by Wen Yan who happened to be on the ring:
"In the battle between aristocratic families, the moment you touch the ring, you're fighting! The moment you leave the ring, you're losing! Where's the idea of a sneak attack? How's the point of starting over?"
Looking at the young man of the Lu family with dignity, Wen Yan immediately ignored him, but after glancing around, he announced: "The last round of the first round is over, and the winner is Nangong of the Nangong family...
"
Having said this, Wen Yan suddenly frowned and looked at Luo Chen.
Luo Chen understood and chuckled, "Junior Luo Chen!"
Luo Chen?
Wen Yan looked at Luo Chen deeply, and then announced again: "The winner is Luo Chen of the Nangong family!"
"Luo Chen?"
After hearing this, everyone finally knew what was going on. It turned out to be foreign aid invited by the Nangong family.
However, when they heard Luo Chen's name, many people frowned and thought about who Luo Chen was. Some people looked at Luo Chen thoughtfully. Apparently these people had heard of Luo Chen.
However, Wen Yan ignored these people. After the first round, he did not want to give those players a rest, but directly announced:
"The first round is over and the second round begins! The eight winning families come to the stage to draw lots."
When Luo Chen saw this, he didn't stay in the ring for long and went back to Nangong's house.
After Luo Chen left, the heads of eight aristocratic families came to the ring to draw lots.
The drawing of lots is the same as in the first round, and those who draw the same numbers form a group.
When all eight aristocratic families were drawn, Luo Chen smiled, because his opponent was also from a small aristocratic family.
However, this time, the remaining four major families all faced each other.
"You're the first one to play this round!"
Back under the stone pillar, Nangong Dao waved the small bamboo piece in front of Luo Chen's eyes.
"Um!"
Luo Chen nodded, stood up and walked towards the ring.
Over there in the ring, Wen Yan also announced the start of the first round of the second round and then left the ring.
Luo Chen's opponent, the young man from a small aristocratic family, quickly rushed onto the ring as soon as Wen Yan's voice fell.
When he saw that his opponent was Luo Chen, the young man immediately activated his energy and looked at Luo Chen with vigilance as he slowly walked onto the ring.
The people from the surrounding aristocratic families also stared at Luo Chen with wide eyes. They wanted to see how Luo Chen could achieve such a fast speed.
However, the people from these aristocratic families were destined to be disappointed, because Luo Chen instantly disappeared from their eyes as soon as he entered the ring. When he reappeared, everyone saw a big foot wearing a combat boot kicking the young man hard.
"Bang!"
There was a muffled sound, and as everyone's eyelids twitched slightly, the young man from a young aristocratic family on the stage was kicked off the stage as soon as he made a move.
But everyone still didn't see clearly how Luo Chen flashed to the young man's side in an instant.
"Whoosh!"
Turning over and jumping up from the ground, this young man from a small aristocratic family gave Luo Chen an aggrieved look, then turned away and left without saying a word.
Everyone around looked at Luo Chen with complicated expressions. While everyone was weighing in their minds whether they could dodge Luo Chen's speed, they also lamented that Luo Chen, the player with the lowest cultivation level, actually advanced to the top four.
Over to the Nangong family, Nangong Dao also showed great joy on his face. He was not worried about Luo Chen's strength. He was only afraid that he would be drawn into a group with the Ye family or the Liu family, and that would be in doubt. But now it seems that he is still lucky.
good.
As long as you win one more game, you can enter the top three, and at least you can get a place to enter the Demon Abyss!
Looking at Luo Chen on the stage with excitement, Nangong Dao unconsciously tightened his fists in his sleeves.
On the stone steps, Wen Yan took another deep look at Luo Chen, and then announced: "In the first game of the second round, Luo Chen of the Nangong family wins!"
When Luo Chen heard this, he smiled slightly, slipped off the ring, and returned to the stone pillar of Nangong's house.
Next came the second game, which was a battle between two small aristocratic families. In the end, a family named Kong won the battle.
The second game ends and the third game begins!
When Wen Yan announced the start of the third session, Luo Chen unconsciously sat up straight and looked at the stage with slightly squinted eyes.
On the ring, a blurry figure slowly solidified, finally revealing a figure holding a spear and covered in black robes. Under the sun, this figure with only half of its pale chin exposed looked cold.
"Ye Wuqing! It's Ye Wuqing from the Ye family. I wonder who his opponent is in this match?"
Seeing the figures on the stage, everyone turned their attention to those who had not yet come on stage.
At this moment, on the other side of the Ming family, Akihito stood up with a loud smile:
"Haha! I didn't expect that my opponent in this game would be Brother Qingqing. Brother Qingqing must keep his hands off my younger brother!"
At this time, Akihito had recovered from the injuries sustained during the battle with Sima Yan. While laughing, a hint of imperceptible ferocity flashed through Ye Wuqing's eyes as he looked at the stage.
After laughing, Akihito jumped twice and flew directly onto the ring.
As soon as he got on the ring, Akihito walked towards Ye Qingqing, holding his hands in his arms and saying with a smile: "Long years no see! How are you doing, Brother Qingqing? I heard..."
"Hoo ho!"
Before he finished speaking, Akihito, who was approaching Ye Qingwu, suddenly stretched out his claws and quickly grabbed Ye Qingqing.
"I'll go! It's so insidious!"
Seeing this scene, many young people from aristocratic families cursed loudly.
As for Ye Qingqing, facing the sudden attack, he suddenly fell backward while standing on the spot, then slapped his left foot on the ground and quickly slid back a certain distance.
Putting some distance away from Akihito, Ye Wuqing's head covered with a black hat drooped slightly. After looking at a scratch on the hem of his clothes, his pale chin opened slightly:
"I will let you die!"
The voice was indifferent and cold. As he spoke, Ye Wuqing slowly raised his head again and looked at Akihito with his eyes covered by the brim of his hat.
"Hmph! Good luck to you! But this is what I want to say to you too!"
Akihito sneered and defiantly blew off the remaining silk cloth on his right paw.