Wu Feiyu walked out of the stone door and glanced at Yu Sheng and Shuo Yu who were still in the corridor, "I won't die for a while."
"What about in a while and a half?" Shuo Yu asked anxiously.
Wu Feiyu really didn't want to tell him. The man was already bouncing around and had extra time to mind his own business. "It's no problem to participate in the next round."
"Excuse me, I'm going to meet Fang Xu Xu, can you let me meet fellow Taoist Zhan?" asked a foundation-building monk standing silently aside.
Wu Feiyu looked at him and said, "No, the man is half dead."
!!!You just said it’s okay to participate in the next round!
Xu Xu reluctantly handed over his hand, "Then I will go back and recover, and let fellow Taoist Zhan cultivate carefully. If you are willing, you can come to Wugou Palace. There are dedicated doctors waiting for the contestants."
After he left, Yu Sheng raised his eyelids and asked, "Is it enough to just stay in the stone room and heal by yourself?"
"Why did Councilor Yu ask nonsense questions? Isn't it confusing to care?" Wu Feiyu smiled evilly, choked her, and left without looking back.
Yu Sheng Yu Ran, who are these people? Why can't one or two of them be normal? She glanced at the stone room and hesitated for a while, "Fellow Taoist Shuo Prison, if there is no big deal, I will deal with the challenge first."
"Hey, okay." Shuo Yu looked at the two people leaving, and then at the closed stone door. He stayed there for an hour, and then he felt relieved to leave after receiving a message from Zhan Changfeng.
The battle between Zhan Changfeng and Qiu Zhongfu was very noisy, but the monks in the viewing room remembered the scene of her standing up from a pool of blood, while the two elders paid more attention to the result.
In a side hall of Wugou Palace, a participating monk from the Yuan Chen Realm frowned coldly. After waving his sleeves and greeting Mr. Meng Yue, his tone was tough, "I want to ask you for an explanation on behalf of Hu Haoshan.
What kind of competition was it that caused Qiu Zhongfu to be knocked down a level? He was still stunned, as if he was stupid. He is the fourth generation direct disciple of the Supreme Lord."
"There are always many accidents in competitions. Fellow Daoist Yang should know that there is a saying that fists and feet have no eyes."
Before Mr. Meng Yue finished speaking, another person came into the palace coldly and angrily, "I'm here to ask for an explanation. It's just a competition, but I actually used a supernatural power attack. This is naked murder!"
The person who came was none other than Goujie. Several of their elders were still shocked and worried about the changes in the general station. Suddenly they heard that the powerful people participating in the Yuanchen Realm were looking for trouble. Whose descendants are not descendants and can make them?
Are they hating me for nothing?
Goujie glanced at Yang Zheng and said to Mr. Mengyue, "We have nothing to say about winning or losing in the competition. Even if the competition is injured and dying, we can't blame the other party. But in the foundation-building competition, what's the matter if there is a supernatural power level attack!"
Yang Zheng snorted coldly, "That is the amulet given by his master. He will take the initiative to protect the master when he is in mortal danger. I want to ask, what kind of intentions do you, a junior, have to kill someone in a competition!"
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"According to fellow Taoist, we deserved it when we almost died?" Before coming, Zoujie asked Yu Sheng, Yu Shen and others about the details of the competition. At this time, he was not afraid of him at all, "Why don't you go and ask your question first?"
Why do the younger generations keep stalking and killing people everywhere?"
Meng Yue heard that the two people were talking more and more seriously, and said quickly, "There is nothing wrong with this competition. I will arrange the first and second rounds in the dianjiang platform because I know that the dianjiang platform is relatively safe. No matter what,
We will protect the heart of the contestants no matter what, and we have also arranged powerful doctors outside who can save them as long as they have a breath."
"Besides the fighting between the two of them, no one intended to hurt the other, it was just an accident." Meng Yue took out a picture stone and asked them to look at it to verify the authenticity.
After reading it, Zoujie said coldly, "Have you seen it? Zhan Changfeng asked twice whether he should stop at the point or try his best. Your Qiu Zhongfu is so cruel, why don't you let others fight back?"
Yang Zheng also had nothing to say, but Qiu Zhongfu could definitely enter the top ten in the three rounds of competitions, but because of his battle with her, his cultivation level dropped and he was also severely hit. It was impossible for him to participate in the following competitions again. How could he have the face to face the generals?
Such Qiu Zhongfu was sent back to Huhaoshan.
"Please ask the referee to give me a copy of the photo so that I can explain it to Hu Haoshan." I wanted to put pressure on the meeting and let Zhan Changfeng be punished, but after seeing the final magical power attack, I really had nothing to say.
He himself felt that this junior was so unlucky to meet such an opponent.
"Qiu Zhongfu's cultivation level fell, and Zhan Changfeng also suffered a blow from the supernatural realm. The matter is considered even." Yang Zheng took the replica stone and left in a hurry.
Don't worry about what he said, it showed that Yuan Chenjie and Hu Haoshan would no longer cling to this matter. Mr. Meng Yue breathed a sigh of relief and said to Gouji, "Fellow Taoist, please rest assured, this is also
If we are negligent, we will compensate little friend Zhan afterwards. How is little friend Zhan doing now?"
She was even more surprised at how Zhan Changfeng stood up and walked out under the attack of the supernatural realm, but she even stayed in the stone chamber in the general platform to heal her injuries. High-level monks like herself could not enter or touch her.
"It's not very optimistic, but she didn't ask for our help, so she should have her own way, alas." Zoujie was very sad in her heart, and her face was 100% sad. Anyway, it doesn't hurt to say it's a bit miserable now.
Mr. Meng Yue thought carefully and asked, "I wonder which school little friend Zhan comes from?"
Wolfberry calmed down and stroked his beard, waving his hand, "What's the matter, fellow Taoist?"
"It's just a common question." Seeing that he didn't want to answer, Mr. Meng Yue didn't pursue the question.
The first round of competition finally ended in an undercurrent. Even though the monks behind tried their best to challenge, no one could defeat everyone like Zhan Changfeng, and no one had more points than her. She was ranked first until the end.
In the first place, it is surprising and embarrassing.
The next nine people are Lu Chenbai, Xunsha Fangchi, Liu Zhangfeng, Mingyao, Ning Qi, Wu Miaoxuan, Gu Hanxing, Zai Feixing. Except for the different rankings, there is no overall change. The main reason is that some of them lost millions in the battle with Zhan Changfeng.
The results and rankings fell for a time, which intensified the challenges later, but they all re-entered the top ten.
There was a lot of excitement in a teahouse next to the clubhouse, and everyone was talking about the winners of the first round of competitions.
"That's the only bad thing about Cangmang Fighting Technique. They only show us a ranking and don't show us their battle, tsk."
"Don't you understand? The contestants are all elites in the field, and they have to be careful of being spied on and coveted by others."
"Hey, yesterday another low-level monk was caught trying to sneak into the general station."
"I think those participants should have photos of the competition in their hands. Anyone who has the connections should come and take a look."
"Haha, what's so interesting about junior's fighting skills? Please pay more attention to the meeting in Wugou Palace when you have time. I heard that the Nagasawa Dynasty and the Wu Qu Dynasty are fighting again."
"Speaking of this, why is it that the Wu Qu Dynasty is still unsure of its successor? Their younger generation seems to be a bit weak."
"The first thing I heard this time is that she is really strong. Almost all the top ten on the list were defeated by her. Unfortunately, it seems that there was an accident. She was attacked by someone's magical power realm amulet. I don't know whether she is alive or dead."
In the noisy teahouse, a young man in a blue shirt sat in the corner. He pulled his hair and read the Starry Book from beginning to end, "Eh, that's not right."
"How could this happen?" He felt so weak that he changed his position, jumped up and squatted on the bench, holding the new edition of Stars in his hands, carefully clicking on the names one by one with his pen, biting his lips unconsciously,
There was blood oozing out, as if he had encountered an era problem.
"King Fuwei should have made his debut in this Cangmang Doufu. Why is there no name for him? Hasn't this devil been disqualified? He should be on the run at the moment. It's such a mess."
The fate of these important people has actually changed. Could it be that he got a fake Star Record?
"Which one is the dream?" He was dripping with cold sweat. On the one hand, he seemed to be in the era of heavenly war where the princes fought against each other, and on the other hand, it seemed as if a pair of hands had disrupted all the dreams, making them all changed beyond recognition.
A pen was drawn from front to back, and from back to front, and the first name was circled repeatedly. Who is she?