Yi Chi knew very well what those people were thinking.
Therefore, when he looked at those excited faces, he had a sneer on his face. He laughed at their ignorance. Even if Yi Buhui could get the first place, would he pass it on to them? What if Xuan-level skills were passed on casually?
If that's the case, then it's not bad. The top management of the Yi family will never want to see this result. So, even if Yi Buhui wins the first place, he will not pass it on to anyone. Of course, that is if he can get the first place.
On the premise of one.
"It's a pity that even without me, he can't beat Yi Feng." Yi Chi glanced at Yi Buhui on the other side and said in a low voice.
"But... it's true that my father, knowing that it means nothing to Yi Feng or to us, actually used it as a reward and got depressed. It's really treacherous!" thought of it!
At this point, Yi Chi also looked at Yi Yun, who was smiling and watching everyone's reactions.
Perhaps sensing Yi Chi's gaze, Yi Yun also looked at Yi Chi.
"Crooked old man!" Yi Chi gestured with his lips without making any sound. However, Yi Yun, who was looking at Yi Chi over there, smiled helplessly.
"This kid!" Yi Yun glanced at Yi Chi helplessly, obviously understanding what Yi Chi meant. In fact, he also wanted to come up with something truly useful to them, but...
Yi Yun looked at the elders around him and felt helpless.
He originally proposed to reward the person who won first place with a mid-grade Mystical level fighting skill, but only a few people agreed. Naturally, this proposal could not be passed. Finally, the reward was finalized.
This is a low-grade Xuan-level fighting qi technique.
You know, even if you enter the Dou Skill Pavilion, you may not be able to get good fighting skills. It all depends on luck and strength. Some people can only get a yellow-level middle-grade fighting skills book after entering.
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Yi Yun was very generous this time and allowed everyone to discuss it for a while. After knowing that everyone calmed down consciously, he said: "Okay, now anyone who wants to compete on stage should go to Deacon Yi to register."
After saying that, everyone looked at Yi Xinglong, who had already stepped off the stage and was standing by the stage.
"Well, everyone who wants to compete should come to my place and get a quick sign." After saying that, he waved a bunch of signs in his hand.
Everyone looked at me and I looked at you, but no one came forward.
In the end, Yi Feng was the first to walk up and took a sign from Yi Xinglong's hand with a big '1' written on it.
With Yi Feng taking the lead, everyone immediately ran over to get a sign. Of course, the people who stepped forward to get the sign were all people who were confident in their own strength. Among the people below the five-star Dou Master, Yi Chi was the only one.
And what Yi Chi got was a sign with a big '15' written on it.
This time, the total number of participants was immediately determined, and it was 50 people in total.
After those who did not participate retreated to both sides and those who participated stood in the middle, Yi Yun stood up and said: "I am very happy. The number of participants this year is much more than in previous years. I am also very pleased.
It is with this spirit of hard work that the men of the Yi family have achieved everything the family has today, and now, it is time for you, the new generation of men of the Yi family, to show yourselves."
Speaking of this excitedly, Yi Yun looked at the participating tribesmen from left to right before saying again: "Now, I declare that the competition has officially begun!"
After Yi Yun finished speaking, Yi Xinglong also jumped up to the high platform and said: "There are 50 people participating this time. The first match is No. 1 Yi Feng, against No. 50 Yi Wuming."
After Yi Xinglong finished speaking, he jumped off the high platform and gave the high platform to the two players.
After hearing that he was fighting against Yi Feng, the young man named Yi Wuming suddenly felt disappointed.
"It seems that I have no chance." Thinking of this, Yi Wuming gave up the idea of competing and directly chose to abstain.
Yi Xinglong glared at Yi Wuming who chose to abstain. As soon as he stepped off the stage, this guy chose to abstain. Isn't this a trick on him?
However, he had no intention of doing anything to him. After all, if a six-star fighter were to fight against a one-star fighter, he would have no chance of winning, so abstaining would be a more sensible approach.
So, he went up to the high platform again.
This time, neither No. 2 nor No. 49 Yi Chi knew each other. However, no one gave up and they had a good battle on the stage.
"Well, that's right. This guy is quite knowledgeable about Iron Fist, and he has a master's style in using it." At this time, Yi Chi was commenting on the fighting skills of a player on the stage. What he used was exactly the same as that of a master.
It is a fighting skill called 'Iron Fist', which is considered to be an upper-level fighting skill among the yellow-level mid-level fighting skills. In the hands of this person, the essence of this fighting skill can be seen. Every time he swings his fist,
At that time, his opponent was always avoiding in a panic. Although he had not hit the opponent yet, in Yi Chi's opinion, if he was hit once, then countless fists would attack the opponent.
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really--
When the other person dodged without haste, he was punched by that person.
This punch, as you can see from the body that was blasted several meters away, lived up to the name Iron Fist at all. After hitting the opponent, the man did not give up and rushed forward. Next, he and Yi Chi
As he thought, he hit the opponent with ten punches one after another, sending the opponent flying off the high platform.
"boom!"
This time, the injury was serious. The man vomited several mouthfuls of blood and fainted.
After one person was beaten away, Yi Xinglong quickly asked others to carry the unconscious person away from lying on the ground for treatment, while he himself jumped onto the high platform.
"Okay, you let us see what a real iron fist is. Now I declare that Yi Tie wins this battle." After saying that, he looked at Yi Tie who had won the victory.
I saw him smiling stupidly and jumping off the platform with a slight nervousness.
"Haha, okay, let's continue. Next is No. 3 versus No. 48."
Then, Yi Xinglong got off the high platform again. He swore that he hated this high platform.
The next battle was not as exciting as the one Yi Tie fought. Of course, no one was seriously injured anymore. They were all just minor injuries, or they just gave up in the middle of the fight. Yi Chi saw that
Very disappointing.
Going up to the high platform again, Yi Xinglong announced the battle card for the eleventh time.
"This match is between Yi Ming, No. 11, and Yi Buhui, No. 39."
At this time, Yi Chi's spirit came to him. One was a nine-star fighting master, but he was a side branch, and the other was an eight-star fighting master, but he was the son of the family head.
"It's interesting, haha." Yi Chi stared closely at the two people who were already on the high platform. He wanted to see if his third brother could win.
And some people who had never watched the game started watching it seriously, such as Yi Lun.
"Hey, let's see how you lose, Third Brother. If you lose to someone from a side branch, you must give Third Brother a good scolding." Yi Lun has always been at odds with Yi Ming, so naturally he doesn't have any good ideas.
On the stage, the two people who were about to face off were indeed in a rare state of calm.
"Yi Buhui, a genius from the side branch, I have heard of you a long time ago, but I don't know if you are really as powerful as the rumors say!" Yi Ming looked at Yi Buhui across from him and said provocatively.
Yi Buhui smiled nonchalantly. He didn't care about this level of provocation at all. Moreover, as long as he defeated the third young master in front of him, then he would have vindicated his name. When the time comes...
"If you are lucky, you might still have a chance." Even after knowing that Yi Feng had the strength of a one-star great fighter, Yi Buhui still did not give up the chance to win the first place. He also had his trump card. If something unexpected happened
If you don't expect it, you might still have a chance to defeat Yi Feng.
"Okay, then let's see the real deal!" Thinking of his goal, Yi Buhui didn't bother to talk to the third young master of the Yi family anymore, and directly took action.
With this move, Yi Ming's face turned ugly. He originally wanted to gain a chance of winning with his fighting skills that were one level higher than the opponent's, but looking at the opponent's aura, it was clear that he was also a low-level Sect Master level fighting skill.
"Damn it, how does he know the Xuan level fighting skills?" Yi Ming thought fiercely after parrying the first attack in a panic.
"Hey, don't be distracted during the battle!" At this moment, a voice sounded from beside him. Yi Ming rolled to the left in embarrassment again, but his sleeve was still torn by Yi Buhui's sword wind.
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"Bastard!" He glared at Yi Buhui, who had a playful look on his face. After Yi Ming tore off his broken sleeves, he also launched his Xuan-level low-level fighting skills.
Yi Ming's fighting spirit attribute is the same as that of Yi Chi and Yi Yun, which is fire attribute, and the fighting skill he is currently using is also the fire attribute fighting skill 'Flaming Red Fist'.
I saw Yi Ming's hands suddenly ignited with red flames. With these fists burning with fire eyes, Yi Ming hit Yi Buhui with a punch that was tighter than the other. He wanted to apologize for what he had just done.
To save face from shame.
After Yi Ming launched the attack, Yi Buhui also moved. This time, he saw the knife in his hand emit bursts of green light after a burst of light.
"Wind attribute." Yi Chi said in the audience.
Yes, Yi Buhui used his wind-attributed fighting skill ‘Wind Slash’.
As the name suggests, even if there is a word "crazy" in the name of this fighting skill, then this fighting skill is naturally dominated by "crazy". Moreover, it is wind-type and fast enough, making it difficult to parry.
The two people, one red and one green, kept intersecting on the high platform, and fierce collision sounds continued to be heard.
"The lowest level of Xuan level is the lowest level of Xuan level. However, one is a nine-star fighting master and the other is an eight-star fighting master. Moreover, Yi Buhui seems to have very rich combat experience." Yi Chi looked at the two people who were constantly colliding with each other on the stage.
, said to himself.
"It seems that Yi Ming is going to lose." Yi Chi said softly.
really--
After Yi Chi finished speaking, the fighting situation between the two also changed.