I Am a Magic Sword Chapter 558: Pre-match layout

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Ten consecutive victories in the ring is not that simple.

It is extremely rare for warriors of the same level to cause crushing.

The warriors who are confident to stand in the ring are almost all peak warriors of all levels. There are few late warriors like Qingyan, and the mid-term warriors will hardly sign up.

Because the innate, broken, and mid-level martial artists of the supernatural power realm all know that they will only waste spirit stones when they sign up.

Qingyan came to the nearest giant arena dedicated to the world-breaking warriors. On the arena, a warrior and a referee stood in midair.

Just listen to the referee’s loud announcement: “Weng Pengxiao, a martial artist from Tiancheng Kingdom, has defeated four challengers in a row. Is there a fifth one? I’ll give you a quarter of an hour. If there is no challenger, then I It will be announced that Weng Pengxiao will be qualified for the next round of competition."

Ten consecutive victories are not a hard and fast indicator, but if there is no one to challenge the warrior in the arena, the warrior will also advance.

Many martial artists, if they find that the players in the arena are very strong, they won't fight hard here.

It is unwise to get injured in the first round of sea elections or consume precious healing medicines.

Most of the warriors who compete for this kind of quota are not well-stocked. Many of them want to break the medicine in half and eat it.

There are two thousand promotion places for each level. Every player who advances first will have one less place. Those who come late or fail to get the next round in time will lose the opportunity.

Tianchengguo made it clear that for those warriors who signed up but did not challenge on stage, they will not refund the registration fee.

What you send is black heart fortune!

Or the strength that Weng Pengxiao showed in the ring is too great, Qingyan waited for a quarter of an hour, after all, no warrior was willing to stand on him.

"Well, at the end of a quarter of an hour, no one will challenge Weng Pengxiao." The referee master announced, "Then I officially announce that player Weng Pengxiao from Tiancheng Kingdom will be eligible for the next round of competition!"

"There will be a total of 2,000 qualifications for the next round of competition, and there are still 231 places left. I hope everyone can hurry up. When all the places are released, the first round of competition will end. For those who have not been challenged on stage, the registration fee will not be refunded by Tiancheng Kingdom!"

The referee from Tiancheng Kingdom is deliberately creating tension.

At the same time, I will simply repeat the non-refundable registration fee.

Qingyan stood by the ring, silently watching the warriors on the stage do their best to compete for a spot, but never made a move.

The referee once again announced: "Warrior Bao Jie from the Bao family of Kukai has defeated two challengers in a row. Is there a third one?"

"Sister Chen, don't you plan to make a move?"

Qingyan turned his head and saw a disciple of the Blood Fiend Sect. This person had some impressions of his peak strength in the world-breaking realm. He was just fifty years old and had limited strength. He was not assigned to the race.

"I plan to wait again!"

This senior fellow at the top of the world solicited Qingyan's opinion: "Then I went?"

"Go, I wish my brother a great victory!"

"Thank you sister!"

The disciple of the inner sect who was at the peak of the breaking world smiled.

"You're welcome!"

Obviously, because Qingyan was standing here, he was a little worried that she would take action.

When the two collided, he was not sure to defeat Ye Qingyan.

"Okay, Bai Shilong, a disciple from the inner sect of the Blood Fiend Sect of the Southern Territory, challenged the champion Bao Jie!" The referee shouted, "Bao Jie, are you ready to accept the challenge?"

If Bao Jie thinks he is not sure to defeat his opponent, he can give up.

The rules of the game set by Tianchengguo are not cruel.

But if Bao Jie gives up, it means giving up the first two consecutive victories at the same time. If you want to compete for the spot next time, you have to start all over again.

"I accept the challenge!"

The battle on the ring began.

"Why did the people from the Blood Fiend Sect also come to the stage to grab the spot? Didn't they have a default?"

"It is estimated that Bai Shilong did not get the quota in the sect. I heard that even if it is the Blood Fiend Sect, the quota allocated is not too large. I have seen other major disciples grab these quotas before!"

"It's really unfair. For such a spot, I still compete with us..."

"Be quiet!"

Qingyan saw the speaker glance at herself, but she didn't care. She was now focusing on the ring.

Even if he didn't get the quota inside the sect, Bai Shilong's strength was quite powerful, and he did not insult the reputation of the blood evil sect.

Bao Jie is also at the top of the world. To them, Bao Jie should be regarded as a young genius, but in front of Bai Shilong, he is still not enough. After about a hundred moves, Bao Jie lost.

However, Bao Jie responded in a timely manner. When he was about to lose, he opened the distance and announced his defeat.

How to make a reasonable return in the ring is also a kind of knowledge.

At the end of the first game, the referee announced that Bai Shilong had won and asked him whether to continue to the next game immediately. Bai Shilong gave him a positive answer.

After watching the registration, Chen Hao was still calm and graceful. Watching the light face of the contest, he faintly guessed what she thought.

Then, three consecutive challengers challenged Bai Shilong. After the three challenged two deaths and one injury, Bai Shilong had no chance to play the fifth game. The referee announced that he was promoted.

Bai Shilong got an iron certificate, jumped off the ring, and came to Qingyan: "Junior Sister Chen, why haven't you shot it yet?"

"I want to wait!"

"Oh, then I will go now!"

Bai Shilong's mind is full of doubts, and he doesn't understand what "Chen Ruoyan" is thinking.

He felt that with the strength of "Chen Ruoyan", it should be easy to win the next round, but she didn't do it!

Is it because she is not interested in carrying her?

This explanation seems to be unclear.

"Brother Bai, wait!" As Bai Shilong turned and left, he was yelled by Ye Qingyan.

"What's the matter?"

"Can you do me a favor?"

"What is busy?"

Qingyan whispered in Bai Shilong's ear for a while. The more Bai Shilong listened, her face became more solemn, and finally she said: "If Brother Bai is willing to do this for me, I can pay 10,000 contribution points!"

At first, Bai Shilong was hesitant, but after hearing this offer, he almost didn't hesitate: "Okay, let's make a deal!"

Every time a promoted player appears, the referee will announce how many places are left. As the remaining places become less and less, the battle in the ring becomes more brutal and fierce.

On the day when Qingyan first came, there was a matter of three or four consecutive victories and no warriors would challenge the champion. But two days later, when there were only two digits left in the next round, the remaining places were not obtained. The warriors are starting to go crazy!

When there were only eleven remaining places, the referee asked who was willing to take the initiative to stand on the arena and accept the challenge, so he took the stage.

The referee took Qingyan's number plate and asked loudly: "Okay, this warrior from the Blood Fiend Sect, Chen Ruoyan, is in the late stage of the world, who is willing to challenge him?"

Under the ring, five warriors immediately flew onto the ring.

Chen Hao spit out a little speechlessly: "Qingyan, it seems that you are quite welcome!"

Qingyan replied with no anger: "They think I am a soft persimmon!"