The God of War Challenging Heaven Chapter 1133: The third round of competition

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There was no delay, and the third round of the game continued.

There is still no new round of lottery. Participants will use their original numbers and ring numbers.

Because the number of people is already small, only a while after the first round of the game, Duanmuxue rushed into his No. 3 ring, and her opponent was a middle-aged man in a green robe.

In this round of competition, there was still not much suspense. Duan Muxue quickly used her purple sword to take the man in the green robe off the ring and successfully obtained the qualification to visit the soul festival ceremony.

As soon as Duanmuxue stepped down from the ring, Zhao Yuting and Lu Yuesheng rushed to the 3rd ring and the 1st ring respectively and entered the competition.

Such a situation made Qin Yi and Duanmuxue sweat secretly. Duanmuxue and Zhao Yuting belong to the No. 3 ring. Only one game is missing. The two of them will have a duel. If so It is really difficult for them to face off.

Actually, the deacon Baipao was named in the ring to compete, not randomly, but according to a certain calculation method.

There was not much suspense in the match between Zhao Yuting and Lu Yuesheng, that was, they knocked their opponents off the ring.

So far, among the four of them, Duan Muxue, Zhao Yuting, and Lu Yuesheng have successfully obtained the qualifications to visit the soul sacrifice ceremony, and Qin Yi is the only one left.

If he also defeats his opponent in the third round, then all four of them will be eligible to visit the soul festival ceremony.

Not long after Zhao Yuting and Lu Yuesheng competed, the deacon in a white robe called Qin Yi: "No. 8, Ring 2!"

"Haha, that young man from the mainland of Kyushu, he has played again!"

As Qin Yi stood on the No. 2 ring, there was no unexpected noise around him.

"His opponent must be me!"

"Let me go up, this is the last chance to beat him into real cow dung!"

"The opportunity must be reserved for the strong, and I am confident that I am a strong!"

"..."

Now, there are only a dozen people who belong to the No. 2 ring and have not yet competed in the ring.

Looking at the young man standing proudly on the No. 2 ring, these ten people, every one of them has piercing eyes and a fierce fighting spirit. Looking at their appearance, it seems that they will be swarming in the next second Then, he beat the teenager from the mainland of Kyushu into a real cow dung.

In this regard, the young Junyi’s face always had a calm look. His gaze swept around slowly, and he was slightly stunned, only to see a familiar picture among the crowd outside the Xuanwu branch. The petite face jumped into his sight.

"Ye Ling'er, actually came here to watch the game."

Obviously, Ye Ling'er's games in other divisions are over, and he is here to watch the excitement.

When Qin Yi's eyes were touched, Ye Ling'er in the crowd immediately waved his white and tender little hand excitedly: "Brother Cow Dung, hehe, come on!"

"No. 32, go to the No. 2 ring to compete!"

As the deacon announced the number, everyone around looked again in the crowd.

"My grass, who is number 32, so lucky!"

"Fuck, why not me?"

A burst of unwillingness sounded, and the faces of the participants who were not No. 32 were filled with indignation.

"Number 32, it's me!"

Suddenly, a majestic voice came slowly among the crowd.

Everyone was startled, their gazes were following this voice, only to see that the speaker was a young man wearing a red vest. The figure of this young man was unusually tall and taller than the Holy See of Kyushu. The Dao River King is even higher.

He stood up, his gaze swept proudly, and everyone around him immediately felt an invisible pressure, and he felt like he couldn't breathe.

"I am very happy that Goddess of Luck is on my side and gives me a chance to compete with No. 8."

Obviously, this young man has always been very eager to play against Qin Yi. At this time, he finally got this opportunity and looked extremely excited.

"It's really hard to say whether it was the goddess of luck or the goddess of luck that came to you."

Not far away, Zhao Yuting looked at the young man very interestingly, smiled lightly, and muttered quietly.

The eyes of Duanmuxue and Lu Yuesheng who looked at the young man beside her seemed to be looking at a funny monkey invited by him!

"My name is Wu Feng. Please remember my name. Next, I, Wu Feng, will step on the ring number 2 and beat the teenager from the mainland of Kyushu who is standing there now into a real one. Cow dung."

Wu Feng slapped his chest, his face was full of confidence: "I believe that many people here have already suffocated their stomachs and wanted to beat him hard. Now, it’s okay to look too handsome. It’s always annoying. You believe me, I will live up to your expectations in the next competition. I will beat that handsome face into one. Tuo of cow dung in full bloom!"

"Wu Feng, work hard to fulfill your promise!"

"Go on, beat him into a mound of cow dung!"

"..."

In and out of the field, there was a wave of roars, and many people cast their eager eyes on Wu Feng.

Under the gaze of everyone, Wu Feng raised the huge head slightly, with a touch of pride on his face. At this moment, he even felt that he was shouldering a glorious mission.

In a while, when I complete this "honorable" mission, there will surely be a cheering sound around me. At that time, I will be a hero in the eyes of the world under the aura of a hero.

As soon as he thought of this, Wu Feng was full of endless expectations for the next game. He couldn't wait to get the aura of such a hero.

"Wu Feng, are you the funny monkey invited by the monkey? If you want to fight, hurry up and fight. If you don't fight, you just surrender. What are you doing?"

On the second ring of the ring, Qin Yi looked at Wu Feng under the ring and gave a rather helpless smile.

Huh?

As Qin Yi said this, the whole field was quiet for a moment, almost the needles dropped, and everyone had a strange look on their faces.

Wu Feng was stunned, the corner of his mouth twitched violently, and there was a violent rise and fall on his bulging chest.

"Puff!"

A sound of sweet laughter broke the silence on the court, and it was Ye Linger in the crowd.

She covered her small mouth with her hands, and she couldn't stop laughing, so happy.

"Am I wrong, this young man from the mainland of Kyushu actually said that Wu Feng was invited by a monkey?"

Someone regained consciousness and asked carefully.