NovelBonte Chapter 411 Admit defeat at the beginning?
Chapter 411 Admit defeat at the beginning?
Chapter 411 Admit defeat at the beginning?
Li Zhi looked up at Ying Chen, her beautiful eyes suddenly became deep, and she spoke softly and elegantly.
"Maybe that young man is not as handsome as you, not as noble as you, not as powerful as you... But he is more tenacious than you, able to stick to his heart, and more adventurous than you"
"That kind of him is worthy of my beauty's attention. Although he is still very weak, I am willing to wait for him to grow up..."
Li Zhi opened her vermilion lips lightly, but the words she spit out were misleading to the people around her.
But she didn't care about other people's eyes, she looked away from Ying Chen, and murmured: "I firmly believe that he can surpass you!"
After saying that, Li Zhi shook her head, then her body flickered, and she flew away into the distance, disappearing.
From the beginning to the end, Li Zhi didn't even glance at Tan Lin in the stands, as if she didn't know this person at all.
But Tan Lin on the stage was still looking around foolishly, trying to find Li Zhi's figure, but he didn't know that he had been ignored by others a long time ago.
"Lizhi must be watching me silently in a corner right now, and I must prove to her that I, Tan Lin, are worthy of her!"
Tan Lin's heart was full of fighting spirit, and he stared at the audience firmly, with extreme confidence in his eyes.
"I believe that one day, I will catch up with her and snatch her over!"
"Hmph, everything will belong to me sooner or later!"
Alas... This poor child once fell into his own fantasy, unable to extricate himself for a long time...
……
After a quarter of an hour, all the participating disciples entered the arena.
Hei Lao stood in mid-air, looked down at the participating disciples on the Heavenly Sword Stage, and said in a concentrated voice: "This time there are two hundred participating teams, and each team consists of six disciples, with a total of more than 1000 and [-] people. "
"In order to save time for the competition, I divided this Dao Discussion Conference into three competition methods: team competition, special competition, and individual competition, and I and the six judges on the stage will make fair judgments."
As he said that, Elder Hei suddenly waved his sleeves, and the Heavenly Sword Platform below shook twice suddenly, and then there was a rumbling sound from the ground, and the circular areas suddenly bulged, slowly rising to a position several meters in the air, Turned into a series of huge Optimus pillars.
"The first match is a team match. The match is conducted in the form of lottery. Each team sends a representative to draw lots. If two teams draw the same number, they will enter the ring for a competition."
As he spoke, Elder Hei pointed to the huge stone pillar in front of everyone, and said in a concentrated voice:
"These are [-] competing arenas, and forty teams are competing at the same time... Contestants need to compete in this arena. Once they fall into this arena, they will be considered as failures."
"Each game lasts for two hours. During this time, the two teams must decide the winner, otherwise they will be deemed to have abstained."
Hearing this, the faces of all the contestants changed. They even limited the time. After two hours, it means the game is over. This is too cruel.
This is simply forcing them to fight hard.
Hei Lao seemed to know what everyone was thinking, and said with a faint smile: "The purpose of this team competition is to test the teamwork ability of each team, not a life-and-death battle, so just knock the opponent's members off the ring, the way, the method Unlimited…”
"Two hundred teams face off in pairs. After a round of competition, draw numbers again and compete again..."
"Until the competition determines the top ten best teams, there will be individual competitions and special competitions. After the two competitions, the top ten teams will be determined in turn."
"Okay, the first team match of this conference begins!"
"Representatives of each team are invited to draw lots!"
After Hei Lao finished speaking, he waved his sleeves, and hundreds of wooden signs were suspended in the air. Each wooden sign emitted a faint white light, and no one could really see the numbers on the wooden signs.
Whoosh!Whizzing!
One after another figures flew up and galloped towards the wooden sign in mid-air.
Whoosh!Whoosh!
There was a burst of breaking wind, and in an instant, nearly a hundred participating representatives rushed into the air, reached out and grabbed the wooden boards, and walked back, while the representatives of other teams were not idle, rushing to the wooden boards, snatching wooden sign.
Whoosh!Whoosh!Whoosh!Whoosh!
The sound of breaking wind resounded through the audience, and the whole world seemed to have fallen into madness.
Soon, everyone's wooden cards were drawn, and then numbers and teams were suspended in midair.
Elder Hei glanced at the numbers and martial arts teams in mid-air, then nodded lightly: "Now let me announce, the teams with the same numbers..."
"No. [-]: Black Tiger Gate, Mountain Gate."
"No. [-]: Temple of Power, Qingcheng School."
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"NO.40: Tu Valley, Qingjianmen."
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"No. 51: Yunlin Zen School, Shenyue School."
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"Number 73: Heavenly Sword God Sect, Yan Sect."
"74..."
"No. 89: Taixu Sect, Wuji Sect."
"Number one hundred..."
After Hei Lao finished reading, the participating disciples in the audience had different expressions, some blushed with excitement, some had faces ashen ashes, some were full of resentment, some lowered their heads, and some The person looked listless.
"He actually got the same number as the five top sects. How can this be compared?"
"Hiss, the disciples of these five top sects are all powerful existences. We and other second-rate sects simply cannot compete with them."
"Hey, what can we do then? Who made us unlucky and ran into these five top sects."
"You guys are pretty good. This Qingcheng faction is the most unlucky. They actually ran into people from the Temple of Strength in the first match."
"Ugh."
"Ugh!"
Sighs came from all directions. It was obvious that several teams had already planned to give up and continue to participate in the team competition, and even lost their confidence in participating.
The law of the jungle preys on the strong, this is an eternal truth.
"It seems that some people have already lost before fighting."
Hearing the discussions around him, Old Hei sighed slightly, with a hint of disappointment flashing in his eyes.
He shook his head helplessly, and then yelled to the bottom: "Now, please draw the team with the top No. 20 number, enter the ring battle area, and the match will start in 5 minutes!"
Below, the teams that had drawn the top No. 20 numbers all soared into the air, and groups of six headed towards their respective battle stages.
They stopped at a distance of ten feet away from their opponents, and the six of them occupied each side, looking at each other warily.
And in the second ring area...
boom!boom!boom!
The disciples of the Temple of Strength stood on the spot like a humanoid titan, and a vast and incomparable aura emanated from them, oppressing the opposing team so hard to breathe.
"I surrender!"
After a moment of confrontation, a young man in a purple-gold robe jumped up and shouted to admit defeat.
(End of this chapter)