Demon’s Diary

He is the spiritual master of Zhu Qi's second round of competition!

Liu Ming was naturally surprised when he saw the fat old man's face clearly under the stage, but after a few quick turns of his mind, he also became divine.

The fat old man shook his sleeve and instantly a small flag came out of it. The windward wave turned into a flag inserted on both sides of the ring, with as many as twenty rods, each half neatly arranged.

Look at the symbols on the flag. Ten poles on one side are ranking signs between 100 and 91, and the other is ranking signs between 90 and 81.

At this moment, the fat old man said lightly:

“All core disciples matching the flag ranking are now ready to go on stage. ”

His voice had just fallen. Twenty already prepared barbarian disciples flew under the banner of the emblem on their own behalf, and there was no shortage of anyone.

Liu Ming's eyes flashed and he saw two acquaintances, Xiao Feng Duhai, both ranked ninety-three and one ranked eighty-nine.

“Very well, in order of ranking, the last ten can challenge the top ten at will once, the winner goes to the top ranking and the loser stays in the bottom ranking position. If no one challenges me three times in a row, I will end these two interdiscipleship challenges. Of each challenge, each person challenges rights only once, and now the challenge begins.” The fat old man nodded without thinking.

As soon as the core disciples under the banner looked at each other, a seemingly bright man stepped out of the banner and named a disciple opposite the banner.

The fat old man single-handedly pinched the knife, and suddenly the tattoo on the stone table flashed, and a mask covered the entire stone table under it.

Since the two disciples at the center of the ring had signed a life and death order yesterday, there was no need to repeat the matter, just one drawing a long knife and one wearing a black fist immediately and remotely separated pinch.

The fighting between the two men is not great. Almost all of them are aided attacks by simple spells that are released as soon as possible, as they constantly urge each other to attack each other with the symbol.

Both seem to be very cautious and conservative, and have no intention of being close to each other.

But then, time became the battle of power drain.

For them, although the symbol attack is simple to release, the power is obviously insufficient to break each other's defenses. The magic attack power is sufficient, but the speed of application is obvious and unable to keep up, and most will be easily interrupted or dodged by the other party.

Therefore, the fighting between the two people just kept swinging the symbol, simple application and running and avoiding the process, so that all the people under the stage looked a little sleepy.

After a meal, however, the challenger finally grabbed the other side and couldn't escape. A fireball knocked the other side out, and then after the fat old man declared victory, the ecstasy battled under the opponent's flag.

After falling from the air, the fat old man slightly examined the injured person and gave him a little treatment, ordering him to lift the loser down first and announce that he would continue with the challenge below.

Perhaps inspired by the first person, two people suddenly snatched it almost simultaneously, one of whom was Heron Xiao Feng.

After both of them looked at each other, Xiao Feng slowly took half a beat, and some reluctantly retreated.

So after a new challenge was chosen, another struggle began.

However, Liu Ming sighed only a few glances.

The two people on the stage tried almost as hard as a stove, it was just a simple applicator and a simple spell to fight each other, not much to look at.

Liu Ming no longer wasted any time watching, but walked out of the crowd and found an unmanned corner at the edge of Stone Mountain to sit down and quietly closed his eyes to rest.

Though he could not see what was happening on the stone table, he could still hear the occasional thrill coming from that side of his ear, but he had no expression on his face.

On the other side of the stone table, with the passing of time and the end of a challenge, Xiao Feng finally made a move behind him and fortunately defeated an opponent, occupying the ranking of eighty-five.

Du Hai successfully defeated a challenger and kept his ranking.

So after two more trials, finally, without any more challenges, the 100th to 91st disciples came down, replaced with 80 to 71 core disciples, and the new round of challenges began again.

This time, however, 10 people, such as Douhai, became challengers.

As such, the entire contest maintained a pattern of low-order 10 challenging higher-order 10, but after two intense days of contests, most of the disciples had the self-aware unused challenge right, only to come on stage and show their faces and come down again satisfied.

In this way, apart from the slightly more frequent and intense individual rounds of inter-disciple competition, the whole round quickly passed, and half a day later reached the top 20 Ishikawa Simatin and others on the stone stage.

At this time, the original god-rearing Liu Ming opened his eyes and rose again towards the stone table and approached the past.

Indeed, as he had anticipated, the battle between the top 30 and the top 20 core disciples became abnormal, with almost every top 30 disciple challenging, and all 20 disciples, including Ishikawa, demonstrating the incredible strength of the disciples in front of them.

When these disciples fought, not only did someone show stone dropping near the realm of great success, a stone the size of a head fell like rain, but also summoned two graduating ghosts at the same time, in cooperation with the festival of the opponent's killing back, more people showed powerful alchemy, a punch can defense the collapse of the opponent.

After facing a strong enemy challenge, Ishikawa also had to illuminate a silver chain for the first time, transforming it into a myriad of lockcases that tied each other together firmly before finally beating each other.

For the first time, Sima Tian also lit up a short, dark cold ruler. Under a wave, the group's strange cold black gas rolled out. In a moment, it turned the challenger into a black ice sculpture, and many people shouted at it.

But besides the two, the bald man ranked nineteen ancient monks, made Liu Ming quite concerned about a few points.

Apart from a coarse and abnormal spiritual cord, this person's breath unnamed gives him a faint sense of familiarity.

And the bald-headed man easily defeated the challenging opponent with only the black cord in his hand, and his strength seemed too high and deep to be measured.

But what makes him even more concerned is that when the Uncle Nguyen saw the bald man come to power, there seemed to be some inadvertent abnormality between the gods, and when the big man tried, his eyes still didn't leave the big man around, as if very much in his every move.

Liu Ming was a little confused and muttered in his heart.

However, even though these fights were fierce and some people were really defeated to take their place, Ishikawa Bald Head Dahan and others' rankings were preserved.

When the last challenge between the two disciples was over, the fat old man did not summon Liu Ming and others to the stage, but announced that he would take a break for a while before starting a fight over the top 10 disciples.

At this time, Simatin Ishikawa and others swallowed Dan medicine in place, hurrying the time to sit and breathe.

The other disciples, on the other hand, began to talk excitedly about the upcoming competition and commented that those who would not be challenged would lose their rankings.

Liu Mingyin heard not a lot of mention of his own words, but mostly didn't like his appearance. He couldn't help but chuckle.

When the time of the hour arrived, Ishikawa and others had almost recovered the power they had consumed.

After the fat old man put the flag of the Ten Great Disciples on the edge of the ring, he announced Thunderstorm and ten others to come to power.

Liu Ming and others heard that there was naturally no hesitation to go on stage.

The fat old man had smiled and his eyes narrowed. When he saw Liu Ming walking under the ninth banner, he suddenly slightly dazed, but his eyes flashed and immediately recovered.

Gao Chong flew from the other direction onto the stone platform, and just touched Liu Ming's face. After a cold glance at Liu Ming, he walked under his banner without saying anything and stood still.

Thunder shock coming from one side, see Liu Ming then hey hey, a leap in the face to test the expression.

“The Ten Disciples compete, and now it begins. The victorious Ten will become the real Ten Disciples and will enter the Ten Disciples Ranked Battle behind. I now declare the challenge of freedom open.” After the fat old man spoke quickly, his body slowly backwards and slowly retreated towards the stone table.

And the people on the ring, despite the glittering mutual desire, stood opposite Liu Ming, Ishikawa and ten others, but no one stood up immediately, but at least five or six of them had their eyes swept frequently from Liu Ming.

Liu Ming's face remained unchanged but sighed in his heart.

It is clear that nearly half of the people across the street have targeted it as a challenge.

It's also a normal thing, and on the face of it, he looks a little weaker than a few others. Most of the reasons why they did not immediately launch the challenge were also concerned about whether they had other means of hiding.

And just when Liu Ming thought so, the person next to Ishikawa, after a moment of hesitation, suddenly went up and took a step, and shouted:

“Disciple Hu Fei wants to challenge the ninth ranked white brother, and looks forward to Uncle Nguyen's promise! ”

This man is as tall as a bamboo pole, wearing a gown with a light blue flash, and a narrow, elongated curved lunar blade behind his back. When he stepped out, he gave a feeling of shade as a viper.

Liu Ming snorted and immediately gazed at each other.

When the fat old man heard this, he glanced lightly at Liu Ming and nodded with permission.

Liu Ming saw this, and walked out of the banner unemotionally.

At this time, the fat old man single-handedly pinched the knife, reappeared the mask on the stage, covered both of the fighters under it, and loudly announced the start of the challenge.

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