The Strongest Sect of All Times
Chapter 240: A Lot of Trash, Let's Fight
Qingyang County has more than a few hundred entries every two sessions, and Pingyang County has more than 2,000 entrants, which is the gap between 9th and 8th class counties.
Not only are there large numbers, but they are also very strong.
Gun Chang smiled relying on dazzling sunglasses and found that the contestants were fixing a minimum of one martial arts disciple, four or five martial arts disciples walked full, and a maximum of nine martial arts disciples also had four.
Qingyang County Gate Pie Big Bi, one or two martial arts are the champion popular, here can only be the bottom of the mat existence.
In fact, this huge gap is due to the fact that Pingyang County Gate is limited to martial arts players under the age of 20.
Qingyang County is limited to under eighteen years of age. The difference between two years of age will obviously differ in strength.
Absolutely.
Eighth-class Pingyang County is stronger than ninth-class Qingyang County, which is undisputed.
“Huh?”
A powerful man sitting next to him whispered, “What's that thing on the Iron Bone's palm eye? ”
“Huh.”
One of the top members of the Gateway did not hesitate to say: "The things that pretend to be ghosts. ”
“A ninth-class county eighth-class Gatekeeper also dared to join us in Pingyang County's Gatekeeper. Who gave him the courage? ”
“The Iron Bone is said to have challenged the Gate and won the victory. ”
“The old man also heard a little about this, as if he had sent seven disciples to fight and won seven games. Then Master Qin Gan lost to him. ”
“Come on, isn't an eighth-class sect so powerful? ”
The owners of Puyang City were talking about the Big Bi rule, and the big men chatted with each other.
It's not hard to tell from the words, how incredible it is that steel pies can defeat the valves.
Jungchang laughed and listened carefully to the rules of the game.
It is generally understood that the Pingyang County first-round rules of contention are that the eight regions are engaged in a mixed battle and can be promoted to the second round by standing at a specified time.
Shh.
At least 300 people in a region, the mixed war must be lively.
After explaining the rules, the organizer, the owner of Puyang City, began to conduct the entrant nomination.
“Heshan pie, noble! ”
“Sparrow Gate...”
“Qingyang County, Iron Bone Pie, Night Star! ”
“In.”
Night stars lazily answered.
He was too lazy to answer unless he wanted to make sure the contestants were not present.
However, the observation deck blew up and all the fighters were watching the night stars and whispering.
“I'm going to send Big Big Big Big Big Big, and the county guys are coming? ”
“Next door to 9th class Qingyang County? ”
“Isn't Iron Bone the eighth-class gang that beat Hao Gang a while ago? ”
“A ninth-class county eighth-class doorman sent to participate in our Pingyang County doorman, Big Bibby, really treats himself like a root onion? ”
Some attention was paid to the image when the brothers talked, and these Pyongyang County martial artists drained the dishonourable and despicable performance.
Even though the Iron Bones can defeat the Gate, in their eyes, they are nothing more than the Lower Gate of Lower Counties, coming to Pingyang County to fight, which is a disgrace to the race.
“Qingyang County Iron Bone Pie? ”
“Hey, you got a lot of nerve. Come on in. ”
“Unfortunately, it was not possible to divide him into a racetrack, or he would have to be eliminated in the first round. ”
Participants in the contest were also whispering.
A martial artist standing next to the night star underestimated: “Turns out he's from Qingyang County. Why am I so blind? ”
The other contestants in the same arena also cast their eyes and smiled in disdain at the corner.
Confirmed eyes.
This guy was the first to get eliminated after the game.
Feeling that everyone was staring at themselves, their eyes were dazed and despicable, the night star faded away: “A bunch of garbage. ”
Sitting on top of him, Kingston grinned and touched his chin. "At the beginning of the first round, the stars are afraid to be taken care of. ”
Soon.
End of call.
Without hearing the name of the second contestant from Qingyang County, the Pyeongyang County martial artists realized that only one Iron Bone had been sent to participate.
An eighth-class sect, sending a disciple into the war, how... funny!
“Monarch Gate. ”
A middle-aged man next to him laughed: "Qi really admired your courage and dared to bring a disciple to the Gate Big Pie. ”
“'That's all right,' said King Chang. ”
The middle-aged man shook his head.
The last time Six-Flood Gate sent cross-county, ten disciples were wiped out in the first round. You sent a disciple. Are you sure it's not funny?
“Elder Qi. ”
Someone laughed: "When the game starts, there should be a lot of fun in the third area. ”
“Yes, by then, more than 300 people will be collectively targeting one, and it will be a miracle to last half an hour. ”
Big brothers laughed.
Monkey smiled and ignored it. “Stars, this first round of the Great Mixed Wars is a bit cruel, don't let this seat down. ”
At this point, Lang, owner of Puyang City, announced: "The sixty-sixth Pingyang County Gate Big Pie has officially begun, inviting the entrants to enter their respective racing areas. ”
“Here we go! ”
“I can't wait! ”
“This contestant is good and will be great! ”
……
There are eight racetracks, each half as big as a football field.
The night stars representing the Iron Bone were divided into Game 3 areas, and as he walked over, more than 300 contestants in the vicinity looked at each other.
No doubt about it.
They're all locked up on this out-of-county contestant, and when the fight starts, they'll be out there unanimously.
That's bullying, isn't it?
I can't help it, Pingyang County Gate Pie Big Pie.
Since you're a field participant, be prepared to be targeted.
Except for the powerful gatekeepers who challenge the stimulus to try occasionally, no other county gatekeepers are bored to participate.
“Kid. ”
One of the contestants passed in front of the stars at night, laughing low: “Don't cry when the fight starts. ”
Cry?
Night star remembers this guy.
……
With all in place and more than 2,000 entrants in eight racetracks, the view from above is quite shocking.
“Round one, go! ”
Little by little, the city lord shouted.
“Whoo-hoo! ”
In an instant, each of the eight contestants will be repaired into an outbreak, and the spiritual power diffusion will be quite loud.
When the game officially began, most of the Observatory Warriors shifted their gaze towards the third race area and locked their gaze on the Night Star.
People from outside the county.
Please enjoy my hospitality in Pingyang County!
“Brush!”
A martial artist in the third round took the lead, rushing from behind, and his fists gathered his spiritual energy.
“Bang!”
The night star turned around and grabbed his fist with one hand. "Garbage. ”
“This…”
The contestant's face changed.
“Knock! ”
The five fingers of the night star grabbed hard, the sound of the bone breaking suddenly came, then his body backwards and wrong, avoiding the attack of another person, and kicked him up.
“Boom!”
“Knock! ”
Without standing steady, the second attacker was kicked in the chest and his ribs were instantly broken.
“Ahhh! ”
Two contestants screamed in agony.
“Brush!”
The night star threw the guy who crushed his hand bones out and stepped on the trekking dragon and appeared in front of a martial artist. He snapped it directly on his left shoulder. "You haven't even had a chance to cry. ”
“Knock! ”
“Ah---”
The warrior whose shoulder was crushed suddenly screamed.
Yes, it is.
He didn't even get a chance to cry.
Because the pain came too fast to prevent, came to tear the lungs, tears didn't start to converge, people had passed out on the ground.
Boom!
The Night Star turned around and punched out, knocking two entrants out.
Standing proudly in the racetrack area, sweeping the surrounding area of more than 300 Pingyang County contestants, Kamikaze said: “A bunch of garbage, let's fight. ”