met free Chapter 774
Chapter 774
The sky was dark in the west of the red sun.
The hazy moonlight was stained with a strange crimson.
As the three-conscious fairy boy on the ring used the terrifying crystal eyeballs to defeat his opponent, the first round of the group stage officially ended, and more than 20 eighth-level strongmen advanced.
The countless spectators from the four major military regions felt that time had passed unknowingly, because even the one person eliminated in each group was an unattainable existence for them.
And the most popular and controversial ones were
Gui Miesheng from the Dark Temple, the three princesses of the Deep Sea Royal Court, Yang Nie, the commoner who ran away for 8,000 miles from the Shenxiao Sect, the Heavenly Punishment Knight of the Light Temple, Wen Chou from the Black and White Double Chain Prison of the Prisoner Heaven Sect, and Yang Mie, the three-conscious fairy boy of the Secret Sect, Di Chenyao, the little monk of the Nalanda Temple, and Jin Chi, the extremely fast monster of the Golden Emperor Sect.
The popularity of these monsters is high because their strength is unfathomable.
The opponents encountered in the group stage could not even tell their true strength.
The most surprising thing for the warriors in the four major war zones was Li Qing played by Luo Fanchen.
At level 68, he could actually fight against the peak level 8 genius. What a joke.
There is no such thing as playing with leapfrogging!
Geneva, the fighting power collapsed!
All the spectators felt that it was a bit absurd and unbelievable.
However, although Luo Fanchen was a dark horse, no one really thought that a level 6 warrior would make it to the end.
After all, the talents displayed by the monsters such as Gui Miesheng were so abnormal that they surpassed their predecessors. The soul ring configurations displayed by the little monk and Long Youwei alone seemed to be rarely seen among the level 8 warriors in the past hundreds or thousands of years.
Many viewers were even shocked,
because in the past generations of the same age, the only one who could compete with this group of monsters in the competition was probably the Pope Huang Weiyang who sat in a high position.
But who is she!
It's the Pope! ! !
Could it be that all these monsters have the qualifications to be the Pope?
Thinking of this, even if the warriors reacted in a big way, they felt that something was wrong with this era. Monsters were gathering like mushrooms after rain.
In comparison,
Li Qing's current sixth-level cultivation has more than enough potential, but his combat power is still a little worse than others.
This reminded many people of Luo Zhuangyuan who died heroically in the world competition. Many people shook their heads and sighed, looking at the statue under the floating island arena.
"If Luo Zhuangyuan didn't die, how glorious it would be!"
"What a pity..."
"I can't see it anymore."
And the main character Luo Fanchen hugged his shoulders and waited for the result of the second round of the draw.
He had long discovered that there was actually a problem with the draw.
In the first round of the group stage, monsters such as the little monk and Gui Miesheng were deliberately divided into different groups, and they could not meet in advance.
Have the seeded players been divided in advance?
Then who is the seeded player in his group just now?
One-armed King or Yu Wudi?
Luo Fanchen shook his head and smiled.
In fact, before the game started, few people thought Luo Fanchen could qualify. Many people said that he was unlucky and was in the death group.
After the game, we found out that these two monsters were unlucky.
Luo Fanchen looked at Feng Jiantang who was beaming beside him and said unexpectedly: "You kid also advanced?"
"Lucky, lucky!!"
Feng Jiantang felt that his luck was really ridiculous. The three players in his group might be the worst among more than ten groups.
Xiao Fengxian was a little suspicious and thoughtful.
It seems that people who have something to do with Luo Fanchen will change their luck as long as they behave well.
Not sure,
Let's wait and see.
However, no matter how good Feng Jiantang's luck is, it is estimated that it will come to an end.
Among the twenty eighth-level masters who can qualify from the group, none of them has no unique skills.
Feng Jiantang was very nervous, fearing that he would be matched with a terrifying and powerful enemy. He was quite confident before he came, but after seeing Long Youwei and other players who were more terrifying than each other, he became timid.
As a result, he found that Luo Fanchen was calm and composed, as if he was not under any pressure at all.
"Xiaozu, your cards have been seen by others. Aren't you afraid that they will study you thoroughly? If you are matched with a more terrifying opponent, our Fengying will be wiped out!"
"Have all your cards been seen?"
Luo Fanchen smiled: "It doesn't matter. If they like to study, let them study."
"Ah this..."
Feng Jiantang's facial expression was stiff, and he hesitated in his heart,
No way!
Xiaozu won't have any more cards!
Xiao Fengxian on the side blinked her beautiful eyes, resisting the urge to reveal the secret.
Cousin!
Do you know that this is just the tip of the iceberg of my man!
Xiao Fengxian was having a hard time holding it in, but she was also very happy.
Her red lips curled up in a stunning arc. Could this be considered a little secret shared with men? Hehe.
In the direction of Prisoner Heaven Sect, Yu Wudi had just beenDing Tian treated his injuries and dissuaded the murderous Yu Wenchou: "Little brother, you must not take the initiative to provoke Li Qing. Big brother thinks he is not right!"
Yu Wenchou had a blank expression on his face, staring at the calm Li·Luo Fanchen·Qing in the distance with deep eyes:
"Big brother, even a blind man can see that this kid is not right."
"But no matter how weird he is, can he be as weird as my brother, the third princess, the little monk, and the Dark Saint?"
Yu Wudi was about to speak, but was interrupted by Yu Wenchou.
"Brother, you don't need to say more. I will help you get back the face you lost."
"If the news of my Prison Heaven Sect's eighth-level genius losing to a sixth-level genius spreads to other corners of the continent, how will others view my Prison Heaven Sect?"
"The young generation of trash was already beaten in the World Championship. It's embarrassing."
"Now you lose to a sixth-level genius again. If I don't get back at you, the reputation of our Prison Heaven Sect will be completely ruined."
Yu Wudi lost the game, and his back was a little hunched, but he still hesitated and said: "Brother, I have been practicing hard for many years, my mind is as sharp as a knife, and my spiritual perception may be more acute than others. I think that kid is really wrong. If you can avoid provoking him, try not to touch him."
Yu Wenchou was so angry that he frowned and said: "Brother, this is a game, you have lost all your spirit ?”
“If that kid hadn’t hit you so hard, would you have been eliminated by Mang Dangshan?”
“Okay, don’t say anything more. I’ve asked Dad to find a way. Since it’s a martial arts competition, it shouldn’t be a problem for me to meet Li Qing in this round!”
Seeing that Yu Wudi still had doubts, Yu Wenchou was a little irritable and scratched his hair in annoyance: “Brother, why are you so nagging?”
“That kid’s trump cards have been squeezed out by you. Just target him in advance. How can I lose in an open-book exam? In fact, if you use our Prison Heaven Sect’s secret skills in advance, that kid may not even be able to beat you, not to mention that he has to face me who is stronger than you, big brother!”
As soon as Yu Wenchou finished speaking, the sound of reading came from the ring.
“The four major legions’ martial arts competition selection meeting, the second round, the first game!”
“Prison Heaven Camp Yu Wenchou vs. Feng Camp Li Qing!”