The noisy scene suddenly became quiet, and the lieutenant general answered, "My name is Fu Yi, the third deputy director of the National Security Bureau. Today, I will be in charge of the competition exam. I will introduce a competition rule. First, each opponent’s brain has already been arranged, and it is necessary to draw lots to decide the second competition period and knock down the opponent by any means. All the results will be judged by us judges."
On Sunday, I saw the big screen, and my number was No.7. duel field flew to No.7. duel field Sunday’s duel was a big and very strong man named man of iron from overseas. A small Gu Wu family practiced kung fu from the outside to form the true spirit. It was also rare that it had reached the mid-term realm of the martial arts division.
Man of iron laughed. "I’m going to throw you off the stage."
On Sunday, I smiled faintly. "Well, I’ll slam you at your request."
Strong man also just hold your horses and "shout" a huge fist with a blaster. The wind blows the sand and flies.
On Sunday, with a smile, he dodged the strong man’s fist and saw a weakness. His hand was cut on his shoulder.
The strong man stumbled and almost fell out. He just stopped and suddenly his eyes were raised high and shouted, "You don’t really want to throw me out, do you?"
"What do you say?" Sunday grinned, "I really like to see the earth shake." I threw it out directly.
Chapter 33 Entering the Top Ten
"Bang" man of iron was violently thrown to the ground, which really shook the ground. The whole person was set in a pit. Several people helped man of iron up. He still hesitated and said, "We agreed not to throw people, but you still threw them without telling the letter" and was dragged by several people.
On Sunday, when I saw Han Yu walking slowly, I couldn’t say how relaxed and natural and unrestrained I was. "If you have nothing to do, I’ll call you dad and mom, hey hey." My face couldn’t help laughing at that kind of trick.
Han Yu heard Sunday smirk and gave him a faint look. He walked back to Mu Shijia camp without saying a word.
The first competition ended soon, and a total of 50 contestants were selected from the podium to rank the results of this competition.
After that, it was displayed on the big screen. The first suspect was Han Yu, and the second was Guan Feng. On Sunday, I saw the name of Guan Feng, and my heart jumped. I remember seeing him when I attended the private banquet of the county party Committee Liu Ji in Fengcheng County.
Later, for some reason, he didn’t expect that his comprehensive strength was so strong that he was second only to Han Yu.
The third place is Mu Yao, a younger brother of Mu Family, who cultivated the Nine Yang Qi of Mu Family. It has reached the late stage of the master and is another key cultivation object of Mu Family besides Han Yu.
Looking for his name on Sunday, I found myself in the tenth place. I didn’t feel angry. "Why am I in the tenth place? I just lost someone in that game. I have to be in the top five anyway."
Mu Ting just heard his words on Sunday and couldn’t help sneering, "What a hillbilly. You don’t know that this ranking is very important for a contestant. Being able to rank in the top ten has a 70% chance of entering the National Security Bureau. Are you satisfied and want to rank in the top five?"
Sunday’s shame always feels that this longed for idiot likes to be more angry with him. "I owe you money for an idiot, or what are you doing to me?" Do you like me? If you like it, I’ll be blunt. "A face of smug looking at Muting seems to have killed her.
Muting’s face was red with anger, pointing to Sunday’s nose and repeatedly saying "you, you", but he couldn’t say anything.
"You, you, you, you, you" said Sunday. "It’s not that I force you to like me, it’s that you want to like me. What can I do? I know I’m popular, and you’re competitive. Take advantage of it. Haha"
"You shut up for me" Muting gnashed her teeth. "I’m a dead man, and I won’t like you." I tossed my head angrily and left.
The podium Muqiao looked at the big screen ranking. Hehe smiled at Master Zhou. "Master Zhou, your Zhou family has been in the top ten for many years. It seems that your family is a rare genius."
Master Zhou said lightly, "The first place will always be your favorite family. How can our Zhou family compete?"
Muqiao smiled and stopped talking, fearing that another improper speech would offend this grumpy master Zhou.
The list of the second written test soon came out. On Sunday, I saw that I was arranged on the 14th. duel field was full of confidence. By the 14th, duel field Discovery Station had already met a handsome man in his thirties.
When the man saw Sunday, he showed a brilliant smile. "My name is Nangong Ling, please give me some advice."
On Sunday, I remember that Nangong Ling ranked 19th on the big screen and didn’t think much about it. "My name is Sunday, and please give me some advice."
Jingle bell
As the game bell rang, the duel field suddenly became lively. The Nangong Lingshen was suddenly imposing. generate started his career as a Juexue "Congenital Vigorous Gas", and he was covered with thick Vigorous Gas. When he saw him, he was like a bully and then he was shot out with a palm.
It was surprising that the palm force had reached him on Sunday, when the posture of Nangong Ling was quickly displayed, and the posture of "shifting shape and transposition" was heard to disappear in front of Nangong Ling.
The nangongshan ling Huo Ran surprised quickly turned around and saw that Sunday’s palm had hit and dodged, and it was a shame to rise up and meet it.
"Boom" the ground rang, and Lei Nangong Ling felt a strong attack. People couldn’t stand to push back three steps. A sweet "wow" spit out one mouthful blood and turned pale.
Nangong Ling laughed bitterly. "I don’t blame you for transforming the true qi into liquid form even at the master level."
Sunday light way "my opponent is Han Yu, you are not my opponent"
Nangong Ling slowly got up and said, "I know I’m not your opponent, but I also have my own pride and persistence. Even if I lose to you, I will challenge you because you are my opponent." I rushed to Sunday with my feet kicked.
Zhou Tianshen dodged the bump of Nangong Ling. To tell the truth, he still appreciates Nangong Ling’s character from his heart.
From a certain point of view, they are all very similar in character, and they insist on not losing, even in the face of many opponents who are stronger than themselves, they are afraid and dare to challenge.
But even so, he still can’t show mercy.
Even if the opponent is much weaker than himself, he will pay enough attention and respect, which is the recognition of the practitioner. Only by fighting hard can we recognize the shortcomings in actual combat and make continuous progress and improvement.
On Sunday, the tone was dignified, saying, "Be careful, I’ll use my Juexue." At the same time, people "sou" went to the back of Nangong Ling and pointed out that the sword was condensed, sharp and deep.
Nangong Ling looked at the end of the day and there was such a horror, and the sword was so sharp and firm.
At this moment, he finally white opponent strength far beyond his expectations.
Mu Qiao, the podium, got up and exclaimed, "Is the sword meaning caused by his understanding of the sword meaning that night?"
Master Zhou also exclaimed, and then he laughed with ecstasy. "I, the Zhou family, are just around the corner, and I can understand the sword at an early age. My grandson is the only one in each family and family."
The whole podium is boiling up. It’s a good thing that the ancient master is not here, or you can burn the whole podium with Master Zhou.
Don’t say that the podium is boiling up, and the whole Yungu is shaking up. Four big families, two big families, six big schools of fixing the truth and other younger brothers are all shocked by Sunday’s profound and ancient sword.
The younger brothers of the Zhou family cheered to express their joy. The official family dreamed of eyebrows and said, "I didn’t expect this little talent."
Guan Feng was surprised to see that Taiwan was braver than Zhou Tianxin, and he felt a strange feeling and said with joy, "Brother Zhou is so fierce."
Muting cold hum a way "a little smug expression to Han Yu you suffer"
Nangong Ling knows that she can’t meet this sword, sighing and closing her eyes to die.
"PSST" On Sunday, he froze firm but gentle in the middle, pointing his finger at Nangong Ling’s forehead, then slowly took his finger and looked at Nangong Ling indifferently.
Nangong Ling waited for a long time and didn’t feel anything strange. She opened her eyes in astonishment and saw that Sunday was smiling and looked at him blankly and asked, "Why didn’t you kill me?"
"Why should I kill you?" Smile on Sunday
"I" Nangong Ling was speechless and didn’t know what to say.