Chapter 1964 The Contest Begins!

After everyone in the city heard Nie Zhen tell Zhuge Qingfeng's true intention of coming, they followed, and saw Zhuge Qingfeng cupping his fists, smiling at the crowd below and saying, "I hope you will take care of me!"

"Eighth Elder, you are being polite!"

"You're welcome, Eighth Elder!"

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Upon hearing Zhuge Qingfeng's words, everyone in the crowd responded one after another, their tone full of flattery.

After all, this one is the Eighth Elder of the Heavenly Desolation Holy Land!

Then, Zhuge Qingfeng smiled politely at the crowd below, then raised his head, looked at Nie Zhen, the lord of Misha City, and said with a smile: "Long time no see, Brother Nie!"

Nie Zhen looked at Zhuge Qingfeng, but smiled wryly and said, "You're finally here! I thought you wouldn't be here."

Hearing Nie Zhen's words, Zhuge Qingfeng laughed again and said: "How could it be? Brother Nie has such a big matter to deal with, so how could Qingfeng not come? It's just because some things delayed the schedule, so I came late. I hope Brother Nie can Forgive me."

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"It turns out that the eighth elder, Zhuge Qingfeng, and the city lord Nie are really old acquaintances!"

"Hearing their tone of voice, it seems that the relationship between the two of them is very close!"

"As the Eighth Elder, Zhuge Qingfeng, in terms of status and status, is much higher than Nie Zhen, but he never thought that Zhuge Qingfeng would forgive him!"

"Nie Zhen can have such a friend as Zhuge Qingfeng. It seems that Misha City cannot be underestimated in the future."

"Um!"

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Looking at the two people above the sky, the crowd talked a lot and were surprised.

He also looked at the city lord Nie Zhen, with a dignified look on his face.

Especially a fat man wearing brocade clothes. In the northern wilderness, the power behind this fat man is considered prominent, not inferior to Nie Zhen, the lord of Misha City, so before, this fat man dared to attack the void Shout, call him Nie Zhen directly as his father-in-law.

Full of hooligan-like jokes.

At that time, the fat man knew that with his own identity, even if Nie Zhen heard about it, he would not dare to do anything to him!

But now he did not expect that this Nie Zhen had a close relationship with the Eighth Elder of the Heavenly Desolation Holy Land, and a look of horror quietly appeared on the fat man's fat face.

Seeing that the fat man shrank his head involuntarily, and his fat body began to squeeze among the crowd again, he wanted to change the place first.

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"Okay, let me just say a few words!" At this moment, only an indifferent voice echoed in the entire Misha City.

It was Zhuge Qingfeng, the Eighth Elder of Tianhuang Holy Land, who spoke again to the crowd below.

At this moment, the city lord Nie Zhen left the sky at some point, leaving only Zhuge Qingfeng floating in the void alone, looking down at the crowd below.

Afterwards, Zhuge Qingfeng continued to say:

"For martial arts competitions, since I, Zhuge Qingfeng, are the referee, I don't make any complicated rules. The contestants must be under the age of twenty-eight. There will be an ordinary one-on-one arena battle for a total of three days.

After three days, whoever stands at the end of this ring will be the ring master! It is my brother-in-law Nie Zhen's son-in-law Chenglong Kuai! "

"Okay!" When the word "okay" was said, Zhuge Qingfeng's face and tone gradually became a little more serious, and he announced: "I am here to announce that the contest to recruit relatives is officially started! "

When Zhuge Qingfeng heard the words "officially, start", countless figures in the crowd moved together, rushing towards the ring, and suddenly, there was a crowd flying all over the sky.

"Huh?" Seeing the scene below, Zhuge Qingfeng didn't expect it. He thought he would go to the ring one by one, but he didn't expect that young people nowadays are so impatient.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

...

Dozens of figures fell into the competition ring with incomparable strength, and there were bursts of violent noise.

Standing proudly in the sky, Zhuge Qingfeng saw that at the same time he was flying into the competition ring,

There were forty-seven people!

"That's how it is." Zhuge Qingfeng said secretly, and he had an idea in his heart, and said to the forty-seven people on the ring below: "You forty-seven people are fighting each other, anyway, this elder, no matter what method you use, you will finally stand Those who are in the arena win."

"war!"

"war!"

"kill!"

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As soon as Zhuge Qingfeng's words came out, there were bursts of shouts and shouts on the ring immediately, and there was a wave of fighting intent rising from the forty-seven warriors.

As a result, a chaotic melee of forty-seven people started. Flames began to burn, thunder light began to shine, palm prints appeared in the sky, sword energy began to crisscross, and roars resembling ferocious beasts resounded through the air. ...

Looking at the chaos above the ring, the old man who was still standing in the crowd shook his head slightly, and cursed secretly: "You idiots!"

Obviously, this kind of wheel-like arena battle, the sooner the ring is at a disadvantage, not only the fighting style, fighting habits, combat skills, unique moves, body skills, etc. will be seen by the next opponent, but the energy in the body is also constantly to consume.

A really smart person waits for the people on the ring to lose both, and then flies out by himself.

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"Well!"

"Well!"

"Ugh!"

"Ugh! You!"

"rat!"

"You are vicious!"

"No!"

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Soon after, bursts of shouts sounded from the arena, and warriors were knocked off the arena by their opponents one after another. In the end, there was only a bald young man standing on the arena with his hands behind his back, looking down at the crowd below, with a look of indifference on his face. A proud smile of disdain.

Then, the Eighth Elder above the sky announced again: "This battle, the bald head wins! Afterwards, the ring battle will only be a one-on-one showdown! No one can break the rules!"

Originally, seeing so many people entered the arena together and there was a big scuffle just now, several people secretly discussed that they would also go to the arena together at that time to kill the bald man.

And at this moment, after hearing what Zhuge Qingfeng announced again, those people immediately gave up the idea of ​​killing the bald man together.

When hearing Zhuge Qingfeng's words, the cold and arrogant smile on the bald-headed face became even worse, and he stood on the ring and said proudly:

"Hey, what a pity. I originally wanted to fight against everyone with my own strength, but I didn't expect that the eighth elder would announce it like this. Hey, what a pity, what a pity!"

Hearing the bald man's words and his sighs, many people felt the urge to rush up and beat him up.

But for a while, no one acted rashly.

This bald man has a martial arts realm that many people can't see through! It doesn't necessarily mean how high his martial arts realm is, it should be that he carries a secret treasure that can hide the aura and hide the martial arts realm.

In the Manghuang Continent, it is not uncommon for secret treasures that can hide the realm of martial arts, especially when participating in such arena competitions, they are often carried by some warriors, so that people can't see the real realm, and they can be used to create mystery.

However, some truly strong people can still tell their martial arts cultivation. For example, an old man who is still in the crowd can see that the bald head on the ring is just a warrior of the Seven Star Martial Emperor Realm.

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