Chapter 252 It’s so unpleasant
“Why did you come back?”
As soon as I came back, I heard Hei Ao complaining.
Isn’t this guy usually very aloof, but now he is so verbose, so unlovable.
Fang Yu didn't explain, joined the two people's team, and looked forward.
"What's in front of you that so many people are watching?"
"The rewards for the top three in the arena are announced." Zuo Lu explained casually, showing no interest.
The two of them have known the inside story for a long time, so naturally they are not interested, but Fang Yu is.
Immediately he pushed through the crowd and squeezed to the front.
The rewards are announced on the bulletin board, take a closer look.
"The first place in the arena, the reward - the design drawings of the Day Ice Sword."
"The second place in the arena, the reward - ten-year-old mushroom meat."
"The third place in the arena, Reward - Manlian Dan x3. "
Design drawings?
Only the first place will be given a drawing?
Fang Yu felt incredible, this thing was of no use.
But when I heard the discussions from the people around me, they were all focused on that design drawing.
"Day Ice Sword, tsk tsk, tsk tsk, can't it be the real thing?"
"A town sect-level magic weapon can actually be used as a reward, isn't it fake?"
“It may not be a fake, maybe it’s just an imitation.”
"Since the Zhou Bing Sect was destroyed, the whereabouts of the sect's secret treasure, the Zhou Bing Sword, have been unknown. Now that a design drawing has appeared, I think there is still some possibility."
Suppress the magic weapon? !
Fang Yu suddenly became interested.
Compared with the Zhenpai Divine Weapon, the Zimu Sword in his hand suddenly loses its flavor.
Withdrawing from the crowd, Fang Yu retracted directly to Hei Ao and Zuo Lu.
"You two, are those design drawings of the Day Ice Sword real or fake?"
As soon as Fang Yu finished speaking, Zuo Lu grinned and stretched out his hand towards the dark-faced Hei Ao.
“Give it to me.”
Fang Yu:? ? ?
What's going on? ?
Snap.
Hei Ao gave Zuo Lu something in the palm of his hand.
But Zuo Lu changed hands and brought the thing in front of Fang Yu.
"Nothing, I just made a bet with Hei Ao to see which thing you will ask for as a reward when you come back. Obviously..."
Zuo Lu shook the thing in his hand, it was something similar to Something like a ghost painting.
"...I won."
I moved my finger lightly, and there were actually two.
"The Black Contract Ghost Seal, attached to the enemy, can temporarily suppress the flow of the enemy's energy and blood. It is similar to the effect of the Black Family Kung Fu, except that the effect is not as strong and the duration is very short. Well, there are those who have seen it. You help me win the bet, one for each of us."
Zuo Lu smiled and handed out the things.
She said it lightly, but looking at Hei Ao's aching look, she knew that this thing was quite expensive.
Fang Yu stretched out his hand to take it. The moment he touched it, he felt that the ghost-drawing talisman was unexpectedly cold and as light as a thin sheet.
Put it away carefully, Fang Yu said: "When I win the ring championship, you can look at the drawings together. Each of us has a day ice sword."
He has nothing of equal value. To give things to Zuo Lu, I can only make a verbal guarantee first.
Zuo's green eyes were bent into half-moons, and his smile became thicker, as if he had some calculation: "Okay, but for that thing, I think you'd better not have too much hope."
Fang Yu asked doubtfully: "How to say?"
"Because that thing is very troublesome to build." An impatient person interrupted.
It’s Hei Ao.
He looked at Fang Yu depressedly, as if he was angry that he had just lost the bet.
“Not only do we need all kinds of materials, but even if we successfully build it, it will not be a real Day Ice Sword.”
Fang Yu was shocked.
"It's really a fake?"
"It's not really a fake." The person who spoke at this time was Zuo Lu.
She held up her hair and continued: "To be precise, it should be...the broken sword of the Day Ice Sword."
"The broken sword?"
" Yes, the Broken Sword. It can be regarded as a shape and a container. It is necessary to capture a living [Hundred Ice Sword] and seal it into the Broken Sword to complete the drawing of the Broken Sword. , there are many rumors in the outside world, it is not particularly rare, but the real Sun Ice Sword has never been reappeared.”
Ling...
Fang Yu looked strange.
For things like spirits, let alone seals, I don’t even know where to look for them.
No wonder people say that the real Zhou Bingjian has disappeared, and no one can create a relationship.
But Fang Yu still has some ideas.
"Is this [Day Ice Spirit] powerful? Where can I find it?"
Hei Ao smiled.
“You didn’t even get the blueprints, so you thought so far away? Don’t ask, we don’t know, or in other words, all the people holding the broken sword of the day ice sword are looking for the day ice sword. Bing Ling. When the broken sword of the day ice sword in your hand suddenly breaks, it means that someone has caught the day ice spirit. "
Hey guys, this is an urban legend.
Boom! !
At this moment, the sound of drums interrupted the conversation of the three people.
“It’s begun.”
The three of them looked at each other and each took out the red card they received when entering.
The red card on the left green will turn green first.
“Let’s take a step first, cluck!”
Left green toe a little bit and enter the ring.
Whoosh whoosh——
Other people around him also continued to enter the ring.
Soon it was filled with a hundred people, and Hei Ao kept staring at the cards.
Unfortunately, it didn’t change color in the end.
He looked a little regretful, and seemed to want to fight Zuo Lu.
Boom!
As soon as the beating sounds, the competition begins.
In the familiar battle of a hundred people, Fang Yu and Hei Ao's eyes were focused on Zuo Lu.
But soon, they discovered that Zuo Lu rarely made any moves and kept walking on the edge of the ring, as if he was so weak that he would be eliminated at any time.
But, this is fishing.
Every time someone thinks this woman is easy to attack, she will push them off the ring.
Following the same pattern, she killed seven or eight people, and no one dared to provoke her.
On the contrary, the fighting in the inner field was extremely fierce.
Zuo Lu just stayed there and watched the show quietly.
When only about a dozen people were beaten, someone finally pointed the finger at her, just because they were worried that she would reap the benefits.
Then, Zuo Lu disappeared like a ghost. When he reappeared, he was already in the crowd. He lightly touched the person's body with his finger, and the person fell to the ground without moving.
"Playing tricks."
Hei Ao beside him muttered unconvincingly.
“What do you mean?”
Fang Yu said strangely.
“She clicked on the person’s Qi pulse, and she fainted when she couldn’t take a breath. This kind of trick is useless to you and me, but for weaker people, one at a time - she didn’t think about it at all Fight.”
That’s it.
Quite convenient.
It goes without saying that Zuo Lu’s strength is great.
She was seen walking through the crowd like a ghost. Within a few seconds, she had eliminated all the remaining people, and even turned around to give a victory sign to Fang Yu and the other two.
“Hmph! It’s not refreshing at all!”
Hei Ao was still commenting, but Fang Yu didn’t bother to care about him.
Just taking a quick glance, I found that there really weren’t many strong opponents in the arena, so Zuo Lu’s flat push was almost natural.
Although Fang Yu had seen many powerful foreign warriors on the road before, the number of players participating in the competition was so large that it was naturally impossible to bump into them casually.
People on the ring began to come down, and Zuo Lu also returned to the two of them.
“Phew—done it!”
She winked at Fang Yu: “How about it, it’s not bad.”
“Eight points.” Fang Yu commented.
"It's boring. When I encounter you in a one-on-one duel later, don't hold back like this."
Boom! !
The drum beat sounded again, and Fang Yu and Hei Ao took out their cards.
Unfortunately, neither of them were selected this time, so they could only watch the competition in boredom.
A man with a scimitar mask and 800 HP won the competition.
"The strength is not bad." Zuo Lu said.
“One move.” Hei Ao said.
The two of them also imitated Fang Yu and became commentators.
After two more byes, it was finally Fang Yu’s turn.
“Why not me!!”
Hei Ao was anxious.
Obviously he said before that the second stage was boring.
Fang Yu ignored him, jumped up and jumped into the ring with the green card.
"Come on!" Zuo Lu shouted.
"Use your full strength and let me see if you have made any progress. Zuo Lu and I are... hum!" Hei Ao was also shouting, but Fang Yu ignored him.
On a stage, Fang Yu realized that there were so many spectators below.
There is a vast ocean.
On the contrary, the competitors who were surrounded by them seemed a bit sparse in the huge arena.
[Bu Hongyun: 519/519. 】
【Ling Gaoshuang: 620/620. 】
[Zhuang Junying: 704/704. 】
【Even Fangfang: 742/742. 】
Looking around, this wave of opponents is actually of good quality.
“What are you looking at!”
Bu Hongyun seemed to feel Dao Fang Yu’s glance coming over and glared at Fang Yu angrily.
Fang Yu waved to him kindly.
When Bu Hongyun doubtfully thought that Fang Yu was mentally ill...
Boom!
The sound of drum beating rang out as the competition officially began.
Tap! !
The next moment, Bu Hongyun felt a blur in his eyes. When he took a closer look, he saw that it was the guy wearing a red horn mask who was staring at him just now.
I saw the man grinning.
Pop!
Something suddenly hit him in the face like an afterimage.
When everything goes dark, the person falls to the ground and falls into a baby-like sleep.
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467!
Red crit!
Fang Yu looked at his hands.
"It seems...the attack is a bit harsh? You need to control it."
After all, it's not a real life-and-death fight. If you don't kill anyone in this arena, you'll lose your qualifications.
The three people next to Bu Hongyun seemed to be startled by the sudden appearance of Fang Yu.
Looking at Bu Hongyun who fell to the ground for a moment, the three of them looked at each other and thought they had encountered a tough fight, so they tacitly surrounded Fang Yu and formed a double team.
But...
Fang Yu just leaned over slightly with his upper body and suddenly disappeared from the sight of the three of them.
Bang!
Gao Shuang felt a pain in his back, as if someone had slapped him hard. He staggered a few steps and almost lost his breath.
It hurts! !
And so fast! !
He drew the knife and chopped it with his backhand, but the man grabbed his right hand and threw it away.
As the person landed heavily, he realized that he had already fallen outside the ring.
Lost, lost? !
Just to put it lightly, in the first few seconds of the competition, I lost? !
Ling Gao Shuang had some doubts about himself. He had been studying martial arts for many years, but he really didn’t expect to be defeated so easily.
I heard someone next to me excitedly shouting, ‘That’s it! ’ ‘Hit hard! Use all your strength! ’ ‘Okay, okay! It’s much more comfortable than Zuo Lu’s soft method! continue! ’ Gao Shuang looked up depressedly, only to see that the temporary companions who had just surrounded and killed the horn mask with him were also thrown off the ring at this moment.
Okay, Ling Gao Shuang feels better now.
I am not the only one who is a waste of emotions.
Everyone is not very good at it. It turns out that we met a master.
With his mentality balanced, he felt at ease and stayed in the auditorium below to see the result of the competition.
In the ring.
Fang Yu took care of four people within ten seconds of the start, which felt very easy.
These foreign warriors don’t seem to be as powerful as they thought.
In other words, although many people have some martial arts skills and high health, they are really much weaker than the elites like Li Shisan or Zhuo Xueer he has seen.
There is a kind of rush, the health bar does not match the strength.
Of course, it can also be said that for people like Zhuo Xueer, the gold content of the blood bar is a bit higher than the average level.
In short, Fang Yu found that except for a few people who needed to use more methods to stimulate some bone meal, the others were easy to win.
Fang Yu simply stopped pretending.
"I'm going to hit ten!!"
With a kick of his feet, people rushed into the crowd like cannonballs. Wherever there was a fight, he was there.
Fang Yu didn't dare to use too much force, so he didn't dare to use Yuan Ti Kung indiscriminately.
Most of the time, he grabs other people's sleeves and throws them out of the ring at lightning speed.
For a time, people in the ring were abandoned one after another, and then fell outside the ring like dumplings dropped from a hot pot.
The most exciting moment was when five or six people landed together, almost hitting the audience. It was so exciting to watch.
Some people were still attacked. After getting up, they were dizzy and yelled at the ring.
“Sneak attack! No martial ethics!”
"If you have the ability to fight head-on! What's the point of throwing us out!"
"I can still fight! I can still fight! I strongly demand a rematch!"
At the beginning, the inner circle of the ring People who hadn't taken Fang Yu seriously yet thought that some madman was here to die.
But as more and more people are thrown out by Fang Yu, there must be trapeze wherever Fang Yu passes.
Others could no longer pay attention to Fang Yu.
Just like what happened in the flower-level arena.
More than twenty people suddenly began to unite and surrounded Fang Yu.
Fang Yu didn't do any ink. He slashed at the enemy with his sword, stepped back half a step to avoid it, grabbed the enemy's wrist with his backhand, and threw him towards the people behind him, knocking over five or six people.
These people cooperate on a temporary basis and have no tacit understanding, so it is easy to find a breakthrough.
Fang Yu parried the incoming attacks twice more, then rushed over, grabbed the ankles of the two people who were lying on the ground, and threw them directly out of the ring.
The remaining few people wanted to get up, but Fang Yu threw two more people out.
“Strange, strange strength!”
“A master of capture! He must not be good at attacking with swords! Let’s go together!”
The sword struck, Fang Yu made a clanging sound, He pulled out his Zimu Sword to block it, blocked it with force, and then kicked it out with his backhand.
The man screamed and held his stomach for a long time, unable to get up.
When he gritted his teeth and looked up at Fang Yu, he found that Fang Yu had already spun around like a strong wind, holding one person in each hand.
As soon as their hands were released, the two of them flew out of the ring.
At this time, there were not many people left on the field.
I even lost the will to fight. I just felt that in the war between a group of sheep, a tiger jumped in. It was not from the same dimension at all. It was being killed indiscriminately, and there was no way to fight back!
Following the last person, Fang Yu chased him and fled to the edge of the ring. He looked back at Fang Yu who was chasing him and jumped off the ring on his own initiative.
This competition is officially over.
The audience all stared blankly at Fang Yu, the winner, feeling like they were watching a farce.
"Just like that... you won?"
"No, the previous competition was not a fierce fight to decide the winner. How come you are here, such a child's play?"
"What is the origin of this guy wearing a bull-head mask? His grappling skills are incredible."
"Before the competition, I have never seen a person like this before. It is worth noting, isn't it the masters from well-known sects?"
"What do you know, there are also strong people in the wild!"< br>
“Capture the expert horned man! Remember this person!”
What horned man? It sounds so awful.
As soon as Fang Yu got off the ring, he heard the nickname and was speechless.
(End of this chapter)