Chapter 940: The first three battles begin

After hearing this warrior's words, the others asked in surprise. , "What! Wen Cuishan actually refused the invitation of the Eighth Hall entrance, does he want to join the Shen family directly?"
"I thought so at first, but a friend of Tianzitang told me that Wen Cuishan directly told the elder of the Eighth Hall that he was not interested in the power of the royal city!"
"Damn, I'm not interested in Wangcheng? So awesome and confident!"
"It's right to think about it, awakening the blood of ancient fierce beasts at a young age, how can he choose to subdue to the royal city with such a talent and such a cultivation base. As long as his talent is known by that mysterious school, the mysterious school will definitely fight for it. Even the royal family will come. But again, Wen Cuishan doesn't care about Wang Cheng. He is a casual cultivator again, why should he participate?"
When this sentence came out, everyone in the teahouse was stunned. Yes, Wencuishan has no background and it is not rare to join Wangcheng. Why participate?
"I heard that he participated in the battle for one person."
"Who?"
"I don't know that."
"Damn! I don't know what to say."
This night was destined to be a sleepless night. Soon, one night passed, and the final finals arrived.
Today, it will be decided who is number one.
Today, it will be decided who is the strongest proud of the hidden door!
Zhang Yifeng, Jiang Wujin, or the hero Zeng Xiaotian?
Among the top five, these three are the most powerful, and the first place is most likely to appear among these three.
Early in the morning, Tianzitang was overcrowded. Had it not been for the Meng Nishang trio to come early, they would not even have a place.
Today, the arena has become much smaller, and the audience has added thousands of people. However, there are still many warriors who are late, or warriors without background, who can't come in and watch.
This is the popularity of the finals, a vote is hard to find.
At this moment, on the ring, Zhang Yifeng, Zeng Xiaotian, Jiang Wujin, Zhang Zhiyuan, and Fang Wu had already been in place. The five young talents looked different.
Fang Wu and Zhang Zhiyuan frowned. Although they entered the top five, through yesterday's game, they all knew that their cultivation base was the weakest.
Zhang Zhiyuan didn't even dare to look at Zhang Yifeng. He wanted to kick Zhang Yifeng out of the game when Zhang Yifeng was exhausted. Now it seems that fortunately, the time has come, otherwise, he may be out.
Both Fang Wu and Zhang Zhiyuan hope to draw the other party when the draw is held. Even if they can't get the first place, it's good to be in the top three.
Finally, the morning sun rose, and the elder in charge of the competition stepped onto the ring.
"It's time, according to the old rules, come up and draw lots. There are a total of five bamboo sticks in this bamboo tube, one of which is an empty lottery, which means that the person who draws a hollow lottery will directly enter the top three."
In the first three contests, because the number of people is odd, there must be one person who missed the opponent.
If you fail to draw, you will be promoted directly. This sounds unfair, but this world is always like this, and luck is also very important to the martial artist.
Under the ring, the spectators have already begun to discuss.
"I don't know who can draw the empty lottery."
"No matter who it is, the battle will be exciting anyway! No one can escape."
The first draw was Fang Wu. Fang Wu let out a deep breath. He wished he could draw a hollow lot so that he could directly enter the top three. The first three sounds much better than the first five.
Unfortunately, things backfired and Fang Wu won the No. 1 pick.
After Fang Wu, it was Zhang Zhiyuan. Zhang Zhiyuan's mood was as complicated as Fang Wu's. Now there are only four bamboo sticks left. He is definitely more likely to draw a hollow lot than Fang Wu.
It must be an empty lottery, even if the empty lottery is not drawn, the number one lottery is fine. The odds of entering the top three will also be much greater.
Taking a deep breath, Zhang Zhiyuan chose the bamboo stick on the far left, took it out and took a look, it said "two" on it.
At this moment, Zhang Zhiyuan and Fang Wu's expressions changed. Each of them won one and the other won two. In other words, the opponents against them would be any two of Jiang Wujin, Zhang Yifeng and Zeng Xiaotian!
This is definitely a sign.
The two looked at each other, and the expressions in those eyes actually began to cherish each other. If they can, the two really want to cry.
Your sister, is luck so bad!
After the two, it was Zhang Yifeng, who won the number one pick. Fight against Fang Wu. Zeng Xiaotian won the second pick, against Zhang Zhiyuan.
The last lottery was Jiang Wujin. Obviously, Jiang Wujin won the empty lot. Go straight to the top three.
"Interesting, this way of drawing lots prevents the three strongest players from competing in advance."
"Yes, I don't know if the elders have done anything. But this is a good thing. The three strongest people should naturally be the top three."
On the ring, the elder put away the bamboo sticks, and said again: "The one who wins the first lottery will stay, and prepare to fight."
The first three battles are about to begin!
In the first battle, Zhang Yifeng faced Fang Wu.
"Zhang Yifeng, Zhang Yifeng."
On the ring, Zhang Yifeng's attitude was still very friendly, and he bowed his hand to Fang Wu first.
After Fang Wu returned the gift, he said: "Zhang Yifeng, I know you are strong, but Fang Wu won't take the initiative to admit defeat, so let me see how powerful your body is! Transform."
With a low growl, Fang Wu immediately used the Beast Cultivation Transformation, facing Zhang Yifeng, how could he not use his full strength.
"Broken Mountain Fist!"
The beast energy was condensed, and Fang Wu used his martial skills for the first time. Breaking the mountain fist, the fist can break the mountain.
This punch brought up an astonishing animal spirit, and a punch to Zhang Yifeng's head.
Facing Fang Wu's full blow, Zhang Yifeng just stood in place with a calm expression. When the opponent's fist was about to fall, he extended his right palm.
boom!
There was a muffled sound, and the spirit was flying.
The seemingly weak slap easily blocked Fang Wu's fist.
Fang Wu didn't get any results with a single blow, and was not discouraged. He closed his fists and swept his legs suddenly.
"Strong Wind Legs!"
Before the legs arrived, the wind howled.
"It's useless."
Zhang Yifeng shook his head faintly, still did not dodge, still hit his calf by the opponent's sweeping leg.
boom!
With a muffled sound, flying sand and rocks. Even though Zhang Yifeng didn't dodge or exert any strength, Fang Wu's body took two steps backwards, only feeling the burning pain of his right leg!
Fang Wu's full blow, instead of injuring Zhang Yifeng, actually shocked himself.
terrible!
Only by fighting Zhang Yifeng himself, Fang Wu knew how terrifying Zhang Yifeng's body was.
Where is a person, it is clearly a beast in the form of a human.
"What a powerful body, Zhang Yifeng didn't fight back at all, and Fang Wu could do nothing."
"Zhang Yifeng, come on, you will always be my male god. This time the first one must be yours."
The spectators shouted, although this kind of battle is meaningless, but they just want to see Zhang Yifeng's calm and domineering appearance! It's so handsome.
Man, it should be.