Chapter 1133: Third round

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Chapter 1133 The Third Round
Without delaying time, the third round of the game continued.
There is still no new round of drawing. Participants will use the original number and ring number.
Due to the small number of people, Duan Muxue rushed to the No. 3 ring belonging to him just a moment after the first round of the game, and her opponent was a middle-aged man in a green robe.
In this round of competition, there was still not much suspense. Duan Muxue soon used her purple sword to dry the man in the blue robe and successfully obtained the qualification to visit the soul festival ceremony.
Duan Muxue just got off the ring, and Zhao Yuting and Lu Yuesheng rushed to the ring 3 and ring 1 respectively, and entered the competition.
Such a scene made Qin Yi and Duan Muxue squeeze a sweat secretly. Duan Muxue and Zhao Yuting both belonged to the No. 3 ring. There was only one difference between the two of them. In the duel, the situation is really tricky.
In fact, Deacon Bai Pao named for the competition in the ring, not randomly, but according to a certain calculation method.
There was not much suspense in the match between Zhao Yuting and Lu Yuesheng, but they drove their opponents off the ring.
At this point, among the four of them, Duan Muxue, Zhao Yuting, and Lu Yuesheng all successfully obtained the qualification to visit the Soul Festival, leaving Qin Yi alone.
If he also defeated his opponent in the third round, then all four will be eligible to visit the Soul Festival.
Zhao Yuting and Lu Yuesheng didn't have a long game, the deacon in white robe shouted Qin Yi: "No. 8 and No. 2 ring!"
"Haha, that young man from the mainland of Kyushu, played again!"
As Qin Yi stood on the No. 2 ring platform, there was no noise around him unexpectedly.
"His opponent must be me!"
"Let me go up, this is already the last chance to beat him into a real cow dung!"
"Opportunities must be reserved for the strong, and I am confident that I am a strong!"
"..."
Now, there are only a dozen people left in the No. 2 ring, which has not yet entered the ring.
Looking at the young man standing proudly on the No. 2 ring, each of these ten people was gleaming, and looked at their looks with tremendous fighting intent. It seemed that they would swarm up next second, The young man from the mainland of Kyushu was beaten into a real cow dung.
In this regard, the young Junyi's face was always placid with calmness. His gaze slowly swept around, and he was slightly stunned. Only a familiar and charming little person appeared in the crowd outside the Xuanwu branch. His face jumped into his sight.
"Ye Ling'er, actually came here to watch the game."
Obviously, Ye Ling'er's other games ended, and he came here to watch the excitement.
Touching Qin Yi's gaze, Ye Ling'er in the crowd immediately waved his white and tender little hand at him excitedly: "Brother Cow Dung, hee hee, come on!"
"No. 32, on the No. 2 ring competition!"
As the deacon announced the number, everyone around him looked again in the crowd.
"My grass, who is No. 32, so lucky!"
"Fuck, why not me?"
A wave of unwillingness sounded. Those participants who were not No. 32 were all filled with indignation.
"No. 32, it's me!"
Suddenly, a powerful voice came slowly from the crowd.
Everyone was stunned, and their eyes were all following this voice, only to see the person who spoke, was a young man wearing a red waistcoat, this young man's body, unusually, tall, compared to the knife river of Kyushu Wang, it's all a bit higher.
He stood up and swept his proud eyes slowly, and everyone around him immediately felt an invisible coercion, and he felt like he couldn't breathe.
"I am very happy that the goddess of luck is on my side, giving me the chance to compete with No. 8."
Obviously, this young man has always been very eager to play with Qin Yi. At this time, he finally got the opportunity and seemed extremely excited.
"Is it true that the goddess of luck has come to you, or the goddess of luck has come to you, it's really hard to say."
Not far away, Zhao Yuting looked at the young man in a rather interesting way, smiled lightly, and muttered in a low voice.
Duan Muxue and Lu Yuesheng beside her, the gaze that looked at the young man also seemed to be watching the teasing of a monkey!
"My name is Wu Feng. Please remember my name. Next, my Wu Feng will step on the No. 2 ring and beat the young man from the mainland of Kyushu who is standing there now, beating a real cow dung. "
Wu Feng patted his chest, and his face was filled with self-confidence: "I believe that many people here have been holding their stomachs for a long time, and want to beat him hard, it's okay. People who look too handsome are always annoying, you believe me, I will live up to your expectations in the next competition, I will beat the handsome face of the kid into a spit Cow dung! "
"Wu Feng, work hard to realize your promise!"
"Go, beat him into a dung!"
"..."
On and off the court, waves of roar broke out, and many people cast their earnest eyes on Wu Feng.
Bearing the eyes of everyone, Wu Feng lifted that huge head slightly, a pride of color on his face, at this moment, he even felt himself, shouldering a glorious mission.
After a while, when you complete this "glory" mission, there will be a sound of applause around you. At that time, you will bear the hero's aura and become a hero in the world's mind.
Thinking of this, Wu Feng was immediately full of endless expectations for the next game. He could not wait to get the hero's aura.
"Wu Feng, are you a funny monkey invited by the monkey? If you want to fight, you can quickly roll up and fight. If you don't fight, just admit defeat. Why bother?"
On the platform No. 2 in the ring, Qin Yi looked at Wu Feng under the ring and gave a rather helpless smile.
Ok?
As Qin Yi said this, the whole room was suddenly quiet, almost needle-dropping, and all the people were all weird.
Wu Feng froze there, twitching violently in the corner of his mouth, and violently rose and fell on the bulging chest.
"Poof!"
A smirk broke the quiet on the field, it was Ye Ling'er in the crowd.
I saw her hand covering her small mouth, eating and smiling, not happy.
"Did I hear it wrong? This young man from mainland Kyushu actually said that Wu Feng was a tease invited by the monkey?"
Someone came back and asked carefully.
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