"No, but it doesn’t make any difference with the on-site lottery. Uncle Zuohao stepped forward for this lottery. In order to prevent someone from cheating, they will choose an ordinary person who can’t do any magic to extract it, and each of the four immortals has a special person to look at it, so this is the fairest way, and everyone is convinced. Here should be the result of the lottery to the public. " Xuanji puzzled Tianjun’s questioner.
"Well, find out where my name is?" As soon as Tianjun thought about it, he came to the periphery of the crowd, stopped to stand upright and carefully read it.
Although a few days ago, Tianjun had learned from his teacher Fu Zuohao the specific time of his first competition. However, who is the same opponent? Do you know each other? What is the strength? Know nothing. Therefore, when I first saw the detailed schedule, I couldn’t help but be interested.
"Tiangu Tianjun played against Van Gogh Yunpang."
His eyes turned, and the first line of Tianjun’s two familiar and eye-catching Chinese characters came into view, which made his spirit shake.
"Cloud fat? People from Van Gogh? I didn’t expect the people who met Van Gogh in the first game, which was really unexpected. " In his heart, Tianjun has the same deep feelings for Van Gogh as Tiangu. Naturally, he doesn’t want to compete with the people in Van Gogh as soon as he starts. The original idea in his heart is the people of Tianyu or Wuzong, because the people of these two factions are arrogant on weekdays and look at the people of the two factions from the heart.
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Chapter one hundred and forty-three Yunpang
Well, whoever he is, it’s really a last resort to beat him anyway. : ww.txt80.com Novel Network with the fastest update of text chapters: In order not to let Yunxi feel that he is incompetent, the first few rounds should at least show off his majestic posture, pay attention to the wind and shine, and sprinkle a little. "Tianjun thought to himself," Well, that’s settled. I only hope that his strength is average, so that during the contest, the scene will not be too hot, which will attract everyone’s attention and become a critical talk. " Before in the valley of the day things still have some lingering fear.
On second thought, with these plans in mind, Tianjun will carry them out without any "medicine". Moreover, there is a soaring heroism and unshakable confidence in his heart, which makes him as stable as Mount Tai.
Idle and bored, Lingyun’s line of sight continued to go down, and he looked at it one by one. It turned out that Xuanji played against Huang Yibao of Tianyu, Jin Xun played against Tian Jingyi of Van Gogh, and Fengling played against Long Ziyuan of Wuzong.
It’s really fortunate that all the other three immortals fought hand to hand, but before the race, they didn’t kill each other. This can really verify the strength of these people in the valley of the next day. They used to be throats, but foreign war amateurs can be regarded as heroes in the valley of the next day.
Tianjun and his party of four people no longer think about the game. Before the competition, the lottery has been decided, and only those who win or lose will see the real chapter. Looking at the people coming and going, they are in high spirits, and the smile on their faces is so innocent, so from the heart, with glamorous clothes, they talk lightly and laugh carefree, just like being in a fairyland, and they can’t help laughing and involuntarily blend in.
Unconsciously, half an hour passed, and the platform was dotted with chalk centers, with eight big challenges that were ten feet high and five feet square. Dark metal countertops, one inch thick, golden pillars, one foot thick, such as dense forests, the whole ring looks practical and reassuring.
"It’s time for the game, so take your places!" Tianjun is always punctual. Seeing that the time is almost the same, he called the two men and walked towards it.
"My name is Tianjun, the son of Tiangu, and I’m here to have a competition!" When he came to the edge of the ring, Tianjun went straight to the edge of the ring and saluted the man who was not young. The man was wearing a uniform Van Gogh blue "color" cassock, and his appearance was ordinary, but his ears were a little bigger. He had never met him before, and he was very strange.
"hmm." Hearing this, the man took out a white crystal ball, looked at Lingyun intently and said, "Let me verify my identity first."
"good." Tianjun looked at this white "color" crystal ball with some curiosity. I don’t know what’s the mystery on it, but he stood by quietly without saying anything.
I saw this man gently read a spell. The crystal ball showed a person’s appearance. The following briefly summarized some basic information. Then he picked up the crystal ball and reflected it on the face of Tianjun. He only heard two squeaks. The crystal ball made a sweet sound and nodded, indicating that he could go up.
Without saying anything, Tianjun leaped forward and landed smartly on the stage, waiting quietly for a little time.
"How come my opponent hasn’t appeared yet? Is it because I read the wrong time?" Tianjun stood with a negative hand, fought back his anxiety and whispered in his heart.
Can’t help it, Tianjun loosened his stiff neck, looked up slightly, lifted his eyes from the audience and looked at the position of the sun.
"I didn’t come early. According to the schedule of the conference, the tournament is about to start. Does he know that he is lost and stage fright is not coming? If tired is not the case, then it seems that this Yunpang is a master, and he came a little early. Will he be able to compete for time? Mind attack? The water is deep enough and I have learned such a trick myself. " Tianjun is full of doubt and wisdom, and he thinks "chaos".
At this moment, a chubby young man rushed to the audience. He was indeed a little fat, and he felt wheezing when he ran. Some of them looked panting and trotted and asked, "Uncle, am I not late?"
Hearing this, Tianjun was relieved. "Finally, you’re here," he said. "We have to take a closer look. Who is it, and why is it so big? By the way, let’s see if this man has a skill. "
"Smelly boy, what have you been doing again? You really threw yourself into the face of our Van Gogh." The man hated iron and cursed the abrasive fat man, and his hands were not idle, which verified the identity of the fat man.
"Take a rest quickly. Did you go to see Yunxi girl again?" The man hit the nail on the head, which made the fat man feel ashamed.
Guess from this expression. Tianjun was surprised in his heart. He was not dissatisfied with this fat man, but thought that Yunxi was around, and he was suddenly inexplicably excited. I can’t help looking at the distance, but the distance is far apart, and the distance between the challenges is too wide. Rao exhausted his eyesight, but there was no trace of him.
Forget it, it’s better to have a competition first, and make a quick victory as soon as possible. It’s better to go there and have a look. Looking at the fat man as a scattered fairy with nine orders, it’s so hard to go back and forth, and the distance can be imagined.
Although the fat man looked a little fat, he jumped up as light as a swallow. It seems that all that glitters is not gold.
"Is it you?" Tianjun cried out in surprise.
He is all too familiar with this man, that is, the fat man who stood beside him in the queue just now, lingering for the elderly protector Yuan, who really makes people want to swear.
However, there are wild desires about Yunxi, so well, how can we miss such a great opportunity if we don’t let him have a good meal?
"Friends, the next van Gogh cloud is fat, but you are the Tianjun of Tiangu? Don’t talk nonsense, I am not welcome. " Seeing that Tianjun had no intention of making a move, Yunpang took the lead in making a move.
Tianjun’s famous yellow "color" enchantment suddenly appeared again, and Yunpang was even out of breath. Originally, he planned to see the people in the fairy realm surrender directly. Unexpectedly, he was so lucky that he ran into a person with the same strength as himself. That’s really God bless him.
This joy in my heart is not enough to describe.
A flash of yellow light from the left hand condensed a spirit shield on the chest, and a flash of poisonous light from the right hand made a waterfall.
In an instant, an aggressive water wave rose from the ground and rushed away. Under the sunlight, the blue "color" of Yinghui, like a drizzle in Lingshan, enveloped the whole ring.
Tianjun stood still, stepped out of the seven stars and stepped on the moon, and a flicker escaped this extremely fast trend.
Yunpang is sure to win this trick for himself, but whoever jumped into the other side’s position and dodged his own trick, was surprised and blurted out, "You!"
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"I what?" A voice seemed to whisper in Yunpang’s ear.
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Chapter one hundred and forty-four At first sight, Yunxi
As the saying goes, an expert knows if there is one. {ww.txt80.com fastest text chapter reading}
Seemingly evenly matched, and Yunpang knows that the opponent’s strength is higher than his own. It depends on the cultivation of the fairy realm, so this tournament doesn’t cost much mind, and there is no meaning of going on.
Tianjun was defeated by Yunpang, who was caught off guard in just one round. Panlong sword flashed and folded around his neck, but Yunpang’s flying sword had not had time to make moves.
Although I can’t believe it for a long time, the facts speak louder than words, and the discerning person can see it at a glance, and the heart is like a mirror. The strength can be seen from one move of Tianjun, and it is obviously better.
With one stroke, he tried out the strength of his opponent. Tianjun swept away the leaves with the autumn wind, cut the gordian knot quickly, and quickly ended this nightmare.
"Wait!" Yunpang shouted untimely again.
A loud noise, like a bolt from the blue, sounded in Tianjun’s ear, deafening him, and he was caught off guard, and the dragon in his hand came to a screeching halt.
"What can I do for you?" Tianjun loudly jiāo angry way.
"I, I, I didn’t do anything? Can’t I surrender and admit defeat? " Yunpang was drunk one leng one leng, and towards the end, Ai Ai said, "Daoyou cultivated for high strength, and my younger brother was ashamed of himself and candidly admit defeat, so I decided to quit the competition. There is a long way to go, and the trail will continue to practice well, hoping to catch up. " Cloud fat neck has felt the cold, so flat and agile said.
In my heart, Yunpang always remembers Yuan’s earnest teachings, and there is only one thought in his mind: "Listen to Yuan’s dharma, listen to Yuan’s dharma, and if you can’t beat it, you won’t stick to it, just surrender and be kind." Learn and ponder for the first place, and the conference will win the second place! "
"Panlong Sword!" The law enforcement elder was well-informed and recognized the origin of the flying sword in Tianjun’s hand early, and confirmed it again and again, only to be able to shout it out. He also felt that Yunpang didn’t complain.
Van Gogh’s disciple, who originally helped Yunpang out of the stadium, was stupefied for a moment. Tianjun’s quick battle made him the first disciple to advance to the quarter-finals.
"Taoist friends cover mountains with gas, just like God helps the watchers to be invincible, and the magic is like magic, colorful and profound …" Yunpang gushed, and the words of praise became more and more gorgeous, and then they completely changed their taste, and the lyrics were flattering and full of flattery.
Listening to his exaggerated praise of Tianjun’s thin face, he smiled and said, "Well, don’t be so eloquent. It’s really good to listen to Yuan’s words, right?" Laughed out a cry and left some speechless and even some M not confused Yunpang far behind.
After Tianjun won, he left the venue with a silent ceremony to the law enforcers, turned around, jumped out of the ring smartly, no matter what others thought, and then swept away, rushing from the sparsely populated side to the rightmost ring, and Yunxi might still be on the stage.