After the Rebirth of the Unbeatable Queen

Qingcheng is not very curious about such a challenge. What she is more curious about is what stage of strength the top fifty disciples have basically reached, and she even has some expectations about how much her strength can rank if they really fight.

The first choice is to play five teams of players, each of which will go to the arena that will be drawn immediately. Except for the largest arena in the center of the arena, there are a total of five arenas in the four corners around the arena.

At this time, a person also appeared next to each arena, the elder of the outer door.

Qingcheng said lightly: "Master, although the rules say that names cannot be hurt, it is inevitable that you will be injured in the fight. If you fail the challenge in the first match, and you are beaten so that you can't fight again, you still have two chances. How about it?"

An embarrassed smile suddenly appeared on Yun Yangzi's face, "I really don't know about this question..."

Qingcheng turned her head to look, "Master wouldn't be, you never attend such an occasion, do you?"

Yun Yangzi immediately nodded honestly, "That's right, Master really never looks at it. These people are so weak, what's so good about seeing them fight?"

Hearing his undisguised disgust, Lu Yan suddenly felt a little ashamed, and hurriedly said, "Old Ancestor, in fact, the talents of these disciples are still acceptable."

Qingcheng smiled and said, "Master, you can't treat these sect disciples with your standard."

Yun Yangzi directly signaled again, "Little Lu, tell Xiaoli'er what's going on."

Lu Yan twitched at the corner of his mouth, boy Lu? Although it sounds young, this name is not suitable for the general public in the hall, right?

This is not the time to talk about these things, Lu Yan said quickly: "It's like this, the challengers all choose three opponents they want to challenge at once, and then start the challenge from low to high. If you fail, there is usually no need to fight for the next two games."

Qingcheng nodded, "Understood."

At this time, looking at the people in the center of the field and the disciples, they have already entered a white-hot state, and the disparity in strength is not too great.

Long Feiye said in a good mood: "Xiao Bai, how about we take a big bet?"

Yue Mobai glanced at him lightly, "There are many more successes."

"Yo! You still know me! Haha! However, I don't think that there are many successes. Those disciples are so stupid. I don't know if they are cultivating in peacetime. I still feel that I have failed a lot!" Long Feiye looked disgusted. appearance.

Lu Yan glared at him: "How did you talk?"

Long Feiye said indifferently, "Isn't it?"

After Qingcheng watched the situation, he immediately said, "Count me, I win more bets."

Long Feiye was suddenly unhappy, "Little Li'er! Why are you standing on Xiaobai's side?"

"I only choose what I see." Qingcheng said lightly, "By the way, I bet, I bet 10,000 gold coins. It's good to lose one for one."

Yue Mobai chuckled, "I also have ten thousand gold coins."

Yun Yangzi was also interested, "This seat is also betting on their failure, a low-grade spar, old boy, do you want to come?"

Qian Jue shook his head, a little lack of interest, he is not a person who likes lively, and he didn't want to sit here and watch the game today, but he couldn't resist Yun Yangzi pulling hard.

Lu Yan, the first elder, and some disciples who heard it, couldn't help but see black lines on their foreheads. Their ancestors were really different, not only gambling! Still having no confidence in them, he silently recited towards the field: Disciple! You have to fight for Master!