One person: A hundred years of dormancy to build a long-lived family

One night passed in a flash.

The next day's competition went on as scheduled.

It can be said that anyone who is still on the field is a favorite to win the championship.

Whether it is Zhang Chulan who doesn't want Bilian, or Wang Ye who showed Fenghou Qimen, or even Jia Zhengliang from Jiajia Village who suddenly appeared.

Everyone is a remarkable figure.

Unlike the previous one-on-one duels, which were carried out one by one, this round of eight to four selected four battles to be carried out simultaneously in four venues.

In the first venue, it was the battle between Zhang Chulan and Feng Baobao.

Zhang Chulan: Yeah.

Feng Baobao: Oh?

Zhang Chulan: ? ? ?

Feng Baobao:...

As a result, as soon as they came on the court, the two of them stared at each other, not knowing what they were doing. They were deadlocked for a long time.

Until the referee in the audience shouted impatiently:

"Are you two still going to fight or not?"

Zhang Chulan scratched his head, then said with a giggle,"Ahahaha, fight, we must fight."

After that, Zhang Chulan went straight to Feng Baobao and whispered,"Sister Baoer, let's do it according to our previous plan."

"You must act more like a real person later~"

The reason why Feng Baobao came to participate in Luotian Dajiao was to cooperate with Zhang Chulan. Now that the two of them met, Feng Baobao must let Zhang Chulan win.

But the way to win should be as reasonable as possible, and people outside the field should not obviously see that the two people are acting.

Although there is no explicit ban on match-fixing in Luotian Dajiao, it is better not to be discovered by others.

Feng Baobao nodded and made a"yeah" gesture to Zhang Chulan.

Then Zhang Chulan walked towards Feng Baobao slowly with a firm look in his eyes.

Then he gently punched Feng Baobao in the face.

"……"

This action lasted for half a minute.

"Sister Baoer, move." Zhang Chulan couldn't help but complain.

Then Feng Baobao suddenly reacted, covered her chest with force, and said expressionlessly

"You... you are so awesome. I am no match for you."

""Uh, I admit defeat."

As she spoke, Sister Baoer shook her body vigorously, pretending to fall.

The Taoist referee outside the court was a little confused. He was completely shocked by the operation of these two people.

"Can you two... act a little more like them?!"

The audience in the stands were also completely stunned.

"Oh my god...is this even possible?"

"Sister, someone is hitting you on the face, why are you covering your chest?"

"Your acting skills are probably not even as good as my brother's."

However, Luotian Dajiao did not explicitly prohibit match-fixing.

So even if people knew that it was all acting, they could not question the results of the game.

"Hey... Zhang Chulan wins!"The referee resisted the urge to hit Zhang Chulan, but announced the result.

Zhang Chulan still won.

"Don’t be Bilian!"

"I thought this kid had some strength, but now it seems that he is really cheating the first place."

There was another round of scolding on the stage.

Looking back, Zhang Chulan's advancement along the way was quite bizarre.

He was said to be strong, but in most of the games he advanced by luck and shamelessness.

But to say that he had no strength at all, he had killed his opponent directly in seconds, and he was very skilled in using the Yang Wu Lei.

Even now, many people have doubts about Zhang Chulan and think that this birdman should not be in the top four.

But these actually have no meaning to Zhang Chulan.

He has his own goals, and as long as he can achieve his goals, the methods don't matter at all.

Zhang Chulan looked around with a grin and saw Wang Ye and Jia Zhengliang fighting.

Jia Zhengliang's swordsmanship is good, and his flying sword that kills immortals can be said to be exquisite, and the whole person looks full of momentum.

Wang Ye is still sloppy, as if his attention is not on the game at all.

But strangely, Jia Zhengliang's flying sword has never been able to hit Wang Ye.

After a long stalemate, Wang Ye finally yawned.

"Mr. Jia, don't you need to use your full strength?"

"If you don't make a move, I will."

Jia Zhengliang's mind was lifted, and twelve flying knives came out at the same time, like meteors all over the sky!

Wang Ye also cheered up, and his feet instantly drew a strange pattern.

""

The next moment, before the audience could see clearly, Wang Ye had already come to Jia Zhengliang's side and successfully pressed his acupuncture points.

Jia Zhengliang had no idea what was happening and had already lost.

He was very upset, but it was useless.

It can only be said that Wang Ye, who possessed Wudang Kung Fu and Fenghou Qimen, was too strong.

As the top eight, there was actually a huge gap in strength.

"Wang Ye wins!"

……

No one expected the semi-finals to be so quick.

In the blink of an eye, two matches were already over.

At the same time, the duel between Zhang Lingyu and Ling was still going on.

Ling had always been relatively low-key, hanging out with Bai Shixue all day.

He had a good brain, but his overall strength was obviously not as good as the other top eight. To be honest, he was able to play to this level, and to be honest, his luck was even greater than Zhang Chulan's.

So within half a minute of Wang Ye defeating Jia Zhengliang, Zhang Lingyu also knocked Ling to the ground.

"Zhang Lingyu wins!"

The third of the top four has been decided, and now only Lv Ling'er and Feng Shayan are left.

Everyone turned their attention to Lv Ling'er.

But they found that even now, Lv Ling'er was still standing alone in her area, watching TV dramas out of boredom.

Feng Shayan had not played yet.

"Oh my god, why doesn’t this person come?"

"I want to see what new tricks Miss Lu has up her sleeve. Why is she still not calling?"

"Could it be that she gave up the competition because of fear? That's Feng Shayan from Tianxiahui!"

"……"

The audience was talking about it, and Lu Linger herself was a little overwhelmed.

Until the referee finally read the countdown.

"5……4……3"

"2……1"

"Since Fengshayan did not participate in the competition on time, it is considered as a voluntary withdrawal"

"Lu Linger, win!"

Lu Linger really couldn't think that she would win a round in this way in such a crucial match of the top eight.

She looked up and saw the rest area of the Ten Lords. Feng Zhenghao, the president of the Tianxia Association, was looking at her with a smile and even waved at her.

Looking more carefully, she found that Feng Shayan was standing behind Feng Zhenghao.

Lu Linger understood in an instant.

This was the Feng family taking the initiative to show goodwill to her.

Feng Shayan came to beg her before, asking her to teach Wang Bing a lesson.

As a result, she crippled Wang Bing, which obviously satisfied the Feng family.

And Feng Shayan's way of thanking her was to take the initiative to give her a place in the semi-finals.

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