Commentary, it doesn’t exist. No one can stop you from looking wherever you want. Moreover, these people’s eyesight is good. Even if they stand far away, they can clearly see what is happening in the ring.

This competition can be said to be full of talents, but there are only three prefecture-level players in the entire competition field!

However, most of them are at the peak of the yellow level, and they are considered masters among small forces, but they are really not enough to watch in this big scene.

In Arena No. 7, a young man with eagle eyes and a hooked nose looked at the man in front of him with disdain, showing no interest at all.

This person is the top disciple of Kunlun! One of the earth-level existences! He is also the one with the highest cultivation level among the earth-level!

"Are you going to admit defeat on your own or do you want me to beat you until you admit defeat?" The hawk-eyed man said disdainfully as he looked at the young man in front of him whose cultivation had reached the late yellow level.

This young man also knew that he couldn't beat him, but in order not to lose face, he just clenched his fists and charged forward!

The distance of more than ten meters was almost no distance. In an instant, this young man rushed behind Kunlun! Taekwondo! Just when he thought he was about to succeed, a disdainful smile flashed across the corner of the Kunlun disciple's mouth!

"Bang!" There was only a loud bang, and the young man who rushed up flew out of the ring like a kite with a broken string! Blood was thrown in the air!

An elder immediately blocked the cultivation of this Kunlun disciple! He immediately rushed to the disciple who was knocked away!

"All the internal organs are damaged and there is no possibility of repair. I am afraid that I will be a useless person from now on." said the elder who appraised him.

Although this has no impact on their sect, it is definitely not what everyone is willing to do if something like this happens!

"Fellow Daoist Kunlun, this disciple of yours has extraordinary qualifications! However, his temperament is a little impatient." The old man in white robe said, seeming to be sizing him up.

"Hmph, this world is ultimately inhabited by those with strength. If you are not strong enough, how can you blame others for not being kind to you?"

Although the old men next to him did not refute these words, they had already begun to draw a black label on him in their hearts.

The young man who was seriously injured also had a pale face. When he heard that he could no longer practice, his whole body turned pale: I am afraid that he will be abandoned.

This small force didn't even dare to say a word. After all, they were from a powerful sect. How could I, a small force, have the ability to stand up in front of others? So I had to give up on this matter.

No. 7 was the first to finish, and the subsequent games also ended one by one. However, they were all minor injuries at most, and the two of them had a great time fighting. This unpleasant thing did not happen again. After all, the forces were about the same, and so did everyone.

After enough eye addiction, only by being with powerful people can the most entertaining battles occur, and both people can also show off their own proud martial arts.

The battle that followed was the rear rank. It took a total of three days. All the competitions were over. There was no doubt that all three prefecture levels were promoted. There were no serious injuries in the subsequent battles, let alone the dead.

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After another screening based on strength, a total of 100 people were selected to participate in this competition.

I have to say that there is an element of luck in this rule, and this luck is very mysterious. It was obtained by the same person! I avoided three competitions in the past! This is luck, I don’t know what else it is.

thing......

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