Son-in-law Dan Zun

boom!

Under the gaze of the sky, there was finally a figure, shooting out from the center of the colliding storm.

Then, he slammed onto the battlefield.

Immediately afterwards, countless gazes froze there.

It is Zhuo Yunfei.

"Zhuo Yunfei actually lost?" The hearts of countless people in Tianyucheng were shaking violently at this moment.

Originally, in the eyes of many people, there was no suspense in this battle at all.

Zhuo Yunfei can easily win.

However.

Who would have thought that Zhuo Yunfei would still be defeated by Tu Tian, ​​even with the use of the Zhuo family heirloom fire cloud flame knife.

"How could this be?" Zhuo Wenshan's expression was extremely gloomy, and his eyes were full of disbelief.

In order to seek stability, he even secretly handed the Huoyun flaming knife to Zhuo Yunfei for use.

However, Zhuo Yunfei was still defeated.

When will the Eighth-Rank Supreme Realm be so strong?

"So he is the most enchanting person in the group?" Murong Rui's heart trembled violently.

"If the news is false, I don't believe it." Murong Fu smiled bitterly, seeing Luo Wushu's group showing their enchanting appearances one after another, he seemed to be vaguely certain of something.

Lin Fengcai regained his graceful demeanor not long after, and disappeared again, his face was just extremely cold.

If Tu Tian was able to defeat Zhuo Yunfei, wouldn't that mean he could also defeat him?

What if he met Tu Tian in the second round?

Wu Di's eyes also became extremely cold, but he didn't feel a trace of remorse in his heart.

If there is regret medicine.

He would never agree to Zhuo Yunfei's request and put himself in a difficult situation now.

"I..." Zhuo Yunfei raised his head and stared at Tu Tian helplessly, his eyes filled with a sense of powerlessness.

The knife just now was definitely the strongest knife he had ever experienced.

However, it still failed miserably.

"What are you, call grandpa now, and you have to die!"

Tu Tian's figure flashed, and it turned into a rainbow light and shot towards Zhuo Yunfei.

"Bang!"

A low and violent sound came out.

Immediately, Zhuo Yunfei's embarrassed figure burst into a cloud of blood.

"hiss!"

The vast world is slightly silent.

For a time, only the sound of gasping for breath kept coming out.

Zhuo Yunfei, one of the four young masters of Tianyu, died.

"Man, you have already killed it, and return the things to the Zhuo family." Zhuo Wenshan said in a deep voice, breaking the silence.

Although he was angry, there was nothing he could do.

Everyone knows that behind the competition, there is the will of the senior in the temple.

Even if he borrowed 10,000 courage, he would not dare to intervene in the battle.

"Also?" Tu Tian glanced at Zhuo Wenshan sarcastically.

Immediately, Zhuo Yunfei's storage ring and Huoyun flame knife were put away.

Although he has only been in the arena for a few months, he has a wealth of novel experience as a reserve.

According to some popular plot developments in the novel, if today, he will return the fairy to the Zhuo family.

The Zhuo family will definitely come back to deal with him with immortal weapons.

That being the case, of course not.

"You dare to steal my Zhuo family's heirloom artifact?" Many Zhuo family powerhouses became furious and looked extremely gloomy.

"Stolen?" Tu Tian grinned and said with a smile, "Now this is my trophy."

People are not rich without windfalls, and horses are not fattened without nights, and the immortal artifact he has obtained wants him to return it.

Everyone: "..."

With Zhuo Yunfei's death, it was announced that the fight between the two was over, and the competition on the battlefield continued to break out.

As for Tu Tian, ​​naturally no one dared to take action against him, so he entered the second round logically.

In the eighth group, Wu Di and Yun Shang also took the stage.

However, the two did not fight, they just ensured that they would stay in the top ten and enter the second round.

As for Mo Fan, it was not until the tenth group that he successfully entered the stage.

In this group, Mo Fan also suffered some targeting.

The two powerhouses of the City Lord's Mansion and the Yun Family joined forces to deal with him.

However, since the two did not want to kill Mo Fan, Mo Fan did not continue to kill after defeating the two.

When the first round of ten sets of competitions were all over, it was noon.

The scorching sun hangs high in the sky.

The atmosphere of the square mountain has also become more and more hot.

Practitioners who can enter the second round are naturally not ordinary people.

The confrontation will be even more exciting.

The old man came to the stage and said loudly: "The second round of the competition will be a one-on-one battle in the form of a lottery."

"Winners advance, losers are eliminated."

"After two consecutive battles, I will select the bottom five of the remaining twenty-five players."

"These five people can choose a challenge from the remaining twenty people at will."

"Win, replace the opponent."

"Defeat, directly eliminated."

Luo Wushu and others knew about the rules the old man said before participating in the competition.

Although such a rule will have certain contingency, it is also to improve efficiency.

Sometimes luck itself is part of strength.

Going to the secret realm left by Jiujian Tianxian is to pursue opportunities.

If there is no luck, even obtaining the qualification to enter the secret realm is in vain.

The old man waved his hand and saw that the originally huge battle platform was divided into five at this moment, independent of each other.

Then, he took the list that the people on the side had already arranged, and said aloud:

"Battlefield No. 1, Du Ziteng vs. Lu Weiben!"

"Battlefield No. 2, Mo Fan fights Murong Hao!"

"Battlefield No. 3, Chen Zichao vs. Yunshang!"

"Battlefield No. 4, Jian Blind vs. Zhan Yunxiao!"

"Battlefield No. 5, Chen Ziyun vs. Li Qing!"

After the old man finished reading, many people discovered that there was actually a pair of egg-born brothers in the top 100.

Ten people came on stage one after another, and five battle stages fought at the same time, also to improve efficiency.

The opponents of Mo Fan and Jian Blind are not weak, one is the strong man of the City Lord Mansion, and the other is the strong man of the Yun family.

But it was difficult to cause too much trouble for the two of them.

Especially Yun Xiao, after a little fight, he resolutely conceded defeat.

If he knew, he would have met Jian Blind in the second round, and he should have teamed up with Lin Xiao and others during the melee at that time.

As for the other battle stages, Lu Weiben, Yun Shang, and Li Qing also advanced smoothly.

The twin brothers, who only stunned everyone for a short time, were eliminated tragically.

But this also made people see the intensity of the second round.

Luo Wushu looked at this admiration calmly, and there was not much disturbance in his heart.

The world of martial arts was originally full of various struggles.

No matter where you are, it's the same.

It's just that the level of competition varies from place to place.

Soon, An Yixue and others were also named one after another, boarded the battle stage to compete, and successfully advanced.

"Brother Luo, you are the only one left among us, don't hold back, you are left behind!"

Tu Tian grinned and said, however, this is naturally a joke.

With the strength Luo Wushu showed in the first round, no one should have the ability to eliminate him.

"I'll try my best!" Luo Wushu smiled slightly, his eyes swept across the battlefield casually.

It doesn't matter who he draws as his opponent.

"Battlefield No. 1, Murong Hua vs. Linping!"

"The second battle platform, Lin Feng vs. Luo Wushu!"

…………

The old man continued to read out the new batch of battle lists. When they heard that Lin Feng was fighting against Luo Wushu, many people's eyes narrowed.

Then, look funny.

Is this a narrow road for enemies?