System: Auto Pickup Is On

Yanshan said that he didn't have the confidence, and his voice gradually lowered.

Lu Yan and Wu Miao were also full of embarrassment, and any fool could tell that the head of Yanshan was talking nonsense, because just now the head of Yanshan said that Daoling would win. How in the blink of an eye, it became Dao Ling who was not good at learning art.

But Yanshan's identity is here, and it is impossible for Lu Yan and Wu Miao to really confront him head-on. He could only quickly change the topic and said: "I see, but I also want to congratulate Luo Deacon for winning this crucial first victory. Luo Deacon will get two number plates at once. His ranking has reached the top in an instant."

On the street, Luo Tian slowly changed back to normal, with the butcher's knife inserted back into his waist. Then he kicked Daoling who fell to the ground.

"Explode Cultivation Technique, explode Cultivation Technique. Sky Lingling, Earth Lingling, explode Cultivation Technique to me, if you don't explode, you're a bastard..."

Luo Tian muttered in his mouth, and then saw Daoling's body turned over with a huge light ball.

"Cultivation Technique, must be Cultivation Technique!"

Luo Tian bent down to pick it up, pretending to help Daoling up.

"Ding... pick up the super Cultivation Technique "Giant Sword Fight"!"

Luo Tian was suddenly filled with excitement, and the corners of his mouth rose wildly. It is what you want!

"Luo Tian deacon wins!"

The internal staff deacon outside announced loudly, and then walked in quickly. Helping Luo Tian to hold Dao Ling up and said: "Luo deacon, leave him to me. You can start the next battle."

Luo Tian asked softly: "What about the one thousand points?"

The internal staff deacon replied: "Don't worry. The bet that has been recorded will not be invalidated. After Daoling deacon wakes up, Wuta will naturally urge him to complete the bet as soon as possible. This is the number plate you won."

After accepting the number plate, Luo Tian grinned and said: "Okay, your shield should be repaired too. I'll go prepare for the next battle."

After speaking, Luo Tian left quickly and walked out of the shield. A group of people outside applauded wildly.

"Good fight!"

"Luo deacon is really amazing."

"Luo deacon, I bought you a complete victory. You must not lose!"

Luo Tian waved to the people around him. Before walking a few steps, three deacons in front suddenly jumped out.

"Luo Tian, ​​I want to fight with you!"

"Luo Tian, ​​come on, continue the competition."

"Luo Tian, ​​I accept your number plate."

Seeing the three people who jumped out, Luo Tian was startled. Then he smiled and said: "If you want to compete with me, let's talk after catching up with me."

Turning around and running, Luo Tian rushed into the crowd without hesitation. The three deacons immediately cursed: "Luo Tian, ​​coward!"

"You little coward, come back to me!"

"Luo Tian, ​​you are still not a man."

The voice gradually faded away from behind, Luo Tian didn't even have the intention to scold back. As soon as the three of them jumped out, Luo Tian knew what they wanted to do.

Wheel battle!

While he had just finished a competition. Three people come out to pick up cheap?

Luo Tian could guess their plans with his knees. It is nothing more than using continuous fighting to consume all his martial energy, not giving him the slightest chance to breathe, and relying on this stupid method to win him.

Luo Tian would not be fooled by such a fool. Especially since he just got a new super Cultivation Technique. The most urgent thing is to find a place to rest, rest, and give his healing Talent some time to recover from his injuries. Let the martial energy recover, and by the way, get acquainted with the giant sword art is the right way.

As for the next battle, with three number plates in hand, he didn't panic at all. Anyway, even if the elimination continues, it should be the elimination of the deacon with the two numbers in his hand. For a while, he was perfectly safe.

"Well, find a secluded place, just the roof."

Luo Tian first turned into a deserted alley, and before anyone could catch up, he jumped onto the roof. After a few moves, he completely disappeared from the sight of the crowd. Seeing this, several deacons who wanted to catch up to him could only curse cunning secretly, and then left depressed!

...

On the other side, Zhang Fatty is also fighting.

His opponent was actually a female deacon. Among the third-class deacons, female deacons can be described as rare. It's not that it's hard for a female deacon to be promoted to the third class. It's just because most of the female deacons went to work as internal staff. Women among the field deacon can be said to be quite rare. It's luck to meet one.

There is no doubt that Zhang Fatty's luck is nothing to say. Especially in terms of bad luck, it is a must.

The one he met was probably a very strong existence among the third-class deacons. Instead of Zhang Fatty going through dozens of tricks, he was completely at a disadvantage. Whether the opponent is Li Yuan, Min Yuan, or Jing Yuan, they all crush him.

Especially with the phantom flying needle, Zhang Fatty is about to turn into a hedgehog.

"Wait, wait. Don't throw it away, there's no place to plug it in!"

Zhang Fatty ran in circles inside the shield. With silver needles all over his head and buttocks, it looks like he robbed a sewing shop.

His opponent, Mo Yu, Mo Deacon has no intention of stopping. While throwing the flying needle leisurely, he said: "I really don't know how you managed to get to the second round. Still not admitting defeat? Do you really want to be paralyzed in bed from now on?"

Twisting a golden needle between her fingers, Mo Yu's eyes were already aimed at Zhang Fatty's vital parts. That's probably where Zhang Fatty didn't get caught in the end.

Feeling the murderous intent of "killing the chicken", Zhang Fatty stopped immediately, covered the key parts first, and then said sternly: "I will not be polite if you do this again. You are too bullying. I didn't want to do anything to women. Don't Make me."

Mo Yu burst out laughing, and said: "Forcing you? How about I force you? With your level, you can still resist. You do it, but you do it for me!"

"That's what you said, do it!"

Zhang Fatty shouted angrily, but he still stood still.

Mo Yu stared at him and said: "Damn Fatty, are you kidding me? You are moving!"

Zhang Fatty grinned and said, "I've already moved."

Mo Yu frowned and said, "I think you are already dead. Go to hell!"

As he said that, Mo Yu asked for the last golden needle to end up with Zhang Fatty. But the moment she raised her hand, she felt her strength disappear like a stream of water.

The strange situation made Mo Yu a little astonished, and when she turned her head to look, she found that a strange hand was grabbing her ankle.

The icy touch is like ice that freezes everything. Mo Yu was a little dazed, not knowing where this hand came from. Then she saw Zhang Fatty throw a huge ball.

"burst!"

With a roar, Zhang Fatty's ball landed on Mo Yu's body.

There was a loud explosion, and Mo Yu fell to the ground in response, his flesh and blood were mutilated by the explosion, and he could no longer get up.

Even with martial energy defense, Zhang Fatty's Sky Rumble Ball is not so easy to defend against, not to mention that Mo Yu's strength has been absorbed, and even the martial energy defense cannot support it.

After defeating the enemy with one move, Zhang Fatty said with a long sigh of relief: "We finally won, but luckily the opponent's brain is not good."