Urban Cultivation: I Was Dug Out Again

The audience's emotions needed to be appeased, so a normal battle was finally arranged for the third game.

"The third game is between Ouyang Yehuo and Ma Jiuer. Players from both sides are asked to enter the field to prepare."

Both sides have the late-stage combat power of An Jin, and neither can crush the other. This is a real battle between dragons and tigers.

Both sides were at full strength from the beginning. Ma Jiuer stopped eating sugar-coated haws. Her opponent was super strong. If she didn't pay attention, she would be able to break through the corpse puppet's defense.

In order to fight against Ouyang Yehuo, the corpse puppet she controlled entered the field with a huge fine iron shield, preparing to fight Ouyang Yehuo to consume it.

After all, corpse puppets are not afraid of attrition battles, and human physical strength is limited. I have to say that Ma Jiuer's strategy is very good.

It depends on whether she can defend herself against Ouyang Yehuo's stormy attack.

Players lounge.

Zhang Qilin stood up with his sword depressed. He didn't understand why his cousin and his family arranged it like this. He knew his own strength. Facing Li Mengmeng might be his only hope of getting a ticket to the qualifying round, but he had to watch this. He hoped to let him go. Although he did so, he must be very unconvinced in his heart.

He believed that his family and Ma Tianming's family had made sacrifices for some benefit.

"Are you particularly unconvinced?" A pleasant female voice came from behind.

Zhang Qilin knew it was his cousin serving in the Hidden Dragon Guard as soon as he heard it.

"No."

"Still saying no? Your dissatisfaction is all written on your face." No. 6 smiled lightly.

"Yes, I am not convinced. Facing Li Mengmeng is my only chance. Why do you ask me to admit defeat?"

"Silly boy, will my cousin harm you? There are some things I can't tell you clearly. The Zhang family will still need you to be in charge in the future. What do you think we need to make our Zhang family prosperous?"

"strength."

"Yes, strength, but as the head of the family in the future, you will also need brains."

"I'm not stupid."

"You are indeed smart, but sometimes you are too upright. Letting you admit defeat this time will definitely bring greater benefits to you."

"The qualification for the World Championship is just a false name. Didn't you see that the Ma family and the Bei family spared no effort to cooperate and admit defeat? Didn't you see that Ma Tianming was so happy after losing?"

"Why?"

"Because there are benefits. Here, take this. The benefit the other gave you can only drink a small cup every day. Remember not to drink more. This is a rare divine thing. Even your cousin I didn't get much. .”

"This is... wine? It smells so good." Zhang Qilin swallowed.

"You want me to admit defeat just for such a bottle of top-notch wine?" Zhang Qilin didn't understand.

"Haha, do you think this is a simple wine? Just this bottle of wine can help you break through the late stage of Dark Strength. Strength is the most important. Without strength, what's the use of gaining more false names?" No. 6 said earnestly. said.

"This bottle of wine can help me break through to the late stage?" As the disciples of major aristocratic families have broken through to the late stage, he is still stuck in the middle stage and it is almost becoming his inner demon. The more anxious he is, the less able he is to break through.

But now his cousin comes over with a bottle of wine and tells him that after drinking this bottle of wine, he will be able to break through to the later stages of cultivation. Isn't this troublesome?

"Won't you try and find out if your cousin lied to you?" No. 6 smiled slyly and charmingly.

"Okay, let me try to see if what you said is true." Zhang Qilin immediately found a paper cup and poured a full cup.

"Ouch~ Where can I pour so much?" No. 6 quickly grabbed it and poured a small amount into the bottom of the cup.

"You can only drink so much every day. If you drink too much, you will explode and die."

"What the hell? Can this wine make people explode?" Zhang Qilin was a little numb and didn't dare to take the glass of wine.

"Drink. This is okay. It won't kill you. Hurry up." No. 6 was about to hold his nose and drink.

"Hey, hey, I'll do it myself." Zhang Qilin quickly dodged his cousin's clutches and took a small sip from the paper cup.

It was sweet and mellow in the mouth and lingered in the mouth. It was truly a rare and excellent wine, better than any wine he had ever drunk.

But the heat rising from his stomach and the warmth flowing to his limbs and bones surprised him. He felt that internal energy began to grow in his body and expand his meridians.

"Cousin, this..."

"Drink it quickly, then do some exercise and adjust your breathing. Don't waste it."

"Oh, okay." Zhang Qilin immediately followed the instructions, feeling the surge of strength in his body. Zhang Qilin knew that his cousin did not lie to him. This wine could indeed help him break through the later stages of cultivation and untie the knot in his heart.

He no longer thought about those messy things, and began to adjust his breath and exercise with peace of mind.

On the court, Ouyang Yehuo and Ma Jiuer had already entered into a fierce battle.

Ouyang Yehuo's spear skills were so domineering that Ma Jiuer huddled behind the corpse puppet without even daring to show his head.

The fine iron shield was dented in pieces after being beaten, and it was almost unable to hold up.

Under the repeated attacks, Ouyang Yehuo was slightly out of breath. This big iron lump was just defensive and did not attack at all.

"Jinghong falls." Another powerful and heavy shot hit him.

"Dang~" The huge corpse puppet took two steps back, firmly protecting Ma Jiuer behind it.

"How come this wild bitch isn't exhausted yet? My corpse puppet can hardly hold on anymore. If the corpse puppet is broken, how can I compete in the future?" Ma Jiuer was anxious.

After being subjected to repeated powerful attacks, the corpse puppet was in a very bad condition. Some key parts had begun to be damaged. After a few more fierce attacks, the corpse puppet was about to fall apart.

She secretly observed Ouyang Yehuo's condition. Although he was a little out of breath, his strength did not look like he was exhausted. Instead, he became more and more fierce.

"Let me see how long this zombie puppet of yours can last? Try my trick."

"The peacock spreads its tail." Countless gun shadows appeared like a peacock spreading its tail.

"It's really tough, I give up." Ma Jiu'er didn't dare to accept this move. He controlled the corpse puppet and turned around and ran away. The large stainless steel shield behind him was beaten into a pile of scrap metal by the dense gun shadows. If he didn't If you admit defeat, the next shot will hit the corpse puppet directly.

"Ouyang Yehuo wins."

"The Queen is mighty."

"The queen is domineering."

There was a lot of joy at the scene. The Queen's popularity is indeed very high.

The audience enjoyed this performance and successfully soothed the audience's emotions.

There was also a lot of praise for the queen on the forum, and her popularity remained high, firmly occupying the top spot on the list.

Ma Tianming, Zhang Qilin, and the three dogs of Beiwuhan were at the bottom.

Before the audience's excitement is over, Licking Dog No. 2 is online.

"In the fourth game, Mi Xiaoxue plays against Bei Wuhan. Players from both sides are invited to come on stage and prepare."

[What else are you preparing for? Let’s go straight to the next game. I bet 50 cents that this dog will give in immediately]

[Haha, brother sees everything clearly]

The three seniors remained completely silent. If they said anything at this moment, they would be scolded. There was no need to feel uncomfortable.

This is also true, but the dog Bei Wuhan will fall before the referee calls start.

Damn it, are you in such a hurry? It’s just a competition to see who loses faster and dares to be more aggressive.

"Uh~ I haven't called start yet." The referee looked at Bei Wuhan who had already stretched out his body with a depressed look on his face.

"Really? Haha~ Then shout quickly." Bei Wuhan squinted his eyes and urged quietly.

"I'm still yelling. You're lying down so straight. I can't even scream." The referee of Hidden Dragon Guard was almost crying. Do you want to do this to me? Now I am the most embarrassed.

To shout or not to shout, that is the question.

"The North Wuhan player suddenly suffered from a physical condition, and Mi Xiaoxue won." The referee immediately came up with a perfect excuse.

Then Beiwu Han stood up in an instant and held his hand to Mi Xiaoxue with admiration on his face.

"Sister Xiaoxue is amazing. I fainted just now when I was shocked by your momentum. I admire you so much."

Damn it, I really wanted to beat him to death, the referee’s fists clenched loudly.

[Giant dog, invincible dog, the whole world owes him a golden man, my blood pressure is almost soaring to 280]

[Honey, please get my quick-acting heart-saving pills, my heart is almost jumping into my throat]

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