Douluo's strongest beast martial arts

Chapter 92 Cheating?

In the city directly under the jurisdiction of Yunzong, in Yuncheng Soul Arena, the entrance of the Zongmen team participating in the preliminary round is about to end.

"Zhou Can, have you seen the figure of Sixiangzong?"

Lie Yang, who entered the arena early, asked the handsome man next to him.

Zhou Can replied: "No, it seems that the four-faced sect didn't come."

Lie Yang was taken aback for a moment, and said: "I didn't come, it's impossible!"

"You don't need to look for it. The Four Unlike Sect is indeed not here. Not only the Four Unlike Sect, but even the Iron Armor Sect is coming."

At this time Lieyang spoke.

"Brother, are you right?" Lie Yang said in surprise.

"That's right. According to my investigation, the Iron Armored Sect has already gone to Xuangui City to participate in the preliminary competition across regions. As for the Four Immortals Sect, there is no definite news yet. However."

Lie Ri spoke halfway, then stopped.

"Brother, but what."

Lie Yang is a little anxious, he urgently needs to know the whereabouts of Sixiangzong, because he wants to fight Yuntian so much.

Lie Ri said: "According to the spies of the sect, the Four Immortals went directly to Tianlan Forest after passing the preliminary selection. Presumably they should participate in the preliminary competition across regions in Tianlan City."

"Brother, is this all true?"

Lie Yang was both excited and regretful.

What is exciting is that he still has the opportunity to fight against Yuntian, as long as he leads the Raging Flame Sect to advance, he can meet the Four Immortal Sect in White Tiger City.

It is a pity that he did not meet Sixiangzong during the preliminary round.

"Ah."

Lieyang nodded.

"Okay, then let's enter the promotion round."

Lie Yang took a deep breath, showing a firm look on his face.

"Will do!"

Lieyang patted him on the shoulder as a sign of reassurance.

In Lie Yang's mind, Lie Yang is everything to him, and it is also the future of Lie Yanzong.

Since the preliminary selection, Lie Yang seemed to have been stimulated and changed himself. He returned to the sect and immediately immersed himself in the Golden Crow Fire Pool to practice hard.

In just three months, he went up four levels in a row and was promoted to level 37 soul master.

This level of perseverance completely shocked everyone in the Raging Flame Sect.

As Lie Yang's own brother, he can naturally see the reason.

Undoubtedly, he was stimulated by the astonishing talent of the disciples of the Sixiang Sect, which made him undergo such a transformation.

In order to be able to help Lie Yang, he tried his best to investigate the whereabouts of the Four Unlike Schools, and by the way, paid attention to the Iron Armor School, which was the deadly enemy of the Four Unlike Schools.

The lottery grouping of the Tianlan City Soul Arena ended, and the Tianlan City City Lord took out small wooden tokens from the big wooden box in front of him, and threw them lightly at the host, and she announced it.

"The first round of the first group of the preliminary round, Shenhuozong vs. Shiyanzong, No. 20 ring!"

"The first round of the second group of the preliminaries, Ice and Snow Sect vs. Huangsha Sect, NO.19 ring!"

"The first round of the first group of the preliminaries, the four unlike sects vs. chasing wind sect, ring number eight!"

The host successively announced the Zongmen squads that needed to be played in the first round, which were distributed in various small arenas.

Most sect squads don't care too much about their opponents, as long as they don't meet the first and second squads of Tian Lanzong.

But when Yuntian and others and Zhuifengzong and others heard about it, they were stunned at the same time.

Perhaps, this is fate, let the two meet again.

"Damn, it's too coincidental. In the first match, I met Little Bird Sect!"

Zhou Peng let out a soft cry, his eyes filled with sympathy for the Wind Chasing Sect.

"Who of you want to play?"

Facing such a weak opponent, Yun Tian has no interest at all.

"I won't go, they are too good."

Zhou Peng shook his head again and again, for fear that Yun Tian would choose him to play.

"I'm not going either!"

Ma Ling'er was also decisive enough, knowing that it was better to strike first, and spoke first.

"Well, it looks like there are only seven of us."

Yun Tian glanced at the two of them, dumbfounded.

"Please hurry up and play, or you will be disqualified!"

At this moment, the host's urging voice sounded.

"Go, hurry up!"

Yun Tian hurriedly urged everyone to trot to the No. [-] ring, while Zhou Peng and Ma Ling'er went to the viewing area specially designated for substitute players in the Soul Arena.

The wide, bright and colorful robes floated up as Yun Tian and the others trotted, like a butterfly spreading its wings, which was particularly eye-catching.

"My God, how many generations of blessings has this Fengzhui sect accumulated in his previous life? He found a soft persimmon."

"That's right, how much combat power this idiot can have is the level of cannon fodder."

"What if, Sixiangzong has that strength."

"Impossible, unless the sun comes out in the west."

There was a lot of discussion in the auditorium, and basically they were not optimistic about Sixiangzong.

Because in the eyes of the audience, the Sixiangzong is not a team of soul masters at all, but a group of idiots and clowns.

Yun Tian and the others seemed to have developed immunity to these cold winds, and they didn't care about it on the way to the ring.

At this time, in their hearts, what they are most concerned about is how to savage the Chasing Wind Sect and use their strength to stop everyone's mouths.

The voices of the Zhaifeng Sect were very loud. This was something to be happy about, but they couldn't be happy at all. Their faces were as ugly as those of dead parents.

Such a strange scene made the referee of the No. [-] ring completely dumbfounded.

After all, in his eyes, the Sixiangzong is just an ant that can be crushed to death.

Listening to the cheers of the audience, you will understand.

"Sorry, we're late!"

Yun Tian leaped lightly, onto the ring, and apologized.

Bing Ning's six people also jumped up at this moment.

"Well, let the team get ready."

The referee gave him a contemptuous look and nodded.

"Array!"

Yun Tian gave a serious drink, and Bing Ning's six people lined up in an orderly formation. Their speed and quality were like elite soldiers, completely stupefied the referee and the audience who were paying attention here.

"Referee, can we start?"

Yun Tian glanced at Qin Shou, who had a gloomy face, hesitated, and was making an important decision, and turned to ask the referee.

"Ahem, just to clarify, friendship comes first, competition comes second. During the competition, do not intentionally hurt people's lives, otherwise you will be disqualified."

The referee coughed twice, briefly explained some rules, and indicated that the two teams can start.

However, as soon as his words fell, the Wind Chasing Sect made a decision that was incomprehensible to everyone.

"Referee, we will admit defeat to Chasing Wind Sect!"

Qin Shou took out a white flag from nowhere, hung it in his hand, and raised it up.

Looking at the shape of this white flag, Yun Tian felt a little familiar, and when he glanced at Qin Shou's loose crotch belt, he understood everything.

The other people who were ready to show their talents were completely stunned, their eyes wide open, and they stared blankly at the Chasing Wind Sect who jumped off the ring in a panic and left the Soul Arena in a hurry.

Not only them, but also the referees and the audience who are paying attention here.

"This this"

This is the first time the referee has encountered such a situation, and it is difficult to make a decision for a while.

"This time doesn't count, it doesn't look like Zong cheated!"

The audience shouted loudly, the sound was like thunder, and gradually caused a commotion in the whole city. Even the other sect teams who were duel stopped at this moment and looked towards the No. [-] ring.

Yun Tian directly chose to ignore the noise, faced the referee, cupped his hands and said, "Referee, can I announce the result?"

(End of this chapter)