Fantasy: Starting as a cannon fodder villain

"A few of you are the main event, so you can't play at the beginning, but now the battle situation is clear, there are two hundred people left in the Lotus Holy Land, and one hundred people left in the Holy Land.

"After ten battles in each fighting arena, the fighting will stop, a total of two hundred fighting arenas, how about the advantage of two hundred people in the Lotus Holy Land, the Holy Land has an average of two battles per person.

"But it's not that simple, of course you can choose to play multiple battles alone, without further ado, let's get started."

Zang Feng waved his hand again, and forty figures appeared on the fighting arena, the strength of the two sides was very evenly distributed, and all of them were extraordinary monks.

Obviously, this is what Zang Feng said about fairness, and the person who plays first is obviously not advantageous, so Zang Feng will divide the first battle equally, so that the victory and defeat are also five or five.

But then, the winner plays, and the loser can choose a stronger opponent to fight and win the game.

After that, the winners and losers are exchanged, and the other party can do the same thing, and the wins and losses are considered to be flat, which is the intention of Zang Feng to set up a combat method like this.

The people who were shrouded in the streamer between the two sides were naturally the leaders of those disciples, such as Long Aotian and his party on the side of the Holy Land.

The same is true for the eight people in the Lotus Holy Land, but the number of the other party is obviously more than one on their side, but this is because Xiao Yujing did not appear.

Mu Qing's eyes flashed at this time, and she was constantly analyzing the way to win, after all, this was good news for them in a one-on-one battle.

It's just a matter of the order of appearance, for example, the number of people they appeared this time is twenty people from the transcendent realm, so these twenty battles, they should be in their heyday.

In this way, they have more than one-fifth of the score, and as for the possibility of the so-called heyday, it is still very possible in Mu Qing's opinion.

After all, they have experienced so many battles before, and they have also gained a lot of benefits, and they can be regarded as making great progress.

In the same extraordinary state, they should be able to win a big victory, but there are also uncertain factors, but Mu Qing just wants to look at this fighting competition with the most optimistic attitude.

Time passed minute by minute, and a long time had passed, but there was still no winner or loser on the field, and both sides were caught in a white-hot battle.

Zhang San is an extraordinary disciple of the Battle Hall, and after experiencing many battles before, he is obviously about to break through to the extraordinary.

His opponent Li Si is also extremely tough, but he is still not afraid, because he has combat experience beyond the opponent, which is a gap that the opponent cannot make up.

Zhang San raised his fists, and an eight-rank martial art was used, and he rushed towards the other party.

Li Si's eyes were shocked and angry, the other party's attack was so fierce, he was also a little unexpected, but this did not mean that he would be in a hurry.

He also stepped on the ground and rushed towards Zhang San, and a pair of wings suddenly appeared behind him, and the wings vibrate.

Li Si's speed soared in vain, and Zhang San staggered shoulder-to-shoulder, Zhang San's attack actually missed, but before Zhang San could react, Li Si appeared behind him again.

"The first win and loss points, the Lotus Holy Land wins, tsk, the Holy Land is dead!" Long

Aotian's eyes suddenly froze, this Zhang San is his subordinate in the battle hall, and he is also a rather bold man, and he is very good.

But in the blink of an eye, this Zhang San has actually turned into a cold corpse.

Before he could move, one of Zhang San's friends appeared on the battlefield, hugged Zhang San's corpse, and looked at each other angrily.

This person is an extraordinary monk, Li Si also raised his eyebrows, and then jumped directly off the fighting ring.

"Boy, come out to fight, what are you afraid of?"

the man yelled, but Li Si had already returned to the

team, and even gestured a little finger at this person extremely provocatively.

The people of the Lotus Holy Land laughed one after another, this was a great insult in the eyes of the Holy Land, and they could not accept it.

The disciples who were still on the stage in the Holy Land immediately went crazy, and the nebula flowed out as if he didn't want money, and with one move, the martial arts flew sideways, and the battle situation was ignited in an instant.

The people of the Holy Land were furious, their brothers were dead, they were provoked by the other side, what could they do?

The frenzy of the people in the Holy Land suddenly made it difficult for the people in the Lotus Holy Land to resist, and they began to hug their heads and run away.

It's just that Mu Qing's eyes were full of anxious looks, and the disciples on their side lost their minds and no longer controlled and kept their own nebula.

It would naturally be a good thing if you could win the opponent for the first time, but the people in the Lotus Holy Land were very slippery, and they didn't go head-to-head with them, so if it went on like this, the situation would be terrible.

Sure enough, not long after, Zang Feng's indifferent voice sounded again.

"The Lotus Holy Land wins, the Holy Land dies!" Another

person died, and all the people in the Holy Land suddenly went crazy, and the movements of the attacks in their hands became a little more rapid.

Yuqing came to Mu Qing's side and said very anxiously, "Have you found a problem, the people of the Lotus Holy Land, all of them will use the seven-rank martial arts."

"And on our side, only nearly half of the people are able to use the Seven-Rank Martial Arts. "

Why didn't Mu Qing find out about this situation, the tactic she was thinking of was to conserve her physical strength, after all, the seventh-grade martial arts consumed more nebulae than the eighth-grade martial arts.

But at this moment, because of the dead people, the disciples of their Holy Land are crazy, and they have not been able to take down their opponents, and if this goes on for a long time, the disciples of the Holy Land will be the first to be unable to hold on.

When the nebula was exhausted, it was even more slaughtered by the disciples of the Lotus Holy Land.

I don't know how long time has passed, but the situation on the field is still not very optimistic, and even most of the battlefield has already been defeated.

Mu Qing could only hurriedly hurry the disciples of the Holy Land over, and then everyone turned on the meeting mode again.

"Disciples of the Holy Land, listen to me, we really want to win this battle, after all, we have gone through countless trials before.

The disciples of the Holy Land nodded, but most of them had tears overflowing in their eyes, failure is equal to death, what a strict rule.

At first, they were indeed full of confidence, but after a few battles, they had already killed two people first, and they were already small in number, but now they were hit.

"The Lotus Holy Land won two games, and the Holy Land died one person.

Mu Qing paused when she heard this voice, her face was full of frost, and then she said indifferently.