Twin martial souls, full level charm, enchantress please respect yourself

The red sun is shining in the west, the sky is dark,

The hazy moonlight was dyed with a touch of strange crimson,

As the Third Sense Fairy Boy on the stage defeated his opponent with the terrifying crystal eyeballs in the sky, the first round of the group stage officially ended, and more than twenty eighth-level experts advanced.

Countless people watching the battle in the four major military regions felt that time had passed by unconsciously, because even the one person eliminated in each group was out of reach for them.

And the one that is the most popular and the most controversial is

They are the ghost of the Dark Temple, the three princesses of the Deep Sea Royal Court, the commoner Yang Nie who ran away for eight thousand miles from the Shenxiao Sect, the Scourge Knight of the Light Temple, the black and white double-chain prison Wen Chou of the Imprisoned Sky Sect, and the three-consciousness fairy boy Yang Mi of the Secret Sect, Landa Di Chenyao, the little monk in the temple, and Jin Chi, the speed monster of the Jinhuang Sect.

The popularity of these monsters is high because their strength is unfathomable.

The opponents they encountered in the group stage could not even reveal their true strength.

What surprised the soldiers from the four theaters the most was Li Qing, played by Luo Fanchen.

At level sixty-eight, he can actually defeat an eighth-level peak genius. What a joke.

There’s no such thing as skipping a level!

Geneva, the combat power has collapsed!

Everyone watching the battle felt a little ridiculous and unbelievable.

However, although Luo Fanchen is a dark horse, no one really thinks that a sixth-level player will make it to the end.

After all, the talents displayed by demons such as Gui Miesheng have become abnormal and surpass those of their predecessors. The soul ring configurations displayed by the young monk and Long Youwei alone seem to be among the eighth-level strong men in the past hundreds or thousands of years. They rarely appear.

Many viewers were even trembling.

Because of the same age in the past, the only one who could compete with these martial arts monsters was the Emperor Wei Yang who sat in a high position.

But who is she!

It's the Pope! ! !

Is it possible that these monsters all have the qualifications of the Pope?

Thinking of this, no matter how harsh the reaction of the soldiers was, they still felt that something was wrong with this era. Monsters were all gathering together like bamboo shoots after a spring rain.

In contrast,

Li Qing's current sixth-level cultivation level has more than enough potential, but his combat power is still somewhat inferior to others.

This reminded many people of Luo Zhuangyuan, who died heroically in the World Series. Many people shook their heads and sighed, looking at the statue under the floating island arena.

"What a glorious sight it would be if Luo Zhuangyuan had not died!"

"pity……"

"Never seen again."

The real owner, Luo Fanchen, hugged his shoulders and waited for the results of the second round of draws.

He had long discovered that there was something wrong with the lottery.

In the first round of the group stage, monsters such as the little monk and Demon Slayer were deliberately divided into different groups, and they could not meet in advance at all.

Have you determined the seed players in advance?

Then who was the favored seed player in your group just now?

One-armed warrior or invincible?

Luo Fanchen shook his head and smiled.

In fact, before the start of the competition, few people thought that Luo Fanchen could qualify. Many people said that he was unlucky and ended up in the death group.

It was only after the fight that we found out that these two monsters were unlucky.

Luo Fanchen looked at Feng Jiantang next to him, who was beaming with joy, and said unexpectedly: "Your kid has also advanced?"

"Lucky, lucky!!"

Feng Jiantang felt that he was extremely lucky. His group of three players was probably the weakest among more than ten groups.

Xiao Fengxian was a little suspicious and thoughtful.

It seems that people who are related to Luo Fanchen will be lucky as long as they behave well.

uncertain,

Look again.

But no matter how good Feng Jiantang’s luck is, it’s probably time to come to an end.

Among the twenty eighth-level experts who can qualify in the group, none of them has unique skills.

Feng Jiantang himself was extremely nervous, for fear of finding a terrifying and powerful opponent. He was relatively confident before coming, but when he saw players like Long Youwei, who were more terrifying than the last, he became intimidated.

It turned out that Luo Fanchen was calm and relaxed, as if he was not stressed at all.

"Xiao Zu, your trump cards have been seen by others. Aren't you afraid that they will study it thoroughly and target you? If we find a terrifying opponent, our Feng camp will be completely wiped out!"

"Have all your cards been revealed?"

Luo Fanchen smiled: "It doesn't matter, they like to study, so let them study it."

"Ah this..."

Feng Jiantang's facial expression was stiff and he hesitated in his heart,

No way!

Doesn’t Xiao Zu still have a trump card?

The little Fengxian on the side blinked her beautiful eyes and resisted the urge to reveal the secret.

Cousin!

Do you know that this is just the tip of the iceberg of the men in my family?

It was very hard for Xiao Fengxian to hold it in, but she felt so happy at the same time.

The red lips curved into a stunning curve. Is this a little secret shared with the man? Hehe.

In the direction of Prisoner Tianzong, Prisoner Wudi had just been treated for his injuries by Lin Dingtian, and he dissuaded the murderous Prisoner Wenchou: "Little brother, you can't take the initiative to provoke that Li Qing, brother thinks something is wrong with him!"

Prison Wen Chou's face was expressionless, his eyes were staring deeply at Li Luo Fanchen Qingdao, who was calm and calm in the distance:

"Brother, even a blind person can see that something is wrong with this kid."

"But no matter how evil he is, how can he have evil brothers, the three princesses, the young monk, and the Dark Son?"

Prison Wudi was about to speak, but was interrupted by Prison Wen Chou raising his hand.

"Brother, you don't need to say anything. You have lost face. My brother will bring it back to you."

"I, the eighth-level genius of the Prisoner of Heaven Sect, lost to a sixth-level genius. If this spreads to other corners of the mainland, what will others think of my Prisoner of Heaven Sect?"

"That bunch of trash from the younger generation has already been defeated in the World Championships. It's a disgrace."

"Now you have lost to a sixth-level man again. If my brother doesn't get back on his feet, our Qi Tian Sect's reputation will be completely ruined."

Jail Wudi lost the game, and his waist became a little rickety, but he still hesitated and said: "Brother, I have been practicing hard for many years, my mind is as sharp as a knife, and my mental perception may be sharper than others. I think something is really wrong with that kid, can you? If you provoke, try not to touch.”

Prison text couldn't be more ugly, he frowned and said: "Brother, is this a competition for you, have you lost all your energy?"

"If that kid hadn't hit you so badly, would you have been eliminated by that guy from Gangdang Mountain?"

"Okay, don't say any more. I've asked dad to find a way. Since it's a martial arts tournament, I won't have any problem meeting Li Qing in this round of drawing!"

Seeing that Prison Wudi still had doubts, Prison Wenchou was a little irritable and scratched his hair irritably: "Brother, how come you have become like a mother-in-law."

"You have squeezed out all of that kid's trump cards. Just target him in advance. How can I lose in the open-book exam? In fact, if you use our Heaven-Prisoning Sect's secret skills in advance, that kid may not even be able to win, let alone he has to face him. It’s me who is stronger than you, brother!”

As soon as Prison Wen Chou finished speaking, the sound of reading came from the ring.

"The competition and selection meeting of the four major legions, the second round, the first game!"

"Prisoner Wen Chou in Tianying versus Li Qing in Fengying!"