Luck taken away? It doesn't matter, I quietly become a god

For three consecutive days, the preliminary round of the melee was very intense and lively. Sometimes the players were so excited that after a big fight, the final 20 qualifying places might not be filled.

During these three days, some contestants emerged and showed their talents; some contestants developed in a timid manner and avoided battles; and some contestants were free and easy and advanced easily.

Among the last category of cultivators, the most representative one is naturally Rong Shu from Zhanming Mountain of Wenxin Academy.

After every big fight, almost no cultivator dared to attack Rong Shu.

After one performance after another, Rong Shu made tea, played the piano, read books, made elixirs, refined weapons...he tried everything that could kill time.

The more Rong Shu acts as he pleases, the more unfathomable he appears to others, and he must never be provoked!

Halfway through, Rong Shu was accidentally assigned to the same group as Duan Yuyan, which made Duan Yuyan very happy.

Before the fight started, Duan Yuyan ran to Rong Shu, asked for a stool without any hesitation, and sat down next to Rong Shu.

When Duan Yuyan noticed the strange looks from the surrounding monks, he raised his head and chest, staring back with full confidence: "What are you looking at? We are good brothers and sisters!"

Rong Shu: “…” Little joke, what’s your bottom line?

The monks: "..." Bah! Shameless!

Seeing Duan Yuyan's "fox borrowing the power of a tiger" behavior, the cultivators were so angry that their teeth were itching, and they were filled with envy and jealousy.

But there is no way...

You can't afford to offend Rong Shu.

But some monks were unwilling to give in, and finally could only utter harsh words:

"Kid, don't let me catch you in the next round of the brawl!"

"That's right! I'll remember you!"

"Haha! I've used the photo stone to memorize this guy's appearance! If I see him next time, I'll be the first one to beat him up!"

In response, Rong Shu expressed gloating: "So what? Did you mess up?"

"It's good enough to be happy for a while, who cares where he escapes tomorrow?"

Duan Yuyan looked indifferent.

In a round of 200 cultivators, only 20 can advance. He and Rong Shu take up two places. As for the remaining 18 people, even if they meet them due to bad luck, what can they do?

Can't he run?

Can't he hide?

However, appearing to be indifferent was one thing. After the big fight started, Duan Yuyan still secretly attacked from a distance.

Using a ball of spiritual energy the size of a fingernail, he would occasionally hit the male monk on the left, and occasionally hit the female monk on the right.

After a few exchanges, the two people who had fallen in love with each other became furious, and both thought that the other party was launching a sneak attack, so they started fighting directly.

"Asshole! Slut! You actually touched my butt!"

"Fuck! I haven't lost my temper yet! You actually attacked me down there! I'll kill you!"

"..."

Rong Shu was stunned.

This guy Xiaoduanzi is too cunning!

Hitting the female cultivators on their buttocks, kicking the male cultivators in the genitals... this is definitely a fight to the death.

"Little Duanzi, you are too disgusting. I want to stay away from you to avoid being infected." Rong Shu silently moved his little stool away.

Duan Yuyan was not at all depressed about being despised, but said proudly: "It doesn't matter if the moves are vulgar, as long as they are useful."

As he spoke, Duan Yuyan secretly provoked an infighting among several other cultivators.

Just like that, under Duan Yuyan's deliberate instigation, this round of fighting became more intense than ever before.

By the time it was over, there were only nine people left on the field, including Rong Shu and Duan Yuyan, setting a record for the lowest number of qualifying places in the melee.

Seeing that only seven unfamiliar cultivators advanced in this round, Duan Yuyan nodded with satisfaction and left.

hey~

Want to catch him in the next round of brawl?

If we can’t even advance, what chance do we have?

After a series of fierce battles and competition among tens of thousands of monks, only 128 monks stood out and entered the next round of single-player elimination matches.

Rong Shu and Duan Yuyan are both on the promotion list.

Almost as soon as the list of qualifiers was confirmed, Duan Yuyan had already sorted out the personal information of the 128 contestants.

"Well, look at this."

Duan Yuyan handed a jade slip containing the list of those who advanced to the next round to Rong Shu.

"The draw for the next round of eliminations will be conducted soon. Starting tomorrow, you can't slack off." Duan Yuyan said gloatingly.

The knockout round is different from the free-for-all. It is a one-on-one duel throughout, and there is only one winner in the end.

No cultivator can refuse to leave his name on the Liufang Tower, becoming famous in Zhongzhou and going down in history.

The only person who could leave a name on Liufang Tower is the champion of the main competition area of ​​each Heroes Conference! Only this one person!

Rong Shu checked the list of promotions and found that most of them were Yuanying stage cultivators, with only a small number being Jindan late stage cultivators.

When the elimination round begins, those late Jindan cultivators will probably be eliminated in the first round.

"You should worry about yourself, little duanzi. You are only at the late Jindan stage and don't have a reputation that people would fear. Be careful not to be eliminated in the first elimination round."

"Hey! You sound like you're not in the late Jindan stage."

In response to Duan Yuyan's dissatisfaction, Rong Shu gave a mysterious smile.

She still has a "secret weapon" that she hasn't used yet.

The two of them went to the outside of Liufang Tower to draw lots, and then waited for the grouping results.

After a stick of incense.

The results of the draw for the 128 to 64 teams have been announced.

Rong Shu found his name first.

Rong Shu from Wenxin Academy has reached the late Jindan stage of cultivation.

Battle -

Pei Hongyang from Wanjian Valley has reached the late Jindan stage of cultivation.

"Oh~" Rong Shu whistled.

This result was beyond her expectation, but it made her very happy.

When asking for the sword in Tianjiao Tower, Pei Hongyang got scared and simply admitted defeat, apologized and left.

Rong Shu had always regretted not being able to beat anyone up.

I didn’t expect it~

Fate goes round and round~I can't bear to miss the destined person in this life~Let you and I meet again~

Pei Daoyou~This is destiny~

"Jie Jie Jie..."

Before he knew it, Rong Shu revealed an extremely cunning smile.

In the crowd, Pei Hongyang, who had also found his group at this moment, had a pale face, as if his parents had died, his body was shaky and he almost fainted on the spot.

Pei Hongyang was filled with grief and indignation!

damned!

How come he met this evil star in the first elimination round!

Even though Pei Hongyang couldn't believe this fact, when he stood on the Tianfangtai the next day in a daze, looking at the bright and generous girl in a red dress opposite him, he still had an urge to bang his head against the wall!

Across from him, the pretty girl gave him a friendly and kind smile: "What a coincidence~ We meet again~ Fellow Daoist Pei~"

"It feels like a long time since we last met. Fate really has mercy on us. It knows that our fate is not over yet, and it has brought us together again."

"Thank fate for the gift~Fellow Daoist Pei~"