Chapter 189 I choose Han Yang
In the first round, due to the large number of people and the huge disparity in strength, during the competition, you can still keep your hands and can point them to the end.
By the second round, they were all equally powerful.
If we fight, we will do our best and show no mercy.
Therefore, the second round often determines victory or defeat, as well as life and death.
Du Longyun's words were undoubtedly full of malice.
After hearing these words, several weaker sects around him felt a sense of sadness and indignation against the same enemy.
In previous years, the upper three sects also suppressed other sects, suppressing the remaining fifteen sects to the point where they could not lift their heads.
But this was the first time Du Longyun had spoken out like this.
This completely tore off the fig leaf of the "warm affection" among the eighteen sects under Yuan Zong.
Martial arts competitions between sects fighting for resources have always been full of blood and cruelty.
Except for the upper three sects, many young geniuses from the other fifteen sects are either killed or deposed every year.
His strength is inferior to that of others, and he is not even qualified to complain.
Yuan Zong didn't care at all about the small tricks of going to the third door.
If you are weak, you have to admit it.
If you get killed, it's because your skills are inferior to others.
"idiot!"
Yuan Rutong, deputy master of the Yiyuan Sect, looked at Du Longyun with contempt.
The main and deputy masters of the Beast Yuan Sect didn't come, so letting this stupid fool lead the team was the biggest mistake.
There are some things that can't be said but can be done.
In front of the Qi Gathering Warriors from the fifteen sects, if you say such bullying words, isn't it obvious that those people share the same hatred.
If you don't seek death, you won't die. This general sect's martial arts competition is probably going to be bad for the Beast Yuan Sect.
Xu Ziran took in the expressions of the Qi Gathering warriors around him and smiled secretly in his heart.
Naturally, he would not miss this opportunity to form a clique.
"Du Longyun, don't be complacent. It's true that your Beast Yuan Sect is powerful, but my Yuan Sect, even if we fight to the last person, we will never bow to the Beast Yuan Sect! If you want to fight, then fight!"
The words were generous and pathos, full of grief and indignation that could not bear to be humiliated.
The faces of the surrounding Qi Gathering Warriors became even more ugly.
Originally, when they saw that Han Yang of Yuanmen suddenly emerged and could defeat Liyun of Yiyuanmen who was one of the top four seeds, they considered whether to join forces to suppress him.
After all, Shangsanmen is too far away from them, so no matter how many resources they obtain, it will basically have no impact on them.
But if Yuanmen, as the lower three sects, rises, it will definitely affect their access to resources in the future.
But now, after being provoked by Du Longyun, almost all the sects had given up the idea of suppressing Han Yang.
Let Han Yang and the Beast Yuanmen fight hard!
It would be best if both parties could fight to the point where both sides would suffer losses.
Du Longyun finally realized that something was wrong in the atmosphere, but it was impossible to take back what he had said.
He could only glare at Xu Ziran angrily and remain silent.
"Li Xuanyu withdrew, Li Yun was defeated, and Han Yang rose to prominence. Today's General Sect Martial Arts Competition has so many changes, it's really eye-catching."
Some Qi Gathering warriors sighed.
Compared with previous martial arts competitions, this time is obviously more colorful, and the result may be beyond everyone's expectations.
Outside Yuanshan City, everyone is paying attention to the name changes on the stone tablet. The second round of martial arts competition is about to begin.
…
In front of the gate of Yuanzong Mountain, above the square.
Nearly a hundred geniuses stood in the mountains. No one spoke. Everyone was silently waiting for the person Yuan Zong would preside over for the second round of martial arts competition to appear.
Han Yang raised his eyebrows slightly and looked in one direction nonchalantly.
Su Moyi, who was slightly sluggish, looked forward as if he noticed something.
The third person who noticed something strange was Ju Lingyin.
The tuft of hair on her sleeves moved, and her eyes couldn't help but look in the direction where Han Yang and Su Moyi were looking.
Nanmen Wan'er, Yuan Fanbai, Mu Chengfeng, and Wang Dong noticed something strange almost at the same time.
In the direction they were looking at, an old man with white hair and beard stood with his hands behind his back, looking at everyone with a smile.
I don’t know where this person came from or when he came. With so many geniuses present, no one except Han Yang and a few people noticed how this person appeared.
It was as if he was standing there originally.
Nanmen Wan'er, Su Moyi and others all looked at the old man warily, and some even made a defensive posture.
This is the stress response of a warrior when he is stimulated.
Among all the people present, only Han Yang was calm and unaffected by the old man's sudden appearance.
Just the appearance of the host of the second round of martial arts competition made the geniuses of this martial arts competition fall into several grades.
After realizing the mystery of this, many geniuses became ugly.
It was enough to lose to Su Moyi and Yuan Fanbai, but they actually lost to Han Yang, the eighth level golden bone.
This made many geniuses feel very unhappy, and they looked at Han Yang with a little more hostility.
The old man took into account everyone's performance, and the smile on his face became stronger.
"I think you probably already know that I am the host of the second round of martial arts... The rules are very simple. Everyone has two opportunities to challenge and be challenged twice. As long as they win three times, Then you can enter the third round...the order of active challenge...just follow the order of completing the three levels in the first round..."
The old man explained the rules of the second round of martial arts in a concise and concise manner.
Others were fine, and Han Yang's expression became extremely exciting.
These martial arts competition rules are almost the same as the martial arts competition rules of Phoenix Mountain, Yuanmen, and Fentianmen.
So, it is Yuanmen and Fentianmen who learned this set of rules from their superior sects and applied what they learned?
The second round of martial arts competition begins!
Almost all geniuses set their sights on Nanmen Wan'er, Su Moyi, and Mu Chengfeng.
Among the geniuses who appeared later, they only knew a few of them were at the top, but they didn’t know who was the first to succeed.
"Huh? Am I the first?"
In the eyes of everyone, Nanmen Wan'er pointed to her nose, looking confused.
Su Moyi's expression was indifferent, as if she didn't recognize Nanmen Wan'er.
The old man looked at Nanmen Wan'er's smiling face with a loving expression.
"It's really me...then who should I choose..."
Nanmen Wan'er's eyes swept towards the nearly a hundred geniuses.
She was actually the first?
The genius disciples of the eighteen sects were all slightly surprised.
No matter whether it was Yuan Fanbai, Mu Chengfeng or even Su Moyi, they were not surprised to win first place.
This silly-looking girl in red was actually the first person to successfully break through, which made the geniuses feel quite weird.
Nanmen Wan'er didn't pay attention to this. Her smart eyes moved and looked at Han Yang, who was standing with his hands behind his back.
"Hey, you guy, you just offended me, do you think I want to challenge you?"
Challenge Han Yang, the eighth level golden bone?
All geniuses have a sense of loss.
Everyone can only be challenged twice. Han Yang, a soft-footed shrimp, is the target of many geniuses who want to challenge him.
If Nanmen Wan'er gets the first chance, then they will only have one chance.
Han Yang remained unmoved, as if he didn't see Nanmen Wan'er's teasing eyes.
"Oh, aren't you afraid? Then I will choose you!"
As soon as Nanmen Wan'er said this, Su Moyi's dull eyes suddenly changed.
Nonsense!
