On the sixth day of the eighth month, the weather is beautiful. Such weather is very good for both the warriors and the audience.

Wuyang Jun Yao Miao is in a good mood, the strongest and weakest, at least there will be no ending like yesterday when Donghe County and Yinshan County are evenly matched and both sides are injured. This way, the best seeds can be preserved intact on the national battlefield, especially his son...

"One is the Xu family and the other is the Wang family. Both families are in the sixth-level high-level high-level high-level high-level high-level high-level high-level high-level high-level high-level high-level high-level high-level high-level high-level high-level high-level high-level two men. Their ranks in the sixth-level and seventh-level high-level high-level in this group are only six places, and the struggle behind the two families has been hard to move ahead of him, the king.

Yao Wujiang also smiled and said, "I don't know what agreement these two families finally reached, and you will see the results later."

Well, is this considered a "internal determination" record...

On the other side of the Tula messenger's visiting group, the silver man said to Yalan: "It seems that the Shengjing team can reach the top of the battle today without any damage, and can start the first step of the plan."

Yalan agreed deeply: "Okay, I will notify the negotiator and ask him to submit it to Wuyangguo."

Under the Tianlake Peak, there are two small camps, one with red flags and the other with black flags. The red flag camp is quite quiet, but the black flag camp is noisy.

"I heard that our group's opening price was 10 yuan."

"One compensation of ten? Fortunately, it's not too ugly..."

"What? It's not betting that we lose, nor is it betting that none of us reach the top, but whether we can reach the second level..."

"What does it mean?" Hong Sheng's eyes were almost out of his eyes.

"It means that most people think that we will be destroyed in the first level..."

The ears were filled with Hong Sheng's roar. Seeing that from Ouyang Han, almost all the warriors in the Yunzhou War were frowning, like fish waiting to be on the chopping board. As the leader, Gu Jingcheng could only sigh and didn't want to say anything.

When I drew this "death group", what I said to Ouyang Han earlier was in vain. It would be more practical to expect this incomplete team to grab meat from the strongest team. Gu Jingcheng had nothing to complain about, because he couldn't escape even if he really wanted to hold him accountable - who made him so lucky?

When Gu Jingcheng was about to walk out of the camp with his hands behind his back, he saw a bearded man in the corner who was not very noticeable. The reason why he noticed this person was because the other party was very quiet. Yes, it was quiet - neither a roar of dissatisfaction or a dejected silence.

This person is...yes, the new warrior ranked last, Luo Zifeng from the Luo family. In fact, he has had a deal in Yunzhou, but his beard is hard to connect with him.

When Gu thought of the reason why the other party "keeps his beard and shows his ambition", he felt angry. If it weren't for the damn Tula, how could the Yunzhou War Team have fallen to this point?

It seemed that he felt Gu Jingcheng's gaze, and the other party looked over. Gu Jingcheng didn't know how to walk away without a sound, and asked casually: "Where is your weapon?"

“Not brought.”

"Okay... it's all that way, it's good to make less grudges."

After asking and answering questions, Gu Jingcheng left with his hands behind his back. Somehow, Luo Xiao always felt that the pine tree from Yunzhou Xiuwu Hall, which was still tall before, seemed to have a lot of hunchbacks...

Luo Xiao withdrew his gaze and continued to look at the nose and the heart.

As he said before, he did not intend to show off his weapons this time, because neither the dragon scale shield nor the bow and arrow were Luo Zifeng's weapons, and Luo Zifeng used a sword. Luo Xiao felt that it might be better to have empty hands, so that he would not suppress his opponent too much and expose too much.

In the midst of trouble, time passed quickly, and the first horn sounded.

The camp suddenly became quiet, Luo Xiao opened his eyes suddenly and clenched his fists. Since he was here, let's give it a try.

The two battle groups came out one after another, and naturally looked at each other. However, every time a person walked out of the Red Flag Camp, the face of the Black Flag Camp was pale: Chen Baishui, the middle stage of the sixth stage; Xu Zhigao, the high stage of the sixth stage; Qiu Yunfei, the perfection of the sixth stage; Yao Changping, the perfection of the sixth stage...

The lowest ones are in the middle of the sixth stage, and they are on the same level as the strongest Ouyang Han in Yunzhou. How can you fight?

The young man in red appeared in the end, and the new generation of outstanding son of the Nangong family, known as the first martial arts family in Wuyang Kingdom, Nangong Changying, is said to have a more than sixth level of strength. It is estimated that he can almost fight the Cancel Yunzhou battle group alone. How do you think you can play it?

Ouyang Han took a deep breath and whispered: "This battle cannot be fought. If you pass the message on, everyone will focus on preserving themselves and sticking behind them. I just hope that the other party can leave us some face and not at the first level..."

Ouyang Han didn't want to, and he had no shame to continue talking.

When these words were passed down one by one, when it reached Hong Sheng, he muttered: "No matter what, I will get the second level, and whoever stops me will be anxious."

Luo Xiao was the last one, and he was surprised when he heard this: "What? What is the difference between the first level and the second level?"

Hong Sheng said rudely: "I made a bet..."

Luo Xiao laughed and was about to say something, a sharp voice came from the opposite side: "You all in Yunzhou, please tell me first, stay at the first level, and no one should make any decisions to reach the second level, otherwise you will be responsible for the consequences."

The Yunzhou battle group suddenly became turbulent, and Hong Sheng's loud voice sounded: "What? You can't make a bet either?"

The geniuses of Shengjing burst into laughter, and the sharp voices rang again: "One penalty is not enough to win, and you think everyone is as poor as you?"

The person who speaks out is Chen Baishui, the weakest in the Shengjing battle group. Of course, this weakest is relative. In Yunzhou, it is the "strongest".

Hong Sheng was about to retaliate, but Ouyang Han raised his hand to stop him. The chief of Yunzhou genius suppressed his anger and bowed: "Brother Chen, this request is a bit difficult."

At this time, Nangong Changying, who had a light face, said lightly: "It's not Baishui's request, it's our request. If you are allowed to the second level, it will damage the reputation of our strongest genius war team. Brother Ouyang, I'm sorry."

Ouyang Han gritted his teeth: "What if we don't agree?"

Nangong Changying looked at the sky with his hands behind his back, no longer trying to pay attention to Ouyang Han, and Chen Baishui and others also sneered.

"Brother Ouyang, why bother? Even if you try your best to reach the second level - is there a difference between stopping at the first level? Maybe you will get hurt, damage your foundation, and cut off the path of martial arts." Qiu Yunfei said, and this seemed to give Ouyang Han a step, but in fact it was also a threat to the people of the Yunzhou War Group in a bone.

It was related to the future of martial arts. The people in Yunzhou no longer spoke, and even Hong Sheng did not say anything. Even though Ouyang Han looked resentful, he was still helpless in the end.

At this time, the second horn sounded, and the two teams came to the foot of the mountain and began to prepare. However, one team was full of momentum, while the other team was dejected and depressed.

When it comes to the collision between members of their respective teams, no matter what the leaders think, it is not convenient for them to interrupt.

The leader of the Shengjing Tianjiao Battle Team, the supervisor of the Shengjing Xiuwu Hall, Gao Duan Qinglong warrior Nangong Mengxiong, bowed slightly to Gu Jingcheng: "The children are successful at young age and speak arrogantly, brother Gu, don't blame me."

Gu Jingcheng smiled bitterly and wanted to say "Please show mercy", but the war is about to begin, and morale should be boosted rather than discharged. If he really can't open his mouth, he had to bow his hands.

Woo--
Chapter completed!