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Chapter 164 Happy Sigh! (For the helmsman Joker, Tsing Yi

Who is the first place in the qualifying competition?

Regarding this issue, Ye Weiming was too lazy to use his brain cells to think about it. Because the system prompts already mentioned that the list of the top eight players in the qualifying competition can be seen by just clicking on the taskbar of the system panel.

With doubts and unyielding feelings, Ye Weiming opened the taskbar and found the list of the quarterfinals of the "Martial Arts Competition" he wanted.

They are:

First place: One-slashing slashing (Blood Sword Sect)

Second place: Ye Weiming (Divine Captain Department)

Third place: Chongqiu (Kongtong School)

Fourth place: Qiu Quanding (Mingjiao)

Fifth place: Xuan Xiaobi (Wudang School)

Sixth place: Transparent overpass (Ancient Tomb School)

Seventh place: Xiaoyaotan (Beggars’ Sect)

Eighth place: Jian Feidao (Kunlun Sect)

Slash with one sword!

It turned out to be her!

Thinking of the red figure flashing by myself and Xiaoqiao yesterday, it seems that only this girl's elegant body movement can make the two of them unable to react, right?

If it were other players Ye Weiming knew, even if he was not careful, he would never be able to do this!

If the opponent was her, the value of this competition would suddenly increase!

Let’s look at the other players in the field. Xiaoqiao’s ranking is a bit low, and the old acquaintance of weak cock, Xuan Xiaobi, was also an unexpected surprise.

And the other players...

Ye Weiming actually knew no one!

Not only have he never seen these names before, but he has not even seen any of them in the previous qualifying matches.

In this case, the base number of players participating in this competition seems to be much larger than you imagined.

interesting!

Under the list, there is a trapezoidal schedule, and the specific arrangements are not new. They are ranked first and eighth and second and seventh.

Don’t complain if you have a strong player. Who makes your ranking low?

Ye Weiming followed the line with his name written on it. The opponent in the first battle was Xiaoyaotan of the Beggars' Sect. After the victory, he had to fight the winner between Chongqing and Xiaoqiao. In the end, he was like him, another winner who eliminated three players in a row to start the championship battle.

The three-minute preparation time passed quickly. The next moment, Ye Weiming suddenly noticed that the scenery in front of him had changed. It turned out that the place where he was sitting had changed from the ring floor in the previous dungeon to one of the eight side-by-side seats beside the dungeon.

These eight seats were arranged against the wall on the other side of the ring, and were separated from the melon-eating crowd outside by a ring. A large number plate was hung on the wall behind each seat.

What made Ye Weiming feel depressed was that on the number plate behind him, the iron-painted silver hook wrote a big word "2", which was particularly eye-catching!

Turning his head and looking left and right, Ye Weiming observed other players in the quarterfinals.

Among them, the weak cockerel Xuan Xiaobi nodded at him with a smile, and said hello, while Xiaoqiao blinked at him. The rest of the people naturally looked cold and didn't know each other, so it would be better to pretend that they didn't see it.

Turning back again, he saw the sword Zhan Zhan on the other side frowned in dissatisfaction after seeing him, and took the initiative to speak, "How can you see you guy anywhere?"

Ye Weiming replied innocently when he heard this: "Please! You obviously took the initiative to come to me in the first two times, okay?"

"But this time I really don't want to meet you here, hey..." As he said that, the weird girl in red kept shaking her head. Obviously, she really didn't have the interest to challenge Ye Weiming today.

Ye Weiming suddenly spoke, "To put it bluntly, the value of players in this 'martial competition' arena is quite high. Xiaoqiao's strength is already very good, and he is just shot in the sixth place."

Hearing the words, Yidao Zhan Zhan shook his head: "This is a problem with the competition system. In fact, this ranking cannot directly reflect the true strength of every player."

"Why?"

One-Sword Slash did not answer, because as Mu Yi announced the start of the first knockout match, she was teleported directly from her seat to the center of the ring, facing Jian Feidao, who was ranked eighth, and entered a state of combat.

"Clang!"

As Mu Nianci rang the gong that represented the beginning of the battle, the swords in the hands of the two were unsheathed at the same time, and then they fought together.

Once again, Ye Weiming couldn't help but secretly admire her operation when he saw the sword slashing and slashing with all his strength.

When fighting Ye Weiming, the girl was afraid of his self-sacrifice, so she fought very conservatively. But now on the ring, she completely showed her domineering aura as a man as a man!

The same set of Hu's sword techniques was used in her hands, and they were completely different from Feiyu.

In the first move, the sword in her hand tore a hole in Jian Feidao's originally smooth sword technique.

The second move is to hurt the enemy.

The third move, kill!

With just three moves, the first game ended directly. Because at this moment they are no longer in the dungeon map, the ordinary melon-eating crowds and players watching the fun can see her wonderful performance. And after seeing her powerful strength, she offered applause and shouts without hesitation.

After the battle ended, Jian Feidao, who was the loser, was directly teleported to the bottom of the ring, and Yidao Zhanzhan returned to her seat No. 1 in Tianzi, turned to Ye Weiming and asked, "Where did we just talk about?"

Ye Weiming did not answer because it was his turn to play in the second game.

Standing opposite Ye Weiming was a handsome boy wearing a blue satin gown. Whether it was appearance or dress, he was definitely worthy of the word "good clothes". After seeing Ye Weiming, he politely hugged him and said, "The Beggars' Sect Xiaoyao sighed, please give me some advice."

After looking up and down at the other party, Ye Weiming said half-jokingly: "Looking at your appearance, you don't look like a disciple of the Beggars' Sect."

Xiaoyao sighed and smiled faintly: "I am from the Beggars' Sect's Clean Clothing Sect, which means I can wear good-looking clothes and dress up beautifully."

"Clang!"

While speaking, Mu Nianci had already ringed the gong, and the battle was about to begin!

Since he could start fighting, Ye Weiming was too lazy to continue talking. He immediately took out his Shangfang sword and started to wander around the world as usual, and directly grabbed the other party's throat.

However, facing Ye Weiming's sharp swordsmanship, Xiaoyao Tan slowly took a step forward, and after gently drawing a circle with his right hand, he immediately pushed out with a palm.

"Roar!" A palm blasted out and a strange beast roar with an amazing momentum was made. At the same time as the roar appeared, there was a phantom of dragon Xing, which seemed real and illusory, pounced towards Ye Weiming!
Chapter completed!
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