Lin Meirou, hiding in the room, had already tidied up her makeup. She felt sweet when she was called by her sister-in-law. She moved her lotus steps and walked out with a smile, and began to arrange wine and food. In a moment, she served a large table.

Ye Feng looked at the half-fist-sized wine glass and frowned: "My sister-in-law, is this wine glass for Swenren to eat. We are a group of thick people, so it's better to change to a big bowl!"

Zhou Hao quickly held Ye Feng's big hand: "Senior Brother Ye, I have another fight in the afternoon. I really can't drink too much of this wine!"

Ye Feng thought for a moment and said, "Okay, you can't delay the main business!"

Although I drank with a small wine glass, Zhou Hao also drank a lot after half an hour, and his head became slightly drunk. He quickly used his internal energy and forced all the alcohol out.

A group of fellow Liaodong villagers talked more after drinking a few rounds of wine. Even Xiang Wentian, who was cold and joking with him from time to time. Unconsciously, the atmosphere became more and more harmonious and the relationship became closer.

After drinking and eating, Zhou Hao stood up and bowed to everyone, saying, "Several brothers, please continue to drink, I'm going now!"

After saying that, Zhou Hao packed up his clothes and was about to go to the competition venue after climbing the sky tower.

Seeing this, Ye Feng and his friends stood up and said, "Junior Brother Zhou is gone, why are we going to have fun? It's better to go together and be able to strengthen our reputation for our junior brother!"

Even Qinyin and Lin Meirou were worried that Zhou Hao would insist on pestering each other to watch the battle.

Zhou Hao had no other way, so he could only be caught in the middle by a large group of people and headed towards the competition venue.

When I arrived at the extremely vast competition venue, I saw that at some time, at least hundreds of people had gathered here.

Seeing Zhou Hao and his group walking into the competition venue, everyone turned their heads and whispered: "Even Xiang Kuangren is coming. This battle is a big mess!"

"Did you see it? The black-faced boy who followed Xiang Kuangren was Zhou Hao who was going to fight Zuo Yuxi's life and death. I saw him at the Sky Tower that day!"

"It seems that my cultivation is not very good. It seems that I have just broken through to the cultivation level of a top warrior, but I actually dare to fight Zuo Yuxi in life and death. I am very brave!"

"I heard that this kid took the initiative to fight life and death. I really don't know how to write the word "death"!"

"Although Zuo Yuxi is not very good-looking, he has real skills in his hands. His combat power ranks 279th among the outer sects! Zhou Hao only joined the sect for a few days, so how could he defeat Zuo Yuxi!"

"I don't know what the elders think. Such ordinary people have also been rated as Class A disciples, and there must be something strange about it!"

Everyone around them had a deep feeling and nodded in the same way.

Although it was far away, everyone's words were still clearly transmitted to Zhou Hao's ears.

Xiang Wentian's face was slightly cold: "Junior Brother Zhou, don't listen to their nonsense, they are just a bunch of idiots!"

Zhou Hao smiled indifferently: "Don't worry, Brother Xiang, I naturally don't take it to heart, just treat it as a group of buzzing flies!"

"Little thief, you must come on, you beat Zuo Yuxi so much that he didn't even recognize his mother!"

Qin Yin held Lin Meirou's arm and waved her pink fist at Zhou Hao.

Although Lin Meirou didn't speak, her eyes were full of concern.

Zhou Hao nodded to the two women, walked to the competition stage that was more than ten feet high and more than ten feet long and wide. He sat cross-legged on the ground, closed his eyes and began to prepare for the next battle of life and death.

Xiang Wentian walked to the crowd in front of the martial arts competition stage, and his eyes suddenly appeared coldly, and he suddenly said coldly: "Who dares to talk nonsense again and disturb Zhou Hao's mind? Wait until this competition, and I, Xiang Wentian, will fight another match!"

As soon as these words came out, hundreds of people in the competition were silent and silent.

Fight with Xiang Wentian? What a joke! This madman is not only extremely powerful, but also famously cruel and cold-blooded! Those who have fought with him will inevitably suffer from bruises and bruises if they lose. Even if they win, they will be scarred.

Such a madman is not willing to fight with him even if he is in the top 100 list of the Tianlong and Tiger List, for fear of being out of reach, let alone ordinary disciples who are unknown on the list.

After hearing the news, more and more disciples rushed to the competition venue, and in just one or two minutes, thousands of people had gathered.

They are not only interested in the battle of life and death, but also are extremely curious about Zhou Hao, the newly promoted A-class disciple. They all wait and see what is outstanding about this A-class disciple!

You should know that tens of thousands of outer disciples, but only a few more than twenty, each of them is the focus of attention! Although Zhou Hao has only been in the forefront for a few days, he has also become the target of everyone's attention.

The more people gathered in the competition, but Zuo Yuxi didn't appear!

At this time, the Zuo League and his group were sitting high in a teahouse not far from the competition venue. Zuo Yuxi was surrounded by the Zuo League members, like stars and moon-supporting stars, with a calm and proud look on his face.

From time to time, people from Zuo League came in and out of the teahouse to inform the situation on the competition.

"Mr. Xi, Zhou Hao, the ignorant boy, has arrived. He is closing his eyes and resting. It seems that he is really fighting to the death!"

Zuo Yuxi smiled contemptuously: "Whatever he is ready, I will lose today! If I don't beat him to the ground and beg for mercy, I will not be named Zuo! Go and explore again!"

"Mr. Xi, at least thousands of people have gathered now, and even Xiang Kuangren has arrived!"

Zuo Yuxi nodded slightly satisfied: "Xiang Kuangren used fraud that day, and luckily defeated Ben Shao by one move. Today, I will ask him to see Ben Shao's real skills! The more people come, the better, and the more you can play the majesty of my Zuo Alliance! Only one Xiang Kuangren came is far from enough. Let's wait for other strong men on the Dragon and Tiger List!"

......

Zuo Yuxi was waiting for a shining opportunity to appear, but someone arrived before him.

A thin white-clothed boy with three-foot sword on his back, his eyebrows flew into his temples, and a pair of thin, white-clothed boy with eyes as cold as a star, walked quietly into the competition venue surrounded by more than a dozen people.

The young man in white walked into the venue quietly, and the outer disciple who was watching here early suddenly became a furious!

"Isn't this Xia Mubai? The nephew of the Hunyuan Sect's sect leader, the cousin of the Young Master Xia Yuanhui, and the actual leader of the Iron Blood Alliance! Why would he come too?"

"It's simply incredible! Apart from performing missions, Xia Mubai just practices behind closed doors and can rarely see him in the outer sect. How could he come to the competition venue today?"

"I heard that Xia Mubai became a top warrior at the age of fifteen, and his talent reached the level of heaven. He was an amazing young genius! He was only sixteen years old and it is said that he could break through the limit at any time and be promoted to a spiritual martial arts cultivator! How could such a stunning and beautiful person be interested in an ordinary competition?"

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