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Chapter 219

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    With this yell, the eyes of everyone around were drawn to Di Ye, some were curious, some were surprised, and some were even inexplicably hostile.

    "Things are not good!" Di Ye suddenly realized that the obvious disadvantage of being a popular candidate is: in the first competition, he has one against three!  Seeing that it was him, the other three people in the same field would definitely join hands to kill him first!

    Tu Jianmu patted Di Ye on the shoulder, helpless.

    Yu Xiaoyun has also drawn lots. The first round of his Group B is a one-on-one competition, and the game will not start until the day after tomorrow.

    "Ye'er." Yu Xiaoyun found this way, saw Di Ye's bitter face from a distance, walked up to him quickly, and asked with concern, "Ye'er, what's wrong with you?"

    Di Ye replied with a bitter face: "Little Martial Uncle, in the first round of competition, I won one against three!"

    "Huh?" Yu Xiaoyun was stunned, unable to react.

    Di Ye said again: "The three people in the same field knew it was me, so they must join forces to deal with me first!"

    "Oh!" Yu Xiaoyun understood now.

    This is indeed a problem, but he believed in Ye Er, raised his hand to touch his face, and said confidently: "But Ye Er, you can win!"

    Li Kunning and Ji Yuhui also drew lots. They will have a competition tomorrow. After the lottery, they will come to find Di Ye.

    Regarding Di Ye's question, Ji Yuhui thought for a while and suggested: "This question should not be taken lightly. While there is still time, let's think about how to deal with it together."

    The sixteenth game that Di Ye drew was held at the No. 1 competition venue, the first game in the afternoon.

    After meeting up with Bu Liyu and others in the open space near the competition site, everyone discussed Di Ye's one-on-three problem and gave him advice.

    Lu Feiyuan half-jokingly suggested: "Little Junior Brother, aren't you also very talkative, just sow discord between them and let them fight first!"

    Di Ye shook his head and said, "Senior Sister Feiyuan, you're flattering me too much, I'm not so talkative."

    Xie Yinan also denied it: "When it comes to the competition field, I'm afraid the younger brother won't even have a chance to speak."

    Now that Di Ye is the hottest candidate in Group D, after the competition starts, the other three will definitely focus on him first, and they probably won't talk nonsense with him. Trying to fool others and sow discord will definitely not work!

    Han Peng suggested: "Young juniors are good at dodging dodges, you can grind with them for a while and let them accidentally hurt each other."

    Li Kunning shook his head and said: "Once the three of them reach an agreement to deal with the younger brother, the chance of accidental injury between them is very small, or even negligible."

    The method Yu Xiaoyun came up with was simple and rude: "Just knock them all down."

    "Little uncle, your method is the most effective!" Di Ye said with a wry smile.

    Anyone who has cultivated to the alchemy stage to participate in the competition will not be weak and will not be easily defeated.

    Everyone scratched their heads and thought about it for a long time, but there was no practical idea, so Di Ye had to decide: "Go to the competition field, I will play by ear!"

    "Yeah." Yu Xiaoyun nodded and said, "Ye'er, you have to have confidence in yourself. After the first round, you still have at least five more games to play."

    Therefore, he can't lose the first match, he must win!

    Bu Liyu, who had been silent all this time, said slowly, "Di Ye, you'd better seize the opportunity, pre-empt the attack, and find a way to prevent the opponent from making a move."

    "En." Di Ye thought, and it could only be like this, which is what the little martial uncle said: just knock them down.

    After lunch, Bu Liyu took the disciples of Lingshan Sect to the No. 1 venue to watch the battle.

    The most popular candidate in Group D, Di Ye, a disciple of the Lingshan School, participated in this knockout match.  A lot of attention, the competition has not yet started, and the audience is already full.

    Di Ye was the first to play, and after hearing the referee who presided over the competition announce, "Xicen Lingshan Sect disciple, Di Ye!", he waved his hand in the direction of Yu Xiaoyun and others where the audience was, immediately causing the audience to erupt.

    Someone screamed and shouted: "Ah! He is a beautiful man! My heart is moving!"

    Some people also shouted angrily: "Hit him! Hit him! Hit him and get down!"

    And those who had already bet on him shouted: "Di Ye, sure win! Di Ye, sure win!"

    Di Ye waved to the other audience, then gave a thumbs up and pointed at himself.

    His arrogant behavior caused the audience to shout even more.

    The next three people who came on stage were all small sects, and they didn't recognize Di Ye when they were introduced, except for one person from Crescent Moon Valley.

    When hearing the words "Crescent Moon Valley", Di Ye was slightly taken aback, thinking that it could be You Yunzi's Crescent Moon Valley, right?  ???Looking at the sign of a silver crescent moon pinned to the man's clothes, he was sure it was You Yunzi's Crescent Moon Valley.

    You Yunzi was among the audience, walking towards Yu Xiaoyun and the others to greet them.

    When the audience heard the Crescent Moon Valley, someone booed, and individual voices shouted that the Crescent Moon Valley is evil and evil, and they are not worthy of standing on this competition field.

    "Jian Maoju, a disciple of Crescent Moon Valley, please give me more advice." Jian Maoju of Crescent Moon Valley clasped his fists at Di Ye.

    Di Ye also cupped his fists and responded, "You're welcome!"

    ? When the four contestants in the same field arrived, the referee read out the rules of the competition and announced loudly: "The competition begins."

    As soon as the voice fell, Di Ye made a move in an instant, and as soon as he made a move, he made a big move: the situation changes color.

    Fengyun Discoloration is a method of group attack, and it attacks indiscriminately within the range.  I saw the sword in his hand swinging, and the crimson sword energy with spiritual power burst out, hitting the other three people on the field.

    The three of them didn't expect Di Ye to make a move without saying a word, and it was a big move, so they quickly drew their swords to parry.

    Before the three of them could fight back, Di Ye made another big move, which made the eyes of the audience wide open.

    Among the audience outside the arena, an old man said to a woman in white clothes who was about the same age as Xie Yinan: "Luaner, have you seen how he should deal with it?"

    Feng Luan'er nodded and said: "He is preemptively striking, and will not give the other three people a chance to attack."

    "Well." The old man nodded again, "Preempting strikes is a test of his foundation. If the foundation is too shallow, even if he strikes first, he will be weak and lose his initiative."

    Feng Luan'er said again: "Since he is the most popular candidate in Group D, he must have a deep foundation."

    The old man nodded again and said: "That depends on how he plays."

    Feng Luan'er smiled slightly: "It would be a pity if he loses. If he wins, I look forward to meeting him in the next round."

    In the competition field, Di Ye made several moves in a row, and really didn't give the other three people a chance to make moves.

    But the three of them were not flustered, and they were not in a hurry to fight back. They just parried to defuse Di Ye's moves, as if they were waiting for him to show his weakness.

    Yu Xiaoyun's eyes followed Di Ye's figure, secretly encouraging him: Ye'er, you must win, you can win!

    Brother Xia Jingpeng and He Qiuhua waved their fists and shouted loudly: "Junior brother! Junior brother, kill them quickly!"

    Bu Liyu looked calm and didn't say a word.

    Others were also worried, their eyes following Di Ye's figure.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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