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The rules of the Pingnan Martial Arts Association are very simple. All martial arts practitioners present draw lots. The bamboo sticks are divided into black and red colors, and there are ninety-nine numbers corresponding to them.
Two people who draw the same number but different colors will go to the ring to fight respectively. The winner will be promoted. Then the practitioners will continue to draw lots and fight, and finally the top ten will be selected.
This is one round.
The confrontation at the Martial Pulse Realm level will last for three rounds.
At the end of three rounds, thirty martial arts practitioners will engage in a chaotic battle. The top three will win a reward jointly chosen by each family, or you can choose the reward you want.
????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? After the confrontation at the level of the martial arts realm, the drawing of lots at the level of the visualization realm will be held. The rules are the same as those at the martial arts realm.
The battles at both levels are three rounds, and the rules are very simple. As long as you fall outside the ring and voluntarily surrender, you lose.
"You are not allowed to kill, but it doesn't matter if you kill someone by the wrong hand. No one can tell if you have no eyes for fists or feet."
As for age and cultivation, there are no requirements, as long as they are at the corresponding level, in order to give everyone a chance to show off.
Of course this is unfair to many people.
If you are unlucky enough to meet a practitioner whose cultivation level is several levels higher than yours, you will lose all hope.
"But the world is inherently unfair. All abilities are respected, and everything else is just a cloud.
After the six rounds, it¡¯s the challenge that everyone is most looking forward to, a true battle without distinction or restrictions!
Everyone can challenge the Four Families, and of course the Three Sects and Seven Halls.
"It's just that no one has done this in the past years, because the rewards given by the Three Sects and Seven Halls are not many, and the real geniuses will not come, and there is not much sense of superiority after defeating them.
When the challenge ends, it will be a battle at the level of the Yuanling realm. Most people are not interested in this final finale. It¡¯s not that they don¡¯t like to watch the masters fight, but they fight too fast, beyond their understanding, and they can¡¯t watch it at all. Understand.
Ye Qiu yawned after listening to these rules. He threw away the finished apple core and took out a banana to peel it. Many people around him looked at him with black lines on their faces.
Everyone in the audience was excited and excited, and extremely nervous.
Only this guy looks lazy and carefree, and he still has time to eat fruit. He is totally hopeless!
"Speaking of which, young master, why have you become obsessed with eating fruits recently?" Ye Mingen chuckled at the side, lifting up his leg to lift the apple core that almost hit him just now.
In the past few days, Ye Mingen noticed that Ye Qiu kept eating apples, bananas and oranges from his mouth, even if he was eating, he would not forget to take two bites. He did not remember that Ye Qiu had such a habit before.
¡°I¡¯ve been feeling uncomfortable with my stomach and intestines for the past few days, and I¡¯ve had fruit as a laxative. Would you like some?¡±
Ye Mingen rolled his eyes, I believe you!
The delicacies you eat every day are enough for a normal person to last half a lifetime. Will you feel gastrointestinal discomfort?
But Ye Qiu didn¡¯t want to say anything, so he didn¡¯t ask any more questions.
"This is probably the rule, the same as in previous years."
Meng Zongping finally finished explaining all the rules and smiled in front of the audience: "Then I will stop talking nonsense. The Pingnan Martial Arts Conference has officially begun!"
When Meng Zongping finished speaking, countless fireworks burst out from all directions and rushed into the sky. Although it was broad daylight, the fireworks with all kinds of brilliance were still dazzling.
However, no one paid attention to the fireworks. Everyone was staring at the bamboo slips flying down from the fireworks.
There are a total of one hundred and ninety-eight bamboo slips, ninety-nine each in red and black. If you snatch them, you will have the opportunity to participate in the battle.
Three rounds of opportunities to snatch and fight cannot be repeated.
¡°But Pingnan Martial Arts Association brings together people from the whole city. This number is too small, and many people can¡¯t grab it at all.
But it doesn¡¯t matter, you can still prove yourself in the next challenge, it¡¯s just one less chance.
Luck is often a part of strength.
Pingnan Military General will implement this sentence perfectly.
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When the bamboo slips were about to fall, countless figures jumped up and grabbed the bamboo slips in the air. The practitioners who were determined to fight almost instantly were all cheering excitedly, but most of them sighed because they didn't grab it.
People from the four families, three sects and seven halls also rushed to snatch it. This kind of opportunity must be obtained and given to the disciples.
The Ye family robbed two pieces.
"Those who have snatched the bamboo sticks should look at their numbers and go to the corresponding arena to fight. Start now."
Meng Zongping said: "I wish youGood luck to you. "
When Meng Zongping finished speaking, hundreds of figures rushed out from the crowd and landed directly on the arena. After handing over to each other, they started fighting. Immediately, the arena was ignited with great fighting spirit, and countless people began to roar and shout.
There is no need to find another referee at all, there are countless pairs of eyes watching, and no one can escape.
Ye Mingen took out the two bamboo sticks he grabbed and sent them to Ye Qiu, and asked: "No. 7, No. 72, young master, which one do you choose?"
The people from the three families and the three sects and seven halls beside him all looked at Ye Qiu. Is this guy going to appear in the first round?
This is really unexpected.
I thought he would refuse like a show-off or not want to participate at all. After all, he considers himself the head of the Ye family and just wants to escape.
Ye Qiu didn't even look at it. He picked up a No. 72 bamboo stick, stood up and stretched, saying: "This kind of simple competition is really not interesting, but it's good to stretch your muscles."
People around rolled their eyes, they had seen arrogant people before, but this was the first time they saw such arrogant and arrogant people!
Don¡¯t you have a good idea of ??your own strength?
"He seems to be holding No. 72, and his opponent isLin Jiaqin!"
The sharp-eyed people around saw it and immediately exclaimed. They saw Ye Qiu ignoring everyone and slowly walking towards the No. 72 arena. There was a young man waiting quietly there. He was the Lin Jia Qin of the Lin family.
Lin Jiaqin is the younger brother of Lin Jiaqian and the son of the head of the Lin Baifeng family. He is a few years younger than Lin Jiaqian, but his cultivation has reached the sixth level of the martial arts realm and his talent is still average.
When he saw Ye Qiu walking towards him, Lin Jiaqin's eyes lit up.
"He's really unlucky."
Lin Baifeng smiled when he saw this scene. He didn't expect that he would meet his own family in the first scene, and secretly nodded to the Lin family Qin.
Although Ye Qiu is a good-for-nothing, he definitely has a lot of treasures, and ordinary people can't kill him easily.
Lin Baifeng doesn¡¯t expect his youngest son to kill Ye Qiu, but there should be no problem in punishing him severely.
His arrogant look is really annoying!
Lin Jiaqin received Lin Baifeng's approval, with a cruel smile on his lips.
"My father is thinking of killing him openly. If I help my father kill him, wouldn't I solve a big trouble for my father? Since a great thing has come to me from heaven, how can I not accept it!"
Lin Jiaqin thought to himself, looked at Ye Qiu and sneered: "Boy, if you fall into my hands, you are doomed." (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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