Sifang Ming handed the phone to Meng Yu, and the message that he had directly qualified.

"That should be the final soon."

Meng Yu said with a smile.

He knew that his brothers had this strength.

"There should be a month off before the finals. You need to improve your cultivation. Upgrading this period of time will cause you to faint blood."

"It won't work at the beginning."

After Sifang Ming finished speaking, he was ready to attack the fusion stage.

"Then let's make a comeback, maybe we will go directly to the late stage of the Nascent Soul stage."

After Meng Yu finished speaking, the two of them returned to their respective rooms to practice very well.

Soon after just one week, Si Fang Ming also stabilized his cultivation level in the early stage of the fusion period, and Tianlei ended at Meng Yu's previous place.

At that time, Si Fangming's clothes were all blown away. Fortunately, he had a space ring, otherwise he would have to go back naked, and even his hair would be blown into an explosion and curl.

Then Si Fangming shaved a bald head, just like a monk.

"Look! It's the light-attribute cultivator."

"Wow! The bald man next to him is the first place in the wind attribute this time."

"This is the first place in the wind attribute, even the bald one looks very good..."

"And the rings they both wore seemed to..."

"Wow! It's been knocked!!"

Meng Yu and Si Fangming walked for a total of five minutes, and they were circulated by others as a couple.

Of course, these two parties don't know about this.

However, the two of them still noticed something was wrong.

"Sifang, do you think they are all looking at us?"

Meng Yu said quietly to Si Fang Ming.

"Maybe my hair is so attractive."

"Don't worry about them, it's useless."

"It should be that I envy us." www.Bayizw.????m

Si Fangming also said quietly.

This made the female audience behind cover their mouths and laugh. From their perspective, they could not only see the rings on the hands of the two people, but also see the heads of the two people sticking together.

Meng Yu seemed to be lying on Si Fangming.

Before those people could continue to discuss, the competition began.

"Dear cultivators, this competition has already decided on the five strongest attributes in each competition, plus the only light attribute cultivator."

"We will compete for the quarterfinals, come on."

The person who said this was Mu Li. As the organizer, he must be present.

Now he is looking forward to Meng Yu's performance.

Today, Meng Yu is equipped with very complete equipment. He is carrying the ancient sword on his back and is immortalized in the mark on his forehead.

He must be number one in this competition.

However, the ancient sword of the prehistoric world was wrapped in black cloth, and everyone knew that it was a sword on his back.

I don’t know the appearance of the sword, because Meng Yu discovered that one of the people who advanced was a black area who was scrambling for the ancient sword of the ancient world.

That's the bidder.

At this time, the two of them looked at each other accidentally.

Meng Yu looked at the person, it was of fire attribute.

With so many people with fire attributes, he must be outstanding in his ability to advance.

The cultivation level is definitely here, but Meng Yu has improved his cultivation level to the middle stage of the Nascent Soul stage during this week of cultivation.

"The competition begins!"

Meng Yu didn't hear what the host said before, but only heard the host's words that the competition began.

The competition then began.

Meng Yu was still sitting there waiting. Sifang Ming had competed twice, and it was not his turn yet.

"Why haven't I arrived yet? I'm speechless."

Meng Yu said to Sifang Ming, who had just returned from the third game.

There was a strong resentment in the voice.

"You've been playing the third game, and I haven't even played the first game."

"Do you have any opinions on me?"

Meng Yu looked up at Mu Li, who was sitting opposite the organizer's seat, and Mu Li happened to look at him.

Mu Li nodded slightly and looked at Meng Yu and smiled.

"This old guy!"

Meng Yu suddenly realized that it must be Mu Li, and he insisted on looking like this.

To put it nicely, it is to take care of him, because he has a rare light attribute. To put it bluntly, it is a fucking fear that he will die, and it will be a pity if he dies.

"I finally know who's doing this."

"Did you look at the organizer opposite? He had talked to me before. I haven't played yet, so it's his work."

"It should be to make me compete fewer games and then be afraid that I will die."

Meng Yu's expression was a little angry. He would do whatever he messed with today.

He was so angry that he was not in the mood to watch the next game, just waiting for someone to hit him in the first gun.

“No. 607 vs. No. 1.”

Finally, he called No. 607, Meng Yu stood up and wanted to see who No. 1 was.

A man who looked congenital malnutrition stood up and stared at Meng Yu with his eyes as if he wanted to see through Meng Yu.

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"A Yu, be careful, this guy is not simple."

"It should be that he has a lot of cultivation."

Sifang Ming said very seriously.

"Don't worry, I'll meet him."

Meng Yu took the prehistoric world and went up.

He wanted to try his spirit-destroying sword technique, but he didn't dare.

No. 1 Although he is thin and small, he walks very quickly. Meng Yu was halfway through, and the man had already walked onto the stage.

After the host announced the start of the game, No. 1 quickly retreated to the back court.

"What's the operation? Is it a run-up?"

Meng Yu really doesn’t understand why there are so many more sexy operations than a competition?

He just stood there without moving.

He didn't even condense the spiritual energy in his hand.

Meng Yu is very angry now because this is his first game.

Moreover, the other party's particularly vulgar feeling made him feel uncomfortable.

Besides, at the beginning, he looked at the other person and felt that this man seemed to be trying to kill him.

No. 1 did not summon his own spirit beast, but instead pinched a mantra and rushed towards Meng Yu.

"Tiger Roaring Fist!"

The moment No. 1 rushed over, Meng Yu punched.

This is a real ten success power, and ordinary people can't resist this punch.

Besides, he is such a thin man, and he has felt this man's cultivation level long ago.

He is in the early stage of the Nascent Soul stage, but I'm very embarrassed. He is already in the middle stage.

After the punch was pushed, the man fainted on the ground.

He fainted before he even vomited blood.

"One blow! Only one blow!"

A heated discussion broke out in the crowd.

"Fuck me, this is too awesome. I just knocked it down at once."

"I remember this man seems to be the second place in metal. Isn't it the same level as No. 607 in the early stage of the Nascent Soul?"

"Are you stupid? Haven't you seen it yet? No. 607 has been upgraded long ago. The cultivation level now must be at least in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul stage."

"So it must be very normal for him to do this, because he is a cultivator with light attributes after all."

"And the most important thing is that the person who was beaten down is not as good as his cultivation."
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