The rules of the game are very simple. One party will voluntarily admit defeat or the mysterious armor of his body will be sentenced to be lost, and then touch the rope on the edge of the field, or be knocked out directly will be sentenced to be defeated.

"Chenjian! Chenjian!"

A group of fans outside the venue burst into screams, and Lin Zhou couldn't help but cover his ears.

"Chen Jianshi is too strong! That knife is too fast! As expected, the martial arts of the world are only fast but not broken! Alas... my brother is too unlucky! But if he loses in Shen Jian, he can hold on for five minutes. Even if he loses, he will still be honored! It is also a kind of honor!" Yan Ming shook his head vigorously, but he felt that the Yan family was not lucky, but there was not much regret on his face.

Afterwards, Lin Zhou watched other games with the small team. During the qualifiers, Lin Zhou paid attention. As Yan Ming said, the highest cultivation level was only the peak of the seventh level, and there was not even an eighth level warrior, so it was not difficult for Lin Zhou at all.

The only thing that made Lin Zhou interested was that a warrior like Chen Jian had some special skills, such as a sword that was so fast, and he didn't know if fighting with him would give him the chance to cut Lin Zhou's body.

With the end of the first 100-person competition, the second 100-person competition has also begun. Sergeants shouted numbers loudly in the field. After hearing this, the warriors who were called to the number will enter the designated competition platform and then start the competition.

Among the first fifty pairs of warriors, those who have time to go out of the competition are going to be transferred to the second batch of warriors in about ten minutes, followed by the third and fourth batches. In the following competition, the other six of the seven people in the small team all went out one after another. The cultivation level was too low, and all of them lost without exception.

After all, these people have only the fifth level of cultivation, and at most the early stage of the sixth level, they have poor combat experience. However, they are all very good at mentality. When they came here, they just wanted to increase their knowledge, and they were not discouraged at all if they lost.

Lin Zhou has not been drawn yet. After watching the competition that Yan Ming lost, he followed the rest of the small team to another competition platform. It is said that another seventh-level peak powerhouse is about to appear here, the third son of the Li family in Yunsha City, known as the Iron Hand Li Rong. He is nineteen years old this year. His weapon is a pair of sixth-grade Xuangong gloves.

"The Li family is the third place in the previous ranking list. The iron hand Li Rong is also known as the harsh hand Li Rong. He usually uses a pair of fifth-grade black iron gloves. Unexpectedly, he was refined to the sixth-grade level by their Li family before the competition. His iron hand is strange and unpredictable. He rarely has opponents among his peers. It is said that his strength is second only to the fast knife hand Shen Jian. He will definitely help the Li family get another 100-year order." While walking, Yan Ming introduced to Lin Zhou, so that he can show that he is knowledgeable and knows everything in front of his companions.

When the crowd arrived at the competition platform, the two sides of the competition had already entered the competition. When they saw Li Rong's opponent in this competition, Lin Zhou couldn't help but be stunned... This person was actually... Lin Dong!?

You read that right?

Lin Zhou read that right. Lin Dong was indeed the one who competed with Li Rong. Every family participating in the competition received three qualification tokens. Although Lin Dong's martial arts skills were low, he still thought of a long experience at the competition for the Hundred Schools of Heroes, so he sneaked out of Linjiabao and came to Yunsha City.

Lin Dong also signed up for the qualifiers, but he drew Li Rong in the first round, and his luck was really bad. But it doesn't matter to him. With his current mid-stage fifth-level cultivation, no matter what opponent he encounters, he will never have a chance to win. Even if he meets someone who is weaker than him in the great fortune, he will not have the chance to enter the third round after entering the second round, let alone the fourth round.

Lin Dong held a fifth-grade Netherworld Sword polished by Lin Zhou, and eighteen to nineteen were stolen from his father Lin Zhenhai. Although Lin Zhou now has two seventh-grade long swords, he also knew that with Lin Dong's current strength, even if he gave him a heaven-grade sword, he would not be able to defeat the seventh-level peak Li Rong, so Lin Zhou did not show up, but just mingled in the small team and observed the competition venue.

"Li Rong's competition target is Lin, don't you know you, right?" Yan Ming asked Lin Zhou verbally after seeing the competition card.

"It's my brother." Lin Zhou admitted directly after being asked by Yan Ming.

"Is it from your family? How far has your cultivation level reached?" Feng Lian immediately asked Lin Zhou quickly.

"It seems like the middle stage of the fifth level." Lin Zhou replied to Feng Lian.

"You dare to challenge Li Rong in the middle of the fifth level. Your Lin family is really brave! By the way, Li Rong is known as a slutty Li Rong. He has a bad temper and is ruthless and ruthless in his actions. You may seriously hurt your clan brother at that time. Let him admit defeat and step down!" Chen Xiang and Lin Zhou said.

"Isn't this competition arriving at the end?" Lin Zhou was not worried about this. Although many competitions I saw before were a little extremely thrilling, there has not been any serious injury or even killing the opponent.

"It's true that it's time to stop, but as long as you don't kill your opponent, it's not considered a violation. The tournament party will always be tolerant of these big families. The tough Li Rong has a very perverted personality... You should be more careful when your brother falls into his hands." Chen Xiang curled his lips to Lin Zhou disdainfully and turned around and looked at the competition venue.

The competition has begun.

Lin Dong bowed to Li Rong with a fist, and said humbly and said more advice. However, Li Rong looked arrogant and did not reply to Lin Dong's words. He didn't even look at Lin Dong. He flirted with his female fans around the martial arts competition platform with a frivolous expression, and did not take his opponent seriously at all.

Although he knew that his strength was low, Lin Dong was still a man who wanted to save face. When he saw Li Rong, he was not angry at all, so he took out the long sword in his hand and stabbed Li Rongji.

Although I know that I will definitely lose, the opportunity for this kind of martial arts competition is really rare. After experiencing it, it will improve my practical experience more or less, right? This is also Lin Dong’s simple idea when he came to attend the martial arts competition.

Li Rong was talking to the fans on the sidelines, but when Lin Dong's long sword was about to reach, he calmly stretched out his hands wearing the sixth-grade black iron gloves. One hand grabbed the blade of the fifth-grade Netherworld Sword with great accuracy, and the other hand turned into a knife shape and slashed horizontally towards Lin Dong's throat.

This hand slashed quickly and heavily, and Lin Dong could not dodge at all. His mysterious armor was instantly drained by nearly 90% of his body. At the same time, his throat was hit hard, his face was swollen and his mouth was opened and he couldn't even speak.

He probably wanted to admit defeat after knowing the opponent's strength.

Lin Zhou couldn't help but frown...

At this moment, Li Rong suddenly bullied himself, grabbed Lin Dong's arm with both hands from behind, and then his body turned around for two consecutive weeks with the action of jumping rope, twisting Lin Dong's arms into a twisted shape. A "Ka Pa" sounded a broken bone, and Lin Dong's scream finally rang out, but he still couldn't shout out.

After Li Rong landed on the ground, he kicked Lin Dong in the butt and kicked him out of the competition venue.

All this happened so quickly that the people on the sidelines didn't even see it clearly, and the competition ended.

Then, only Lin Dong's extremely shrill scream with his arms broken on the sidelines...

Li Rong, with a calm expression on his face, picked up Lin Dong's fifth-grade Netherworld Sword from the ground of the competition platform. When everyone thought he would throw the sword back to Lin Dong, he suddenly grabbed the sword blade with his two iron hands and suddenly broke the blade of the fifth-grade Netherworld Sword with all his strength. Then he threw the broken sword at Lin Dong outside the field, and then turned around to make faces and make a fool of himself at his female fans.

When Lin Zhou, who was off the court, reacted, everything was over. Of course, if he rushed into the court just now, he would be regarded as interfering with the competition. He would be immediately disqualified from the competition, and his family would also have to accept huge fines.

"Does the tournament ignore the rules of the competition like Li Rong who deliberately hurts people and damages weapons?" Lin Zhou knew the rules of the competition. In order to avoid being accidentally disqualified, he had to rush to the referee for this competition and questioned the referee loudly.

"As long as one side of the game has not admitted defeat and the mysterious armor has not been destroyed, the other side can continue to attack! And no one has died, so Li Rong's approach does not violate the rules. You retreat quickly and don't affect the next competition!" The referee waved his hand impatiently to Lin Zhou, and then notified the soldiers around him, asking the soldiers to arrange the next competition as soon as possible.

"Poor country bumpkin!" Li Rong noticed Lin Zhou who was arguing with the referee, but he deliberately walked over with a thorn. He stretched out his finger toward Lin Zhou, and said with a very disdainful look on his face.

"You're dead!" Lin Zhou walked to Li Rong and replied coldly.

"Hahahahahaha... Country boy, you have a habit! I'll wait for you!" Li Rong laughed a few times and then left with a group of fans. Li Rong's fans also exaggeratedly contempt Lin Zhou, and threw all kinds of ugly and threatening words over.

"Don't bother with him. He likes to torture people, has a distorted personality, has never had a good reputation, and is not specifically targeting your brother." Yan Ming grabbed Lin Zhou and whispered a few words.

"You have to be strong even if you care! Is the Li family so easy to mess with? What is the difference between asking for trouble with Li Rong and seeking death? Young Master Lin, you should hurry up and check out your brother's injuries." Feng Lian also helped Lin Zhou to persuade him a few words.
Chapter completed!