After marrying, I spoiled His Majesty the Holy Monarch

Chapter 375
Listening to the old man's narration of the whole rules, Nan Jiuli concluded that anyway, as long as the winning side in the single-player battle can advance to the second round, the losing side will be eliminated, and there is no chance for a second resurrection.

So at least half of the people will be eliminated in the first round.

That is to say, this first round is very important, which determines whether you stop here directly or have the next chance.

The rules are so cruel, all the contestants did not dare to relax, and they all played up their spirits.

At this time, the old man's voice was wrapped in spiritual power and he raised his voice again: "Okay, the first round of the competition has officially started, and the first contestants are invited to come on stage in an orderly manner."

Not long after the words fell, two people flew onto the stage separately.

After saluting each other to their opponents, the two started fighting immediately.

The two young men were about the same age and strength, and they were evenly matched for a while.

In the end, relying on one of the white-clothed young men's surprise move, the other one was knocked off the stage. There was no suspense, and he was automatically eliminated when he got out of the stage.

After the old man announced the winner, the young man in white raised his lips and let out a sigh of relief. This meant that he had directly advanced to the second round. Could you be unhappy?

Immediately afterwards, the contestants in the second round also followed one after another——

Game after game, the game was going on in an orderly manner, and everyone clicked to stop, but nothing went wrong.

Until it was Bei Xuanyu's turn to play, what was unexpected was that his opponent was actually a disciple of Lingyangmen.

As soon as the disciple of Lingyangmen came to the stage, he immediately recognized Bei Xuanyu. Isn't this the same group of people who competed with their young master for the room.

Hehe, he was worried that he had nowhere to vent his anger, and this time he was really lucky, there just happened to be a legitimate reason to vent his anger.

"Please give me more advice." Lingyang disciple looked at Bei Xuanyu with a malicious smile on his face.

Of course Bei Xuanyu understood the meaning of that smile, but he didn't care, he just clasped his fists and replied: "Please advise."

As soon as he said these words, the lightning-like figure of Lingyang disciple rushed towards him impatiently.

Within a few breaths, the disciples of Lingyang rushed to Bei Xuanyu's eyes, and a powerful air flow swept up. The disciples of Lingyang watching the battle were gloating, and other audience members were also staring at this tense scene.

However, at this moment, Bei Xuanyu seemed to be frightened into a fool, and he was as motionless as a wooden man.

"Oh, sure enough, a spicy chicken is a spicy chicken, so I gave up resistance so soon." The Lingyang disciples in the audience said mockingly.

"That is to say," the other disciples echoed and shouted towards the stage: "Brother Lin, come on, beat that kid to the ground..."

As soon as the voice fell, the powerful air flow directly covered Bei Xuanyu's whole body, and his solitary figure stood between the air vents, like a solitary boat drifting in the sea, which would capsize at any time.

The audience shook their heads regretfully, they didn't expect it to end so soon.

However, the next moment, everyone stared wide-eyed, their eyes stared straight, how could it be?
I saw that Lingyang disciple was about to wave his hand to give a winning blow when he bumped into another strong air current with a bang.

In an instant, the whole person was ejected, rushed out of the stage in a straight line, and fell to the ground lying on his back.

The disciple of Lingyang was dizzy, and his mind was still in a daze.

Until the old man announced loudly: "This time, contestant No. [-] will win."

As soon as the result is announced, it means that it is a certainty. He actually lost, and it is so embarrassing to lose?

This face slap came too fast!

The disciples of Lingyang couldn't accept it, but so what if they couldn't accept it anymore, losing is losing, there is no second chance, and in the end they can only return to Lingyang's team in despair.

Seeing his dejected look, all Lingyang disciples couldn't care less about being surprised that Senior Brother Lin would lose to a little-known casual cultivator, and quickly comforted him.

"Haha, Senior Brother Lin must have given way to that kid, and that kid is lucky...or else...hmph..."

(End of this chapter)