"We don't need to look at the qualifying list. With our fighting strength, we will definitely enter the competition." Luo Feng said.
"That's right." Zhang Xinyi added proudly.
The next morning, more than 300 people gathered on the Hero Peak, including some heroes who had low combat power and were eliminated from the qualifiers.
On the high platform, Ruan Donggong loudly announced the start of the Central Continent Heroes Meeting, and all the heroes who entered the game took turns to draw lots on the high platform.
In the first round, it depends on luck. Some people with low combat power can win the title of Top 100 Heroes if they draw lots well.
Luo Feng opened the lottery box, and the note inside said group 16.
Zhang Xinyi put her head in front of Luo Feng, looked at the note in Luo Feng's lottery box, and said with a smile: "I'm not in the same group as you. It seems that I can enter the second round."
"There are many people with high combat prowess in the Central Continent Heroes Conference this time. But with your combat prowess, you will definitely be in the top twenty. Otherwise, you are just too unlucky."
"My 106th group is already at the end." Murong Yi shouted while holding the lottery box.
At this time, Ruan Donggong walked up to the high platform and shouted: "Heroes from the first to eighth groups please come on stage. The competition time is thirty minutes."
"It's started, it's started." Feng Ziying said excitedly: "I'm in the sixth group, I'm leaving first."
"I'm going to cheer for Battalion Commander Feng." Ding Xu said.
"Let's go together." Luo Feng led everyone to the high platform where Feng Ziying was fighting.
Facing Feng Ziying was He Liang, the lord of Mu Di City.
After everyone was in place, Ruan Donggong shouted loudly: "Start."
Just after shouting these two words, a scream was heard, and a figure flew down from the high platform and landed on the ground.
Xiu Jie stood on the high platform and smiled contemptuously: "What a waste of time."
Unexpectedly, he defeated a hero so quickly. Ruan Donggong hurriedly shouted: "Xiujie is promoted."
On the high platform of the sixth group, Feng Ziying's three-pronged stick pressed down on He Liang and beat him for more than ten minutes. He Liang couldn't hold on anymore and was defeated.
After Ruan Donggong announced that Feng Ziying was the winner, He Liang lamented: "It's really unlucky to lose in the first round." He walked down the stage helplessly.
Soon the second batch came on stage. After Luo Feng came on stage, he put the Tianming giant sword on his opponent's neck in just a few seconds, scaring his opponent into shaking.
After the first round, Murong Yi and others all won and are preparing for the second round tomorrow morning.
In the second round, the winner of the first group plays against the winner of the second group, and so on.
Feng Ziying looked at her lottery box: "It's over, it's over, I see that Xiujie is in the fifth group, and he will play against me tomorrow."
"Congratulations, you can fight heroes with high combat power in advance." Ding Xu said jokingly.
Luo Feng knew Xiu Jie's combat power best. If Zhang Xuli hadn't saved him, he would have died at Xiu Jie's hands.
"Xiujie's combat power is very high, Ziying, you are indeed no match, but as long as you hold on for a few minutes, you should be able to get the title of Top 100 Heroes."
"Just don't lose too badly." Feng Ziying looked unhappy.
Only 128 people can enter the second round, and 64 of them will be eliminated. If you want to get the title of Top 100 Heroes, you have to stay on the high platform for a longer time and let other heroes be eliminated first.
"Hold on, as long as you are eliminated after the twenty-ninth one," Murong Yi said.
Feng Ziying glanced sideways at Murong Yi: "If you fight Xiu Jie, you will definitely be able to hold on until the last one is eliminated. There is a huge gap between our fighting abilities."
"Then run," Zhang Xinyi said: "Just run around the high platform, this can delay time."
"This method is good." Luo Feng said, "This is the only way."
"It's so shameless." Feng Ziying said sadly.
"Then just let me do it." Hatton shook the iron octagonal hammer in his hand, "Let me smash him with one hammer to save you trouble in the future."
If anyone can fight with Xiujie, Hatton is probably the only one.
"It's a pity that I can't change it." Feng Ziying was still sad.
Luo Feng consoled him: "First try to get a top 100 hero this time, and then get a good ranking in the next time."
"It can only be the."
The next morning, under the arrangements of the Central Continent Club, the Central Continent Heroes Conference was carried out in an orderly manner.
After Xiujie came on stage, Feng Ziying in the audience glanced at Luo Feng weakly: "I'm going."
Luo Feng said "Yeah": "Delay time."
Feng Ziying came on stage and said to Xiu Jie: "I heard that you are very powerful in combat."
Seeing Feng Ziying holding the three-fork, Xiujie smiled contemptuously and said, "You look like a hunter. Does it mean you have to step down in two seconds?"
"You can't underestimate people. I have the title of mountain hunter."
"Hahaha, have you heard of the God of Death?" Xiu Jie said with a wild smile.
Feng Ziying shook her head: "No."
"Then let me show you."
After Xiu Jie finished speaking, Ruan Donggong announced the start of the second round.
Seeing that Xiu Jie's fierce blood giant blade was still on his back, Feng Ziying stood still and watched quietly.
Xiujie originally wanted Feng Ziying to move first, then block the attack and defeat Feng Ziying with one blow.
Seeing Feng Ziying not moving, Xiujie said, "Why don't you take action?"
Feng Ziying knew he couldn't beat him, so he followed Luo Feng's advice and deliberately delayed time.
"You still have the weapon on your back, I can't take advantage of you."
"Hahaha."
Xiu Jie laughed wildly again, "I'm afraid that if I take out the weapon, your life will be lost."
Looking at Xiu Jie's cold-blooded look, he would definitely not be merciful, but as long as Xiu Jie didn't do anything, it would be fine.
Seeing that Feng Ziying did not attack, Xiujie no longer waited, and directly drew out the fierce blood sword. He saw his body move, and the figure was in front of Feng Ziying. The fierce blood sword was thrown out horizontally, with a trace of energy.
With this strength, one can tell at a glance that Xiujie has not mentioned all of it, but his combat power is already very strong. Feng Ziying hurriedly blocked with a three-pronged spear, but was knocked back two or three steps by Xiujie's strength.
"No way." Feng Ziying was secretly shocked. She didn't expect Xiujie's combat power to be so strong. It was difficult to resist even the first move.
Seeing that Feng Ziying could block his attack, Xiujie's anger increased.
"Good boy, you still have some fighting strength. I will beat you off the stage this time." As soon as Xiu Jie finished speaking, he attacked Feng Ziying fiercely.
Feng Ziying didn't dare to be careless, so she resisted and retreated, using Sancha to protect her whole body. After blocking seven or eight Xiu Jie's attacks, she was knocked away by Xiu Jie's heavy blow.
Feng Ziying stabilized her body and was about to land when she was caught up by Xiu Jie. He struck three times in a row. Feng Ziying could not withstand it and was knocked out and landed under the high platform.
Murong Yi stepped forward and helped Feng Ziying up, asking, "Are you okay?"
Xiu Jie's combat power is indeed very strong, and there is no room for him to fight back. If he attacks with all his strength on the battlefield, he may be dead.
"Fortunately, he's still alive." Feng Ziying breathed a sigh of relief and stood up with the help of Murong Yi.
"It's okay, I'll help you get revenge next time." Hatun's loud voice reached Xiu Jie's ears.
