Yang Ling didn't want to take advantage, he insisted on being the first to fight, even though Tong Wei and the others were likely to send monks in the bone-hardening stage to be the first to appear.
"Since you insist on doing so, then be the first to appear."
The decision was made on the first night, and his words immediately made Yang Ling happy.
"Brother Ye, let me appear second. Even if Yang Ling loses, I can still defeat two, three or even more people. This way, you don't have to worry about morale, and you don't have to worry about the many enemies you will encounter later."
Second Meng hurriedly requested.
After pondering for a while, the first night nodded and said: "Meng'er will be the second on the spot, followed by Wuming and Qingwu, I will be behind you, Feiyang and Changfeng, you can do whatever you want, I guess you don't have much chance to make a move, with this order of battle. how?"
The person who asked about it on the first night was naturally Liu Feiyang, and everyone looked at her. Her resourcefulness was obvious to everyone, including Wuming and Yang Ling, who trusted her on this point.
"Yeah, okay."
Liu Feiyang nodded, pondered for a moment, and then looked at everyone: "Don't be too stressed. If you lose, Changfeng and I will take action. I believe we will win the battle. As for our bet with Brother Ye, You don’t need to pay too much attention.”
Hearing this, everyone breathed a sigh of relief. As Liu Feiyang said, a personal agreement is one thing, but a battle with Tong Wei and the others is another.
Now that the decision was made, Liu Feiyang handed over the list of the order of battle. Tong Wei and the others had already handed in the list.
After that, the two sides played in the order of the list. The first one on their side to play on the first night was Yang Ling.
As the Sixth Feiyang analyzed, the first person on Tong Wei's side to fight was indeed a bone-tempering monk, and it was Tong Xing. This also made Wuming and others further realize the power of her resourcefulness.
"Tong Wei and the others sent Tong Xing to appear first. I don't know if Yang Ling can defeat him."
The second dream became worried.
"Don't worry. At present, Yang Ling is the most suitable person to fight first besides Brother Ye and you and me, and he has a chance to defeat Tong Xing."
Fourth Qingwu comforted Second Meng, and she was also comforting herself: "Tong Xing, who has awakened the armored crocodile gene, is extremely good at close combat. As long as he keeps a distance from him, Yang Ling will be invincible..."
"Yes, yes, Yang Ling has many ways to trouble his enemies, so it is not impossible to distance himself from them."
The second dream became excited, paused for a moment, and continued: "Even if Yang Ling can't win, it will definitely consume him, but in this way he will not be able to fulfill the agreement with his parents and will leave the city."
"If it doesn't work this time, it will work next time. What's more, my uncle and aunt just want Yang Ling to be able to protect himself. As long as he shows strong combat power, he will have a chance to be recognized by them."
The first night comforted: "So we don't have to worry about this problem. Recharge your batteries. We will be on stage soon."
Everyone nodded, and without saying much, they continued to adjust their state while watching the field.
It is worth mentioning that on the first night, when paying attention to the field, he still did not forget to continue training - he still did not give up on breaking through to the body training stage before appearing on the stage.
In addition, he still has not given up on continuing to understand the marksmanship that matches the power of the wind attribute gene.
The battle between Yang Ling and Tong Xing had not yet started. Suddenly, bursts of cheers erupted from the audience, which immediately attracted everyone's attention.
Then everyone saw a beautiful figure slowly coming from outside the crowd. She was dressed in white and had a beautiful face. She was walking slowly as if she were flying on clouds. She was none other than Nangong Bingyu.
He also saw her on the first night, and a smile suddenly appeared on his lips, and his hanging heart finally relaxed.
I haven’t seen her for more than ten days. Nangong Bingyu’s temperament is even more extraordinary and colder. She is like a fairy who can’t eat the fireworks of the world. Wherever she passes, the crowd automatically makes way for a foot-wide passage. No one dares to come forward to talk to her. .
It's not that everyone is ashamed and dare not blaspheme, but that Nangong Bingyu's whole body is exuding a bone-chilling chill, and he will be frozen if he gets even slightly close, so naturally no one dares to come forward.
Walking to the rest area of the Tianwei Mercenary Group without anyone around, Nangong Bingyu ignored Tong Wei's greetings and invitations. She sat beside Su Meng and Su Ying, and then her eyes fell on the first night opposite. On the body.
The corner of his mouth was slightly raised, and Nangong Bingyu nodded slightly to say hello, which in turn caused countless people to cheer.
Nangong Bingyu's disregard for the first night and his favor for the first night immediately made Tong Wei's face turn as red as a pig's head. He was filled with evil spirits and wished he could have brought you on stage to tear the first night apart.
On the other side, the first night smiled and nodded as a greeting, while Tong Wei, who saw all this, gritted his teeth.
Yang Ling on the martial arts stage was not attracted by Nangong Bingyu's arrival. He saw the familiar figures in the spectator seats, who were his parents. This made him feel reassured and his confidence soared.
The countdown is cleared and the first battle officially begins.
Yang Ling took action as soon as the referee announced the start: with a thought in his mind, his breath flowed, and black clouds suddenly enveloped the entire martial arts stage, as if black clouds were overwhelming the city.
The sky was clear just now, but now suddenly dark clouds enveloped it, and only covered the top of the martial arts stage. This suddenly surprised countless people.
What's more, black clouds hung low, and then large raindrops began to fall. As they fell, they turned into ice. A bone-chilling chill spread along with the ice, and the temperature of the entire martial arts stage dropped sharply.
The ice fell on Tong Xing and quickly condensed into ice armor, but this ice armor was not to protect him, but to restrict his actions.
With a sneer at the corner of his mouth, Tong Xing stretched his body, and with a clicking sound, the ice armor on his body fell off, and his actions were hardly affected in any way.
What made everyone puzzled was that Tong Xing did not rush over directly. He even inserted the mace in his hand on the martial arts platform, and then took out an iron bow and two quivers full of arrow feathers from behind.
"Here, what's going on? The information Yang Ling inquired about didn't say that Tong Xing was good at archery. Why did he appear with a bow and arrows?!"
Wuming was puzzled, and a look of worry appeared on his face involuntarily.
Yang Ling was extremely good at long-range attacks. As long as he could distance himself from the enemy, he would have a great advantage, but Tong Xing took out a bow and arrow, which undoubtedly posed a great threat to him.
"It's obviously aimed at Sister Meng."
Sixth Feiyang said lightly: "Melee type monks face long-range attacks, especially opponents like Sister Meng who can fly with swords. The only thing they can use is bows and arrows, but Tong Wei and the others did not expect that our side is the first." The first person to appear is not Sister Meng."
"They are really insidious."
Second Meng's pretty face was filled with frost, and she couldn't help but worry: "Then Yang Ling is in danger. One look at Tong Xing and you can tell that he is extremely powerful. The iron tire bow is two sizes larger than the ordinary strong bow. Shooting The arrow that goes out must be extremely powerful, once it is shot..."
The second dream did not continue, Wuming and Linglong on the side became more worried, and even the look on the first night became a little solemn.
"Don't worry, the information doesn't say that Tong Xing is good at archery, and archery is not just about being able to draw a hard bow."
Liu Feiyang's expression remained unchanged, and she didn't even look at the field. She was studying Tong Wei's lineup.
On the first night, they knew that archery was not directly related to strength. Thinking of this, they breathed a sigh of relief.
What made them further relax on the first night was the first arrow Tong Xing shot from his bow: using powerful force, Tong Xing drew his bow like a full moon, and then a steel arrow pierced the void and whizzed away, and the short sound highlighted the sound of the arrow's feathers. Speed and power.
However, the direction in which the arrow was shot was surprising. It missed Yang Ling by several feet.
At a distance of several feet, even if the arrow's feathers were fused with metallic Qi to bring out strong energy, they could not pose a threat to Yang Ling at all.
Yang Ling was a little shocked when he first saw Tong Xing drawing his bow. After witnessing the incredible archery skills of the first night and the fourth Qingwu, he had an instinctive fear of archery, and even faced the arrows shot by Tong Xing. He even forgot to dodge when the arrow hit him, let alone turn into a concrete wall to block it.
In the eyes of outsiders, Yang Ling seemed to be terrifyingly calm, and for a while, he had a huge change in his view of this unknown guy who dared to be the first to fight.
After the initial shock, Yang Ling quickly adjusted. Especially after seeing Tong Xing's archery skills, he was completely relieved, and then continued to attack.
Since Tong Xing didn't rush over, there was no need for Yang Ling to use vines and other means to trap him, and directly embodied the meteorite to attack.
A one-meter-square meteorite fell from the sky, and its power was truly astonishing.
It's just that such an attack cannot threaten Tong Xing at all, even if he is attacked without maintaining his body of steel.
This is also true. Tong Xing did not dodge at all, but the top of his head turned into steel, and then the huge meteorite shattered, but he was unscathed and continued to shoot arrows.
Perhaps because of some insights, the accuracy of Tong Xing's arrows shot this time was much improved, with only a difference of two feet.
Shaking his head, Tong Xing was still dissatisfied. He took out an arrow feather again, drew his bow like a full moon, and shot out again. This time, the distance between him and Yang Ling was only one foot.
Obviously, as the archery skills of Tong Xing become more and more accurate, he may be able to shoot Yang Ling soon.
Even if it can't hit directly, the powerful energy brought by the arrow feathers within one foot is enough to pose a threat to Yang Ling.
Yang Ling also knew this. While he continued to attack Tong Xing, he was also prepared to deal with Arrow Feather's attack at any time.
In addition, Yang Ling also started to think about those arrow feathers. He deliberately controlled the ice to fall into the arrow pot. The bone-piercing cold froze the arrow feathers into a lump, which also affected Tong Xing's ability to retrieve arrows.
If it were anyone else, he would have thrown away his bow and arrows and rushed towards Yang Ling, especially since Yang Ling's attacks could not pose a threat to him at all. However, Tong Xing lost his temper. He did not believe in evil and used his powerful power to smash the frozen The ice lump of arrow feathers then took out an arrow feather and shot it out again.
Not only that, in the face of the meteorites falling from the sky, Tong Xing still refused to dodge and relied on his strong body to resist, which also made him consume a little more, especially since each of his arrow feathers was integrated with Metallic Qi.
Tong Xing didn't care about consumption at all. In his mind, he was in the bone-tempering stage, and he would definitely beat Yang Ling in the consumption competition. After that, he would be able to fight against Second Meng. Now that he had mastered his archery skills, he could pose a great threat to her later.
Yang Ling was naturally happy. He continued to attack with meteorites, and each meteorite was bigger than the other. This threatened Tong Xing, or in other words, made him consume more.
As for the arrow feathers that were getting closer and closer to him, Yang Ling didn't care at all, because the arrow feathers three feet away still couldn't pose a threat to him.
In addition, Yang Ling no longer stood still. He began to move slowly. As he moved, he found that the arrow feathers shot by Tong Xing would deviate from his. Naturally, he would not stand still and be a target.
In this way, a battle that was likely to be resolved quickly turned into a war of attrition, and the audience gradually became numb from the initial excitement - the battle between the two was too boring, just the two types of meteors and archery. A single means of attack.
Some people died, but not completely...
