"The most important thing is that disciples who are not allowed to kill anyone during a battle, and who intentionally kill others, will not only be eliminated from the competition, but also all disciples and sects of the sect will not be allowed to participate in subsequent competitions, and will not be allowed to participate in the competition in the past. Any subsequent sect competition."
The referee didn't say any nonsense. After explaining the battle requirements, he announced the names and sects of the disciples for the first battle.
"The last one was added specially after the incident between Tianlang Sect and Nixin Sect came out a few days ago."
Lan Ying muttered something, and Su Li put his right hand on what looked like an apricot-yellow snake-shaped bracelet on his left wrist, nodding in response.
"Hiss~"
The little tan snake felt Su Li's touch and softly spit out the snake message. The tip of the snake's tail swayed happily, slightly.
"Hey, junior sister, what is your silkworm baby doing?"
Lan Ying turned her head, and for a moment she didn't see the familiar fat black stripe on her shoulder. While she was wondering where the dark snapper silkworm was that made the noise, she was also curious about why it was making any movement.
You must know that when there is no battle, Dark Snapper Silkworm is either sleeping on Su Li's shoulder or practicing in his sleep.
But Lan Ying still rarely sees sudden noises now.
"It just woke up and is a little confused."
Su Li gave a random excuse without blushing, and then quietly released the Dark Snapper Silkworm from the beast control space, pretending it was hidden in his sleeve, took it out and put it on his shoulder.
"...The Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect is Mo Jingyao, the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect is Lizhi, the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect is Yu Haoning, and the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect is Fu Yuzhen..."
In an instant, her name appeared on the list of fifty disciples announced in the sky.
Judging from the sect, their Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect had the most disciples participating in the first round, with a total of four.
Although Lan Ying broke through to the yellow level in the first round of the battle two days ago, the disciples in the first round were far stronger than him.
They are the fifty strongest among all the sect disciples here.
Therefore, Lan Ying, who stayed in the audience, decisively took out his food and prepared to watch the show, ah, no, watch the battle.
Su Li and his three friends looked at each other, "Let's deal with the others first, and then we'll fight in pairs."
"Can."
"good!"
"no problem."
However, when the disciples from other sects on the stage heard this, they thought, this is not shying away from them at all, they are really confident.
But then I thought about it, Su Li, the four members of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect, seemed to have the arrogance.
The other disciples looked at each other, and those who had good relations among the sects decided to cooperate.
Take the same approach, eliminate others and start a civil war.
In a short time, almost all the disciples from the small sect chose to work together as a team.
They wanted to attract the disciples from the big sects to come over, but obviously the disciples from the big sects also had good relations and cooperated with each other.
Now, the disciples of the small sect who originally thought that the large number of people could knock out the big sect first tasted the bitter consequences.
——The disciples of the nine large sects all decided to eliminate the disciples of the small sect first.
As the high-altitude referee announced that "the first battle has begun", gods of all sizes spread all over the arena in an instant.
The various small sect disciples who can take the stage are naturally not bad in strength, but they do not have the many resources, high-level skills and high-quality teaching of the large sect disciples.
The disciples in the first battle all lost no more than five games in the first round, and now they faced a large number of disciples from the sect with only a dozen people.
But he also has no control over the dominance at all.
In an instant, nearly ten disciples from the small sect made mistakes and were thrown out of the ring and eliminated.
The remaining 20 or so disciples of the small sect were immediately in panic, but if they made one mistake, they would lose everything.
Even though there are more people than the cooperating Su Li and other major sect disciples, the internal disintegration has begun.
After all, the first twenty disciples who were eliminated were completely eliminated, and as long as the subsequent disciples did not compete passively, they would not be considered defeated.
Therefore, some disciples in the small sect made a prompt decision and chose to eliminate twenty people first.
In this way, even if they are eliminated by the disciples of a large sect later, they can still represent the sect and continue to participate in the subsequent competitions.
"There's an internal fight."
Su Li, three friends, and Tan Yuling were closest to each other.
Looking at the 20 or so people fighting among themselves across from each other, they felt like a villain gloating about their misfortune.
Ji Ge from the Xiaoyao Sect showed a similar expression and followed his senior brother Yu Changzhi and asked, "Should we attack secretly?"
He seemed to have experienced the last team battle in the Misty Forest, and he had a little more thoughts about team battles and other melee situations.
Su Li glanced at the excited expressions of his friends and other disciples.
Oh ho? A mixture of unexpected and unexpected feelings.
Immediately, in the eyes of the younger sect disciples, the larger sect disciples were waiting aside, as if they were waiting in a reasonable manner for them to resolve the civil war before coming to fight with them.
At that time, they were slightly moved and surprised, but it was quickly exposed.
Each one looked at the gods who swept them out of the ring in astonishment.
Disciples of the small sect: 6...the sword is not a sword.jpg
This is the occasional tacit understanding among the disciples of the sect.
"Okay, now it's our turn."
Su Li stood with the three friends, and now even the former good sister Tan Yuling was farther away.
Next is the battle between the disciples of the large sects.
"No, sister Li, I can help you deal with other people. You hurt my heart too much."
Tan Yuling said this, and ordered the Meng Tapir God to attack her without losing any strength.
Instead, he used his own dream-making talent to quickly pull out a weakened version of the dream-making Sun Wukong that he had long imagined and prepared.
Su Li drew out his umbrella sword and swung it to block the unexpected dream bubble from the Dream Tapir God, and immediately called out, "Brother Monkey!"
Sun Wukong, who had just mastered the air and looked at the overall situation, stepped on the somersault cloud and fell down. His fiery eyes locked firmly on the dream-created 'Sun Wukong' and snorted softly.
The golden cudgel was swung at him, and the "Sun Wukong" was defeated with a bang.
"Is it possible that the power of the Buddha and God created in a dream is not even one out of ten?"
Tan Yuling took a few steps back decisively and instantly set up defensive formations around her body.
Not far away, the three friends of Jimo Jingyao were already fighting with other disciples of the sect.
Each has a tacit understanding and harmony, fighting in pairs.
The Xiaozong disciples who were eliminated from the competition felt a toothache as they watched.
The evil sect, the hateful sect disciples!
Sun Wukong has already faced off against the Dream Tapir God. The latter may be the origin of the Dream God. From time to time, he can invalidate the attacks of the golden cudgel, or his invisible figure cannot be hit.
Slippery as a loach, it is the most troublesome god for Sun Wukong among all the gods he has fought against in the past.
He was angry for a while, and with his fiery eyes, he quickly figured out the changes in the virtual form of the Dream Tapir God and its ineffective attacks.
Seeing the right moment, he attacked the Dream Tapir God.
The latter wanted to fight back, but he couldn't pull Sun Wukong into the dream, so the most useful attack seemed weak.
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