The return of the king of Douluo Continent

Tang San looked at Nangong Xing in surprise. This general was obviously a very stern man, but now he lowered his face and asked his son to apologize to him on the spot. It was so interesting.

"Apologise!" Nangong Xing suddenly got angry and his voice was like thunder. Everyone was surprised when they heard it. Nangong Changfeng gritted his teeth and his eyes spit fire. At this time, no one wanted Tang San dead more than him.

Tang San's life was his haze!

Up and down the ring, everyone looked at Nangong Changfeng. They all wanted to know whether this always arrogant Major General of Mingyue City would apologize to a boy in the Pulse Forging Realm in public.

Under everyone's gaze, Nangong Changfeng walked towards Tang San as if he had lost his soul...

The atmosphere in the arena became very strange, everyone watched Nangong Changfeng walking towards Tang San.

Nangong Changfeng came to Tang San, he opened his mouth, his throat was a little choked, and after a while, he was about to speak again, but at this moment, Tang San suddenly laughed: "Let's forget it, the young general is so big I can’t bear the gift!”

After speaking, he stepped forward and hugged Chu Yuqiu with a fist, and said with a smile: "In this case, I have no choice but to stay."

Nangong Changfeng stood there stupidly. At this time, he realized that he had been tricked by Tang San. His eyes were about to burst into flames, and he looked at Tang San with murderous intent.

"Okay, this matter is over. You have wasted so much time, and there is not much time left in two hours." Nangong Xing glanced at Tang San and said.

Everyone knows that Nangong Changfeng's glance just now has been noticed by everyone.

"He was actually targeted by the general. This guy's good days are over."

"In the days to come, the general will definitely not let this boy go. If he dares to offend the young general, his fate will be clear."

Tang San also had no choice but to sigh in his heart, shouldn't the general of Mingyue City be so stingy?

Then, Nangong Xing, Chu Tianwen and others also left their seats to prepare for the test again. As time passed, there were fewer and fewer warriors left in the arena, and gradually there were less than a hundred people.

"Murphy, with a strength of 48,000 kilograms, is out..."

After rapid screening and elimination, only fifty poor people remained on the stage. Therefore, 70% of these fifty people were children of nobles, so the remaining 30% were also casual cultivators, and Tang San was one of them.

"In the end, the possibility of a nobleman winning the championship is small!"

"It's too easy for casual cultivators. Without the resources and foundation of a big family, it's really impossible to compete with a big family."

Everyone can see that the casual cultivators are at a disadvantage. The casual cultivators who remain on the stage are much younger than those from the family. There is basically no comparison between the two.

Ling Lin bowed twice to Chu Tianwen and others from a distance. On the Qingyu field, Nangong Xing waved his arms twice in response. Ling Lin also went back and said to everyone: "The people who stay are all test passers. Next comes the knockout group competition, I will take you to the second arena, and you can prepare yourself first."

Although it was called preparation, it was actually just to calm down and take a short rest. Suddenly, Tang San looked at Murong Yun and glanced at Ling Lin intentionally or unintentionally, obviously communicating something, and finally Ling Lin nodded slowly, as if A certain decision was made.

hum...

At this moment, a burst of white light suddenly appeared on the ring, surrounding everyone, and everyone in the flash building disappeared and appeared on the second ring.

"Fifth-grade formation!"

Tang San looked at the sky, and suddenly a very powerful spiritual power was emitted. It looked very scary. Inside the smoke seemed to be a fifth-level formation. With the protection of the formation, it was said that he was a strong man in the True Yuan Realm. It is impossible to break, in order to ensure the safety of the audience.

boom!

A very large stone platform suddenly floated above the ring. A square hole was dug in the middle of the stone platform, just big enough for a fist to fit in.

"There are twenty-five red and blue lottery tickets each, with numbers on them. The contestants draw each one, and form a group with different colors and the same number to start the competition."

As soon as Ling Lin finished speaking, all the warriors took the numbers one after another. It didn't take long for them to finish drawing, but Ling Lin's eyes didn't look very happy.

Tang San looked at the red sign in his hand and wrote the number eight. He frowned, feeling a little uncomfortable. There seemed to be an attraction hidden on the red sign, and another force was attracting it.

Ling Lin laughed and said: "Those who win the red lottery number 1 and the blue lottery number 1 will compete first, and everyone else will come in groups in order."

In this case, there were twenty-five groups, and those warriors who were not qualified to compete were also sent to the audience to watch the battle. Tang San held the red sign in his hand, walked to Han Yiyi's side, and said solemnly: "I suspect that this sign has It’s weird, Ling Lin must have done something.”

Han Yiyi also frowned and said, "This Ling Lin is really too much. Let's tell His Majesty the Prince about this matter and let him handle it."

"No, if Ling Lin dares to do this, he will be absolutely sure. I just had a conflict with Nangong Changfeng, and now I am going to trouble His Majesty the Prince again. In that case, I will look very stingy."

"If we don't meet Nangong Changfeng, we still have a good chance of winning." Tang San said with a smile.

Nangong Changfeng felt very dangerous to Tang San. Even though Nangong Changfeng had lost to him several times, his level was so high that most people couldn't compare to him.

"It's about to begin." Han Yiyi looked at the two people on the stage, very surprised.

"There is no comparison between a casual cultivator and a family disciple."

Tang San sighed and looked at the young man with a heavy face in cloth on the stage. He had reached the sixth level of Huitong Realm and was very powerful, but his opponent was a seventh-level Huitong Realm warrior. The gold ribbon looks like a noble disciple.

Bang bang bang!

The two people on the ring made a few moves, very neatly. The casual cultivator went all out in every attack. He should be planning to fight against the odds, but even like this, it couldn't compare to the casual attack of the noble disciple opposite. attack.

Because this noble disciple is very heroic, he uses different martial arts every time he attacks. The highest among these martial arts are middle-grade Xuan-level martial arts. How could the casual cultivator be able to defeat him? Within ten rounds, the casual cultivator was defeated. The opponent's earth-level martial arts skills were so shocking that he vomited blood, and then he was eliminated.

"Humph, casual cultivators are just casual cultivators. They cannot have the background of a big family. No matter how hard you try, you will never change!"

The noble disciple was very arrogant and ridiculed his opponent after defeating him. The casual cultivator was so angry that he vomited blood and fell off the stage, accidentally dying.

"It's too much. He has already lost. He still wants to insult and ridicule the other party. This is driving others to death!" Han Yiyi looked at the noble disciple and became very angry.