C9 Ranking Determined

Yang Yulei took out a piece of paper and opened it. It was number five, and that was number six. Qin Yu is number 6, the rank 7 warrior has just broken through, Yang Yulei is absolutely confident in defeating him. Qin Yu looks at his opponent, his face twitching as he secretly says in his heart how to fight this freak.

The host continued: "Now the final battle begins. The first battle, Liu Xuyang versus Ling Feng. The contestant will go to the arena. The battle begins. "

Ling Feng's face was pale and cold sweat was dripping down his forehead. He cursed in his heart, Don't play with people like this, Sixth Rank of Martial Warrior versus a warrior of the eighth step, what's the point of fighting! It was purely a beating. The thing that scared Ling Feng the most was that he was the one who organized the flower protection team. Liu Xuyang bared his teeth and would definitely return the favor. This time, he had kicked an iron plate.

Liu Xuyang, who was standing on the arena, said jokingly, "Kid, weren't you pretty strong just now? Commander of hundreds of troops, weren't you prepared to beat me up? Come on! I'm standing here today for you to beat me up. Come and beat me up if you dare!"

Ling Feng swallowed a mouthful of saliva and forced himself to calm down. " Liu Xuyang, don't be arrogant. Do you think I'm afraid of you? "

Liu Xuyang walked in front of Ling Feng and lifted his fat face. He pointed a finger at his face and said: "Aren't you quite arrogant? Come, come, come, cut my face. Please cut my face. "

Ling Feng was so frightened that he couldn't help but take two steps back. His small face was deathly pale as he shouted, "Don't you dare go too far. "

The audience could not bear to watch any longer. Each of them had a dark face. F * ck, this was naked revenge. There was such a huge disparity in strength. What was the point of playing!?

Liu Xuyang slapped Ling Feng's face. Ling Feng was instantly stunned. A trace of blood appeared at the corner of his mouth. Ling Xiao covered his face and looked at Liu Xuyang in disbelief. He shouted, "Damn fatty, how dare you hit me? I will kill you. " After saying that, he gathered the Spiritual Force and rushed towards Liu Xuyang.

Liu Xuyang sneered, "How can a firefly compete with the bright moon?" His fist landed on Ling Feng's stomach and Ling Feng covered his stomach in pain. Liu Xuyang slapped his face again and kicked Ling Feng in the face again and again. Liu Xuyang shouted, "Don't you know how to act cool in front of girls? If you act like one more time, I will see. Don't you want to kill me? Come on! You son of a b * tch. . . "

The audience looked at Ling Feng's miserable state with dark faces, but they could not do anything about it.

An hour later, on the stage, Liu Xuyang was sweating profusely. He stood up while gasping for breath and said with a smile: "Aiya! I'm so tired, Fat Master. This son of a b * tch's bones are really hard. "

Ling Feng stood up with a swollen face. He looked around and then looked at himself. He looked at his goddess, Feng Ling Er, and saw that Feng Ling Er was looking at the ring with disgust. Ling Feng loved his face. When he saw that his reputation had been ruined, his eyes turned black and he fainted.

Liu Xuyang was shocked when he saw Ling Feng lying on the ground. He quickly checked if Ling Feng was still breathing and saw that Ling Feng was breathing evenly. He immediately scolded, "Aiyo, fuck me. Playing dead scared me!" As he said that, he kicked Ling Feng's body off the stage. Embarrassed, he said: "Hehe, did I win?"

The host bit the bullet and said: "Liu Xuyang won the first battle. " F * ck, you even kicked him down, and you still asked me if I won. Do you dare to be more shameless?

Many of the young men and women below looked at Liu Xuyang's actions with deep contempt, some of them could not bear to watch any longer. They cried out, "Liu Xuyang, you scum of the War God Village! I want to fight you!"

"Despicable scum, come out and have a duel!"

"Despicable scum! I want to avenge Big Brother Ling!"

. . .

After Liu Xuyang finished torturing Ling Feng, he shouted in a great mood, "You bunch of little bastards, each of you are upholding justice, righteousness, righteousness, and unyielding. How can you have the face to fight with a group of people? I am alone, if you have the ability, come one by one. I, fat grandpa, will toy you to death. If you don't dare, all of you get lost, go and play wherever you want. "

All of the young men and girls were filled with righteous indignation. However, if they ganged up on Liu Xuyang, wouldn't that be slapping their own faces? They represented the embodiment of justice.

However, he was already a Tier 8 warrior, f * ck, he couldn't beat him!

The youths had no choice but to shut their mouths in grievance.

The host shouted, "Silence, silence. The second match, Kan Haotian versus Hwangpu Xueyue. The decisive battle begins. "

On the arena, Kan Haotian's expression turned grave as he said, "You are not my opponent. Admit defeat!"

Hwangpu Xueyue's long dress fluttered as she said with a bitter smile, "But I want to get into the top five. I want to go out with Yuntian. Although I know I am no match for him, I am willing to give it a try. "

Kan Haotian frowned and said slowly, "Take out your sword! Decide the winner with one sword strike, or else you will not have the chance. "

Hwangpu Xueyue pulled out her long sword and shouted in a low voice, "I apologize for offending you. The sword danced for nine days. " The Heaven and Earth Spiritual Force was restless as it gathered on the sword body. The huge energy made many young men and women's faces turn serious. The long sword was as fast as lightning as it attacked Kan Haotian.

When the longsword came, it was too late. It was too fast. The longsword had already arrived in front of Kan Haotian's chest. The crowd held their breaths as they watched this spectacular scene.

It moved. Kan Haotian moved. Kan Haotian pulled out his long sword from the sheath. A terrifying Spiritual Force emerged from the sheath.

"Clang. . . " A bright sword light flashed, and Kan Haotian's long sword was put back into the sheath. Hwangpu Xueyue's body flew out of the arena like a kite with a broken string, and an old man jumped up from the sky to catch Hwangpu Xueyue's body. Hwangpu Xueyue's face was pale as she said, "Thank you, Big Brother Han, for showing mercy. Xueyue is ashamed to be inferior to you. "

Kan Haotian nodded.

"Hiss. . . " So powerful. Many old men stood up and were shocked speechless. Hwangpu Xueyue was at the Sixth Rank of Martial Warrior. That attack just now had the power of a rank seven warrior, and Kan Haotian had broken it with just a casual strike. How abnormal was that? An elder murmured, "What a monster!"

Lu Haorann had won the battle against the dragon.

Yang Yulei stood up and jumped onto the arena. He took out the long spear with his right hand and the long spear was filled with Spiritual Forces.

Qin Yu smiled and said: "Today I want to have a good taste of Brother Yang's Overlord Spear Technique!"

Yang Yulei said with a smile: "Good! Pull out your sword and show your strength. Let's see if you can take one of my attacks. "

Deep down, Liu Xuyang, Lu Haorann and Kan Haotian looked innocently at Qin Yu. Liu Xuyang said: "Poor Qin Yu, Yang Yulei's strength is super abnormal. I bet Qin Yu won't be able to take one of my attacks. "

Everyone looked at him with disdain. Others might not know Yang Yulei's strength, but we do. How dare you bet?

In fact, the five of them were born in the same year, month, and month. They were a group of brothers, and they had grown up together.

"I'm going to make a move. You have to be careful. " Yang Yulei reminded.

"Make your move. " Qin Yu's strength is not weak, he has also broken through to the seventh rank. After all, the difference in strength is not big.

Yang Yulei waved his long spear, and the sound of the spear rang out in the air. Horrifying Spiritual Forces gathered together. The long spear looks clumsy, but at this moment it is like a flood dragon going out to sea. Yang Yulei's body agilely flies up and lands with the long spear in his hand.

"Boom. . . "

Cracks shot up into the sky from the arena, and a terrifying force attacked Qin Yu. Qin Yu's expression changed, and he looked at this scene in shock. He actually forgot to block it.

Not good, the elders thought to themselves. A burst of protective qi appeared, and suddenly a fierce wind blew. Dust flew everywhere, and the audience was shocked. This strength is too abnormal! The arena had been destroyed.

The dust and sand slowly dispersed, and a figure walked out. It was Yang Yulei.

Qin Yu's face was deathly pale. He finally understood what Yang Yulei meant when he was rescued by the elder. He wanted to see if you could take my attack. Now that he thought about it, he felt a lingering fear. If it wasn't for the elder saving him, he would have died a long time ago!

Qin Yu smiles bitterly and says: "Brother Yang's Overlord Spear Technique is indeed worthy of its reputation. "

After a fierce battle, the ranking was finally decided. What everyone didn't expect was that Kan Haotian, a warrior of the seventh step, actually defeated Liu Xuyang, a warrior of the eighth step. Lu Haorann, who was at the peak of the Sixth Rank of Martial Warrior, defeated Qin Yu and Qi Lang, who were warriors of the seventh step. This caused a commotion.

The host shouted: "After a series of interesting battles, the ranking has finally been decided. Now I announce it. "

"First place, Kan Haotian. "

"Second place, Liu Xuyang. "

" Third place, Yang Yulei. "

" Fourth place, Lu Haorann. "

" Fifth place, Qi Lang. "

"The sixth place, Qin Yu. "

" Seventh place, Ling Xiao. "

"The eighth place, Hwangpu Xueyue. "

"The ninth place, Man Long. "

"The tenth place, Lingfeng. "

"Then, the people who are going out to train this time will be Kan Haotian, Liu Xuyang, Yang Yulei, and Lu Haorann. The end of this year's competition. Next, let us give our contestants the loudest applause. "

"Roar. . . "

A thunderous voice sounded. "Wait, isn't there a rule stating that the champion is below the Sixth Rank of Martial Warrior? Can we continue to challenge?"