Chapter 39 (1/2)

The two competitions made the atmosphere of all the family members of practice high. The next competition made everyone excited.

Two hours later, the top seven were finalized. Because the number of people in Nantong province is odd, so a lot was drawn from other cities. This piece of wood forest is a big source of wealth for the Zhao family in Fengyi, but at the moment, he did not hesitate to take it out!

”Fifty dollars is no problem!” This inquiry was not refuted by a team of 70 members of the Zhao family. The third one, a middle-aged man with an ordinary face, bowed cautiously: ”if it can't match the dowry of the three forces. I also have a top-grade magic weapon. I'd like to gamble with my master. ”

”Others are worried about the three forces, but we are not afraid of them.” On the other hand, a woman in her 40s said in a deep voice: ”clearing fixed assets, preparing to discount, practicing is like sailing against the current. If the family does not develop, it can only stand on its own feet!”

Her eyes cold: ”some things can let, some things... Can't let!”

”Deng...” in countless low voice conversations on the scene, Xu Yangyi's military boots passed the neat blue stone strip and looked at the figure 100 meters away. At the moment, they are like walking in the desert, climbing in the cliff, in the heart of a hot wave of fire, let him tighten the bandage on his fist.

”Sand... Sand...” the sound of footsteps, walking towards the opposite person. Like a swordsman on a rainy night, he strolls in a leisurely court, Zhao Ke, Hu Ying, Wu Gou, Xue Ming.

Before people arrive, a silent battle spirit on the challenge arena is like a fire mixing oil and burning silently.

”Here you are at last.” Chu Zhaonan's voice is a little hoarse. He has prepared for this moment for a long time.

Only one person can walk alone!

That person, it must be him!

”Here I am.” Xu Yangyi nodded and looked at each other seriously: ”you are an opponent worthy of my full strength.”

Huoyun, yingsha, at the moment, sitting on the high platform, his eyes never moved away from them.

”Time is up...” yingsha's voice was hoarse, soft, calm and full of authority.

One of his hands, raised high, looked at everyone.

At this moment, all the people were silent.

There is no wind, but it seems to hear the sound of breathing.

No rain, but it seems to feel the cold sweat in the hands.

The friars in the middle and later period have hot eyes. In the early days, the friars looked forward to it like a curved bow.

”Nantong Province, the battle for the first place...”