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The drawing of lots for the top eight battles quickly began. The sixteen people from Chang Lou went to the main arena to draw lots.

The rules this time around were very interesting. It made Chang Lou smile widely, and the disappointment of entering 16 in 32 was swept away.

Their eight stations were split into two groups. He and Zhu Yuxiao were in the same group, so how could he not be excited?

As the champion of Stage Seven, Chang Lou could clearly feel the regret in his heart when he learned that he was going to play with those number one warriors.

"Joy?" Chang Lou was extremely unfamiliar with this name and had never heard of it before.

After caring about Zhu Yuxiao's opponent for a bit, when he saw how happy he was and how she was frowning with a signature in her hand, he immediately felt at ease.

The first round began at top speed. The first round would be a showdown between Zhu Yuxiao and his guilty opponent. That coward didn't know in the slightest what it meant: "An can destroy the face, destroy the waist, destroy the power, make me unable to enjoy myself". Chang Lou had originally planned on using him to observe Zhu Yuxiao's strength, but he had always looked down on him.

"You said that you worked so hard and worked so hard to reach this step, yet you actually said that you gave up just like that? Do you think you are worthy of your hard work? I'm sorry to support your friends and family on the street, the old man's expectations of you; I'm sorry to the audience's white money; I'm sorry to your abilities. Who else can you face? "Truly …"

While Chang Lou was still daydreaming, the judge called him up to participate in the competition.

"I say bro! You might as well be straight to the point. Since we don't dare to win against the princess, we might as well throw in some water. You can leave now! "

Chang Lou hurried up the stage to prepare for an earth-shattering battle. She hadn't even drawn her sword, yet she had already heard her opponent's sound transmission and directly persuaded him to surrender.

Before he could ask why he wasn't going down, he had already carried on a long and well-founded lecture towards the wedding wine.

"I know you want to ask me why I went down there myself! There was a major reason for this. Look at me, elegant and elegant like a jade tree. If I perform a bit better, I might even be able to get along with the Prince Consort. You are a bit old, so you probably won't be able to bear the demands the princess has placed on you. "Once I become the prince consort, I'll definitely make you a high official. You'll be able to enjoy all the glory and wealth, and I'll give you …"

"Get lost!" Chang Lou, who was suspected, immediately kicked Xiang Xi.

Before Xiang Xi could react, he was kicked into the air. Just as he was about to curse, a black light flashed and he was kicked to the side.

All of a sudden, he saw a black light flash continuously in the sky, and Xiang Xi floated around in the air like a big ball.

"This old fellow is so terrifying!"

"Your preference is weak!"

This was how the audience felt about this match. They had seen a person being kicked around the entire time. It was really too good to watch!

Boom!" Xiang Xi fell off the stage. Chang Lou let out a breath, and the anger on his face slowly faded.

Before he could sit down and warm his seat, he saw a happy fart running towards him. Chang Lou became vigilant. This guy had a bad smell. Could he be here for revenge?

"Boss Han!" Your highness, the princess has looked at you and seems to be interested in you. Don't forget our agreement. Your kicks are so swift and fierce. It's not natural for you to be able to control the princess. If you're too tired to play, you can … "

"Scram!" Chang Lou was on the verge of collapse due to this shameless guy. His skin was incredibly thick and he was wholeheartedly considering his own interests. This guy was also a rare treasure!

Seeing that Chang Lou's anger had not yet subsided, Xiang Xi tactfully decided not to return. The building then quieted down for a while.

Lou Cheng stared at Zhu Yuxiao and thought of a way to draw aggro. It was to tease her.

However, Chang Lou had always been an honest and honest good person. He didn't know what to do when it came to experience points, so he hadn't come up with a good plan.

After a short while, the competition for the four groups was over. According to the rules, the top four would be decided by tonight, so there was going to be a competition for the lanterns in an hour.

After adjusting his condition to its peak, Chang Lou selected a famous contestant. It was said that he was the prodigy from the Qingyang Empire — Xu Shaoyun.

If he defeated Xu Shaoyun, then Chang Lou would be able to directly talk to Zhu Yuxiao.

Xu Shaoyun was a genius of the Qingyang Empire's Xu Family. He came from a powerful family in an ancient and mysterious empire. His weapon was a silver spear.

Xu Shaoyun was dressed in a white martial robe. His appearance was handsome and he did not seem to be laughing. There was a rare expression on his handsome and indifferent face.

If not for the fact that he had spoken before, Chang Lou would definitely have thought that he was a mute.

Without saying a word, his spear shot out. The silver spear was like a swimming dragon, incomparably nimble and infused with silver-white zhenqi. It possessed unparalleled might.

Black water true energy burst out, Chang Lou's Thousand Waves Sword pierced the waist area of the Wandering Dragon, the black sword qi immediately cut off the Wandering Dragon Spear Technique.

"So powerful!" Chang Lou couldn't help but exclaim in admiration. The first round had been a test for each other. It seemed like Chang Lou had the upper hand, but he had already used his sword intent to suggest breaking the normal attack. He definitely wouldn't feel any pride.

"Be careful!"

Xu Shaoyun's dark brown eyes flashed with a trace of silver light. His entire aura changed drastically, as if he had turned into a mighty Martial God. He had the loneliness of a god, the ruthlessness of a god, and the might of a god.

Legend has it that the eighth young master of the Xu family, Xu Shaoyun, was once an unparalleled genius, someone who could rival the four great young masters of the world. However, he seemed to have lost all his skills after a martial arts competition. Just like Chang Lou, he was a tough guy who had to start over from the beginning. After experiencing the cold, warm, human nature of good and evil, this person was not like Chang Lou, who still deserved to eat, drink, and have fun. Instead, he had completely sealed himself off from the real world of martial cultivation. No one knew how terrifying a person born for martial arts could be.

With a shake of the silver spear, thousands upon thousands of spear lights flooded the area like a violent storm, unstoppable, unavoidable.

Wind blew, sword moved, pine forest cried. The house had no choice but to brace itself and go up. The long sword was like the sun that swept away the frost flowers, sweeping away all the rain and sand.

But the thousands of grains of sand and the torrential downpour were simply too little. Not even a single strand of hair was left. Not just that, but the true killing move was the spear that came after the spear light.

A silver bolt of lightning came crashing down. A massive windstorm appeared in the skies, with the air transforming into a blade and a spear.

The Silver Dragon's unparalleled tyranny forced Chang Lou out of the fighting stage.

At the moment of his appointment, Chang Lou saw Xu Shaoyun's pair of incomparably cold and detached eyes, like a lone wolf walking in the middle of a desert. Under the simple and crude law of survival, his wildness and ruthlessness were scattered.

"How happy I am!" Below the stage, Chang Lou didn't grumble about his loss in his heart, nor did he praise the seemingly invincible opponent on the stage.

From Xu Shaoyun's eyes, Chang Lou could feel a sincere sense of happiness.

There are still people who care about me, and I still care about others. I can still die for those I care about.

Although the person he cared about had created a problem that he needed to deal with with with his death, this was a problem that he was willing to bear!