Chapter 584

"How is it possible? How is it possible?"

The king of Ju Sha was about to stare out, and his eyes were filled with disbelief.

When was the warrior of the fire dance country so powerful?

"Fools, what a bunch of fools!"

The Apostle Hu Fei's eyes narrowed at this moment, and his fierce cold eyes swept out from the gap between his eyes.

In order to enable the warriors of Ju Sha and canglan to kill Chu Xingyu, he gave them too much convenience.

But these fools didn't seize the opportunity at all!

Instead, the Fire Dancers he hated seized the opportunity and hit him in the face again in public.

He has never seen such a foolish man.

"The next round of martial arts, please go to the duel platform!"

The selection deacon shouted.

There are six people in each round of the duel platform.

A total of four rounds were held.

Shua! Shua! Shua! Shua! Shua! Shua!

When the voice of the selection deacon fell, the contestants boarded the duel platform.

However, on the No. 4 and No. 3 duel platform, only one confident warrior stood in the wind.

"Other fighters on the No. 4 and No. 3 duel platform, get on the duel platform!"

The selection deacon frowned and urged loudly.

"This...!"

Urged by the deacon, the warriors of canglan state and Ju Sha state took a fierce look, and their eyes flashed panic.

It's not that they don't want to go up, but the warrior standing on the duel platform at this time is from the country of fire dance.

After the warriors of the fire dance country came out of the experience place, their strength was so strong that they were difficult to parry.

The scene of the previous round of food abuse gave them an unforgettable shock.

If I go up now, I won't die!

They can't become the disciples of qianbian sect. With their accomplishments in tianwu realm, they can also call the wind and rain in their own country.

They will never lose their lives for the ethereal number of disciples of qianbian sect.

"I admit defeat!"

"I admit defeat, too!"

"I, Li Datong, admit defeat!"

"I Zhang Meng admit defeat!"

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All of a sudden, these warriors admit defeat one after another.

"I don't allow you to admit defeat. Go up to me. Even if you die, you will die on it!"

"You should try your best to kill the weak in the fire dance country. I don't allow you to admit defeat!"

Ju Sha and the monarch of Ju Sha could no longer sit still at this moment. They stood up and loudly urged these countries to cultivate their favorite children with the most precious resources.

However, no contestants responded to the two monarchs.

With their heads bowed, they simply did not want to go on stage to fight the warriors of the fire dance country.

"Ha ha, I really saw it today. Just now they shouted to the sky to kill the warriors of my fire dance country, but now they are given the opportunity, but they don't dare to go on stage. It's a shame!"

"If I heard correctly, they just called the warriors of my fire dance country" waste ", but now they dare not challenge the waste in their mouth. This is not only a shame, but their faces are swollen!"

"The warriors of our country of fire dance are all one enemy and five, or they are afraid to go to the duel platform to fight for life and death. How can they call us" waste "with confidence?"

"The warriors of Ju Sha and canglan, who is waste, must have been clear in your heart!"

Hearing the ridicule of the audience of the fire dance country on the platform, the audience of canglan country and Ju Sha country on the platform were silent and turned red.

The faces of the kings of Ju Sha and canglan were even more gloomy.

The national representatives elected by themselves admit defeat in front of everyone, which is beating them in the face.

"What we raise in canglan country is a group of waste!"

Hearing that the warrior of his own country conceded defeat, the tea servant's fist was squeezed fiercely.

Click! Click! Click!

The noise generated by the friction between the hands and bones of the tea maid made the surrounding martial artists tremble.

Those who are familiar with his martial arts know that this is a precursor to the anger of tea servants.

The tea maid has remembered the faces of these cowards. When the selection of qianbian sect disciples is over, they will die!

Xu Lang also looked cold and gloomy. After he became a disciple of qianbian sect, the first thing he did was to kill these timid warriors.

"Select deacons and start the competition!"

Hu Fei lightly ordered the selection deacon in the dynasty that if the competition did not continue, the mockery of the fire dance country would not only make Ju Sha country and canglan country ashamed, but also affect him as the behind the scenes instigator.

"The competition begins!"

When the Deacon got the order of the apostles, he shouted.

"Hum! A group of weak!"

Dorothy's beautiful blue eyes twinkled with disdain.

The eyes of Chu Xingyu also flashed cold.

If the fighters of his own country admit defeat, Hu Fei will certainly force them to compete, instead of letting them go as easily as now.

Three hours later, the competition on the duel platform was over.

"Now, the 24 contestants elected on the duel platform rank first in strength, Ju Shaguo, Xu Lang, second, canglan national tea hundred servants, third, Chu Xingyu, the country of fire dance, fourth, Dongfang Wuji, fifth, Lingyun, sixth, lingwenguang, seventh, dossier, eighth, Tuoba wild, ninth..."

The selection deacon ranked the results of the 24 martial artists who had won the decisive battle.

Ju Shaguo, Xu Lang and canglan national tea hundred servants have extraordinary strength. They are the only two strong students with triple cultivation in tianwu realm. They don't show their strength on the duel platform, but there is no doubt that they are in the top two.

Chu Xingyu, with a strong cultivation in tianwu territory, defeated the top martial artists in canglan country and Huowu country. He ranked third, and no one had any opinion.

Because Chu Xingyu killed the strong ones of the other two countries, the fourth to eighth positions were occupied by the national martial arts of Fire Dance who performed well on the duel platform.

"Now, on the snowflake stage, the first in the battle, the 24th in the elimination system, and the six martial artists who finally won have officially become the disciples of qianbian sect!"

After hearing the selection of deacons, the faces of canglan and Ju Sha were cold again.

At present, only Xu Lang and tea maid can defeat Chu Xingyu.

However, according to the competition specifications announced by the selection deacon, Xu Lang and the tea maid have a great chance to miss the frontal battle with Chu Xingyu.

Moreover, other fighters in the fire dance country will kill their own fighters again.

In other words, four of the final six disciples of qianbian sect will be produced among the warriors of the fire dance country.

This result, they simply can not bear!

They have to stop it.

But just as they were about to stop.

"Slow!"

At this moment, Xu Lang shouted.

"What's up?"

The Deacon frowned.

"Snowflake platform is a place where the country's top martial artists can climb. Twenty four martial artists climb snowflake platform, which is disrespectful to the martyrs of three countries."

"Therefore, I suggest a different selection method to determine the outcome."

After hearing Xu Lang's words, the selection deacon was about to refuse, but he was stopped by the Apostle Hu Fei.

"Let him go on!"

In Hu Fei's mind, it doesn't matter who can become a disciple of qianbian sect.

The most important thing for him is that on the way to select the disciples of qianbian sect, someone can replace him and kill Chu Xingyu, who once brought him insult.

"Our 24 warriors have passed the test of the duel platform, which means that we are all qualified to enter qianbian sect."

"But there are only six disciples of qianbian sect."

"I, Ju Sha country first, tea hundred servants, canglan country first, Chu Xingyu, fire dance country first!"

"The three of us represent our country in a showdown on the snowflake stage!"

"The winner, six disciples of qianbian sect, can be selected from the winner's country!"

"There is no warrior who wins on behalf of the country..."

Speaking of this, Xu Lang's eyes turned cold when he looked at Chu Xingyu:

"Then die with the people of this country!!!"