Yuwen Tuo fell outside the ring. He looked at Zhao Zilong and gritted his teeth.
He did not expect Zhao Zilong to be a master of the Yellow Realm, nor did he expect that he would be stuck in the top 100. He was too indignant.
When he came to participate in the competition, many disciples of the Heavenly Sect, including his master and elders, had high hopes for him.
He also said that this year's champion was none other than you.
However, he stopped at the top hundred!
An old man stood up on a high platform in the depths of the square. He looked at Yuwen Tuo in disbelief and finally sat down weakly.
He was a Huang Jing expert, yet he had stopped at the top hundred. Wasn't he the champion in the past years? Who was this year's expert?
His expression was dull and he had lost his soul.
"Look, look, that stupid fatty is going to the arena to compete!”
"What? That idiot is going to compete!”
"Quickly go over and take a look!"
"Yes, quickly go over and take a look!"
"Let's see who will beat him up until he finds all his teeth!”
"Let's see who beat him up so badly that even his own mother can't recognize him!”
"You are all wrong. The disciples of the first-class sects have discussed this. No matter who fights with that stupid fatty today, they must beat him to death!”
"What? Kill him? There's no rule that says you can kill someone!”
"Childish. In the arena, it's not like there aren't people who accidentally kill someone. The referee is also helpless.”
"Aiya, there's a good show to watch. Quickly go over and take a look. Take a good seat.”
……
The damned fatty Tai Shi was about to compete. He stood on the stage and suddenly realized that more than half of the people in the square were rushing towards his stage.
His eyeballs almost popped out of their sockets, and he fell to the ground like a jujube.
Am I that popular?
That must be it!
Who am I? I'm a popular candidate for the championship of this competition.
They will definitely come and cheer me on!
He happily waved at everyone." Thank you for your enthusiasm. Thank you for coming to watch my competition. You are my most loyal fans. I, Tai Shi, will definitely not let you down. I will work hard and win the championship. Thank you!”
As he spoke, he was so touched that tears started to flow down his face. His thick hands kept rubbing his tears.
When everyone heard this, they felt like they were being cursed.
This stupid fatty actually thought that we were here to cheer him on.
Too shameless!
He was too much of a bastard.
However, everyone did not say anything. The ridicule on their faces only became more and more intense.
Some even looked at Fatty as if he was a dead pig.
He was just waiting for the fatty to be beaten to death before being carried to the barbecue grill.
A disciple of the Taoist Faction kicked his legs and jumped onto the arena. His movements were quite unrestrained.
This immediately caused the female disciples below the stage to cheer.
He nodded and waved his hand elegantly.
He suddenly turned around and looked at Tai Shi. His expression immediately became cold and he said,"Are you the fatty who called the Dao Sect trash last night, Sword Gate nothing, Ten Thousand Horse Hall nothing, and you want to be number one?”
The smile on Tai Shi's face froze." What?”
"Tell me, is it you?" The Taoist disciple questioned, his voice rising a few points.
Tai Shi's eyes darted around. Looking at the reactions of the spectators below the stage, he felt that something was wrong. This group of people seemed to be here to laugh at him.
He shook his fat body, and the pork belly on his body surged. He said," It's me. I said that your Dao Sect is trash, Swords Gate is nothing, and Thousand Horse Hall is nothing. But I have to correct one thing. I said that I'm the best in the world, I didn't say that I would definitely win this competition.”
"Hiss!" All the audience gasped.
This person was crazy, indeed crazy!
He was so arrogant that he didn't even care about the first place in the 100-year-old youth competition and directly said that he was the first in the world.
The Taoist disciple was also shocked. Then, he frowned and said,"Do you dare to state your name?"
"Fatty Brother Tai Shi!" He spoke calmly.
"Alright, I am Yang Shuo of the Dao Sect. Remember, I will beat you until you regret being born in this world!”Yang Shuo clenched his fists and rushed toward Tai Shi.
He was surrounded by a brilliant orange light. One look and one could tell that he was a peak Orange Realm cultivator.
The spectators below the stage immediately widened their eyes. They all wanted to see the scene of Fatty being sent flying by a punch and beaten into a dead pig.
Their hearts were filled with excitement. The moment had finally arrived.
They clenched their fists tightly. They could finally vent the anger in their hearts.
However, with a " pa " sound, a loud ear-piercing sound rang out. Yang Shuo's entire body flew out of the arena like a cannonball and landed heavily on the ground, falling flat on his face.
Tai Shi had a disdainful expression as he muttered,"You even beat me until I regret being born in this world. Hmph, you, go home and train for another 100 years. You won't be a match for your fat brother even if you train for 100 years!”
He clapped his hands and greeted everyone." Thank you for your support. I'll definitely give you an even more exciting game in the next game! Thank you!"
After saying that, he bowed deeply to everyone with a sincere expression.
The spectators below the stage rolled their eyes and fainted.
Some of them spat out a mouthful of blood. Clutching his chest, he pointed at the fatty on the stage."" Shameless! Simply shameless!"
Tai Shi jumped off the arena and entered the crowd. He patted a Dao Sect disciple who was vomiting blood and said,""Brother, you don't have to be so excited. There's still the next competition. You must come and watch the next competition!”
Blood spurted out of the disciple's mouth like a fountain.
Tai Shi left. From the looks of it, he was heading towards the arena where Wang Qiang was competing.
On a stage, a five-year-old girl looked at a female cultivator in a yellow dress opposite her with a playful and cute expression."Big sister, please be gentler. I'm still young. Don't cripple me?”
The female cultivator in the yellow dress looked at the little girl who was only in front of her waist with a face full of love."Little girl, it's okay. I'll fight with you a little. I'll definitely be gentle.”
"Sister, you must be gentle. I'm afraid!”the little girl said, tears welling up in her eyes.
The yellow-dressed female cultivator nodded. Suddenly, her expression became vicious. The long thorn in her hand erupted with a dazzling orange light and stabbed toward the little girl.
The long spike pierced through the air, making an ear-piercing sound. The surrounding crowd hurriedly covered their ears. At the same time, they were shocked. How could this female cultivator in the yellow dress be so vicious? Her expression changed faster than flipping a book.
A cold light flashed in the little girl's eyes. Then, she kicked her legs and flew back, dodging the extremely fast stab.
After landing, she crossed her arms in front of her and spread them open. Two red wings of light spread out behind him. It was gorgeous and beautiful.
"This little girl!"
"What spell is this little girl practicing?”
"How could she have a pair of wings of light on her back?”
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