"I don't understand this? Yuanshi Tianzun used clones at the beginning. His real body has been lurking around, waiting for an opportunity to sneak attack. This trick is really poisonous. I have been thinking about how he will deal with the insight of the pawn who crossed the river. The ability to directly create a clone is something I didn't expect."

"It's a bit of a coincidence, but the pawn who crossed the river also borrowed corresponding props to restrain Yuanshi Tianzun. Everyone played according to the rules, and there is nothing to say when they lose."

"Less than one minute is short, but it's so exciting. Yuanshi Tianzun is still like the last game. He likes layout and calculation. He is not the type who likes to fight heartily."

"Crossing the river pawn is also good. His strategy is fine. He seizes the opportunity to get close and make a quick decision. He can't procrastinate. If he procrastinates, he loses. But it seems that Yuanshi Tianzun has figured this out. Alas, in just one minute, the meaning There are many invisible contests."

Compared with the thunderous applause at the end of the battle between Jiang Jingwei and Zhao Chenghuang, the audience at the crater was much calmer at this time, and there was no cheering like a tsunami.

But the degree of discussion is very high, just like the fans who watched the game match, discussing the tactics of the two sides afterward, accusing so and so of shortcomings, what went wrong in the response, and which wave of team battles should not be impulsive.

That kind of relish is vivid on the paper.

As for the battle between Zhao Chenghuang and Jiang Jingwei, they can only say one thing: Damn it!

At most, I can add a sentence of "beautiful", but there is no such degree of discussion and participation as pointing the country.

They can understand the match between Yuanshi Tianzun and the pawns crossing the river, and they can express their opinions.

The ambulance personnel outside the field hurriedly jumped into the lava and carried away the bleeding pawns.

Although this knife did not hit the vital point, if the bleeding is not stopped as soon as possible, the contestant may be in danger of life.

Zhang Yuanqing enjoyed the applause from the audience outside the arena, listened to their noisy discussions, and was about to leave the molten pool.

But as soon as he stepped out with his left foot, his right leg moved uncontrollably first. There was a conflict between the instructions of his brain and the execution of his body, and he staggered and almost fell.

Fuck, the price of the mirror and the moon has come. Zhang Yuanqing froze in place, not daring to move.

Standing at the crater, the red-haired elder looked at Yuanshi Tianzun who stood proudly in the field and enjoyed the crowd's admiration, and said impatiently:

"You haven't come up yet, do you want to continue fighting?"

Zhang Yuanqing turned around and looked, sincerely said: "Elder, I have a physical problem and I can't move, can you take me for a ride?"

The red-haired young elder looked gloomy and said:

"It's okay to take you for a ride, but can you stop talking behind my back, this is basic respect."

"Oh, sorry!" Zhang Yuanqing turned around quickly.

The red-haired young elder, with bulging veins on his forehead, said, "Is it respect for you to face me sideways?"

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The red-haired young man snorted coldly, shook his hands and threw out a whip made of flames, hooked Yuanshi Tianzun's waist, and threw him to the shore like a dead fish.

Sun Miaomiao squatted beside Zhao Chenghuang and said with a smile:

"How? Do you still think Yuanshi Tianzun is nothing more than that?"

As the seed players of Taiyi Sect, before the start of the top 16, the elders of the sect called a meeting for the seed players to discuss the strengths and weaknesses of the top ten players and formulate targeted tactics.

Zhao Chenghuang's evaluation of Yuanshi Tianzun at the time was that there was a high probability of stopping in the top sixteen, the limit was the top eight, and the top four was hopeless.

Zhao Chenghuang looked at the other party's big black eyes, pondered for a moment, and said:

"He is a person who is very good at using props and the environment. The more chaotic and complicated the scene, the stronger this kind of person can play. If the venue for the quarterfinals is the type of high-difficulty copy, he is likely to become our formidable enemy." JrNovels.com