C429 It's You Again
C429 It's You Again
Based on her strength, she shouldn't have lost to Fatty Zhang. Just now, she had used nine out of ten moves to tease Fatty. Who would have thought that she would be eliminated just because she was playing with him? If she had killed him earlier, perhaps Fatty wouldn't even have the chance to retaliate.
"Level 4 deacon Zhang Yi, victory!"
The internal deacon beside him said loudly. At the same time, he took out the number plate from Mo Yu's waist and handed it to Fatty Zhang.
Unlike Lo Tian, Fatty's luck could only be said to be average. Mo Yu only had one number plate in her hand. This number plate and the one in Fatty's hand were only two pieces. Without a doubt, two number plates were not safe. At most, he would be able to rest for an hour.
Fatty Zhang took the number plate and quickly removed the silver needles from his body. He then quickly left, preparing to find his next opponent.
The big head looked around and calculated according to the fat man's calculations. He could still fight with quite a number of Level 3 deacons. As long as he didn't encounter any particularly abnormal ones, there wouldn't be any problems.
"This way. I just saw a lot of deacons heading this way."
Fatty Zhang looked in one direction and was about to go. However, just as he walked to the intersection, a familiar figure slowly walked out from the crowd. He crossed his arms and looked at ___ with a smile on his face.
When Fatty Zhang saw this person, he was stunned on the spot.
"Oh, my cute little brother. Long time no see!"
The man spread his arms wide, full of enthusiasm.
Fatty Zhang trembled, his lips trembled, and the color of blood on his face disappeared.
"Come, my little brother. Fight me. Let me see how you've improved during this period of time. "
The man walked over quickly. Every step he took was like stepping on Fatty Zhang's heart. The fat man let out a silent wail in his heart.
How could he be so unlucky to meet the person he least wanted to meet, his biological sister, Zhang Yi?
Fatty Zhang suddenly recalled the scene of being beaten up by his sister all these years. Every memory had his blood.
He sat down on the ground, as if he didn't even have the mood to resist. He let Zhang Yi drag him away and went straight to the nearest barrier.
His fat body seemed weightless in Zhang Yi's hands, only leaving a mark of despair on the ground.
In the crowd, a few hidden deacons were ready to make a move. But when they saw Zhang Yi appear, they all withdrew their hands.
Zhang Yi's eyes also swept around, like a sharp knife cutting across the faces of these people with ill intentions. All the martial artists who looked at her felt as if they had been stabbed by a sword. They could not even breathe, their bodies were in pain, and their limbs were stiff.
Zhang Yi walked to the front of the shield and said in a clear voice, "Level 3 deacon Zhang Yi is leaning against the Level 4 deacon."
The internal deacon lowered its head and looked at Fatty. It swallowed a mouthful of saliva and said, "Fighting outside the barrier is not allowed."
Zhang Yi smiled and said, "Yes, I know. I hope the others will know too."
After saying that, Zhang Yi looked around again. A few hidden martial artists did not dare to look back at her. They lowered their heads and left quickly.
Not far away, on the roof. The Level 1 deacon Wu Qian also saw this scene. Wu Qian's expression wasn't too good, and his eyes were filled with killing intent.
"Consider yourself lucky. Damn fatty!"
Wu Qian let out a cold snort and turned around to leave. When he saw Zhang Yi appear, he knew that it was impossible to kill Fatty Zhang again. Although Zhang Yi was only a Level 3 deacon, her identity, her strength... She was not someone an ordinary deacon could provoke.
Wu Qian even felt that Zhang Yi's strength might have already reached the level of a Level 1 deacon. After all, the Saint Level cultivation method was in her hands. Anyone who wanted to touch her would have to weigh their own strength first.
Since they couldn't touch Fatty Zhang, they could only make a move on the other one. Wu Qian's killing intent was full of killing intent. If he still couldn't deal with any of them in the second round today. Then, don't blame him for breaking the rules.
...
Half an hour passed quickly. Lo Tian found a quiet corner and changed his clothes. He even took some time to eat a bowl of noodles.
In any case, he only needed to take off his deacon's robe and cover half of his face with his hat. No one would be able to recognize him. After eating and drinking his fill, Lo Tian felt that his martial spirit was also good. His body had been restored to its peak. After secretly drawing the Giant God Saber Spell, Lo Tian felt that he had finally mastered the super cultivation method. And there's a certain level of control.
Only then did he get up and pay the bill in satisfaction, then he changed into the deacon robe. Originally, no one noticed him, but after putting on the deacon's robe. The crowd around him once again cried out in alarm.
Lo Tian grinned, then quickly left. At this moment, Tian Mu announced that all deacons with only one number plate were eliminated. Next, the opponents he was looking for were at least two or more number plates. In other words, at least half of the deacons had already been eliminated.
Lo Tian raised his head and scanned the screen, trying to find Fatty Zhang's trace. However, he found that Fatty Zhang was nowhere to be seen. Could it be that he had already been eliminated?
Lo Tian was really worried about the fatty's safety. He quickened his pace and appeared on a main street in a flash. With a glance, Lo Tian saw a group of deacons in front of him.
Four deacons surrounded him and stood outside the barrier, watching the battle inside. Inside, there was a person who was beating up his opponent.
It was really a punch to the flesh, each hit to the blood. His opponent seemed to have lost all ability to resist. Yet, he was still beaten up by him.
Only when his opponent was on the verge of death did the brawny deacon stop. The internal deacon beside him hurriedly announced his victory.
"Level 3 deacon, Qin Wu, victory!"
Then, he immediately carried the loser away. Looking at his injuries, if he didn't treat them soon, he was afraid that he would die.
Lo Tian slightly narrowed his eyes. The few people in front of him didn't seem to be someone to be trifled with. Especially Qin Wu. When he attacked, he gave Lo Tian the feeling that he was a ferocious beast. His martial skill must be very violent. It might even be a fighting style that specialized in exchanging injuries and blood for blood.
Lo Tian did not want to fight such an opponent at this time. If this was the last battle, then it would be fine. But now, when he needed to collect numbers, he had to face such an opponent. It would be very troublesome. Once he was unfortunately injured, there would be a huge problem in the upcoming battle.
In addition, Qin Wu also had four deacons beside him. One look and one could tell that they were in the same group. Even if they won, they would probably end up in a battle of attrition. Trouble, it was really troublesome!
Lo Tian turned around and wanted to leave, but at this moment. A voice suddenly sounded from the crowd.
"Isn't this Lo Tian, Deacon Lo? You must be here to challenge Deacon Qin. Haha! Deacon Lo is a true expert! Deacon Qin, you are going to lose for sure! "
The one who spoke was a somewhat familiar person. Lo Tian narrowed his eyes and looked over. He gritted his teeth and said, "Xun Xiangquan, it's you again!"