As long as there is a bad thing, it will be upgraded if it dies.

Chapter 288 A Designated Universe
Now everyone in the Holy City knows that it is the Qiongmen representative team that represents the Qingtian Sect. No matter how deep the grievances between the cities are, they are not allowed to cause external disputes during the game. They can only use their efforts on the field. , simply cannot and dare not extend their hands to other cities.

Because, the Holy City does not allow it.

And if any family dares to commit crimes against the wind, if the holy city is dissatisfied with it, then this family will face a huge crisis, and even massacre the city.

The influential people who had been against Qingtianzong before now also shut up honestly, not daring to speak anymore, fearing that the holy city will blame them.

Seeing that everyone seems to be avoiding the Qiongmen representative team, Wu Yu couldn't help but smile wryly in his heart.

Suddenly someone knocked on the door of Wu Yu's room, and a staff member of the Holy City said respectfully: "Please ask the Qiongmen team to draw lots to determine the serial number and opponent of the first match."

"Follow me to draw lots, it's time to show the strength of our Sky City!" Wu Yan said, stood up, and then walked towards the lottery platform.

Afterwards, everyone else followed suit and strode towards the signing table with their heads held high.

The lottery Wu Yu drew had a "seven" written on it, and the number of appearances was fourteen.

There were a large number of participants in the entire Zhucheng Conference, and nearly a hundred seats were erected in the arena alone. Wu Yu's appearance is already relatively high.

After the lottery was drawn, Wu Yu walked up to Zhang Zifeng, and asked with a smile, "What's the number of this senior sister? Hehe, is the order of appearance higher than the first few games?"

Zhang Zifeng held out the signing card in his hand and said worriedly: "No. 20, Stage [-], Game [-], where are you? Dead!"

"No. 14 Arena, No. [-]." Wu Yan stared at Zhang Zifeng with piercing eyes and said seriously: "If you encounter a strong opponent, just abstain. Don't let me worry. The arena is a man's stage. Qingtian City and Qiongmen's The big flag, let me carry it!"

"Yi, you too, if...don't be brave!" Zhang Zifeng said worriedly.

Wu Yu smiled charmingly, and then said nothing.

……

"Everyone, team leaders and contestants, welcome to the Zhucheng Conference. I am the host of this conference, and my name is Yizhihua. I will explain the whole process of the competition today." A handsome man in gorgeous clothes appeared on the rostrum.

"This Zhucheng Conference has the largest number of people in the past thousand years, and it can also be regarded as the strongest and ultimate one. Which town will reach the finals and win the championship of this Zhucheng Conference, let us wait and see!"

"This competition is held simultaneously with hundreds of arenas, with a round-robin elimination system. Therefore, nearly half of the people in the first round will be eliminated. After that, I can only say sorry. This is the arena. We are warriors. We are not afraid Bleeding and sweating! Don't be frightened by the cruel competition system!
According to the rules of the competition, someone who admits defeat or someone who is kicked out of the ring is counted as a loser.

The contest can use any means, I repeat, the contest can use any means! "

I won't waste everyone's time for the rest, and I will start right away, and invite the contestants of the first round of each ring to prepare for their debut. "

After the host Yizhihua finished speaking, the audience cheered, and everyone was excited, eager to watch the wonderful battle.

At this time, a contestant from Zhucheng came out of it.

At this time, two people had already stood on each ring, and Yizhihua immediately shouted: "I declare, the competition begins now!"

After the announcement of Yizhihua, a fierce confrontation immediately began on the Hundred Rings.

The battle was hard to tell for a while.

Outside the hundred arenas, everyone from the Kingdom, the prefectures, and the cities were watching the battle.

After some games, the hundred matches in the ring are over, and the intensity of the whole process is still worth seeing, after all, this year is the youngest generation of teenagers.

However, in Wu Yu's eyes, this was completely unpopular.

If it weren't for his own plan and the future development of Shengmen, ghosts would come to this kind of gathering!
From Wu Yu's point of view, how many of these gifted youths can be used in the future?Most of them are matured by cultivation resources, and when it comes to real abilities, they are far behind!
"The contestants of the second match please come on stage as soon as possible." Yizhihua reminded loudly.

Another 200 people entered the ring, none of them knew each other...

The third game begins...

……

The seventh match has officially started, and the entire Zhucheng Conference has been heated up by the first six matches.

"It's finally my turn, and I'm almost falling asleep."

"The seventh contest has officially begun." Yizhihua announced loudly.

The young man's real energy on the opposite side of Wu Yu burst out suddenly, and his body quickly rushed in front of Wu Yu, but Wu Yu didn't move at all.

However, it's not that he didn't react, he just wanted to know the level of this class.

The young man shouted loudly, and waved his fists to kill him. Wu Yan didn't care about it at all, he didn't dodge or dodge, and let the young man's fist hit him casually.

When the boy's fist first touched Wu Yu's body, there was a feeling of being dissolved, like a punch on cotton, making the attack weaker and weaker until there was no feeling at all.

Wu Yu ignored the young man's various attacks, and just tapped the space between the two of them lightly from the air. An astonishing scene was discovered. The young man who had approached again felt as if he had been hit hard by something. He flew out, fell out of the ring, and lost the game directly.

The representatives of the major forces of Wang Guofu outside the arena were all shocked. The power and speed of this finger were so terrifying that they couldn't completely avoid it with their strength.

Which family's son is this? Although he is a few years older than the others, his strength is really not a cover, and he is catching up with old things like them.

"puff!"

The boy who was knocked away by Wu San's finger spat out a stream of blood and fell to the ground.

Who is he?

Are you really a contestant?
Who else can be his opponent?
Can someone stop him?

No!

"I lost." The boy struggled to sit up, and then said helplessly.

Wu Yu killed his opponent in seconds with a single finger, making the entire audience erupt in excitement.

"Is this the instant kill? Can someone really do it?"

"Isn't this too scary? The power of that finger is astonishing and makes ghosts and gods cry!"

"Later, as long as you meet him, you have to abstain, don't try, he... is beyond your category!"

"Teacher! Are we really going to admit defeat?"

"It's not that I really want to admit defeat, but I don't want to affect your progress because of his game, and I don't want you to stop or get seriously injured!"

"Yes, teacher, we understand!"

Yang Zi looked at Wu Yu, and said to himself: "Little brother, isn't he too strong?"

"There's nothing too strong, it's just that my opponent is too weak." Wu Yu said directly.

"This is indeed a good seedling. I hope the master of the palace will appreciate it, and I will rise to the top if I recommend it in this way." Xin Jiduo, the prefect of the holy city, murmured to himself.

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　　[I am forever grateful to Bai Xiongfang for his help when I was writing at a low point]

　　
　
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